Chapter 156: The Emperor Died
An old man saw the fishing boat rushing towards the surging torrent like an arrow, and only heard the sound of the whirring wind in his ears, and he didn't know that he had met a stranger today, so he hurriedly pulled his granddaughter to sit in the cabin, and didn't say much.
Shui Feifei and Chunlan stood at the bow of the boat, the river breeze hunting, whistling past their ears, and the trees on both sides of the bank quickly retreated behind them, without surprise. At this speed, he will soon be able to catch up with Nalan Ningyan and them.
The fishing boat sailed like a boat in the Weijiang River for about half an hour, and Zhang Xiaolin's divine sense found the traces of Nalan Ningyan and others.
They were a group of six, and their speed was obviously slower, and they still ran on the river embankment.
I was able to see them, and the distance was not far, and the fishing boat happened to encounter a dangerous shoal at this time, and there was a drop of more than one zhang up the current.
Seeing that the boat was about to rush to the boulder in the middle of the dangerous shoal, Shui Feifei and Chunlan screamed in fright.
When the old fisherman heard the shout, he hurriedly stood up, and actually rushed to the Tan River, why was it so fast?
"Turn quickly and go up to the right shoal. The old man hurriedly reminded Zhang Xiaolin.
"Boss, it's okay, sit still. ”
The boat did not turn at all, and the bow was lifted upwards and flew up directly at an angle of forty-five degrees.
Is this still a ship?
On the shore, Master Jueyuan, Nalan Ningyan and the others were hurrying forward, they had already delayed a lot of time on the way here, and they had to hurry, if it wasn't for the hurry, they wouldn't have left Shui Feifei and Chunlan behind.
Suddenly, Xing'er shouted, "Look, look, the ship has come up from below." ”
A fishing boat was riding the wind and waves, shooting like an arrow ahead.
"It's Xiaolin, and the person driving the boat is Xiaolin. Nalan Ningyan said excitedly.
"Zhang Gongzi!" Master Jueyuan shouted, and Shui Feifei and Chunlan immediately heard it.
"Xiaolin, that monk is calling you. ”
"Got it. Zhang Xiaolin turned to the old fisherman and said, "Uncle, come and row for a while, dock the boat, these people are also with us." ”
The old man looked at the six people on the shore: "Okay, it's just these few people, right? ”
"There were only six of them. Zhang Xiaolin put the flying sword into his body and handed the swaying oar to the old fisherman.
After Nalan Ningyan and the others got on the boat, the fishing boat really had a deeper draft, and the old man shook it even harder.
"Xiaolin, you actually came from the waterway. Master Jueyuan was a little embarrassed, after all, he was the one who proposed to go first, but he didn't expect them to catch up.
"Yes, I really didn't expect the boat to be so fast, we thought the boat was going against the current, but we were afraid that it would be very slow. Nalan Ningyan didn't have so many crooked intestines in his mind, and his heart was straight and fast.
Zhang Xiaolin said with a smile: "It's okay, fortunately I found a good boat, and the old man has a hand in rowing." ”
Master Jueyuan glanced at Zhang Xiaolin and thought to himself, the ghost believed that an old man could row the boat so fast.
Nalan Ningyan and Xing'er didn't think so much, pointed to the scenery by the river, and chirped endlessly.
The boat rowed in the flat water for a while, the current was getting faster, the old man couldn't hold it anymore, the boat was in the reverse current, not only did not move forward, it seemed to have a tendency to retreat.
At this time, Nalan Ningyan and Xing'er were also tired and walked into the cabin.
Zhang Xiaolin was still sitting cross-legged at the bow of the boat with Shui Feifei, Nalan Ningyan and Xing'er were sitting in the cabin with the little fisherman, and Jueyuan and the old man were in the stern together.
Zhang Xiaolin closed his eyes slightly, and the flying sword was quietly sacrificed and dived into the water.
Seeing that the fishing boat that was about to retreat suddenly stood up, and actually stopped retreating, the old man was stunned, could it be that there was a reef behind him? The boat paused for a moment, and immediately moved forward, gradually getting faster, and when the old man just started, he shook the boat, and now he shook it, and the boat had to rush out for more than a few feet, and it was not difficult to shake it up at all.
Jueyuan stared at the old fisherman, feeling surprised, this boat is strange, it is impossible to go so fast? Could it be that this old man is actually a master?
The old man was also puzzled, although he knew that Zhang Xiaolin was helping, but found that he was sitting on the bow of the boat with his eyes closed.
After shaking for a while, the old man finally found that the oar was actually the same whether it shook or not, even if he stood here motionless, the boat still flew upstream, and he didn't even care about the direction.
O man of God!
The old man sighed in his heart.
It would have taken several days to walk the waterway, but in less than a day, the boat finally stopped in a deep pool, surrounded by streams and waterfalls, which is the source of the Weijiang River, which is made up of thousands of these streams.
"Childe, the boat can only go here, you go ashore from the pier, and you can walk for about half a day at most to reach the top of the mountain. ”
"Alright, old man, you go to the shore first. ”
When the little girl saw that Zhang Xiaolin was leaving, she pulled his sleeve and said, "Big brother, when will you come to my house again for a drink?"
The old fisherman glanced at Zhang Xiaolin and stopped talking.
When he went ashore, Zhang Xiaolin quietly lost his usual money in the cabin, and then said goodbye to the old fisherman's grandson.
From the pier is a small town called Tanheli.
Seeing the shadow of the sun slanting westward, the sky will be twilight, at this time up the mountain, to the top of the mountain is also in the middle of the night, after a day of running, everyone is a little tired, Nalan Ningyan decided to stay in the Tan River for one night, recuperate, and climb the mountain early tomorrow morning. This group of people was all there to escort Nalan Ningyan to the Weishan faction, so everything was subject to Nalan Ningyan's arrangement.
There is only one inn in the Tanhe River, fortunately in this remote town, the room is sufficient, after everyone settles down, they will eat in the inn hall, the dishes near Weishan are good at game, the spring bamboo shoots are just in time, the bamboo shoots fried smoked wild boar, there is a different flavor.
Bracken is just on the market, fat and tender, silky in the mouth, and it makes people have an appetite.
There are many kinds of mushrooms and wild vegetables, and Zhang Xiaolin is dazzled.
In addition, pheasants, hares, muntjac deer, etc., are freshly hunted by local hunters, and the taste is excellent.
There are all kinds of river fresh, not only fish and shrimp, but also loaches, eels, mud frogs, turtles and turtles.
Nalan Ningyan didn't want to light these live animals, but just ordered some meat that had already been killed.
Jueyuan and the others are all wine and meat monks, and they don't quit meat, but they don't have any taboos.
Dinner was delicious, Zhang Xiaolin regretted that there was no good wine, and the taste of the old man's daughter red still had a long aftertaste, but it was just an aftertaste.
As soon as he finished eating, Zhang Xiaolin's consciousness suddenly moved, and he immediately sensed that it was a thousand-mile transmission note drawn by himself.
Zhang Xiaolin ran outside with an arrow step, pinched a transmission note, and Zhang Gongluo said in a very hurried voice: "Xiaolin, the emperor has died, come back quickly." ”
"What?" Zhang Xiaolin was shocked when he heard this: "Okay, I'll be back soon." ”
The emperor died?
How can it be?
In history, Tang Taizong died after Zhenguan 23 years?
Did you travel into this world and change history?
Zhang Xiaolin was stunned for a moment.