Only those who have seen the Yellow River with their own eyes can feel the magic of nature.

In the canyon, the Yellow River flows rapidly, surging from east to west.

God knows how much sediment the river swept away, and it was as dark and heavy as the color of the ground beneath my feet.

Whenever the river flows to the corner of the canyon, accompanied by the roar of the Yellow River, it can always shoot a shocking wave.

I have never forgotten the indescribable sense of shock.

It was in this turbulent Yellow River that the figure that gradually became clear, like a black ink blot, floated motionless in the middle of the river.

If at first the figure I saw was a vague shape, by this time it was already very clear.

Although it has no facial features, its limbs are distinct, and even its fingers are visible.

"Isn't this thing hibernating, damn it said it was good to recharge your energy," I looked at the figure floating on the water, and I only felt a cold wind running in my bones, and I shivered from the cold.

How powerful the Black Water Sin, although I haven't personally experienced this, the stories I heard from the blind bosses are enough to scare me.

At first, I thought that everything was like what the blind boss said, that the Black Water Sin was dormant, that it was recuperating its energy in order to break through the battle at the last moment and regain its freedom.

But the current situation is far from what I imagined.

If the Black Water Sin is dormant, then how can it be present in broad daylight?

"You've been on the shore all these days?" I asked the man next to me.

The middle-aged man nodded: "Well, this is ordered from above, and you must keep an eye on its movements." ”

"It's amazing, this thing is in the water, you all dare to guard it on the shore, it deserves to be a member of the country, there is a kind." I sighed from the bottom of my heart.

"It's okay." The middle-aged man replied to me very calmly.

"You can do a favor in a moment, get that iron ship down, and we'll take care of the rest." I took out a cigarette and lit it, then handed him a cigarette, but he didn't take it.

"Okay." The man nodded.

This grandson didn't know if he was frightened by my previous actions, or if his conscience suddenly found out, at this time, his expression was still dead, but his words were much more polite.

Zhao Qingluan and Zhao Xiaosan didn't mess with him anymore, but held a telescope with a cigarette in their mouths, and observed the black figures floating on the Yellow River with great interest.

If they were a little nervous at first, now all that's left is excitement.

I guess in their eyes, that figure doesn't look like an injustice, but more like the legendary "water monster".

Of course, if the current situation had been put into the evening, and the injustice had been brought closer to the shore, the two grandsons would not have been excited.

"Yuan slut, do we still have to use willow leaves to measure the location of injustice?" Shen Han asked me in a low voice.

"Yes, I must take a test." I nodded: "Whether that figure is its real body or a phantom body, we can't just determine this, we must measure the real distance, so that we can set up the formation." ”

"This section of the Yellow River is quite wide." Shen Han squinted his eyes, carefully looked at the distance between the other side of the river and our side, and whispered to me, "The distance between the figure and us is about forty meters."

"If that is a phantom body, then its real body should not be too far away from us." I put down the duffel bag in my hand and took out the willow leaves and millet prepared in advance: "I'll take a boat over and take a look in a while, in broad daylight, there shouldn't be anything wrong." ”

As soon as the words fell, I walked a few steps to the shore and scattered a few willow leaves on my hand.

When the willow leaves touched the river, there was no vision, and they were still floating on the water, and the Yellow River was washed away in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that this was the case, I couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and then I made up a handful of millet in the river.

Sure enough, there was no vision after the millet entered the water, and it sank into the Yellow River as soon as possible, without even showing any signs of floating.

"Is it okay?" Zhao Qingluan and the others came over and asked me curiously.

"Well, the true body of the unjust is not nearby." I sighed.

Originally, I was thinking that if I found someone on the shore, I might dive underwater.

According to the words of the blind boss, as long as there is a true body of injustice within a radius of twenty meters, then after the willow leaves and millet enter the water, there will inevitably be a vision, but the reality is very disappointing!

"I thought I could clean it up nearby, but it seems that I thought it was too simple." I shook my head: "Let's get ready to go into the water, let's hurry up and try to kill it before dark." ”

As I spoke, I called the middle-aged man and asked him with a serious face, "Is there any special situation in the neighborhood in the past few days?" ”

"Special circumstances?" The middle-aged man thought for a moment and nodded: "There have been a few special situations. ”

When the middle-aged man said these words to me, he had a feeling of reporting work, and he was meticulous in his speech, and his face was serious.

"From the moment we arrived at the canyon and set up camp, we didn't encounter anything special, but at 11:23 p.m. six days ago, there was a faint cry nearby, a bit like a man's cry, and the whole process lasted for two hours."

"I only heard crying, but I didn't see anything?" I asked.

"Didn't see anything." The man shook his head: "But the day after the cry appeared, the black figure began to emerge from the river. ”

"The figure would emerge from the river two or three times a day, sometimes during the day, sometimes at night, and it appeared in the river for varying lengths, the longest of which lasted for three hours and twenty minutes."

"Have you seen anything else besides this figure?" I asked cautiously.

The middle-aged man seemed to have thought of something, and the expression on his face became a little solemn, and he nodded.

"Yesterday afternoon, there was a black cloud of water in the river, and I can't tell what it was." The middle-aged man frowned, raised his finger and pointed to the cliff on his right: "It was like a cloud of ink gathered in a river, the whole body was irregular and circular, and it appeared from downstream, went upstream, swam very slowly, and finally disappeared under that cliff." ”

"Ink?" I was stunned for a moment, and said in my heart that this can't be the real body of that black water sin?!!

I really can't believe the words of the damn blind boss, what bullshit recuperates, what bullshit activity decreases, it's all fucking bullshit.

If the grandson's mobility is reduced, he can still swim up the river and run around?

"We'll push the ship down for you now." The middle-aged man looked back at the iron ship and said, "The engine on the ship is new, and it is not difficult to operate the outboard engine, if you don't know how to use it, I can accompany you there." ”

"I don't need to." Zhao Xiaosan said with a smile: "I've driven this thing many times, I'll just come." ”

"Okay." The man nodded.

"Brother Yuan, are these polishing marks on the bottom of the ship the iron powder processing you are talking about?" Zhao Qingluan squatted on the edge of the iron boat, touching it with his hand with curiosity on his face.

"Well, that's for separating yin and yang." I said, "Although this kind of thing cannot completely block our yang energy from penetrating into the water, the water of the Yellow River flows very fast, and the water in this section is not shallow, so it is very unlikely that the wronged can feel the yang energy. ”

Suddenly, Shen Han tugged at my clothes.

"The figure started moving."

Hearing this, I hurriedly looked back.

The figure, which was like black paint printed on the water, had changed from one size to another.

The figure is like a balloon blown by someone else, and it swells violently four or five times one second, and then shrinks back the next second without warning.

Before I could understand what this meant, I heard a cold explosion in the canyon, and the dark figure disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Have you heard this voice these days?" I asked the man.

"I've heard it, and I've heard it four times in total." The middle-aged man was also a little puzzled: "But the sound of the first few times was very small, and it was a little far worse than the strange sound this time." ”