Jiuqu Yellow River Wanlisha

The waves are blowing from the end of the world

Now go straight to the Milky Way

Go to the morning glory and weaver girl's house

The boat swayed lightly, moving forward with waves of ripples. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The river is windless and incredibly quiet.

The sound of the surging Yellow River, the shrill whistle of fishing boats, and the noise of the flute on the shore all seemed to be alert to something at this moment, and they huddled into a corner that no one knew.

Mu Gou stood at the bow of the boat, looking out at the deserted river.

The ancient road of the Yellow River has been the mother river of the whole ancient China since ancient times, giving birth to countless legends and weirdness, the origin of life, the ancient primitive tribes, the dragon and the rain... What's more, it is said that the Yellow River is connected to the Styx, the cycle of life and death, and the life is to swim from the bottom of the Yellow River to the source of the Yellow River, and then enter the Styx・・・・・・

And there are countless strange and unpredictable things.

For example, the legend of the evil dragon after the great flood of the Yellow River once every few decades, such as the sarcophagus and crystal coffin that appeared at the bottom of the Yellow River, and the rumors of suppressing the dragon veins of the Yellow River...

Wait a minute!

Compared with the ever-changing dynasties of China, she is a continuous legend and history book, proud and awe-inspiring for countless Chinese sons and daughters!

And Mu Gou is also one of these countless Chinese children.

So in this rare vacation, I came to the Yellow River with the person I liked, but I didn't want to accidentally encounter a storm and was trapped in the river, and my girlfriend also fell into the Yellow River unintentionally because of a wave of wind and waves, and lost a trace.

Mu Gou stood at the bow of the boat in despair, looking at the slowly flowing Yellow River.

It only took half a day from the storm to the tranquility, and the Yellow River seemed to have played a big joke with him, and at this time he seemed to be able to hear the wild laughter and ridicule from the depths of the Yellow River!

The ship wandered silently, like a ghost.

The old man rowing the boat was expressionless, since Mu Gou saw him, he was such a face, he couldn't see any expression, it seemed that his emotions had been washed away by the Yellow River for a long time.

Time passed day by day.

The emergency boats came and went, and came and went, and finally became laid-back, merging with the recovered fishing boats.

And the boat that Mu Gou was riding was still floating soullessly.

Mu Gou was still standing at the bow of the boat, and the old man behind him was still rowing, as if he had not changed for a long time.

Seeing that Mu Gou's face was pale, and his cheeks had lost a whole circle due to his inability to keep up with nutrition, the old man behind him finally spoke, "Do you want to look for it again?" It's been a week!"

"Find!" Mu Gou opened his mouth, his voice unusually hoarse.

The old man did not reply, nor did he talk about the remuneration as he had at the beginning, but just rowed on his own.

After a long time, he suddenly said, "You can't find it!"

"Why?"

"Because they're dead!"

"I don't believe it!" Mu Gou bit his lip, and drops of blood slid down his lips.

The old man gently fiddled with the pulp in his hand, and his expression, which had remained unchanged like a zombie, suddenly changed. He smiled at Mu Gou and said, "Look!"

Mu Gou didn't have the heart to think about why the old man was smiling, because he followed the surface of the Yellow River that the old man pointed to.

I don't know when the ordinary Yellow River water became turbid and yellow, and corpses floated around, covering the entire Yellow River, and some corpses were standing in the river, their white faces were hideous...

Mu Gou's pupils shrank suddenly.

At this moment, a corpse dressed in white floated from the mouth of the river, as if knowing that it was being watched, and the figure slowly turned over, revealing a beautiful but miserable white face.

Mu Gou's body trembled, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was planted straight into the Yellow River, and there was no longer a sound.

The boat is swinging lightly!

In an instant, it was gone, like a nightmare from a dream, back to the dream・・・・・・