Fishing sunset, sunset, sunset and fog

The wreckage of the collapsed houses on the riverbank has been cleaned up a bit, and it looks less embarrassed.

On the surface of the river, except for the sails of the passengers laden with silver swords, only the turbid water remains. A few egrets hovered low in the air with the mist, swooping from time to time, picking up half a small fish and bringing out a few splashes...

The river has been blocked by strongmen for three days.

The fishermen who depend on the river for their livelihood have not entered the water for three days.

However, life always has to be lived.

The slightly wealthier lonely people pulled three or five friends, docked the boat along the riverbank, and set up a chess and card game to pass the time.

The fishermen who have many dolls at home and have no food in store do not have that leisure and comfort. Their own moored boats were filled with fishing rods and fishing...

However, where do the fat fish come from in the river area near the shore?

It's nothing more than a pastime for self-comfort...

A few wisps of river wind, facing the sunset, blowing condensing waves.

"Whew!" "Bang Bang..."

A few goshawks swooped in from afar, scaring away a flock of egrets.

A few white feathers, falling on the surface of the river, floated with the wind.

"Stop playing!

"The squid is here again!"

"Let's go..."

The eagle roared...

The whistling startled the egrets, and at the same time, the idle fishermen along the shore.

At the next moment when the goshawk roared, the fisherman did not hesitate, and did not even have time to put away the fishing rod and chess cards, but directly threw things, abandoned the boat, turned around, raised his feet in one go, and ran to the embankment desperately.

For these fishermen, the eagle roars in the sky, and the next thing is the thief out of the water. This is the law, just like the clouds are coming, and it will rain, and it has formed a fixed consciousness in their minds.

Over the years, never missed.

It's just that...

This time there seems to be some discrepancies.

"Why is there only one squid?"

"There aren't many water thieves..."

"Could it be that there is another war..."

The fishermen who were the first to run to the embankment looked up and looked west. The more I looked, the more I wondered...

Today, the water thieves seem to be very different from the past, not like they have come to rob people or burn ships.

It's that there are too few thief ships coming, and there are too few thieves...

If it weren't for the rows of arrow towers erected on the ship, revealing a fierce light. At first glance, it is easy to mistake Chad for a huge merchant ship.

Facing the morning sun, following the fishermen's gaze, looking into the distance.

Miles away, the Ling waves flickered, and one hundred and ten passenger sails walked west with the waves.

Farther away, above the line of the sea-sky transition, a huge shadow of a ship broke the waves and traveled south.

This ship was huge, hundreds of feet, more than ten times larger than the largest passenger sail. On the hull deck, there seemed to be no one. Except for a few rows of arrow towers and a large sail, there was only a whole shipload of goods left.

Like, ghost ship...

Such a strange ghost boat suddenly appeared, no wonder those fishermen couldn't scratch their heads...

The wind pushes the waves, and the waves follow the wind

Hundreds of sharks hunt, giant whales plunder.

Miles of water, waves surging.

The battle of the Yuyang River a few days ago seems to be about to recur again.

The same hundred and ten sailboats are heavily surrounded, the same single boat is surrounded in the center, and the same people...

It's just that the small merchant ship was replaced by a big war boat. It's just that there is only one person left on the boat. It's just that there is an extra dog tail grass on the man's mouth.

As he had been a few days before, the man was not between the planks, but standing high on the bow bar.

It's just that he changed his depressed face that day, and changed back to his usual cynical ruffian appearance. Split two feet with crossed legs, and shook lightly with the waves hitting the boat. With one hand on the railing, the other hand on the waist, and the two eyes were contemptuous, glancing at the long-time old friend on the big passenger sail in front of him...

It's Xiahou!

The sun shone on his face, showing more arrogance.

Three thousand green silks, once again scattered with the wind...

"How is it? Bastard, are you surprised? Are you very scared? Dare to sink your Uncle Xiahou's ship, I won't kill you today..."

"Bastard!"

The roar was very loud, resounding in a radius of eight hundred feet, not angry scolding.

But, surprisingly...

As Xia Hou said, the people who hunted on the hundred sails were really surprised and slightly scared. Especially the bow-wielding Taoist priest on the big passenger boat, his eyes were even bigger...

Astonished...

However, it was not the arrogant Xiahou who surprised him. Instead, I was surprised that Xiahou was riding this big war boat at the moment. More precisely, it was the flag with the word "dock" written on the dragon head of the surprise warboat.

Dare to go up and down thousands of miles of water and erect this black "dock" flag to ferry. Only the water thieves...

And this group of water thieves...

Although it is known as dominating thousands of miles of rivers and lakes in the southern region. However, for decades, they have never set foot in the real world. On weekdays, in addition to killing people and robbing past money, the most ruthless thing they do is nothing more than the routine "robbery of official silver" once a year.

However, it is precisely such a gang of water thieves who hooked up with Seven Stars with great fanfare today. Obviously, he is going to fight against the Pure Yang Palace, the originator of Guanxiu...

How could this not surprise him?

The palm of his hand holding the longbow couldn't help but tense a little, and his gaze crossed the warboat and threw it farther to the sea and sky.

However, it was still calm and unusual.

"What about the others?"

The Taoist priest was surprised and had more doubts.

"Who's that? Grandpa, I'm going to kill you bastards by myself!"

Xia Hou raised his hand, pointed to the front half of the circle, and shouted arrogantly.

“......”

The Taoist priest retracted his gaze and looked at Xiahou cautiously again.

