Volume 1: Ancestral Mountain Burning Immortals - Altar of Caution Chapter 31: Arrive at the Witch Coffin Ghost Town
Song Siyuan knew that Yue Guanchao had more experience in the field than her, so she followed the instructions and tied herself and Ah Ying's bodies to the cabin with hemp rope, and when everyone was ready, the rocky beach was already ahead.
Yue Guanchao stood by the window and looked ahead, the surrounding mountain peaks receded, the water surface gradually widened, the deep river channel became shallow again and again, and even the craggy and abrupt boulders at the bottom of the river could be seen.
The river is divided into thousands of whirlpools of different sizes, and coupled with the turbulence in the water that can be diverted at any time, the boat must have been overturned and sunk before it was halfway through.
Bang Dang!
When the canopy boat crossed into the rocky beach, the huge waves at the mouth of the river were surging, and the small canopy boat was like a dragon turning over the river, making noise and splashing the waves, and the hull of the boat was carried forward by the turbulent current, and it almost fell apart.
"The big one is coming, everyone hurry up!"
Not far from the awning boat, a lone peak of water-dividing stands in front of it.
This mountain peak is full of verdant, full of weeds and shrubs, only a few zhang wide, but more than a hundred zhang high, from a distance it looks like a bamboo shoot facing the sky, splitting the river surface into two petals, and at the same time dividing the left and right vortices on both sides of the lone peak, everything captured by the water flow will not be able to break free from the violent impact towards the cliff, even the stone has to be crushed.
What's even more terrifying is that no matter which direction the ship passes from, their ship has absolutely no possibility of escaping, and once caught by the current, it can only ram and pass.
Squeak~Ahh
Their ship is indeed getting closer to Lone Peak, and the fate of the collision is no longer escapable!
The canopy boat seemed to understand its fate, and when it was caught by the current and spun towards the lonely peak, the whole boat creaked and roared, like an old ox who did not dare to die, and begged to hide backwards.
Bang... Click!!
There was a loud bang, the boat was photographed under the cliff, Yue Guanchao only felt that the ground was shaking, and his brain was almost dizzy!
He endured a headache and looked at the three of them, Lu Fengjian, Song Siyuan, and A Ying were already covered with blood, and their eyes became foggy as if they had just woken up!
He felt that his nose was hot, and when he touched it, he was shocked and bleeding.
"Feng Jian, Miss Song, Ah Ying, wake up quickly, you can't sleep at this time!"
Before he could wipe the blood off his face, a violent jolt hit, and the boat was beaten by the waves again.
The back of Yue Guanchao's head was slammed, his eyes were dark, and he fainted!
……
Crash!
Crash!
Yue Guanchao's eyelids trembled, and he gradually regained consciousness, he only felt a tingling pain in the back of his head, and struggled to open his eyes.
"Here it is...... Where? ”
He untied the hemp rope, and when he touched the back of his head, there were blood stains, and the three people around him were still unconscious, with bloodshot mouths, noses, and ears, and they looked weak as if they had just woken up from a serious illness.
"Miss Song, wake up!"
"Bong Jane, hurry up."
"Hotaru, cheer up."
After a shake, the three people woke up from the coma, Yue Guanchao quickly untied them from the Wupeng cabin, and the four of them sat in the cabin for a while, and when their physical strength was almost recovered, they gradually walked out of the Wupeng.
Everyone stood on the plank of the boat and looked back, a few planks on the top of the boat had been lifted, the rails had been smashed, and a layer of gravel, mud and dead yellow leaves had been piled up on the plank.
Yue Guan was scolded, fortunately, the hull of the ship was quite resistant to collisions, otherwise several of them would have sunk by themselves.
"Where is this? Have we been in a coma all day, how come we don't even have the sun? ”
They found that the sky was always gray, not completely bright, although there was a sun, but it was always hidden in the clouds that did not disperse for a long time, the clouds and gray mist mixed and blended, like a thick gray shell of cotton pasting the mountain peaks, and even the surrounding was a hazy and chaotic gray fog, which could only be seen at a distance of dozens of meters in front of the ship, and further away, there was no trace of it.
Only the mysterious black shadow faintly flows, I don't know if it is the swaying branches on the riverbank, or the beast in the dormant forest!
Lu Fengjian took out his pocket watch, and it was only noon!
Yue Guanchao glanced at Lu Fengjian, and his eyes became vigilant: "No matter what place this is, it is definitely not a good place, we have to pick up the guys' business, don't be beaten by the door." ”
As he spoke, he pulled out his three spears and scattered the crowd, swinging his oars into the gray mist ahead.
Along the way, Yue Guanchao only felt that the evil qi had entered his body, which reminded him of the feeling of walking on the mountain road of the Silver Camel Village, and he was uncomfortable all over.
About 100 meters to the boat to swing forward, a stone arcade suddenly rises in front of the boat, this stone arch seems to be washed by the mountains and rivers, and the giant corridor ring door is arched with the foot of the mountain on both sides as the fulcrum, which is much higher than the stone archway in the village and town.
There is a stone tablet hanging in the center of the lintel, with the words "Witch Coffin Town" written in strange runes, it may be that no one has been here for a long time, the arcade is full of dead vines and weeds, and the fine spider silk is almost covering the plaque!
"Here, this seems to be Witch Coffin Town."
Yue Guanchao quickened the boat and floated them into the stone arcade, where they stopped in front of a ferry.
They disembarked and stepped onto the pallets, the gray sky unchanged, except for the occasional snowflakes that fell and covered the ground with a layer of gray.
"It's not autumn yet, how can it snow?"
Ah Ying stretched out her palm and let the snowflakes fall on her hands, and after seeing the true face of the snowflakes, she couldn't help but exclaim: "Look, these are not snowflakes." ”
Everyone heard her shout and surrounded her, and the light snowflakes shattered as soon as they were pinches, and they smelled of burning, and they were clearly flying ashes.
"Interesting? There are no snowflakes in the sky, and there are ashes. ”
Yue Guanchao looked at Song Siyuan beside him, and teased casually: "Miss Song, this is enough for you to write a big news, right?" ”
Song Siyuan picked up the camera, looked at the Witch Coffin Town, which was full of pieces and houses connected, clicked the shutter and gave a big close-up, muttering to herself: "This is no longer a big news problem, I always thought that the fire in Witch Coffin Town had been extinguished, what does it mean if it is still flying ashes?" ”
Lu Fengjian's eyes lit up, and she immediately realized the deep meaning of her words:
"Mean, maybe the fire hasn't been extinguished so far!"