"Little pumpkin, paddle, paddle!" Ge Zhuang suddenly shouted at me, and the sound of the rising tide in the river almost drowned out his roar.

I was wondering why this fat man was so scared, and immediately saw that where the coffin came out of the water, a red blood vortex rolled up!

The river churned violently, turning into a deep pool of pus and blood, and the air vortex became bigger and bigger, like a monster's grinning mouth, trying to swallow the coffin floating out of the water in one gulp!

I was scared enough by the big water vortex, but Ge Zhuang snatched the pickaxe and shouted, "Don't be stunned, hurry up and row, such a big water bubble, the boat will definitely blow up the Dragon King Temple if it is rolled in!" ”

It is forbidden to say the word "shipwreck" on the river, and "blowing up the Dragon King Temple" is also an alternative saying.

Having lived in the Yangtze River for a long time, I also know a lot of doorways.

The Yangtze River seems to be calm, but the underwater undercurrent surges, there are countless reefs lurking, the windy slope is long and narrow, there are countless rocks, and the undercurrent washes the stone wall to form a large water vortex, even if a big withered cow falls into it, it can't swim out!

Ge Zhuang had never seen such a large whirlpool, and his cheeks were blue with fright. As soon as his voice fell, the wind blew on the turbulent slope, and even the white fog covering the river surface became a little deeper, and the white fog locked the river, as if it had gone down to the underworld.

I was blown by the cold wind, and I shivered unconsciously, and I didn't dare to think about anything, so I grabbed the oars and shook them desperately.

The water in Jiandaoxia was already in a hurry, and the coffin rolled up waves nearly half a meter high, slapping on the boat, shaking our feet unsteadily, and we all fell to the ship's board.

I was shaken by the hull of the boat, and almost fell into the water again, clutching the side of the boat with both hands, but Ge Zhuang's exclamation came from my ears, "Look at the little pumpkin!" Back, Groove ...... Behind you! ”

I gave him a cover, and when I subconsciously looked back, I found that the blood-red vortex actually began to move, and look at that posture, it was clearly chasing us!

"Damn, Niu Er went into the water, he won't be taken by the Dragon Lord and want to find him as a son-in-law, why are you chasing him so closely!" Ge Zhuang roared, twisted his big fat ass and quickly steered the boat, causing the boat to deviate from its original track.

I don't think this dragon lord is necessarily coming for Niu Er, so he pointed to the big red coffin floating on the river, and said fatty, could it be the dragon girl sleeping in this coffin? We shouldn't scratch it up!

"It's the dragon girl, why do you dare to go down and kiss your mouth?"

Ge Qiang's face swayed, his face was full of meat, gritted his teeth and said Grandma, I don't believe it fat man, I am used to seeing the wind and waves in Jiandao Gorge, the dragon lord dares to grab food with us, tomorrow I will go to the next desperate network and kill it thousands of grandchildren!

"Don't talk big, row now!" I pinched his big fat ass, jumped up and shook the oars, and sucked hard!

The water really rushed to the Dragon King Temple, I have never seen such a terrifying battle before fishing for corpses!

The waves crashing on the bow of the boat gradually intensified, and the wind in the turbulent slope whistled and whirled, as if it had entered the harsh winter in advance, and the cold wind was like a knife board, and my cheeks ached.

Ge Zhuang and I worked hard to drag the boat on the right track, and stayed in the backwater bay for more than ten years, I had never seen such a turbulent current, nor had I seen such a violent wind, I was scared into a cold sweat, and quickly supported the boat with Ge Zhuang, and drove the boat out of the turbulent slope with all our strength.

"Grandma's, Lao Luo's taboo is really reasonable, that place is evil, I'm afraid that the night pot of the Dragon King has been spilled, otherwise how can such a big wave gush?"

Finally drove the boat out of the turbulent slope, Ge Zhuang held the boat while shaking the plate with a big face and said, "Or, let's go back and give incense to the Dragon King, and talk to him well, this time the inlet is not his own territory, don't you say?" ”

I scolded, dead fat man, why do you hold up the boat well, don't clean up some things that you don't have, beware of the dragon lord coming up to you!

Strange to say, as soon as we rowed the boat out of the mass grave slope, the cold wind became lighter, the fog on the river gradually dissipated, and the current gradually calmed down.

Ge Zhuang and I hurriedly put on our pants, so as not to be seen by the fresh-looking big girl outside, "leaking the bottom", but don't look at it freshly, see a pair of birds jumping around, and we will become the extra-large hooligan leaders of Niuzigou in the future.

"I said little pumpkin, buddy is fighting for food from the mouth of the dragon lord this time, which is also a vigorous event, which is enough to brag for a lifetime!"

As soon as the grandson returned to the familiar place, he inevitably began to tremble again, muttering thick lips, piles of fat meat, and a expression.

I said what, you still want the county to give you a pennant?

Ge Zhuang pouted and said what pennant commendation, none of the five grandfathers came to the truth, as long as the avatars of these grandfathers are still printed on the RMB for a day, it is my own grandfather!

In 96, no new banknotes have been issued, and the soft sister coin is printed with five old people's heads, and this dead fat man shouts "grandpa" at the banknotes every day, and I am tired of hearing it.

The small boat carried the corpse of Niu Lao Er, and a nylon rope was hung behind the buttocks, and the big red coffin was soaked in the water, and floated back to the backwater bay with the boat swaying.

As soon as I arrived at the place, Niuzigou was beating gongs and drums, and the village chief led a group of villagers playing suona to come up, shook hands, expressed condolences, and patted me and Ge Zhuang on the shoulders, saying that you are really good comrades for the benefit of socialism.

Ge Zhuang's face was full of fat and meat, and he narrowed his eyes into a slit with a smile, and said Village Chief, don't fix those false things, brothers are born and die, aren't they all to pay tribute to the glory of my five grandfathers?

The village chief laughed and said that there is no hurry, your five grandfathers are wrapped in the red cloth of the offering, and they must be fine!

The villagers went to bed and carried away the corpse, this suona was not blown at me and Ge Zhuang, as soon as the body of Niu Lao Er was put on the straw mat, several croppers came to "pick the head", wrapped the mat with thumb-thick nylon rope, and shouted that the horn was too close to Niuzigou.

Aunt Niu cried and cried behind the straw mat, while crying, while sprinkling yellow paper, the villagers lined up in a line, will escort the body back to the village, the scene is really a bit lively, large and small, old and young villagers have come to see off Niu Er.

It's not that Niu Lao and the old couple have a good relationship, the villagers love him, but this guy doesn't make people worry after he dies, and he always likes to climb the cliff to sing mountain songs in the middle of the night, which scares the old and young in this village enough.

Now everyone is collectively seeing him off, and he is comfortable to serve this master, and the scenery is on the road, which will naturally save him a lot of trouble.

The village chief was benevolent and righteous, and said that after five thousand oceans, none of them were left behind, and Ge Zhuang and I shared the money, and we were overjoyed, and then I thought that the big red coffin brought out of the turbulent wind slope was still floating on the water.

Ge Zhuang wrapped his "five grandfathers" in red cloth, carefully waited for his pants and crotch, patted the root of his thighs, squeezed out two small eyes, and said with a smile Little pumpkin, the villagers went back to mourn Niu Lao Er, we can't be idle, start dragging the coffin up first, I don't know how long the coffin has been soaked, but it has been floating on the water, I am afraid that it is a good nanmu, which can be exchanged for a lot of money.