readx;? Mrs. Han's boat crossed the middle of the lake, and the speed of the boat suddenly slowed down, as if she had some scruples about us on the shore. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Tell Mrs. Han that I have no ill intentions. What's more, this wild lake built by the ghost bodhisattva is like a small water tray to me, useless and worthless. Invite Mrs. Han over, I just want to ask her two words, and I will never deliberately make things difficult. Yan Fohai said.

I waved to the lake, and Mrs. Han, standing at the bow of the boat, waved to me as well.

I put my hands to my mouth and shouted, "Madam, it's safe here, come here!"

Mrs. Han turned her head and said something, then retreated and sat in the middle of the boat.

Another person walked up to the bow of the boat and replied loudly: "Madame asked, what do the people of the King of Qin want from the Society? ”

I relayed Yan Fohai's words: "Tell Madame that the King of Qin will say that Mr. Fohai only wants to ask her two words, and nothing else." ”

The boat suddenly stopped, and its bow struck sideways.

"They're going to go back. Yan Fohai whispered.

I didn't think so, because I was amazed to see the faces of everyone on the boat, and their eyes were not directed at us, but at all sides. Usually, only people who are lost or besieged by enemies do this.

"Visions, they must have encountered illusions, trapped by something unseen!" I whispered.

Ghost hitting the wall is also an illusion, which was often seen in the former Jinan City, and the official aunt also told the neighbors more than once what the ghost hit the wall was about.

The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear. The trapped people are ignorant and ridiculous to outsiders.

The boat had stopped, and all the people on it, including Mrs. Han, were in a state of panic and confusion, as if they had encountered a "ghost hitting the wall" on the water.

Anyway, they were too impatient, and if they had come from the shore, at least such a strange thing would not have happened. I looked in all directions, and there was an improvised dock directly below the platform, where a wooden boat with a single oarled boat was docked.

"You wait, I'll row to save them. I said.

Yan Fohai groaned for a while, and immediately followed me: "Let's go together." I'd like to see what the ghost bodhisattva left behind under the water?"

We walked more than fifty steps west, crossed the pier, untied the cable from the wooden boat, and jumped onto the boat. I don't know if it's psychological, but this time I feel very light on my hands when paddling. Changing the buoyancy of a body of water can be used for many purposes. It has been advertised in scientific magazines that a man who is not a good swimmer has improved his swimming skills by leaps and bounds after going to the Dead Sea, because the buoyancy in the waters of the Dead Sea is much higher than that of ordinary water.

The ghost bodhisattva has studied illusions very deeply, and even thought of a way to improve the buoyancy of the water body, which is really unprecedented and unprecedented in the history of metaphysics.

Yan Fohai stood on the bow of the boat, with his arms outstretched, facing the wind on the lake. From behind, his figure is not strong, and he does not have the arrogance to look at the world. However, his ambition is too great, and he can fit the earth and the universe in his chest.

I admire such people, but I don't appreciate them.

The earth is the earth for all, and the universe is the universe for all the inhabitants of the starry sky. No hegemon can realize the fantasy of a single man in the universe. Those big people with extremely inflated ambitions will only explode like soap bubbles in the end and disappear into the smoke clouds of history.

As everyone said, Jinan is a big city in the Central Plains, with infinite depth and breadth of inclusiveness.

When the heroes of Tiannan and Haibei arrived in Jinan, they couldn't turn over their roots at all. Either they were wiped out or assimilated, and eventually they became part of the city of Jinan.

This is the charm of Jinan, lotus flowers on three sides and willows on four sides, a city of spring and half a city lake. Jinan people love spring water, and spring water also nourishes Jinan people. If outsiders collide with the spring, it will definitely not last long.

"Straight to the past, break through the illusion. Yan Fohai said loudly.

He was originally a famous thaumaturgist, and at this moment he had absorbed Mr. Mo's brainpower, so I trusted his judgment and paddled hard, and the boat cleaved the waves forward, like a big fish with its back exposed.

Suddenly, I heard music on the surface of the lake, in front of me, left and right, everywhere.

I looked to the left and right, and there was only rippling waves on the lake, and the rest was empty. The lake is empty, and even the sound produced by the powerful top-of-the-line speakers is diluted. It couldn't have been so clear.

At this moment, the boat was only about fifteen meters away from Mrs. Han's boat. In just half a minute, the two boats can converge. Behind the boat on the other side was the reeds infested by black swans.

The sound of music suddenly became high-pitched, and in an instant, a flock of black swans flew up in the reeds, straight up, like a harrier drilling into the sky.

This is a very unusual situation, because it is not the way black swans fly, and their body structure is not destined to rise or fall in a straight line. Moreover, in this situation of rapid take-off, the black swans did not scream, but flew silently in groups.

