Chapter 63: Crossing the River!
"Is there anything like a hairpin? I don't see you have it on your head. Zhao Changhe suddenly asked.
"Yes, I have it in my bag." Cui Yuanyang didn't know what he was doing, so he took out a golden hairpin from the small package in his arms: "Is this okay?" ”
Sure enough, it's a woman's bag, both worlds are the same, and it looks small, just like Doraemon's pocket, and there is everything.
"Yes." Zhao Changhe grabbed the hairpin, slashed the sharp end with a steel knife, and quickly got out of the cabin. After thinking about it, he felt that it was inconvenient for this heavy steel knife to go underwater, so he stayed on the boat, went to get the thin knife for picking fish, stuck it in the waistband of his trousers, and plunged into the water.
Cui Yuanyang hurriedly went to control the boat, and only then did he see the scene that Zhao Changhe said, and there were indeed many boats approaching behind him, and the originally peaceful river inexplicably had a sense of oppression like a water war, and it was really not normal to look at it.
Several of the ships were still close and looked like they were almost within range of the arrows.
Not to mention whether the fish is poisonous or not, even if it is not poisonous, it is really good to eat fish there, I am afraid that it will not be long before the family can eat the feast......
Cui Yuanyang anxiously rowed to the opposite shore of the boat, his eyes glancing at the ripples on the water from time to time, not knowing what happened to Zhao Changhe in the water......
No, he, can he swim!
In the examinable career of Zhao Changhe, Zhao Cuo, Luojiazhuang, and Beibi all belong to places where there are only Qingxi and Shuitanzi.
No one knows why Zhao Changhe can swim, but Zhao Changhe can really swim, and the water is quite good......
He plunged into the water, and sure enough, at first sight, he saw the captain at the bottom of the boat, and he felt a chisel to work. It is not convenient to act underwater, and the chisel of the captain has only opened a shallow pit, and the sound of Zhao Changhe entering the water has already alarmed him, and he is also very surprised when he turns his head.
This Zhao Changhe's awakening and decisiveness, is it really not long after he first appeared in the rivers and lakes? If this is not an old Jianghu, then it can only be one possibility: a natural Jianghu guest.
The thought flashed, and the captain showed his cruelty slightly, abandoned the bottom of the boat, pulled out a water-splitting thorn and swam towards Zhao Changhe.
Whether or not to swim and underwater ability, those are two different things. Not to mention anything else, just whether you can open your eyes underwater or not, this is all to be deliberately practiced, how can Zhao Changhe deliberately practice this? Not to mention breathing and moving underwater, the people in the rivers and lakes who are begging for a living on the water are even suitable for these, holding their breath for a longer time, using the power of the water flow more smoothly, even if the land gods come to the water, they have to coil in the water!
Sure enough, in front of Zhao Changhe, the water thorn pierced out, Zhao Changhe pulled out the fish knife and opened it, and with one movement, he could clearly feel Zhao Changhe's jerky underwater, his eyes could only be half-open and half-closed, and his actions were obviously not as vigorous as on the shore.
Gong Gong secretly said in his heart If your Zhao Changhe technique stops here, you can die here now, and I am also a triple entrance, I don't know if it can directly replace your ranking in the Book of Troubled Times?
The thought flashed, and he kicked his leg slightly, and he had already bullied Zhao Changhe even more. Zhao Changhe's fish knife was cut a little awkwardly, and it was clamped under the armpit by the captain's extremely skillful hand, which happened to be reversed from the battle in the cabin just now.
The captain showed a hint of a smile, and the water thorn in his right hand stabbed at Zhao Changhe's chest viciously.
However, just as he was twisting at this close range, Zhao Changhe's pursed lips suddenly spit out.
A broken golden hairpin head is wrapped in internal force and sprays out!
Caught off guard at such a close distance, even if the speed of this golden hairpin is actually quite slow in the water, it still becomes the death knell in the eyes of the captain.
He was horrified and wanted to dodge, but it was too late to get so close, and the hairpin had already shot viciously into his eye sockets.
Blood gushed out, and the captain instinctively exhaled in pain, but the river water poured in instantly, and no sound could be made.
What the hell are we killers playing yin or are you killers playing yin, how can we be more insidious than us!
These were the last thoughts of the captain.
In fact, before he died, he still stabbed Zhao Changhe in the chest, but he lost his strength, and Zhao Changhe grabbed his wrist with his left hand, and it was only less than an inch into the flesh...... But the water-splitting thorn is quenched with poison.
It's not just Zhao Changhe who can play yin......
Zhao Changhe didn't have time to pay attention to the injuries and toxins, and used his internal strength to forcibly press the poison, and the right hand that was clamped was forcefully withdrawn, and the fish knife flew backwards suddenly.
The thin blade swirled, slashing through the throat of the boatwoman who was striking behind her.
The boatlady's eyes widened, and she couldn't understand it at all.
