Gao Buji pulled his hair fiercely, took a deep breath, stood up with grinned teeth, his whole body ached, he loosened his muscles and bones a little, and adapted to this body.

Gao Buer easily tore off the excess Taoist robe, dropped a jade bottle, a jade plaque and a stack of rolling paper similar to a silver ticket, a few taels of silver from his arms, looked at it briefly, and then put it into his arms again, as for what the old Taoist priest said before, what kind of cultivation and ascension, he was not interested, or leave this dangerous place first, running such a high place on a rainy day, how brain-dead it is.

Gao Buer came to the side of the Goddess Peak, stretched out his head and glanced down, so that he could hang and fall down.

"This dead old way, when he dies, he still puts himself together, and there are cliffs all around, how can this go down." Although he has the memory of the old Taoist priest in the tribulation period in his memory, and he has also inherited the old Tao's ability to fly to the sky, but he doesn't believe it, it's understandable to think about it.

As a good young man in the 21st century, it is too unbelievable to do things, so you must report a skeptical attitude to slowly verify it, of course, the current environment does not have the conditions for him to verify, in case he jumps into the abyss, it will be hard, so Gao Fuji is now slowly climbing down like a spider, fortunately, his arm strength is amazing, otherwise he can only wait to starve to death.

The moment his feet hit the ground, Gao Buer's heart was a lot more steady: "This mountain is really high, it took me half a day to come down, I was tired of the baby, I have to go quickly, it is about to get dark, and I can't get to the Yangtze River before dark, just wait to feed the beasts." ”

In order not to be taken away by the beast, Gao Buer walked to the river without stopping, and he saw the direction before going down the mountain, but the Goddess Peak was too steep, and there was no place to borrow strength in some places, so he could only keep changing directions, and went down to the foot of the mountain and deviated a lot from the direction he was optimistic about before, he planned to set up a raft by the river and go down the river to Jinling. If memory serves, Jinling is more than 1,900 miles downstream.

After a meal, Gao Buji came to the riverside and stood by the river wanting to cry without tears, because his position was actually fifty or sixty meters away from the surface of the Yangtze River at his feet. Looking up and forgetting around, there was a faint light on the opposite mountainside, at this time he no longer had the mind to tie a raft, found a long zhang, the mouth of the sea bowl thick bitter wood, closed his eyes and jumped into the Yangtze River, he wanted to swim to the opposite side, in order to get out of the current predicament he had a bad brain.

Those who have been to the Yangtze River know that the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River is many, the water is rapid, deep, and the underwater is even more undercurrent, the dark holes are numerous, and the little carelessness is sucked into the underground dark river, but it is not a joke.

"Hurry up, someone has jumped into the river! - "An anxious voice pierced the night sky, and a canopy boat was rowed out of the bend, but the current was so strong that it could not get close to Gao Fuji.

The moment Gao Buer fell into the water, he regretted it, the waves couldn't open his eyes, and the water was not less, and the undercurrent tore him down, and he actually fainted under the fright, but fortunately he always held the dead wood, otherwise he would really be swept into the underground dark river.

By the time he came, he was already on a black-roofed boat.

"You're awake, let's have some fish soup." An old man's voice came.

"Thank you, uncle, did you save me?" Gao Fuji took the black ceramic bowl handed over by the old man.

"Old man, I was resting in the inlet, and when I saw someone falling into the water, I held the boat to salvage, but I didn't expect it to be you, a little Langjun, who fell into the water."

"Thank you, sir, I'm going there now." Gao Buer asked as he watched the old man galloping across the river.

"This Three Gorges water risk, once the boat leaves the water bend, it can only go all the way, and it will be anchored for eighteen miles twenty miles downstream, and the little brother will sit firmly, don't fall into the water again."

Just as the old man said, there are only a few places where the Three Gorges can be berthed, and if you sail in this dangerous water at night, you will be in danger of capsizing if you are not careful.

Gao Buer sat tasteless, and the old man pulled up the home, knowing that the old man's surname is Ge, since he was a child, living by the river, making a living by fishing, and taking the boat as his home all his life.

The old man can't tell what era it belongs to, he only knows that there is a war outside, and a guy named Yang Guang is Chen Bing on the north bank of the Yangtze River, preparing to attack Chen State, according to which it is inferred that this time should be around 589 AD, during the reign of Emperor Kaihuang of Sui, fortunately, there will be more than ten years of peace. This is an era of heroes, and it is also an era of many beauties, Zhang Meiren, Xiao Meiren, tsk, Gao Fuji Meizizi.