The mist in the early morning has not yet drifted away, because Yidu is close to the Yangtze River, so the water vapor is heavier, and there is a feeling of wetness in the air, which is refreshing.

The sun slowly moving through the fog means that it is another sunny day.

The servants of the He family welcomed the guests into the dining room, where various breakfasts were already prepared for the guests to choose from.

After breakfast, He Lao appeared at the door of the restaurant: Have you rested? If that's all right, let's get out on the boat!

He Lao is the convener of this incident, and he is most concerned about this matter, plus this matter happened in the Jingjiang section under the jurisdiction of the He family, and if this matter is not settled for a day, the He family will not be able to live in peace for a day, and their various water transport dart businesses cannot be continued, and the company under the He family has fallen into a semi-paralyzed state in recent days.

Everyone went back to the room to pack up their things and came to the gate of the He house to gather.

Three black business vehicles lined up at the door, and He Lao waved his hand and signaled everyone to go.

This time, the He family was personally led by He Lao, followed by six masters of the He family, among whom there was a young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, who was the second son of the He family, named He Jialei. The face is ruddy, the bridge of the nose is firm, and he looks like a rich son.

The left arm of the seven members of the He family is all wrapped with black ribbons, symbolizing the memorial to the deceased brother.

Among the five major families, the He family dispatched seven people, the Huang family came with five people, the Lu family came with three people, the Cai family came with two, and the Geng family came with two people, a total of nineteen people, who boarded the business car one after another and drove to the dock at a gallop.

When they arrived at the wharf, nineteen people boarded the cargo ship that had been prepared and sailed out into the river.

Cargo ships are not large, with an estimated load of hundreds of tons, and are usually used to transport goods over short distances.

There was a mist floating on the surface of the river, and it was white, like entering a fantasy land.

It was quiet all around, only the roar of the engines.

We were all gathered on the spacious deck in the bow, and the river breeze was a little chilly against our faces.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

Starting from Yidu to the mouth of the lotus pond is not far away, the Jingjiang River is divided into the upper Jingjiang River and the lower Jingjiang River, the upper Jingjiang river is gentle and smooth, and the river channel of the lower Jingjiang is very tortuous, the lotus pond mouth is the www.biquge.info of the Biquge of the lower Jingjiang section. After the river reached the mouth of the lotus pond, the water quickly became turbulent. Bends also began to appear on the surface of the river, and the rolling Yangtze River water was like a galloping army, making a thunderous roar here.

After entering the Lotus Pond Mouth River section, He Lao's face began to become solemn: You must be vigilant, our He family's cargo ship had an accident in this area before!

Hearing what He Lao said, the atmosphere on the ship changed from depressing to heavy.

Everyone on the boat had tense faces, and their eyes were fixed on the river, as if something was about to emerge from under the water.

The turbid water of the Yangtze River kept pulling the whirlpool, and my heart was pounding, and even my breathing became rapid.

This is the first time I have followed my grandfather on a mission in the real sense, but I didn't expect to participate in the big task of the five major families joining forces, in addition to the strong sense of tension, there is an indescribable little excitement in my heart.

Gradually, the surface of the river became blurred, and the surrounding scene seemed to melt into the fog, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Huzi muttered: This fucking fog is really big!

Wrong! Lu Haolan groaned and said: This fog is a little weird!

We looked around and saw that there was fog on all sides, and that it was strangely grayish-black, like a black tide, tumbling and surging, and besieging our cargo ship in the center. In the end, the black fog was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved, like sticky ink, and when you reached out and gently flicked it, you could see the thick fog swaying like water waves.

Everyone on board held their breath, their weapons in their hands, and watched their surroundings vigilantly.

He Lao, this boat doesn't seem to be moving, Huang Liuye said suddenly.

Sure enough, the cargo ship we were on didn't seem to hear the roar of the engine after being surrounded by fog.

At this moment, the two He family men who were in charge of driving the cargo ship ran to the deck in a panic and shouted at He Lao: Oh no, old man, our engine is off

The engine stalled? What's going on? Go check it out! He Lao frowned.

We checked it out! The two replied.

What's with? He Lao asked.

The two looked at each other, and a look of panic flashed across their faces: the ship's engine was entangled in hair

Hair?!

Hair again?!

He Lao stomped his foot violently: Good guy, finally appeared!

Who's showing up?!

The woman in the bridal dress?

Last night, I heard from He Lao that they found a large number of strands of hair in the engine of the ebony wreck, which is very similar to what we are experiencing now.

The third master and I went to the engine room to have a look, and the others stayed on the deck to be on guard! Huzi said.

How old are you, is it up to you to decide here? A cold voice sounded behind him, and it turned out to be the second young master of the He family, the young He Jialei.

A young offspring actually dared to talk to Huzi in such a frivolous tone, and Huzi's face suddenly sank: What do you mean?