I was seriously injured on my back, and I was going to leave, but when I saw that there was an opportunity to entangle here, I wanted to come over to Yin Zhao Changhe. As a result, Zhao Changhe turned his back on himself during the fierce battle, how did he know that he sneaked over to sneak attack, and he could know where his throat was so accurately?
How the hell did he know?
No one can tell the captain who is playing yin, and no one can tell the boat lady how Zhao Changhe saw the back. Zhao Changhe clutched the wound on his chest, rushed out of the water in a hurry, and breathed heavily.
It seems to be simple and bright without a few movements, but in fact, it has been quite a long time, two or three minutes, and if it was usually suffocated. If it weren't for Xia Longyuan's internal strength that could provide internal circulation for a short time, he wouldn't have been able to play such a sharp killing game.
Zhao Changhe was thinking for a while, if this internal skill is practiced to the end, can it really be completely turned into internal breath and no longer need to breathe?
The situation did not allow him to think about the exercises here, Zhao Changhe endured the pain of the wound and the ravages of toxins, and looked at the scene in front of him.
Cui Yuanyang said that rowing "knows a little", that's really just "a little", at most it's just learning to play, who usually lets the eldest lady do this kind of rough work herself...... At the moment, her speed of rowing and docking may not be much better than the speed of drifting downstream, that is, the level at which she will not spin in place. The river is quite wide, and seeing that there is still a short distance from the shore, the boats in the rear have been getting closer and closer, and Zhao Changhe can already see someone trying to stretch his bow and arrows.
At this time, his position happened to be between Cui Yuanyang's ship and the ship coming from the rear, and the distance was about the same anywhere. Zhao Changhe jumped up without thinking, stepped on the waves, and boarded the boat in the rear in an instant.
A few people were eye-checking whether the distance was suitable for archery, and suddenly a person jumped up in the water, and they were all startled.
Zhao Changhe no longer had any weapons at hand, so without saying a word, he smashed his fist on the temple of the bearer, grabbed the bow and arrow, and made a neat back flip and went directly into the water.
The people on the boat only reacted now, and shouted in unison: "It's Zhao Changhe!" Kappa and water eagles may have been planted! ”
"He didn't have enough light skills to return to the ship so far! Look at him there! Quick, shoot him! ”
It's a pity that a beat was slow in the chaos, when someone opened a bow and aimed at Zhao Changhe, he had already swam more than half a distance, and soon stepped on the waves, flew in the air, and quickly approached Cui Yuanyang, who was docking: "Yangyang!" Rope under your feet! Throw it over and pick me up! ”
Cui Yuanyang decisively abandoned the oars, bent down to pick up the thick rope tied to the boat under his feet, and shook it hard.
Zhao Changhe caught it in the air, and one flew back to the bow of the boat with his strength, and the arrows behind him rained down, and none of them came close to him.
Cui Yuanyang only had one sentence left in his heart, this is not a god, what is a god!
But the god in his heart landed on the bow of the boat, and soon stumbled, and his face turned pale.
Cui Yuanyang saw the blood stains on his chest, which were already black: "You have been poisoned!" ”
"Well, I'll play yin, and others will know more." Zhao Changhe leaned the side of the boat, still laughing: "Rely on it, Duobao Fulori, you won't let me down, right?" ”
Cui Yuanyang didn't have the heart to joke with him, so he hurriedly opened the small package in his arms, took out a pill and stuffed it directly into his mouth: "All kinds of poisonous and symptomatic medicines are different!" The Cui family doesn't have an elixir! ”
"It's enough to ease the oppression." Zhao Changhe felt it, and sure enough, there was a medicinal power that was suppressing the toxin and no longer spreading. He was satisfied enough to smile and pick up his knife, cut around the wound, and cut the poisoned rotten flesh clean.
Blood was gushing out, but there was nothing suitable for bandaging, and the cloth visible here was dirtier than the other, and the messy bandaging was infected.
Zhao Changhe didn't pay much attention to it, took the wine gourd and poured it around the wound, and stood up again. Turning his head, he saw that the nearest ship in the rear had already entered the firing range, and the other party had a lot of arrows with his bow and arrow.
Zhao Changhe grabbed the bow and arrow he had just snatched, and directly filled the string, and the arrow was like a meteor.
With a "tense" sound, the sail of the opponent's ship suddenly fell, and the speed of the wind slowed down suddenly, and the next moment the arrows fell like locusts all over the sky, but they happened to be out of range, and at most they shot on the board.
Zhao Changhe took advantage of this time to retrieve his steel knife, put the bow on his body, and tied the quiver. After getting fit, he sighed slightly, glanced at the distance to the shore, and finally smiled.
For so long, the little rabbit was sweating profusely and rowing, and the boat should be almost ashore even if it climbed!
Zhao Changhe pulled Cui Yuanyang up and leaped towards the shore. The river breeze hunted and sent his laughter: "There is labor to send each other!" There will be a period later! ”