Fishy, full of fishy!

In the chaos, Liang Shiming still felt muddy, especially his throat, as if he was being pressed and tormented by the momentum of Wanjun.

Unable to bear it any longer, he jerked to his side and vomited.

As the gurgling dark blood spurted out of his mouth, he finally felt not so uncomfortable, but much more refreshed.

"Where is this?"

In the haze, he squinted his eyes and saw the endless river beside him......

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and looked again, yes, now he was above the sparkling river center, and the gentle breeze was carrying the water waves, and it was slowly coming with a hint of coolness.

"Ahh

Before he could clear his thoughts, he suddenly found that the one sitting under him was a dead black fish the size of a bed. The black fish was scorched all over, and died very thoroughly, the head of the fish was gone, and the skin and flesh of the fish seemed to have been bitten, rolling in disorder, and the tragic state was indescribable.

"Watertown, old man...... Could it be a dream?" Liang Shiming's eyes froze, and he muttered stupidly, "No! Jin Jiao!" He suddenly thought of the little girl with the red Luo Xia veil. The spring on her face, the whispers she whispered, and the warmth and beauty she had made herself feel, all told him that it wasn't a dream, or that she just didn't want to believe it was.

Liang Shiming shook his head helplessly, feeling inexplicable loss and sadness.

A kind of melancholy that wanted to cry without tears surged from the bottom of his heart like a burst of embankment, but he was forced to press down, and then took a deep breath, calmed down and said to himself: "Go home first to meet your parents, and report safety." He said aloud to himself, thinking about it but being troubled, but unconsciously making himself even more sad......

It seems that when people are hungry, they will always have no scruples, even in the face of a big black fish of unknown origin and impure flesh and blood.

Like a wind and clouds, Liang Shiming reclined on the black fish to rest after a full meal, and before he could think about the current urgency, he vaguely found that there seemed to be a small boat in the distance.

The surprise of this peak and loop burst out in his heart in an instant, and he hurriedly jumped up, waving his hands and shouting.

Fortunately, the boat seemed to be aware and was drifting along.

Seeing the boat approaching, Liang Shiming couldn't help grinning, and muttered with a bitter smile: "It's really a green mountain with no way out, and suddenly I see a thousand sails looming, God bless, God bless!"

After a long time, the boat approached, but somehow it suddenly stopped halfway. In doubt, Liang Shiming shouted loudly: "This shipman, can you catch me?"

Hearing Liang Shiming's shout, the boat came speeding again.

The boat was about to arrive, and an old man with a sixtieth armor on the bow looked at Liang Shiming with surprise on his face, and exclaimed: "This son, so amazing!"

"This old man, how do you say this?" Liang Shiming asked inexplicably, although he was naked at this time, but when he saw the honest and amiable old boatman, he had no scruples, but was as close as if he had seen a relative.

The old boat man raised the boat, pointed to the big black fish under Liang Shiming, and said, "This ...... This big black monster has been rumored by the old man's ancestors since his ancestors. What I saw with my own eyes today is true. Many of us here have died at its hands. ”

Seeing that the old boatman was going to say more, Liang Shiming hurriedly said: "Please ask the old man to bring the boat closer, the younger generation will not be watery." ”

The old boat man smiled innocently and blamed himself: "Look at me as an old fool, I just care about talking, I'll come here." ”

The boat approached, Liang Shiming trembled and jumped up, and the old boatman looked at the big black fish for a long time, and then he pushed the boat away.

After a few words of greeting, the old boatman finally found a suit of clothes for Liang Shiming to change, poured another bowl of water and handed it to him, and said: "Liang Gongzi, your life is really big, could it be that this big black monster knocked your boat over? What about the people who are in the same boat with you? How did you end it up alone, and you don't know how to be watery!? Hey, what about your clothes?"

Faced with the old boatman's successive questions, Liang Shiming didn't know how to answer, let alone where to start, because he was still in the clouds, just like this rocking boat, he could only prevaricate in the past.

After a meal, a lonely thatched hut on the riverbank gradually came into view, and the old boatman nodded and said, "That is the old man's home!"

The boat stopped, and the old boat man jumped straight down and said, "The old man doesn't have a plank, so the son will just stop." ”

Liang Shiming hurriedly waved his hand to signal that he was out of the way, rolled up his cloth robe and jumped into the water, and followed the old boatman to the shore.

On the shore, in front of the house, the wooden poles support a few broken nets to dry, and there are sparse peach and bamboo trees not far behind the house, and there are water birds flying down and perching from time to time. It is clear and peaceful here, although it is not as noisy as Wujin County, but it also makes Liang Shiming feel a sense of relief that he is down-to-earth.

"Is there just my father-in-law's family here?" asked Liang Shiming.

"Yes and no. The old boatman bolted the boat and said, "There were more than a dozen families along the beach, and there was one family in every mile, and then they all moved away, and now only the old man is left, and I am saying that I will move away if I catch a few more nets, otherwise I won't be able to save you." ”

"You?" Hearing what the old shipman said was like a life-saving straw, Liang Shiming asked anxiously, "Could it be that in addition to the younger generation, the old man also saved others?"

"Yes, I saved a Taoist master on the river a few days ago. ”

"Dao Ye!?"

"A middle-aged Taoist master. The old boat man said in a serious way, "I think that the master must be protected by the old gentleman, and I don't know that I have been supported by branches and floating on the river for a few days, but I have finally rescued him." ”

"No, isn't it Buhong?" Liang Shiming muttered, and then said with great joy, "The junior may recognize that Dao Master, his common surname is Lu." ”

"Lu Daoye, you are together? Now it's good, you two can take care of each other. ”

"Where is he?" asked Liang Shiming anxiously.

"It's in the back room. The old shipman said and pushed the door into the house first.

There is only one room in the house, and there is a broken net in the middle, dividing the house into two parts, inside and outside, bypassing the fishing net covered with fishing gear, Liang Shiming hurried to the inner room, and saw a fluffy straw mat in the corner of the wall, the Taoist who fell into the deep cliff with himself on the top of Maoshan Mountain was lying with his eyes closed with an ugly face, and the shiny iron rod leaned on the wall next to him.

"It's also strange to say this, people are still holding the iron rod when they are fainting, and I took a lot of effort to take it off, old man. "The old ship is fair.

didn't care about the old shipman's nagging, and when he saw Lu Yezi again at the moment of reunion after the disaster, Liang Shiming felt as if he had seen his relatives, and suddenly his heart was full of thoughts, and he couldn't help but have a sour nose.

"I rescued him at home and poured him some rice porridge and vegetable soup. The old boatman said guiltily, "I should have invited a man, but I don't have any money to spare for the old man, and secondly, this is far away from the town......

Seeing that Liang Shiming was speechless, the old shipman comforted: "But ah, I also tried it before going out, and this Lu Daoye didn't have a fever." ”

Liang Shiming wiped the corners of his eyes, walked over and touched Lu Yezi's forehead, fortunately there was nothing unusual, he was just about to turn around and thank the old boatman, but he heard a faint voice say: "Where is this?"

Seeing that the Taoist of Maoshan woke up from his slumber, and was looking at himself with his eyes slightly open at this time, Liang Shiming couldn't help but be overjoyed, and was about to speak at this time, but heard the Taoist ask, "Who are you?"