Although Meng Chen didn't see what kind of existence existed above the river, he could roughly guess a few points from the frightened expression of the boatman.

Looking down at the boatman's legs, he trembled, which made him contempt: people who have lived happily for a long time are still so greedy for life and afraid of death?

"Boat house. “

Meng Chen patted the old man's shoulder, but the person didn't respond, but kept chanting in his mouth.

I listened carefully for a while, but I couldn't hear why.

"Boatman, boatman. “

Meng Chen said with weight, but the boatman still didn't respond, as if he was scared stupid, except for his legs trembling, the sound of breaking in his mouth continued.

"Most of this old man has been frightened and demented, and it seems that if he wants to get out of trouble, he can only rely on me to figure out the situation by myself. Meng Chen complained in his heart, he was a man who cherished his life, if the boatman was sober, he really didn't want to risk his life.

Slowly stretching his neck, he looked over the boatman's head at the river.

Meng Chen just glanced at it, and then hurriedly retracted his neck, his heart was beating wildly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, dripping down his cheeks.

As far as he could see, he could clearly see the existence above the floating river, and it was a black dragon with a pitch-black body, blue eyes, hideous facial features, and a long beard dancing lightly.

The boatman, who had his eyes closed from beginning to end and kept muttering in his mouth, also recovered at this time, his eyes were still closed, and he asked resignedly: "Gong, Gongzi, that black loach, is it gone?"

It's good that the boatman didn't open his mouth, but when he opened his mouth, it seemed that he had committed a black dragon taboo, and the two originally dark blue eyes slowly turned red.

Immediately followed by a shocking dragon roar, Meng Chen and the others were still thinking about how to get out of the predicament in their hearts, so they "pounced" and were knocked down by a storm.

The boat naturally sways from side to side with the storm, and wants to capsize, but fortunately, the planks of the boat are waist-high, so there is no danger.

However, the small boat Wupeng did not escape the ravages of the storm, and the sound of "Peng" was swept away by the storm and fell under the fog and in the river.

But the boat, which was propelled by the storm, was a blessing in disguise, and was retreating one after another, only a few feet away from the shore on the left.

Meng Chen and the two on the boat, when the boat was bumping, had already fallen with a blue nose and swollen face.

Meng Chen desperately grabbed the hull of the ship and shouted sharply. "That's a dragon, that's a dragon. “

I don't know if it was the title "dragon" that made the anger in the black dragon's heart dissipate, only to see its big mouth slowly close, and the storm gradually became smaller.

The boatman, who hit several large bags on his head, also realized this, and shouted sharply: "Yes, yes, yes, what Childe said is very true, it is a dragon, it is a dragon." “

Obviously, the boatman's words played a role in admitting his mistake, and in a moment, the storm suddenly stopped, and the two of them got up from the ship's board in embarrassment.

The boatman touched a few big bags on his head, looked at Meng Chen, who had a blue nose and swollen face, and said apologetically: "Childe, I'm sorry, little old man doesn't know, it doesn't like people to call it black loach." “

Meng Chen sighed in his heart, secretly screaming badly, and sure enough, as he expected, the boat's black loach exited, and the huge storm came again.

"Dragon, dragon, dragon, boatman, that's ...... dragon. Meng Chen shouted sharply, but this time it had no effect.

The storm was twice as big as before, propelling the boat towards the left bank.

In the boat, the two of them are like two leather balls rolling back and forth, sometimes bounce over, sometimes bounce back.

As the stern of the boat hit the left bank, the boat stopped shaking, and the boatman exerted all his strength weakly: "Dragon, dragon, dragon, you are a dragon." “

The black dragon closed his mouth, the storm suddenly stopped, and when Meng Chen stood up, not only his nose was blue and his face was swollen, but also unkempt.

"Gong, Gong, Gongzi....... “

Meng Chen saw that the boatman was about to speak again, and he couldn't care about the sore body, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pressed the boatman's stinky mouth.

Ten breaths.

The boatman nodded vigorously, and he understood Meng Chen.

Twenty breaths.

The boatman's face was purple, and he looked like he was going to drive the crane west.

Thirty breaths.

The boatman's eyes turned white, and Meng Chen let go.

"Boatman, for the sake of our two lives to get out of trouble, please be cautious. Meng Chen propped his hands on his knees, supporting his waist, gasping for breath.

If Datang didn't break the law by killing people, Meng Chen really wanted to kill this old man who killed a thousand knives just now.

