Chapter Forty-Seven: Really Senior Brother?!
"Whoa......
The sound of water surrounded on all sides, gushing endlessly.
A lonely boat floats on this wide river, as if it is drifting slowly without a purpose.
In the mist, only the stars and fires loomed.
Chen Kuang, who was fished out of the water and put on the boat in the blink of an eye, spit out two mouthfuls of water, dripping wet all over, staring at the strange fisherman in front of him.
When you get closer, you will find that this fisherman is actually only a silhouette that looks like a person.
Underneath the hat and robe, the squirming was not a human body at all, whether it was the six arms of different sizes, or the long fishtail that was swaying underneath.
Of course, the most terrifying thing is the eyes of the dead white fish under the hat, which are densely packed like tired eggs.
The eyes of the largest fish were turning to look at Chen Kuang.
This is the first time Chen Kuang has faced the demons of this world.
He already had goosebumps on his arm, not because of the cold, but because he had seen something completely different from himself.
But the "whim" did not ring the alarm for the time being, indicating that the other party had no malicious intent.
This should be the big demon on the boat that asked the dead.
Sure enough, as rumored by, as long as you answer the question, it won't do anything to you until you answer it incorrectly.
- Even if you don't answer all the time, it's fine, but it won't let you go, and on this lonely boat, it won't be long before normal people starve to death.
Chen Kuang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but then, he heard the voices of Wei Yan and Zhao Lie angrily pursuing.
"Boom!"
Another knife, as fast as a thunderbolt.
Zhao Lie's mastery, the Wind Splitting Knife!
Chen Kuang had already experienced the power of this knife before, it was fierce and domineering, there was no way to avoid it, and when the sword light fell in front of him, the vitality had been cut off.
But the knife didn't fall on the lonely boat.
The surrounding water surface was blasted apart by the vigorous energy, and the boat shook violently from side to side, unscathed.
Chen Kuang couldn't tell at this moment, whether Zhao Lie's knife was simply to vent his anger, or whether the fisherman blocked the blow......
However, as a matter of common sense, it should be the former.
Although this Zhao Lie is impulsive, he is not brainless.
This Death Boat is a real Grandmaster Demon, although it will not take the initiative, it does not mean that it will not fight back.
Zhao Lie roared angrily: "You dare to play with us?!" ”
At the same time, he was also a little incredible: "You said so much nonsense to lie to us, just to let us bring you here, in order to get on this boat to ask the dead?!" ”
In Zhao Lie's view, Chen Kuang's behavior is meaningless at all.
It's just that from the wolf's den to the tiger's den, the question of the dead boat is not a cruise ship that people can board at will, if you can't answer the question, it is also a dead word.
Could it be that he just wanted to die at the hands of the two of them for the sake of simple dignity?
What kind of rotten man is this man?!
Or is it simply hysteria because of the destruction of the country?
Zhao Lie thought that he was like a person before, and he believed the other party's nonsense, so he wanted to hit his head to death!
Chen Kuang was not afraid of him at the moment, and spread his hands with a smile and said:
"Where did I deceive the two elders, didn't I, the 'senior brother', come to pick me up? If you are in the same boat, why is it not like brothers? ”
Zhao Lie was furious, and couldn't help but want to vent.
Wei Yan already sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Zhao Lie: "Wait! ”
"Gollum ......"
The fisherman's eyes slowly turned with slime, staring at the two people suspended above.
Suddenly, the scalps of the two of them were numb, and they both felt a creepy sense of danger.
The aura of the grandmaster level was like a huge mountain pressing on the body, making people breathless.
The waves around him calmed down in an instant, and the boat stopped in the middle of the water.
"Boom!"
In the bottomless river below, a large amount of water suddenly surged, and a slender fish covered in bone spurs jumped up, opened its snow-white fanged mouth, and instantly swallowed Zhao Lie, who failed to react, and submerged under the water, leaving a cruising dark current.
Only Wei Yan was left stiff, unable to move even a finger.
Chen Kuang's pupils shrank, and he didn't expect that he shouldn't have taken the initiative to ask the death boat, but he actually ate Zhao Lie directly......
Could it be that this big demon is in a bad mood today?
The fisherman said, "Leave." ”
Wei Yan took a deep breath, glanced at Chen Kuang with a calm face, turned around and left.
Chen Kuang raised his eyebrows, okay, at least his goal has been achieved.
He had originally prepared that if these two people planned to follow him all the way, how could they kill the three soldiers again.
After all, the personalities of these two people are opposite, and Na Wei Yan was tested by him before, and it is not difficult to separate.
It's okay, it saves a lot of effort.
The river began to flow again, and the boat began to sail slowly through the mist.
The fisherman looked at Chen Kuang again and repeated, "Three questions. ”
"That's right, you can leave."
Chen Kuang felt that there was indeed no danger, so he did not answer immediately, but took off the piano on his back.
Although he was already soaked, there was not a drop of water on the piano, which showed that it was extraordinary.
When the fisherman saw the qin, his body suddenly trembled slightly, and the little eyes under the hat moved one after another, and he was a little uneasy.
The tremor was indiscernible and even more imperceptible to its constant wriggling.
Chen Kuang looked down at the piano, but he couldn't find it.
He put down the piano, coughed dryly, looked at the fisherman, and said cautiously: "I don't know the senior...... How to call it? ”
If a demon who has given birth to spiritual wisdom can naturally be a cultivator.
However, orthodox cultivators have a high mind, and they must have never done evil deeds and have an elegant and bright body before they are worthy of being called a senior.
The others are just youkai.
Chen Kuang didn't pay attention to this, when it was time to lick, he had to put his face on his face.
The fisherman in the cloth paused, and seemed to be shocked by his face, and after a while, he said slowly:
"Not a senior."
Chen Kuang blinked: "Huh? Forehead...... The seniors don't like this title, so I'll change it? ”
The fisherman's fish eyes looked at him and purred, "Senior brother." ”
Chen Kuang was stunned and dumbfounded.
What's the situation?
He just said it casually, why did he really pick up a senior brother for nothing?!
He said cautiously: "Senior, your name is ...... Brother? ”
The fisherman shook his head, and there was a hint of helplessness in the eyes of the damn white fish.
"I'm calling it death."
Its countless eyes rolled, and it looked at the dragon gum guqin on the deck again, as if to confirm something.
It continued: "Senior brother, as you said, I am your senior brother. ”
“?”
Chen Kuang's head was full of question marks.
Could it be that this big demon is also like a yellow skin, and he has to beg for a seal?
What is it, what is it?
But now that the other party is at the helm, it naturally has to follow the other party.
Chen Kuang hesitated for a moment, followed by kindness, and said obediently: "It's good to ask Senior Brother Death." ”
The fisherman was satisfied, and nodded: "Question, listen well." ”
Chen Kuang suddenly became serious and waited for the battle.
No matter why this big demon suddenly wants to be his senior brother, this is the main topic!