"Step back. Boat boss, your boat should also go farther, go upstream, don't go downstream, pull over. The middle-aged man in the yellow robe still said very calmly, and the water roared, but everyone present heard his words very clearly.

"Maybe he really has great skills, let's step back and let him try. Someone whispered.

"You see this man is so steady, he doesn't look like a person who talks nonsense, and how can I hear him speak so clearly? Could it be that he is the river god here, specially here to save us from crossing the river?"

"Let's step back and see what the hell he's going to do?"

The common people have a herd mentality, and after a few people began to retreat, everyone soon retreated two feet away, leaving only the middle-aged man and his old scalper on the small dock.

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe patted the bull's head, and then found a drier place to sit cross-legged. The old scalper also turned and strolled down the dock into the crowd.

"Primordial Peace, Tell Wan Ling, Pure Official, Upper and Lower Gods, Left Society and Right Sect, Don't Be Surprised...... The middle-aged man read silently in his mouth, his hands made a seal, and then slowly pressed on the hard stone surface of the dock.

Not far behind him, everyone looked at the yellow-robed middle-aged man silently, as if they were looking at a monster, but no one spoke, and they seemed to be expecting something.

Not long after the "boom ......", the ground shook slightly, and everyone behind the pier was shocked, and someone shouted: "Crash! The dock is going to collapse!"

Someone shouted again: "It's an earthquake, isn't it an earthquake!"

There was a commotion among the people, and some people even turned around and ran, but after running a few steps, they remembered where there was a strange man sitting on the dock, and couldn't help but look back at the dock.

The middle-aged man was still sitting cross-legged on the dock, motionless.

And the ground under his feet, after the initial shaking, seemed to surge with greater energy, and the constant shaking became more and more intense. The ground beneath the middle-aged man's ass grew up, as if a hippopotamus had lifted him up from the dirt.

"Immortal, immortal! It turns out that he really knows immortal arts!"

"The river god has appeared, the river god has appeared!"

Seeing such miracles, everyone finally stopped panicking and began to cheer, and some even folded their hands, as if they were silently begging for something from the "river god" in front of them.

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe turned a deaf ear to the noise behind him, and still sat firmly on the dock.

As the ground gradually arched higher, everyone behind the pier clearly felt the earth under their feet rumbling, and streams of earth and stones poured into the dock in the depths of the ground under their feet.

The earth and stone of the pier condensed into a half-zhang diameter column, which stabbed obliquely towards the surface of the river and grew slowly, like an arm growing out of thin air on the ground, which stretched out against the surface of the river to the other side of the river.

"Look, the bridge is out!"

"My God, it's really a god descending to earth, he really wants to build a bridge to come out!"

"A miracle, this is a miracle! I am alive and have seen a miracle for the first time, and I really die without regrets!"

The people were boiling, first extremely shocked, and then cheered loudly, and many people fell to the ground, thinking that the middle-aged man who was still sitting on the dock was a living bodhisattva who rescued the suffering.

However, in just a cup of tea, the "cross-river bridge" composed of soil and stones growing on the wharf grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and forcibly crossed the turbulent river surface more than ten zhang wide and extended to the opposite side.

Immediately, the "bridge" became slightly flattened, making the bridge deck smoother and more suitable for people to walk on it. Although the bridge deck has many bumpy stone bulges, it has been very successful as a "bridge".

Six-year-old Yin Yuniu clutched the uncle's shirt and hid behind the uncle, his eyes flashed as he looked at the middle-aged man and the "bridge" that appeared out of thin air.

A drop of sweat ran down the forehead of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe, and the sweat swept across his resolute face and dripped onto the hem of his robe.

The middle-aged man's slightly squinted eyes suddenly opened completely, and he didn't look back, and said: "Folks, don't rob, don't walk side by side, hurry up to the bridge one by one, and cross the river quickly!"

The villagers who were anxiously waiting two feet away behind him were on the roaring embankment, and everyone heard his words very clearly. However, with such a turbulent river and such a simple and slender earthen bridge, although everyone has a reason to cross the river, at this moment, no one really dares to go on the bridge.

"This bridge looks so fragile, there is not even a pier in the middle, can it withstand people walking on it?"

"Who knows, one person and two people should be fine, right? I can't see enough of ...... people."

"Oh, I'm still carrying a lot of things, so heavy, so heavy, is this bridge really okay?"

The people did not dare to make a loud noise, and they talked one by one, as if they were suddenly in no hurry to cross the river.

Some people want to try it, but when they hear others say it, they mutter, and no one dares to take the lead on the bridge.

The young Yin Yuniu grabbed the uncle's shirt and looked nervously at the "immortals" who were still sitting on the dock. The middle-aged man in the yellow robe obviously struggled to maintain the bridge in such a harsh environment, his originally ruddy face gradually turned a little white, and sweat oozed from his forehead drop by drop.

"Uncle, uncle, that fairy uncle worked so hard, the bridge was repaired, but why didn't anyone cross the river?" Yin Yuniu tugged at the uncle's clothes and asked a little angrily.