I was slightly distracted by the strange flying posture of the black swan, and as soon as I withdrew my gaze, I noticed that the shores of the lake were rising rapidly on all sides, obscuring my vision.

In such a panic that I forgot to paddle and just kept my eyes wide open and stared at the shore of the lake that was gradually rising to the clouds.

"It can't be...... I have only heard of the water level rising and overflowing, but no one has ever seen the shore of the lake rise - unless it is an earthquake that causes the mountains to shake and the shore of the lake to fall...... I did not say these words, but I secretly speculated in my heart.

By the end, I couldn't see the shore of the lake or what was outside it, and the wild lake had turned into a huge iron pot that carried our two boats inside.

Suddenly, it dawned on me: "It's not the shore of the lake that is rising, it's the water level that is falling." ”

At this moment, the boat made a gam, and it had hit a large rock at the bottom of the water, and immediately leaned to the right.

There was no water left around the hull, only gray silt and dark brown water plants.

I understood that the real situation was that a large hole suddenly opened at the bottom of the lake, and the water poured out, and both boats fell into the mud at the same time. The depth of the water in the lake is at least about 10 meters, and according to the volume formula, the bottom of the lake needs at least a dozen huge drainage pipes to achieve instant diversion of the lake.

At this moment, the two boats were no more than five meters apart, and I could clearly see the expressions on the faces of everyone on the opposite boat.

Obviously, they can't see me and the sea of words.

The men were still in a state of panic, but they did not jump off the ship to escape, but just stood still, looking in different directions.

The boat was parked in the mud and could not move.

Before, standing on the shore and looking at the lake, a wind blew, the lake water sparkled, and the scenery was breathtaking. But at that time, no one would have imagined that when the lake disappeared, the scene at the bottom of the lake would be so terrifying.

The field of view was grayish-brown, except for the silt, the rhizomes of half-dead aquatic plants. Inside the mud, trapped fish and shrimp are struggling in vain. The tail of the big fish constantly slaps the tidal flats, making a monotonous "pop" sound.

Strangely, I couldn't see any drains at the bottom of the lake. Of course, this is an artificial lake, and the possibility of setting up drainage pipes is almost non-existent, because there is no need for drainage at all, only a procedure for releasing water into the lake.

I couldn't help but mutter, "Where did the lake go, and how did this happen?"

"Step on the stones, and you can get to that boat. Yan Buddha Hai pointed forward.

There are dozens of stones scattered in the mud, all of which have a corner exposed, which can indeed be used as stepping stones.

"Wait. I said.

If you leave the boat in a hurry, once the lake that has magically disappeared comes back in a turbulent water, then no matter which rock you stand on, you will turn into duckweed in the water.

"Are you scared?" asked Yan Fohai.

I shook my head: "I'm not afraid, but I can't blindly send him to death." ”

Yan Fohai sneered: "How can it be sent to death? You are obviously afraid." ”

At this time, I clearly thought of the instant disappearance of the water in the Five Dragons Pond in my mind.

It was a vision, but it was so real that I had seen it with my own eyes.

I tried my best to think about it, but at that time, the plot and pictures became more and more blurry, like a stained ink painting, and I couldn't see it clearly. I don't know what will happen after the lake disappears.

"I'll go, you're on the boat. If something happens, come and save me by rowing a boat. Yan Fohai said.

I couldn't influence his movements, so I nodded.

Yan Fohai got off the boat, first jumped on the stone one meter away from the bow of the boat, and then jumped all the way to the left front, and soon approached the ship.

In my opinion, as long as he stretches out his hand, he can climb the boat and turn over on the boat.

It was then that his body suddenly stopped, and he slammed into an invisible "wall".

At the time of the collision, his center moved forward in a straight line with the leg lifting, and when he hit it, his castration was blocked, his body fell, and he stepped into the mud.

"Fuck ......" The sudden change made him blurt out a swear word.

The mud was very deep, and as soon as he fell, his body sank, and in the blink of an eye, his calves, thighs, and waist were deep in it. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, holding the corner of the stone beside him with both hands, and gradually stabilized, no longer sinking.

I tried to save him, but the boat couldn't move, and the only thing I could do was jump over and pull him out.

"What's up ahead? He didn't worry about his own safety, but pointed forward.

I opened my eyes wide and saw that there was just a boat on the other side, and then between us and the boat, there was only transparent air.

"Nothing, empty. What did you bump into?" I asked.

"It's like a glass wall—" Yan Fohai disregarded his own safety and reached forward to touch it. When he stopped again, both palms were in the air, as if they were attached to a wall.

"It's really the wall. He said.

At this point, we can't justify ourselves at all.

"The ghost hits the wall. I muttered.

Mrs. Han and a boatload of people were over there, and Yan Fohai and I were on this side, separated by a colorless and invisible "ghost wall", which was obviously close at hand, but it was impossible to meet.