I was sitting in the car practicing my exercises when suddenly the sedan slammed on the brakes and almost ejected me from the back seat.

"What's wrong?" I fluttered in fright and slapped my little heart.

The driver who drove us pointed ahead.

"Let a funeral procession block the road ahead! If the funeral procession doesn't leave, our car won't be able to pass!"

I sat in the back seat, craned my neck and looked out of the front window.

I saw that not far in front of us, there was a mighty team of funeral people.

It seemed to be the villagers of some village, carrying a pair of brown and yellow solid wood coffins, many people wearing white clothes and blowing trumpets, but for some reason, these mourners did not move forward, but were frozen in place, and the crowd was also chaotic!

The funeral procession could have at least thirty or forty people, and the road ahead was so narrow that only one car could pass. These people do not disperse, and our cars simply have no way to get ahead.

Sun Hanhan also craned his neck and looked out of the car window.

"Huh! Is there something wrong with my ears? How do I sound like someone is screaming for help!"

I held my breath and pricked up my ears to listen. What Sun Hanhan said seems to be true, someone is really calling for help!

Curious, I opened the door and got out of the car first. Sun Hanhan also got out of the car with me.

When we walked into the crowd, we found that the crowd of the funeral procession was all in a hurry.

Everyone gathered around, and there was a river on the left-hand side of the farther up.

I stood on tiptoe through the crowd and looked into the creek. I saw that in the middle of the river, there seemed to be a strong young man who had accidentally fallen into the water.

The young man did not have much water, and drifted farther and farther, and had already drifted to the center. The young man plopped and struggled in the river, desperately shouting for help!

And the crowds of these funeral processions on the shore are all in a hurry. Some men rushed to drag their clothes by the river, as if they were about to go down to the river.

Some women stood on the shore and stamped their feet anxiously. Someone is drowning, but it is important to save people!

I can't care about it so much, but fortunately, I know how to water, and the clothes on my body are not cumbersome, young and powerful.

I immediately took off my suit jacket, plunged into the river, and swam desperately towards the center of the river.

By the time I swam to the middle of the river, the young man was already plopping in the middle of the river and I don't know how much water he had poured in.

I stopped one of the lad's arms and put him on my shoulder, ready to swim back with him.

But the young man was still struggling to toss in the water.

"I, my feet are entangled in something!" The young man said with great difficulty.

"I guess it's a water weed!" I responded, then took a deep breath, pinched my nose with one hand, and dived straight underwater.

Sure enough, the young man's right foot, foot and neck were tangled in a very messy green weed.

I still carry a steel knife and dagger in my trouser pocket, and a self-defense tool in my pocket, which is a habit of traveling far away.

I took out a steel knife and dagger, and with three plus five divided by two, I cut off all these aquatic plants. Then I floated to the surface again, and the young man's leg seemed to have some cramps. At this time, I didn't care so much, and dragged one of the young man's arms in the water, dragging him desperately towards the riverbank.

Just as I was about to reach the shore, the crowd of the funeral procession had already begun to go down the river to meet me.

Three or four men jumped into the river and came to pick me up and the boy. I hitched the lad on top of them, and one of them swam ashore first.

Not long after going ashore, the young man was also rescued by everyone. The young man had leg cramps, choked on a lot of water, and the whole person was lying on the ground, his body convulsions. The eyeballs are also a little white!

This is the simplest cramp plus drowning, I asked everyone to lay the young man flat on the ground, then walked to the left side of the young man's body, squatted down half of his body, pressed the young man's chest with both hands, and pressed desperately hard.

After about a few compressions in a row, the young man gushed out of his lungs

of the estuary. vomited three or four mouthfuls in a row, and this life can be regarded as picking it up!

Then there was the young man's cramped body, and I asked Sun Hanhan to help me hold the young man's upper body, along his waist, and then slowly push the two legs down.

First slammed my right leg, my hands were firm and strong tightly along the young man's right leg down, to the ankle when near the ankle, in the sudden lifting of the right leg and a hard fall, this is the tendon!

Shake the right leg a few times, just the right leg vein, followed by the left leg!

I also held the base of the young man's left thigh tightly with both hands, and then pushed it down little by little until I reached the young man's ankle, and suddenly, I found that there was a big black slap mark on the young man's ankle.

This black slap print is not visible to ordinary people with the naked eye. Only I know that this is a ghost mudra! And it was just caught.

The reason why the young man drowned was not because his feet were entangled in aquatic weeds, but because he was dragged into the water by a fierce ghost.

At this moment, I saw that the coffin carried by the funeral team had a distinct black gas.

It seems that this young man has offended the dead man in the coffin!

Being dragged into the water by a fierce ghost, ordinary people have no way to rescue him, that is, because I have a strong yang qi in my body, so I will retreat from the yin qi and easily save this young man to the shore!

At this moment, the young man slowly opened his eyes and woke up completely.

A man and a woman ran out of the funeral procession, both of whom looked old. The man and the woman squatted beside the young man, and the woman wiped her tears desperately, and the man nodded to me again and again to say thank you.

This elderly man and woman are the parents of the young man.

The young man's mother said to her son while wiping her tears with her hands.

"Big Niu, let's not go to the funeral! It must be Treiffen who won't forgive you! Let's go home!". net

I looked coldly, the drowning guy lying on the ground who had just opened his eyes. This young man has a dark face, and he is already very obviously haunted by ghosts, if I guess correctly, tonight, the fierce ghost will definitely come to the door again and find a way to claim this young man's life!

Sun Hanhan saw the young man wake up and whispered in my ear.

"Master, let's go! Can you discuss with this funeral procession and let our car pass first. We're in a hurry!"

Oh, yes! On one side is the urgent chicken feather letter of the Maoshan faction, but now there are obviously people in trouble in front of me.

A young man in the prime of life is haunted by fierce ghosts, and if I drive away in a moment, this young man will be in a place of no return late tonight!