"Niu Niu, this bridge ...... It's too steep. It's so narrow, everyone is scared...... I'm afraid that if something goes wrong with the bridge, won't the people on the bridge fall into the river? The river is so fast, I'm afraid it will ...... if I fall into it."

Uncle is also very anxious, but he will definitely not take the lead in doing this kind of risky thing. As a town mayor, it is his consistent style to be steady and not aggressive.

"But Uncle Fairy has worked so hard, isn't it just for everyone to cross the river as soon as possible! Just now everyone said that Uncle Fairy is the god of the river who appeared to save everyone, but why does no one believe in Uncle Fairy now!"

The more Yin Yuniu spoke, the more angry he became, and his voice became louder: "Everyone is too good, and they don't understand the fairy uncle at all!"

Several people around him glared at him in disgust, and one of them sneered:

"Yo, whose child is this, so don't cherish life? This bridge is only soil and stones, so slender and can move so many of us to cross the river? ”

"I ...... I ...... "Although Yin Yuniu is young, his temper is not small, and his personality has been extremely stubborn since he was a child.

"Uncle, if they don't leave, let's go!" Yin Yuniu pulled Uncle's arm vigorously and wanted to walk towards the dock.

This gentleman must be a powerful warlock who understands the five elements of heaven and earth. It's just that this bridge is too dangerous, and although he has good intentions, we can't risk our lives......"

The uncle is quite knowledgeable, and he doesn't call middle-aged people "immortals" or "river gods" like other people.

"Uncle, you guys, I've lived by myself! I believe in Uncle Fairy!"

Yin Yuniu's little face was flushed with anger, and he broke free of his uncle's hand and rushed to the dock!

"Oh, Niu Niu, Niu Niu! Stop! Niu Niu!" The uncle was sweating in his head, and shouted a few times Yin Yuniu didn't mean to stop at all, but ran faster and faster, and had already rushed to the front of the earth bridge in a few steps.

The uncle stomped his feet hatefully, so he had to run with him.

The corners of the yellow-robed middle-aged man's silent mouth finally moved slightly, and he watched the child rush in front of him, the child bowed deeply to him, and then rushed onto the earthen bridge.

"Niu Niu! Niu Niu! You come down quickly! Danger!" the uncle rushed to the dock, but Yin Yuniu had already stepped onto the bridge first.

Although Yin Yuniu was bold, but the wind and waves on the river were high, he couldn't help but panic, his eyes didn't dare to look under the bridge, and he walked forward in small steps on the bridge.

The uncle wiped the sweat from his head and glanced back at the middle-aged man in the yellow robe. The middle-aged man was also looking at him, but the middle-aged man still didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

The uncle anxiously looked at Yin Yuniu, who had already walked half a distance to the bridge, and had to clasp his fists at the yellow-robed man and said:

"This immortal chief, everything is up to you! I'll go up to the bridge to chase my nephew! Please!"

The yellow-robed man smiled slightly, but did not answer. The uncle stomped his feet, sighed silently in his heart, picked up the hem of his clothes and ran to the earthen bridge, chasing Yin Yuniu away.

Yin Yuniu had already reached the middle of the river at this moment, and the blush on his little face had long since faded, and now it was getting whiter and whiter. His legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he trembled with every step, and his calves and stomach trembled. The sound of the wind whistling in my ears and the roar of the waves under my feet.

Yin Yuniu gritted his teeth, looking straight at the small pavilion on the other side of the river with a pair of big eyes, and didn't dare to look down at the road at all.

The scene you see when you look down is too exciting, too scary!

"Niu Niu, Niu Niu, Slow down, wait for me!Niu Niu!" the uncle strode after him and shouted at Yin Yuniu's back.

Yin Yuniu faintly heard someone shouting behind him in the sound of the whistling wind and waves, and couldn't help but look back.

I saw a narrow earthen bridge stretching from the distance to his feet above the turbulent river, and his uncle was anxiously coming straight to him.

The waves stirred up by the river were like the palms of demons, grabbing the earthen bridge again and again, and the waves wet the uncle's trouser legs. The fierce wind desperately tore at the uncle's wide clothes, trying to pull him off the earthen bridge.

"Ahh

However, the uncle's steps were steady and fast, and there was no danger, but it was Yin Yuniu, and the already tight heartstrings were even more nervous after he turned around and saw the uncle, his legs were weak, and he actually sat down on the earthen bridge!

The earth bridge was too narrow, Yin Yuniu sat on the edge of the bridge and flipped over, straight down the earth bridge!

"Ahh

"Niu Niu! Niu Niu!" the uncle shouted like a frenzy, completely ignoring the danger and speeding forward!

"Hold on, don't let go!"

"Uncle...... I...... I can't hold it!" Yin Yuniu's right arm was already vaguely spasmodic, he was only six years old, and his arm strength was completely insufficient to support his weight.

"Uncle!ah~~!" With a scream, Yin Yuniu's right hand finally lost its strength, and his body fell straight into the raging river!