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"The guest officer is going to cross the river? This night the rain is very urgent, I am afraid that no more ships will pass here, and the two of you will wait in vain. This girl, if she is not afraid of the corpses in the raft, she will sit up with the young man behind her. The raft ghost guest smiled mysteriously with a dark face, his eyes sunken, and he stared at Chang Su'e lifelessly, and the cold air slowly spread.

The fairy of the Moon Palace saw that the willow frame of the raft could accommodate six or seven people, but the corpses were stacked like mounds, and some of them had already been rotten and full of filth, and there was really no place to stay. Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly saw the raft ghost guest show a strange smile, like an invitation to death, and he couldn't guess what he was thinking.

Chang Su'e frowned proudly, and couldn't help but secretly say: "The Yellow River is urgent, and it is still difficult to travel during the day, let alone a raft in the middle of the night? His voice is like a bell, his arms are powerful, and he is obviously a person who practices martial arts. The palace can't urge the internal force, if the raft ghost guest is in trouble in the river, it is really difficult to parry, but if he has the intention of murder, why did he let Zhao Gongzi accompany him, is he really just out of a good intention?" She looked at Zhao Li blankly, as if waiting for his decision.

Zhao Li's eyes were solemn like stars, like a pool of autumn on the top of the Tianshan Mountain, and he arched his hand and said: "The old man is very gracious, how dare Zhao refute his face?

He walked to the side of the fairy of the Moon Palace, and whispered in his ear: "The raft ghost guest is accompanied by corpses all day long, and it is normal for them to behave strangely. Although Luoxiazhuang is famous for its ancient sword, it is one of the best in the rivers and lakes, no matter what employer, no matter what goods can be undertaken, but it does not protect the traitorous ministers, but does not accept the yin, speaking of which has some relationship with the raft ghost guest. That's why Zhao understands that the people who make a living in this business have always been honest, and the raft ghosts and monsters are a little weird, but they are definitely not bad people. ”

He paused, and then said: "The fairy's complexion is pale, his breath is slightly stagnant, it should be a serious injury, but you can rest assured, we just have to cross the river, if the situation is different, Zhao will sacrifice his life to protect you!"

In order to prevent the raft ghost from hearing the conversation between the two, Zhao Li's lips were closer to the fairy's ear, and he covered it with his hand, it was the first time he saw Chang Su'e's beautiful face so closely, although through the thin veil, the fairy's fair skin was still bright and moving, immaculate like a thousand-year-old snow lotus on the top of Kunlun Mountain, under the slender jade neck, the collarbone became clearer and clearer with the breathing, Zhao Li was stunned, and his expression was a little trance.

Chang Su'e felt Zhao Li's hot breath lingering in her ears, and she didn't realize that her body was half numb, she didn't expect Zhao Li to suddenly make such an intimate trip, nor did she expect that such a wooden person's mind would be so delicate, she could see that she was injured at a glance, her eyes flowed, and she asked: "But how can this palace believe you?"

Zhao Li didn't have the slightest expression, but his clear eyes were full of loyalty, and he whispered: "Zhao Mou will do what he says, how can he harm others?"

His slightly melancholy aura infected Chang Su'e, and the Moon Palace Fairy took a few steps back, deliberately kept a distance from Zhao Li, and said softly: "Okay, this palace believes in you once, I hope you don't break your word!"

Zhao Li held the hilt of the Hongyu sword in his hand, and carefully got on the raft, Chang Su'e followed closely behind, Xiu Meilian's feet were interspersed with the gaps in the corpses and stood on the bow of the boat, there was no place to sit in the raft, and the two of them stood in the wind like this, avoiding the rotting corpses under their feet.

The raft ghost passenger carried Zhao Li and Chang Su'e to the distance, the showers whipped the water, the rain splashed, the chaos between the heaven and the earth, a scene of slaughter. The raft traveled extremely slowly, and as the waves swayed up and down, left and right, it seemed that the three of them could drown at any moment.

The raft ghost guest's face was extremely hideous, and he said with a smile: "It's better for the guest officer to sit down, it's difficult to distinguish things at night, and the wind and waves are high, it is inevitable that there will be bumps, if the two of them accidentally fall into the water, they will definitely become the water ghost's belly!"

Zhao Li couldn't believe his ears and exclaimed: "What the old man means, this ...... There are ghosts in the water of the Yellow River?"

The raft ghost guest said meaningfully: "The ghost is invisible, the guest officer believes it, and if he doesn't believe it, he doesn't, but this water ghost certainly exists." You may not be able to believe what the old man says, and if the old man doesn't say it, you may not be unaware, please look at the underwater, and the fish swimming back and forth in the shadows are definitely not fish!"

Although Zhao Li was suspicious of the unknown power, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he heard the old man's words. He brushed aside the festering corpse at his feet, and sat in the mottled blood, through the dense canes, translucent yellow-brown leather tires could be faintly seen floating in the water, the surface was unusually smooth, apparently dehaired. This skin is taken from the body of a sheep, and it must not be cut in the slightest, otherwise it cannot be blown to make it expand, which shows the subtlety of the knife work, and the skin is dark under it, and it is extremely difficult to see what is under the water.

Chang Su'e sneered, and said: "Don't listen to his nonsense, although Shakyamuni divided sentient beings into six realms, and soul memory is the connection between the past life and this life, and the ghosts are divided into thirty-six types in the "Dharma Recitation Sutra", but who has really seen it? The ghosts and monsters in the world are all derived from the fool's fear of death, and there is no way to prove it with false rumors and hearsay!"

Zhao Li bowed slightly, deeply agreeing with the fairy's words, he repeatedly looked at the leather tire in the water, and always felt that something was wrong, and couldn't help asking: "Old man, this raft was made by you yourself?"

The raft ghost guest lightly sculls, all the way through the wind and waves, against the current, has reached the heart of the river in a blink of an eye, everyone looks at it, the water and the sky are on all sides, and they can't help but sigh at the magnificence of the Yellow River.

A strange smile bloomed on his withered and thin face, and a pair of old eyes under the dark curtain were unusually bright, and he said slowly: "What, do you think there is a difference?"

Zhao Li was still sitting, stretched out his hand and pointed to the smelly skin under his feet, and said puzzledly: "The leather fetus should be from the neck of the sheep into the knife, and slowly remove the whole sheepskin, the head will generally be cut off, and the limbs and tail will be tied tightly, so as to fill the vapor of salt water, so that it can float on the surface of the water without rotting, but ...... But why do these sheep fetuses have delicate skin and no tail roots?"

The raft ghost guest threw down his oars, his rickety body was straight, and he was scarlet as red as blood, and laughed loudly: "The guest officer is really well-informed, and his eyesight is indeed good, the old man only carries the dead, never the living, and you are destined to become dead! Just like the rotting corpse under the old man's feet, he has become a terrible ghost without discovering the secret of the raft before his death! In fact, the reason is very simple, because these are not sheepskins, but the skins of every living person who has ever stood on the raft!"