In the Weiyang Palace of the Imperial City, there was a commotion, endlessly, after three rounds of drinking, except for the few who were in charge, the rest of the people were all drunk heartily, and no one noticed that a few men in black robes quietly slipped out from the side door.

In the Weishui River, Xu Jianping fell into the undercurrent in the water, and ate a few mouthfuls of the water of the Weihe River, and a strange smell instantly filled his mouth and nose, but Xu Jianping couldn't care about it at the moment, so he had to shake his limbs desperately, trying to break free from the pulling force of the whirlpool, but manpower was limited after all, two minutes later, due to the lack of oxygen for a long time, Xu Jianping's limbs gradually weakened, and he could no longer move his arms, and rushed towards the whirlpool along the undercurrent.

In a trance, Xu Jianping seemed to see his parents, that night, that festive but tragic night, was he going to die? Mother, Daddy, the baby is coming for you! The eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and I'm tired, so let's rest in peace over there! It's just that I hate it very much......

It seemed that the sky sensed Xu Jianping's unwillingness, and a bright moon shone through the dark clouds, and the sassy moonlight swayed down, imprinted on the clear river, indicating the arrival of light.

Suddenly, a white figure flashed quickly, it was a "drought", I saw it stretch out his hands from the back and grab Xu Jianping's armpits, two powerful back grasps were nailed under the riverbed, no matter how the suction of the undercurrent turned, its hind limbs that grabbed the ground did not move, but at this time, the "drought" due to the previous battle, the muscles between its chest and abdomen had long been fragmented, and now only a skeleton was left to support its body, under the turbulent river water, The minced flesh attached to his body was directly washed away, and when he got closer, he saw that the current white-haired "drought fish" was a pair of bones.

I saw the white-haired "drought fish" dragging Xu Jianping with both hands, and the hind limbs were forced, moving step by step towards the outer circle of the whirlpool, although the drought fish has lived in Weishui for a long time, but if it is in normal times, the "drought fish" will detour as much as possible when encountering this undercurrent, after all, no one will be stupid to run inside, but now it is already in it, then it can only know the difficulties.

The white-haired Cui Yong froze, stretched out his tongue and licked the two sharp fangs, and sighed secretly in his heart, "I don't know what the relationship between this kid and Ting'er is, but let her save her regardless of life and death." ”

One step, two steps, the white-haired Cui Yong dragged Xu Jian, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and slowly left the center of the whirlpool, but his weak body was getting slower and slower, and he was getting weaker and weaker.

The white-haired Cui Yong hurriedly grabbed one of Xu Jianping's arms with one hand, landed on three toes, stabilized his body, and waited until the undercurrent had passed, and hurriedly moved, so after a toss, the two finally came to the edge of the whirlpool, and the white-haired Cui Yong saw a dead tree floating on the river, and saw the opportunity, grabbed Xu Jianping's waist with both hands, and threw it towards the dead tree with all his strength, and the strong backlash force directly pushed the white-haired Cui Yong into the whirlpool.

"Daddy!" On the isolated island, the red sleeves were ruthlessly staring at this place, and when they saw this scene, their hearts couldn't help but tighten, and they shouted loudly.

It's just that the white-haired "drought" that fell into the undercurrent again has disappeared above the river at this time, but when the "drought" with excellent spiritual knowledge entered the water, in a trance, he heard the most sincere shout, and the white-haired Cui Yong smiled knowingly, spread his limbs, and cracked the fangs and yellow mouth, "That's it, at least twenty-four years of waiting has not been in vain." ”

A powerful undercurrent came again, and in just an instant, the white-haired Cui Yong completely disappeared into the Wei River.

"Dad, Xu Jianping......" shouted ruthlessly and loudly, at this time she no longer has the manly spirit of the past, no one is born strong, everything is just the tribulation of life.

On the dead tree, Xu Jianping did not wake up, with the flow of Weishui, Xu Jianping followed the dead tree and floated downstream, and after three minutes, there was no more two people in the ruthless field of vision.

On the moon, a gust of wind hit, on the lonely boat, the fisherman Zhang Hongquan was carrying today's harvest to the house, and it was about to be a moment, the mother-in-law at home must be in a hurry, Zhang Hongquan couldn't help but speed up the speed of the oar.

There was a "bang", and the hull of the ship was like hitting something.

Zhang Hongquan hurriedly put down the oars, walked to the stern of the boat, looked at it, and thought it had hit a reef, but it turned out to be just a dead tree. Zhang Hongquan stretched out his hands and lifted one end of the dead tree, wanting to push it farther away, "Huh", no, there seems to be something moving on the dead tree?

It turned out that this collision shook Xu Jianping's chest, who was lying on the dead tree, and with a "wow" sound, the sludge and sewage in his mouth were directly knocked out.

"Hell!"

Seeing this, Zhang Hongquan was frightened half to death, threw his hands directly, his legs were weak, and he sat on the stern deck.

"Vomit ......"

On the dead tree, Xu Jianping was in a daze, vomited a bunch, and a bunch again, and finally vomited the things in his stomach clean, "I'm a human, not a ghost, don't be afraid!" Pull me over first. ”

Zhang Hongquan heard someone speak, and finally understood, it turned out that he met a person who fell into the water, but this big night, the river was cold, just think about it, Zhang Hongquan hurriedly grabbed the dead tree, and with both hands, the dead tree slowly leaned towards the hull of the boat, and when it reached Xu Jianping's body, he grabbed his arms with both hands, and with a force, Xu Jianping, who was a hundred pounds, was directly dragged over, but this technique was really an old fisherman.

"Ahem! Thank you, dare to ask where this is and what time is it? ”

Because he had been soaked in the water for too long, and his body had not recovered, he coughed a few times.

Seeing this, Zhang Hongquan walked into the cabin, took out a ball of coarse linen clothes and put it on Xu Jianping's body, and replied with concern, "This son, this place is the waters of Yuxi Village, I don't know the specific time." After saying that, he scratched the back of his head embarrassedly.

"Hmm" Xu Jianping snorted, looked up at the moon, and estimated that it should not be there yet, but he didn't know if he had time to rush to the Imperial City of Kyoto, and he couldn't help but be a little anxious, "This big brother, can you send it to Kyoto, there is something important in the next, and you must rush to the capital as soon as possible." ”

Fisherman Zhang Hongquan was a little embarrassed, and grabbed his grip, "It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I go to Kyoto from here, go upstream, the big boat is feasible, and my small boat, I'm afraid I won't be able to get to Kyoto." With that, he pointed to Kyoto, where the silhouette was faintly visible, and said.

Xu Jianping was stunned for a moment, but he forgot about this, if the waterway is not good, then by land, Xu Jianping hurriedly said, "Brother Lao sent a certain person to the nearest official road." ”

This place is not far from Kyoto, and there are official roads near Kyoto, as long as there are official roads, there are post stations, and there are post stations, and there are horses, so you can find a post station to borrow horses and rush to Kyoto.

So, the two of them quickly approached the land official road, and in the imperial city, the white-haired old man was sitting in the hall of the Ministry of Rites, drinking tea peacefully, and looked at the semi-circular moon outside from time to time.