The blood stab hit the black shadow, and after the pain, the black shadow quickly turned around and swam towards the bottom of the water.

I was quick to react, and when I saw the rope slipping into the water, I grabbed the rope in my hand as soon as I could.

The rest of the two squads also hurried up to help.

However, that thing has a lot of power, and there are more than a dozen people, and it can't be dragged at all.

In order to avoid being carried into the river, I could only relax some strength, and the rope slipped out of the palm of my hand, grinding my skin to the burning pain.

Seeing this, the captain of the other squad hurriedly shouted to the shore: "What are you doing in a daze, you can't come down to help!" ”

Just now, he called for help, but none of them moved.

But this time, after only one shout, all the people on the shore rushed down, for fear that if I ran slowly, I would be dragged into the water.

More than 30 people worked together to stabilize the rope.

But the thing in the water was like a big fish that had just been hooked, moving left and right in the water, stirring up big waves.

I had already been pulled aside and not allowed to participate.

Standing aside, I saw that the captain of the Jiuqu Gate had already cut off the little black shadow and was swimming towards the shore, so I hurriedly picked up the rope and threw it down, pulling him up.

When I got ashore, I saw that he was missing a piece of meat from his waist, as if he had been bitten by some animal, and I could see the ribs.

The team leader of Jiuqumen wiped the water on his face, and he didn't know if it was cold or painful, his body trembled slightly, and his voice stumbled: "Li Yang, I Guo Shan wrote down your love!" ”

I took off my coat, put it on him, helped him up, and said, "Don't talk about this yet, go up and talk about it!" ”

Zhang Ziran was the chief disciple of Longhu Mountain, and when he saw this, he couldn't pestle anymore, so he took a first-aid kit from others and bandaged Guo Shan's wounds.

I stood aside and took a deep look at Guo Shan.

When Huang Jiu said Jiuqumen, I didn't know much.

But the surname Guo is still from the edge of the Yellow River, so I am no stranger to it.

It is said that relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the water to eat the water, on the edge of the Yellow River, there are many people who rely on the Yellow River to make a living.

When it was prosperous, people from three religions and nine streams gathered on the edge of the Yellow River.

As long as it is a business that can make money, there are people to do it.

Among them, corpse diggers are naturally indispensable.

And all serious corpse diggers worship an ancestor - Guo Tong.

Guo Tong was a native of Xishan in the Sui Dynasty, and he was also the first person to treat corpse fishing as a profession.

It is rumored that Guo Tong has the ability to control Jiao, and when he fished out the corpse, he also killed a Yellow River Jiao, used the skeleton of the Jiaolong as a keel, and repaired a keel boat.

Guo Shan has a dragon playing in the water on his body, and he thinks it should be a descendant of Guo Tong.

Knowing his origins, coupled with his previous brave performance, I have more admiration in my heart.

At this moment, someone on the riverbank shouted: "I can't hold it, that thing is too strong, let it go." ”

As soon as I heard this, I was anxious, and my blood thorn was still stuck in the thing, and this release was gone.

I didn't shout though, I just ran over and tied the tail of the rope around my waist.

When everyone saw it, their faces turned black, and they could only grit their teeth and insist.

The thing in the water seemed to be a living thing, and after fluttering for more than an hour, its strength gradually decreased, and everyone exerted its strength again, and finally dragged it out of the water little by little.

From a distance, it was a round ball, surrounded by black silk threads.

Seeing that the thing was still alive when it reached the shore, everyone hurriedly stopped and took turns walking towards the back.

Finally, standing ten meters away, everyone continued to exert their strength and dragged the thing ashore.

Looking at the large round ball wrapped in something like hair, everyone looked at it from a distance with curiosity and ignorance.

My blood thorn was stuck in it, and it was completely gone, and the sting handle was stuck in the wound.

So much so that he tossed so much just now, and the blood thorns were not broken free.

The ball rolled from time to time, causing everyone to keep flashing back.

I flung the rope to see if I could get the blood out of the wound.

But when I tied the rope, the knot was too big, and it just blocked the wound, and the blood thorns were squeezed in, and I couldn't shake it off at all.

If you want to take the blood thorn, you can only go up and get it.

Huang Jiu glared and said, "You kid is also unlucky, such a coincidence has happened to you." ”

I'm also speechless.

Guo Shan bandaged the wound, and Chen Qun helped him over and said, "This thing is very much like a swollen human head, with extremely sharp teeth and extremely dexterity in the water, you pull the rope and roll away the hair covering its body." ”

More than ten meters apart, the safety factor is high, and there is no shortage of people with good deeds, they dragged the ball and rolled a few meters, and the tangled black hair was rolled away, and a human face was really revealed.

It's just that the whole skull seems to be inflated, and the facial features are stretched out and become very blurred.

In a large cracked mouth, a mouthful of sharp black teeth is uneven.

Some people took out their phones to take pictures, and some whispered to people around them to find out where the thing came from, but no one could tell where it came from.

Even the well-informed Huang Jiu chose to shut up at this moment.

Zhang Ziran knew that I wanted to retrieve the blood thorn, and proposed: "Everyone pull the head to the ruins of the village, away from the river, it is estimated that it will die soon." ”

He's finally done something.

The chief disciple of Longhu Mountain, as long as he opens his mouth, his appeal is still very strong.

The crowd answered the call, dragging ropes and dragging the heads of adults to the ruins of the village.

The bodies of the four "frogmen" who died were also brought up.

Judging from the wounds on the corpses, they should have been bitten off by this kind of big head.

It is basically impossible to recover the whole body.

Zhang Ziran asked people to find a moisture-proof cloth to wrap the corpse so that the smell of blood would not disperse, and then asked people to find a long wooden stick and insert it around the human-headed monster to make a cage.

Seeing that he was in order, I didn't say anything.

Huang Jiu grinned and said, "This grandson is becoming more and more like a person!" ”

It's not as simple as being an individual.

Cultivating the Tao and practicing the Dharma requires understanding and intelligence.

There is only one possibility for straw bales to get the way, and that is to live long enough.

Because there is a good saying, as long as you live for a long time, pigs can go to heaven.

Moreover, the goal pursued by a cultivator is very long-term and has a strong sense of self-awareness.

Unlike people in the world, with a penny in their pocket, they begin to represent the sky, the earth, and the air to destroy you.

Self-centeredness is too severe.

I can't wait for him to think that the is so fragrant, so I think everyone needs to taste it.

If you think the food stinks, no one is allowed to eat it.

As everyone knows, a radish has a pit, a crooked pot and a stove.

You don't have the right eyes, someone has the right eyes.

Under Zhang Ziran's organization, the chaotic scene became orderly.

I didn't do anything, just squatted on the side with Huang Jiu, waiting for the thing to get the blood spur back after the braid.

Just as I was watching, Guo Shan came over covering his wound and sat down beside me.