The boat slid forward quickly in the dark cave, and countless bats swooped down from the top. Except for Lai Benliu and Miss Xun'er, Xiang Que, Kong Dejing and the old housekeeper tried their best to stop them.
Bats that keep attacking.
The waterway in the cave was winding and twisting, and the speed of the boat was sometimes fast and sometimes slow. As time went by, Xiang Que couldn't tell where the boat under him was traveling, but he was very surprised. According to this
Judging from the speed and the time it took to penetrate, Huafang must have entered the deep mountains on the rock wall on this side of the canyon from the cave. If you want to say so, an astonishing fact emerged.
Could it be that this mountain is completely empty inside, with caves and waterways everywhere? Otherwise, how could Huafang have penetrated this far?
I don’t know how long he has been killing, but Xiang Que already feels his arms are slightly numb. The sticky things under his feet are all the blood and corpses of bats. The black mass looks very disgusting. In the long-lasting killing, whether it is killing people or killing chickens,
Duck, the longer it lasts, the more numb it will become, and may even cause irritability.
When Xiang Que was already a little impatient, Lai Benliu suddenly said: "Be careful."
"Ah..." Xiang Que just wanted to ask, but then he was suddenly confused and his whole body was in the air.
"Shua" the painting boat fell straight from a height, and the entire hull was falling downwards, accompanied by the sound of "swishing" water.
"Poof" all the water flow tilted down from above and sprinkled Xiang Que all over. Only Lai Benliu and Miss Xun'er were only slightly stained by water droplets. One of them jumped into the cabin while talking, and the old housekeeper and the machine were there.
Like a cat, he took out a big umbrella and held it over the woman's head. Xiang Que and Kong Dejing were all wet and soaked in the rain.
Xiang Que said angrily: "You should have farted earlier."
"Plop!" The boat reached its end and hit the water with a muffled sound.
"Bah!" Xiang Que's mouth was dipped in river water mixed with bat blood. The smell of blood was strong and made people feel nauseous. Kong Dejing was even more embarrassed. The little girl who was originally quite good-looking had already been buried in her body.
His hair was full of water, and he looked like he was fished out of the sewer.
Xiang Que wiped his face and stared at Kong Dejing like searchlights.
"What are you looking at? You don't have any eyeballs, right?" Kong Dejing gritted her teeth and asked in embarrassment.
"Haha..." Xiang Que continued to frown.
Kong Dejing followed his eyes, lowered her head, and found that her soaked body had been outlined with a perfect figure, with uneven and looming bumps, which was very attractive.
Xiang Que licked his dry lips, smacked his lips and said, "Very good."
"Crunch" Kong Dejing gritted her teeth, took out the bamboo slips and slapped Que with all her heart.
"Go back to the cabin. I have some clothes for you to change into." Miss Xun'er turned around and said, then walked back to the cabin.
"Come in" Lai Benliu stuck his head out and greeted Xiang Que.
"Oh, let me go, this old lamp is really slippery." Xiang Que glanced at him.
At this time, the painting boat had stopped quietly on the river. A waterfall with a vertical drop of about 20 meters behind it roared loudly. The boat fell from the top of the waterfall.
"It was quite hard for you to find this place. Did you find this place in the fourth year?" Xiang Que said after walking into the cabin.
Not long after entering the cabin, Kong Dejing had already changed into clean clothes. Xiang Que didn't care, he was not afraid to look at it.
"Pah!" Xiang Que didn't sit down either. He leaned against the door and smoked a cigarette with his legs crossed. The four people in the room all looked at him.
Xiang Que shrugged his shoulders and said, "You just talk about your issues and I'll listen."
"Let's sit here and chat for a while. It seems so unfamiliar when we are too far away," Lai Benliu said, raising his head.
Xiang Que frowned and said very vulgarly: "Let me chat with you for a while. I almost fell into the river and drowned. I don't know how I died. What do we have to talk about?"
"Haha, you still have a temper?" Lai Benliu smiled.
Xiang Que's temper is indeed quite fierce. It's obvious that the four groups of people are kept in the dark now. The other three parties know about it. Since they are all on the same boat, why should they leave him out?
Mental imbalance is a sign of disconnection in a team.
"I asked you to sit here just to talk to you about this matter. I didn't tell you before because it was really inconvenient." Yaimoto Roku said seriously: "I really didn't intend to hide anything from you, but this matter is of great importance.
Very few people know, do you understand?"
"Then why can you say it now?" Xiang Que asked, stretching his neck.
"Because..." Lai Benliu has a shortcoming, not because he is too ugly and vulgar, but because you have the urge to beat him whenever he speaks: "Because now I tell you, you also
I can’t get out and the news can’t be leaked.”
"Huh?" Xiang Que frowned slightly, and the meaning of the other party's words revealed a signal that the place he was exploring this time was unusual.
"Old man (yi), do you know who he is?"
The half-cigarette in Xiang Que's hand suddenly fell to the ground. He was stunned for a long time without thinking about it. The name shocked him.
Lai Benliu didn't care how surprised he was, but said to himself: "No one knows the life and death of the old man in the village. It has always been the biggest secret. There have been many legends about him for thousands of years, but they are all the same.
They are all rumors, no one can tell conclusively about his past, even..."
Just as Lai Benliu was halfway speaking, Xiang Que interrupted him directly and said: "Even whether he is a person may not be real, right?"
Lai Benliu nodded and asked him in a questioning tone: "Then do you believe it?"
Xiang Que took a deep breath, his hands in his pockets trembling slightly.
Xiang Que naturally believes it. There are records about the old man in the ancient well temple, and some of them are very detailed.
The old man Xiangshang, also called the God of Xiapi, was a hermit in the Qin and Han Dynasties. He was later included in the divine genealogy by the Taoist sect, which is equivalent to being turned into an immortal. This character belongs to the legend.
So far, there is no definite news or real records proving that this person exists because it is too frivolous. However, there is a man named Zhang Liang who claims to be a disciple of the old man Yuanshang.
Zhang Liang, a counselor of the late Qin and early Han Dynasties, was known as the Three Great Masters of the early Han Dynasty along with Han Xin and Xiao He. Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, regarded him as a lieutenant and praised Zhang Liang personally.
"My husband is making plans in the tent, and he can win the battle thousands of miles away. I am not as good as the ovary."
Zhang Liang, courtesy name Zifang, was an outstanding counselor of his generation.
Learned from the old man Qianshang.
Huang Shigong.
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