The boatman stroked his throat with both hands, kept coughing, and when he got a little better, he nodded one after another, meaning: Childe, I understand, I understand, I don't talk about black loaches.

After a cup of tea, the boatman swallowed a big mouthful of saliva and whispered: "Childe, childe......." “

Meng Chen didn't say a word, and he stepped forward to hold down the boatman's stinky mouth, thinking to himself, old man, can you try it again?

The boatman didn't wait for Meng Chen's hands to approach, and nodded hurriedly, and said with a clear face: Childe, I understand, I understand, I won't say those three words.

Only then did Meng Chen withdraw his hands and glared at the boatman viciously.

"Childe, maybe if we don't say those three words, the black dragon won't attack us, so we can go ashore safely. The boatman was silent for a moment, and then spoke quietly.

What the boatman said, Meng Chen also thought about it, and at this moment, the boatman mentioned it, so he might as well give it a try, and the two glanced at the stern of the boat at the same time.

looked at each other, had a common tacit understanding, and turned around and strode at the same time, but the steps had not yet landed, but they were also sweating at the same time.

The boatman looked bitter and said softly: "Childe, no, before we took a step, it moved forward." “

Hearing the nonsense of the boat family, Meng Chen suddenly felt a headache, it was really the scene just now, and he also witnessed it with his own eyes.

Meng Chen had a strong premonition that if he encountered this pit father boat family today, he might be destined to be pitted by this person.

Meng Chen was also upset when he saw the old man, so he simply closed his eyes for a moment, thinking quickly in his mind. : The black dragon spit out the storm twice before, both because the boatman called it the black loach, so is it true that the black dragon will only target the boatman?

When Meng Chen opened his eyes, he peeked at the black dragon in the air, gritted his teeth and took a step back alone, he was overjoyed in his heart, the black dragon actually didn't move forward.

"Childe, you?" the boatman opened his mouth wide, and when he saw that the black dragon was not moving, he also had to retreat and try.

"Old man, don't retreat, as soon as you retreat, he will move. Meng Chen hurriedly stopped and pleaded.

He was only twenty-three years old, and if there was even the slightest chance to escape, he really didn't want to go to Huangquan with this old man.

"But Childe, I'm scared alone when you leave, you see that the little old man is old, can you bear to leave me here as an old man?"

Meng Chen secretly scolded the old man for being insidious, this was completely to let him go to Huangquan together, and hurriedly held the boatman's hands, and said seriously: "Old man, do you think Meng will leave you alone? I am a scholar, and what I have learned since I was a child is the civilized etiquette of respecting the old and loving the young, and respecting the teacher. “

The boat family was a little moved, although the young man in front of him was emaciated, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he was embarrassed, but when he said these words, he was sonorous and powerful, righteous and righteous, and he didn't look like that kind of selfish person at all.

Meng Chen's expression was serious, and he continued: "Old man, do you know why I want to go ashore alone?"

"Childe, why?" the boatman shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Meng Chen clasped the boatman's hands, looked sincere, and said: "For you, although Meng is just a scholar who has no power to tie the chicken, but he also knows the truth of sacrificing his life for righteousness, if there is only one of you and me today who can live, then the old man, that person must be you." “

"Where did Childe say this, and what does this have to do with you going ashore alone?"

"According to Meng's observation, 80% of this dragon is here for you. “

"Coming for me?"

"Yes, old man, think about it, why does it spit out a storm when you say those three words?"

The boatman groaned slightly, and said softly: "Jing Gongzi, when you say this, it seems that there is really a little bit of truth. “

Meng Chen saw that it was effective, and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot. "Although it is here for you, you don't have to worry too much about the old man, after Meng goes ashore, he will do everything he can to lure it away, maybe Meng will not be able to run far before he will be swallowed by it." So remember, old man, that after I have led it away, you must leave the boat as fast as you can. “

"Childe, aren't you ......?" The boatman's voice choked, and he reached out to wipe the crystal that had just appeared in the corner of his eye.

Meng Chen shook his head bitterly and interrupted the boatman's words. "Old man, don't say anything, respecting the old and loving the young is the traditional virtue that my generation of scholars should have. “

"The son is very kind, and the little old man is unforgettable. The boatman burst into tears and bowed with his fists in his hands.

Seeing that the boatman agreed, Meng Chen glanced at the black dragon, turned around slowly, left the emaciated back to the boatman, and cautiously walked to the stern.