Chapter 212: Heartburn Warmth
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The boat boss suddenly shouted in surprise: "We are saved, this is the Yellow River ballad sung by the Yellow River hydraulics, we have saved ・・・・・・"
Listening to this man's voice is a person, how powerful can the evil Yellow River Plumber who was said in the mouth of the boat boss be able to clean up this dense large piece of floating corpses? Even Lin Zhengying may not be able to do it.
As soon as they heard that the Yellow River sailors who specialized in fishing for these floating corpses were coming, everyone immediately shook their spirits, and the boat boss jumped up in surprise, holding an oar high, and shouted: "Master, come and save us・・・・・・
Strange to say, since the distant ethereal song sounded, I felt that the attack strength of the floating corpse was obviously much weaker, as if it was instantly soft and weak.
The ethereal song sang again, and the black clouds in the sky revealed a faint light, as if a knife had cut the curtain of the sky.
The floating corpses were no longer attacking, and they were all floating in a hurry.
A small boat suddenly appeared in front of our eyes, and on board a man wearing a hat, he rowed with his head down, and he couldn't see what it looked like.
This man's boat appeared in front of our eyes, and the floating corpses suddenly disappeared, not like me, he would fish for a boatload of dead corpses.
The floating corpses were gone, the sky was clear, the wind and the sunny weather made people feel that it was just a dream, and it was our ship that proved that it was not a dream, and it did sink, and the rickety water had flooded our stomachs.
From the time I heard his distant song to the time he appeared before our eyes, that is, two minutes, he seemed to have come down from the sky, but we were almost drowning to the neck, and he rocked the boat slowly, as if he was not a first aider, and he did not row the boat to us after several minutes.
The little husband and wife boat boss and the sturdy short man all shouted for help.
Finally, the boat of the Yellow River corpse collector rowed in front of us, this is a rough man in his fifties, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a standard Chinese face.
As soon as the boat approached us, several of them rushed to swim towards the boat, and I took Qing'er's hand to keep our bodies balanced, and let them get on the boat first.
When the corpse man's boat came to us, I couldn't find the corpse he had fished up, and where had the dense corpses that looked like dead fish turning their stomachs gone?
Isn't this corpse digger some kind of magic weapon like a cloth bag, turning those floating corpses into the size of a grain of rice?
"Let them go up first, they all rush to get on the boat, and they will overturn the boat." I said to Qing'er.
Could it be that a so-called legendary Yellow River corpse collector can deal with so many floating corpses, and how big can he drive a boat to accommodate so many floating corpses?
The boat of the corpse collector is not big, it is okay to squeeze three or five people, after they all go up, the corpse collector will not let anyone go up again, and only me and Qing'er are left, I shouted to the corpse collector: "Cross the girl first, don't leave the girl in the water, the men will wait." ”
Uncle Corpse Scoop thought that the girl I was talking about was me, and he looked at me with a lot of doubts, how do you see how I don't look like a girl.
"She's a girl, cross her first." I pointed at Qing'er and said.
Only then did the corpse digging uncle realize that the person next to me was too delicate, and it was indeed a daughter, and said, "Which brother will take the next boat?" ”
"I'm not leaving, I'm going to go with you." Qing'er said to me.
None of the many men on the boat made a sound, you looked at me, I looked at you, hoping that someone would volunteer to stand up.
"Which brother will take the next boat?" The corpse digger asked again.
Still no one agreed.
"Little brother, no one really got off the boat, what do you say?" The corpse digger asked me.
"The shipwreck we stepped on is about to sink, and now the river is very cold, a girl has been in the ice water for a long time, I'm afraid I can't stand it, uncle, you have to think of a way." I'm very polite to say.
"Don't ask him, I still insist on staying, and when they come back, we'll go together." Qing'er said that this girl is a straight person.
"Since you can still hold on, and now that no one has taken the initiative to give way, I can't push the people I rescued into the river again, so I can only send these five friends to the shore first, and then pick up the two." After the corpse collector finished speaking, he was about to leave the boat.
"Cousin Huang, these floating corpses are all guided by the jade wrench you touched, you should be responsible, you are a big man, did you leave a woman in the water and ignore it?" I named a person, in fact, the wreck under my feet has gone to the weight of the five of them, and it is no longer sinking, and it is completely possible to wait for the next ferry of the corpse collectors, but I am really a little unwilling to let Qing'er stay in the water all the time.
"Brother, I also want to stay and put your woman on the boat, but I am not good at water, in case there is a mistake, my little life will be gone, and there are three unfilial pieties, no queen is the greatest, our husband and wife have no children, if I am gone, how can I be worthy of the ancestors of our Huang family." Cousin Huang said helplessly.
Uncle Corpse's boat has been rowed away, I really can't get anyone to come down and replace Qing'er, this is all the fault of courtesy, in fact, with Qing'er's skills and water nature, it is effortless to squeeze into the boat, but in order to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor, I insisted on boarding the boat last, and let her accompany me to suffer in the water, which is my fault.
Uncle Scooper's boat drove away, and none of the people who fought side by side on the boat under my guidance looked back at us, and we stepped on the sunken ship under our feet, floating on the murky water, but fortunately, the sun was still shining on our heads, and we could feel a trace of warmth.
"If only you squeezed into the boat first." I say.
"I'll squeeze it up first, what's the good of you soaking in the water?" She said.
"It's like two people are in water." I say.
"I'm here in case you are in any danger, I can save you, you are not as good as me, the river is so big, I can't find you if I fall." She said.
When I said this, I felt a heartburn warmth, but the water wasn't really cold.
Like eating honey, my hands and feet began to be restless, (don't get me wrong, look at the following first, - the text below.) Although my hands and feet were soaked in the water, I always felt that the posture in the water was not right, or I felt that my posture was not cool and handsome, and I wanted to find a more handsome posture, but my feet slipped, and the shipwreck began to shake, and it seemed that a big fish touched the shipwreck, and the shipwreck quickly left our feet.
And I lost the support of the sunken ship at my feet, and my body fell into the turbid Yellow River. (To be continued.) )