He's a little bottomless...

Because, he knows Xiahou's character too well. Since he can say such arrogant words, Xiahou at this moment must have absolute support.

"Can you get to the bottom of it?"

"Cut, what's the bottom!"

The corners of Xiahou's eyes quickly skimmed the surface of the river, gave him a thumbs up, put it on his chest, and continued to roar arrogantly:

"Your grandfather's foundation is here! If you want to destroy you bastards, you don't need to say a word more!

The Taoist priest followed the angle of Xiahou's skimming eyes and looked at the water.

I saw a few small bubbles that were very difficult to find from time to time on the surface of the river rolling downstream...

"Heh..."

The Taoist priest suddenly realized, and the hand holding the bow suddenly loosened, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

It turns out that the anomaly is not in the sky, but in front of the eyes.

His doubts gradually disappeared, he shook his head helplessly, looked at Xia Hou again, and said with a smile:

"Are you sure to return to Yueyang?"

"Nonsense!"

Xiahou's big hand was put back on his waist.

"Don't fucking nag grandpa. If you want to hurry up, grandpa, I'm rushing back to Yueyang for supper. ”

"Heh..."

The Taoist priest shook his head again and laughed...

However, from the magnitude of his smile, it can be seen that this is a laugh from the heart, and there is no other impurity.

"Okay, then I'll see you off..."

As he spoke, the Taoist priest slowly raised the longbow in his hand towards the sky.

"Wow..."

As a few days ago, thousands of silver swords were unsheathed, and one hundred and ten sails were raised. It's just that there is no apology today, anyone can see that Xiahou is prepared today...

At the same time, Xiahou didn't talk nonsense. He slowly raised his right arm, as if to give orders.

Weird...

Xiahou's actions at this moment made Bai Fan Silver Sword feel very weird, even crazy. Because, in addition to a shipload of goods on the big war ship, where is there half a figure?

Since there is no one, who will Xiahou show it to...

However, their confusion was soon answered.

"Son..."

"Son..."

“......”

The eagle roars in the sky, and the tide surges.

Yuyang Yingshui suddenly surging.

On the calm surface of the river, countless fish and shrimp suddenly jumped. It is as if there is a giant beast hidden in the river, and it is the time to forage for food.

The fishermen on both sides of the strait were terrified for a while, and this was the news of a strong attack by water thieves.

"Boys!"

Without waiting for others to be surprised, Xiahou drank violently towards the river and waved his big hand...

"Sink for Lao Tzu..."

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom..."

Surprise!

Surprise!

It happened too quickly, too suddenly, too unexpectedly.

Xia Hou shouted loudly, and hundreds of zhang and hundreds of hunting passenger sails around him burst out at the same time without warning.

There are people underwater!

Many, many, many! Like a carp crossing the river, ghosts cover the lower layers of the river.

Except for the Taoist priest on the big sail. No one knew that Xiahou's reliance was in the river. No one knew that there were people hiding in the water for a long time. No one even knew that their passenger ship had long since been passive.

By the time they realized it and reacted, it was already too late.

With an order, one hundred and ten passenger sails, from bow to stern, burst out in an instant. Like a watermelon falling from a high altitude, it was shattered into thousands of points at once.

"Brush, brush, brush..."

Thousands of pairs of hands that had been ambushed in the river for a long time appeared in an instant. Like a water ghost, like a whale swallowing. Directly grabbed the Pure Yang disciple who was stunned by the mutation, and dragged him into the water.

"Gollum..."

"Knock Knock ......"

Those aggrieved people, don't say a move or dodge, they don't even have time to say "be careful" or "help". I saw a crisp sound of "bang" on the ground, splashing thousands of small splashes. The man has been dragged to the bottom of the river...

The wind rises and the waves go away...

The battle was over before it even began. Everything seemed so magical, and so weird.

Xiahou didn't lie.

As he said, it was really just one sentence and he easily won an absolute victory, and there was no need to say a second sentence...

"Don't Kill"

Miles of wood splinters almost covered the surface of the river, and thousands of silver swords were now only a longbow. The owner of the longbow was the only one who knew Xiahou's back hand in advance. So the moment the sail collapsed, he had already jumped out...

At this time, he was stepping on driftwood, standing on one foot.

"We also kept our hands that day. ”

"I can't die, don't worry..."

Xiahou lost his previous arrogance and calmed down a lot. He waved his hand behind him...

"But, I drank a lot of stinky water that day. So, they have to taste it today. ”

The Great War Boat slowly moved...

"The foundation of the Seven Stars is really not to be underestimated..."

The Taoist priest's gaze moved with the Great Battle Boat. The remnants of the ship's swing gradually wet his bottoms.

"It's just that you have to hurry. ”

"Just now Yue Yang sent a letter saying that Wentian has been burned in half. I guess it won't be long before your little brother won't be able to hold on..."

“......”

"Order..."

Xia Hou didn't reply, and the big battle boat suddenly accelerated...

A whirlwind blew, with a wave of white stripes, and it shot straight south...

"Sand..."

The big wave that broke out swept the Taoist priest's clothes...

He smiled helplessly, looking at the distant warship.

"Son..."

The sky roared again, followed by the waves, and disappeared into the sky.

The sun is setting, and only a blush remains.

Broken wood and splintered trees, flowing under the river.

People who have been fed muddy waters, like white dumplings, have surfaced one after another. Swam to both sides of the strait in embarrassment ...