At this moment, a boat came up in the wind on the river, and at the bow stood a man in a gray robe, with a black scarf over his face, revealing only a pair of glittering eyes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 At that time, the wind on the river was fierce, and the boat came so fast, when it was about to dock, the gray-clothed man waved his hands quickly, and a long black rope left the boat and swept ashore, crackling, and swept towards Jing Shangfu and the others. Jing Shangfu and the others saw that the rope was coming strangely and quickly, so they were all frightened, and hurriedly used their own methods to avoid it. The gray-clothed man let out a long laugh, his arms circled, and the rope sheath suddenly sank and wrapped around the body of Fengzidu who was lying on the ground, and then took a few steps back, crossed his hands and dragged back vigorously, and the rope had dragged him back to the boat in the screams of Fengzidu.

Only then did Jing Xianxian and the others understand the intention of the gray-clothed man, his feint to attack everyone was just a pretense, and the fundamental intention was to snatch Fengzidu, and in anger and shame, they rushed to the shore one after another, wanting to jump on the boat to grab people. But as soon as the gray-clothed man succeeded in the sneak attack, he immediately ordered the boatman to quickly turn the rudder to the shore, and with his left hand he held Feng Zidu, and his right hand danced a long rope, and the rope was like a spiritual snake on the water between the boat and the shore, whirring up and down, left and right, with an amazing momentum, preventing Jing Xian and everyone from jumping overboard. The sail ate enough wind, like an arrow, the boat reached the center of the river in a blink of an eye, Jing Xianxian and others wanted to chase again, the distance was far away, in vain, only angry and cursed loudly.

Jing Shang poison saw that the ship was getting farther and farther away from the shore, after all, the rivers and lakes were experienced, and he saw the opportunity very quickly, so he immediately raised his voice and shouted: "The old man is the 'poisonous hand and demon breaker' Jing Shang poison of Baicaomen, the boat will turn back quickly, the old man will measure your ignorance, and you will not be blamed for the past, and you will be rewarded." There are a lot of silver taels to reward all the boatmen, otherwise Baicaomen will do what it says, and Dingjiaoer will have no place to bury him when he dies. The voice went far away, to the other side. He expected that if these boatmen were close to them, they would know their names and the consistent style of Baicaomen, and they might be afraid to turn around and come back.

But the ship went farther and farther, but did not turn back. Jing Shangxin was annoyed, howled, took out an iron thistle terrestris from his body and hit it fiercely, a boatman standing at the stern of the boat couldn't dodge, his body was hit, and he turned over and fell into the river. The surname Fu and the others came to their senses at this time, but unfortunately they did not have a hidden weapon on their bodies, so they found some stones and mud on the shore and threw them at the boat.

However, the boat went straight down the river, and it was already far away, and the stones and mud thrown by Baicaomen and others only made a splash on the surface of the river. The gray-clothed man didn't expect that he could easily snatch Fengzidu from the hands of Baicaomen in the southwest of the earthquake, although there are many tricks, after all, the timing is extremely good, after all, the hard work of more than a month of squatting has not been in vain, and he can't help but feel full of comfort under his complacency, laughing, standing at the bow of the boat and clasping his fists at Jing Shangfu and the others, and shouting: "But the gift of the hand, accept it disrespectfully, thank you for your kindness." Haha, haha. ”

Jing Shangfu shouted from the other side: "Look at the master, he is really not the nameless person, who is sacred, the Ming people do not do dark things, and quickly report the name of the old man." The man in gray shook his head and smiled: "Lao Tzu is dedicated to dark things and never leaves a name." As for this name, it is even more impossible to say in front of the 'Poisonous Hand Breaking Demon'. Jing Shangwei was furious, raised his hand and shot out another thistle, although the distance was far away, the sound of breaking the air whined.

The gray-clothed man hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, and when he looked back, he saw the thistle terrestris nailed to the mast behind him with a "snap", and he couldn't help but be taken aback, and said secretly: "This old poison is really not small, but it is not to be taken lightly." Putting away the contempt, he looked up to the sky and said, "It's a long way, you don't have to send each other off, and you can leave." Throwing away the long rope in his hand, he carried Fengzidu back to the cabin, and while shouting and ordering the boatmen to row quickly, he untied the cow tendon rope on Fengzidu's body, pressed him to a corner of the cabin, and clapped his hands just for great joy.