He Jialei glanced at Huzi contemptuously, with a condescending demeanor: This is the territory of the He family, so naturally he has to listen to the orders of the He family!

Jia Lei, step down! No big, no small! Is there a part of your interjection here? He Lao scolded, and then hugged his fist at Huzi and said: Xiao'er has been spoiled since he was a child, he speaks openly, he is not very sensible, and I hope I don't care!

He Jialei pouted, snorted coldly and retreated: I really don't know what you invited these three-legged cats to do!

This three-legged cat was very harsh, and everyone present frowned, but because of He Lao's face, they all endured it and did not have a seizure.

Before the tiger had an attack, Cai Sixi, who had always been taciturn, suddenly stood up, pointed at He Jialei and said coldly: Who do you say is the three-legged cat?

Cai Sixi's pupils burned with two clusters of anger, and his small hands turned into fists, clenching them with a clenching sound.

What's wrong? What's wrong with you're a three-legged cat? Older kids, weaned? He Jialei's gaze went from the top of Cai Sixi's head to his feet, full of deep contempt, and that stinky fish face made me want to rush up and slap him with two big ears.

Four joys, let's go! Huzi pulled Sixi to the computer room, Sixi, a stubborn boy, kept looking back at He Jialei. If eyes can kill, He Jialei must have been broken into thousands of pieces by Sixi.

Grandpa shook his head: I really don't know how the He family raised such a bastard thing?

Huzi smiled: It's not that I'm cheap, in my opinion, this He family will lose at the hands of this kid sooner or later, arrogant and ignorant! Arrogant and ignorant!

When I came to the computer room, the door of the computer room was hidden.

Huzi stretched out his hand and was about to push the door in, but Grandpa stopped Huzi: Be careful!

Huzi nodded, with a slight flick of his wrist, the soul chasing sword silently slid into his palm.

Then the tiger pressed against the wall and kicked open the iron door with his feet.

Squeak!

The iron door opened, and the scene in the computer room came into our eyes.

The entire computer room was densely packed with hair!

The strands of hair were tangled together like snakes, and they were still crawling, and they were disgusting.

I got a kick and goosebumps fell to the ground.

And those strands of hair seemed to be alive, and when they heard the sound, they actually crawled coiled towards the door.

Huzi snorted coldly, his hand raised his sword and fell, the blue light flashed, and the strands of hair close to him instantly turned into flying ashes.

Huzi walked into the machine room with the soul chasing sword, the soul chasing sword glowed with a cyan ghostly light, wherever the ghost light reached, those strands of hair desperately retreated, as if they were very afraid of the sword qi of the soul chasing sword.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Huzi pulled several sword flowers in a row, and the soul-chasing sword drew one circle after another, like cyan flowers blooming in the sky.

The hair wrapped around the engine turned to fly ash and sent wisps of black smoke.

The rest of the hair retreated into the corner of the machine room and gathered in a ball. Those strands of hair were surging in layers, like blooming stamens, spewing out clusters of rich ghostly energy. Looking at it in a flash, it seems that countless arms are waving, densely packed and chilling all over the body.

Call!

The strange mass of hair suddenly bloomed, like a black flower, and rushed straight towards Huzi, as if trying to wrap him in it.

Huzi is a master of art, and he does not avoid it, and the soul-chasing sword dances a brilliant sword shadow on his chest, and the blue light appears, and it transforms into a overlapping circle of light in front of Huzi, and those strands of hair are rolled into the aperture, and they are instantly twisted into ashes.

Hair was torn inch by inch, black smoke continued to rise, and a pungent fishy stench spread throughout the computer room.

Huzi forced the hair back into the corner, and at this time, the hair had become a very small ball, completely devoid of the momentum just now, and most of the hair had turned into ashes and disappeared.

Huzi's kung fu is really not covered, he raised his soul chasing sword high, ready to wipe out the last clump of hair.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the hair suddenly ejected out, turned into a ghost hand, opened its five fingers, fiercely grabbed Huzi's ankle, and then violently lifted Huzi upside down in midair.

Before we could react, we heard the sound of swishing, and countless strands of hair spread like lightning along the ankles of the tiger like swimming snakes. But in the blink of an eye, the tiger was tightly wrapped in it, like a chrysalis, hanging upside down on the roof, and dangling gently.

Not good! Grandpa raised his eyebrows and rushed into the computer room.

Swish!

A blue light suddenly shot out from the fine hair.

Immediately after, two, three

Suddenly, the chrysalis looked like a hedgehog with sharp thorns.

Dozens of sword lights burst out from it at the same time, and the worm chrysalis formed by the hair quickly turned into flying ashes in Huo Huo's sword light.

The black smoke drifted away, and the tiger turned over and fell to the ground, and put away the soul chasing sword in a dashing manner: It's done!