"Amidst the colorful clouds of the White Emperor's speech, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are returned in one day. The apes on both sides of the bank can't stop crying, and the light boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains."
"Hey! Doctor Wu wrote this poem well! It sounds very smooth! But who is the White Emperor? Which river is Jiangling? Why are there monkeys on both sides?" I heard that Wu Jie was very popular in poetry there.
, Manager Lu couldn’t help but come over to joke.
Wu Jie was stunned for a moment, then explained with a smile: "This poem was not written by me, but by a poet named Li Bai. In fact, I don't know exactly where it was written - I learned this poem when I was a child. Looking at it now
The scenery is very suitable for this poem, so I couldn’t help but say it.”
"Oh... But this poem is so good! It's very powerful! And it's really suitable for us! To tell you the truth, although there are many people sailing in the world, we are the only ones who can travel thousands of miles!" said Manager Lu.
He never strayed from his profession, and soon he was talking proudly about how fast the raft was, how risky it usually was, and how thrilling it was in the rough seas and rapids...
His eloquence was not very good, but he was more sincere and sincere. He was talking about things that he had experienced personally. Hearing this, Wu Jie's eyes widened and his mouth expanded. He was just lost in thought.
The morning passed without realizing it. Shortly after lunch, an experienced old boatman suddenly shouted: "We are about to cross the gorge!"
With these words, everyone in the wooden queue became nervous. Everyone raised their pennies, ready to deal with dangerous situations at any time. Manager Lu even said hello to Wu Jie and told him not to do it for the time being.
He opened his mouth, then took two people with him and took out a big drum from the small tent on the row and placed it on the bow of the boat.
"What is this going to do?" Wu Jie asked doubtfully in his heart, "Which of you knows?"
Du Ruo shook his head, and Jasmine shook her head even more.
Maybe Wei Shu knew, but Wei Shu's intelligence had long been wiped out and he had become a puppet who could only execute orders. No matter what you asked him, he couldn't answer anything.
After about a minute or two, the cliffs on both sides of the river became higher and higher, and the distance between them became closer and closer. They gradually became like two screens blocking the left and right, with only a narrow sky above the head, like a long blue dragon.
Winding over the mountains.
The river flowing between the cliffs gradually became narrower, and the water flow became more rapid. The originally loud sound of the water was no longer like the faint thunder in the sky, but like thunders roaring around, which not only shook the ears.
There was a buzzing sound inside, and it was constantly bombarding the brain, making people dizzy.
After a while, the turbulence of the water reached an incredible level, and the raft moving forward in the rapids seemed to be flying in the sky, which was so fast that it was frightening.
Waves hit the stone wall one by one, shattered into pieces, and burst into countless water sprays. They also filled the sky with water mist, shrouding the entire river in a confused mist. Looking up, a rainbow was already hanging not far above the head.
The place is colorful and beautiful.
However, there is a terrible danger behind this beautiful scenery. The fog blocks the line of sight, making it difficult for the boatmen to see the situation in the distance and the rocks hidden in the rough waves. The high-speed rafts carry terrible kinetic energy, no matter the collision,
If it hits a rock or hits a cliff, the entire raft will be shattered. Even if it only scratches a little, it may have catastrophic consequences.
At this time, everyone in the wooden queue had their hearts in their throats, the legs of some inexperienced boatmen had begun to tremble, and even the most experienced old boatmen's faces were inevitably a little pale.
In the hazy mist ahead, the mountain cliffs are twisting and turning; in the rapid white waves below, there is a hidden reef that looks like a ferocious beast. If you are not careful, you will directly hit it, and then even the raft and the boatman on it will come together. Turned into fragments in the rolling waves.
Time seemed to pass very slowly, so slowly that Wu Jie even saw the waves slowly breaking in front of him; time actually passed very quickly, in just the blink of an eye, the cliff that was in front of him just now was far away. Left behind.
The air seemed to have solidified, and Wu Jie found it difficult to even move his eyebrows. He knew that this was the result of the strong wind mixed with water mist blowing in his face, but "knowing" did not help.
Then, in the almost frozen air, a loud drum beat sounded!
The sound of drums jumped in the waves, stirred in the mist, echoed among the cliffs, and roared in the sky. With the power to break through everything, it broke through the tense atmosphere and gradually restored the mood of the boatmen to calmness.
Wu Jie's eyes suddenly shrank - he suddenly noticed that when the drums sounded, the wooden rafts that were originally flying along the rapids suddenly slowed down!
He couldn't help but rub his eyes, thinking that he had seen it wrong.
But he was not wrong. Every time the drum sounded, all the wooden rafts in the entire wooden queue would slow down.
Don't underestimate this "slower speed". Although it's not much each time, it adds up. The speed of the wooden queue soon slowed down significantly. It was no longer as fast as before and returned to a speed that at least allowed people to have time. level of reaction.
The boatmen were busy. They walked up and down the raft with their bamboo pennies, adjusting the direction from time to time to prevent the raft from hitting the cliff or rocks to ensure safety.
Manager Lu was waving his drumsticks on the raft in front of him, beating the drums with excitement.
The sound of the drums was surging and spreading farther and farther.
Time passed slowly, and a large group of wooden platoons were speeding along the winding river. Until it was getting dark, the old boatman from before shouted again: "We are leaving the gorge!"
All the boatmen put down their pennies and lay down on the raft. Although Wu Jie didn't understand what was going on, he followed their example and lay down.
"Hold on!" a boatman next to him warned, and he discovered that the boatmen had already tightly hugged some places on the raft that could be grasped, and fixed their bodies on the raft.
So he did so.
Looking up, in the entire wooden queue, only Steward Lu was still standing.
He stood on the bow of the boat, still playing the drum hard.
But this time, his drumming no longer slowed down the raft. Instead, every time he beat the drum, the raft went faster.
In less than half a minute, the speed of the raft has returned to its previous speed, and is even increasing!
"What is going on!" Wu Jie couldn't help shouting in his heart - even he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
The raft moved faster and faster, gradually like an arrow leaving the string, and even let out a roar that broke through the air as it passed through the mist.
After about ten seconds, which felt like a year, the cliffs on both sides suddenly disappeared as if broken, and the front suddenly opened up, and we could see the blue sky and white clouds again, as well as the blurred horizon where the sky and the earth meet.
Wu Jie felt relieved, but suddenly realized something was wrong.
Why... does it feel like I'm on top of a mountain?
Before he could figure out what was going on, the drums rang loudly, and then he felt a shock all over his body. The raft that had been flying in the rapids actually left the water and was gliding in the air!
Wu Jie was so surprised that his mouth opened wide, and he forgot to close it even when the wind filled his mouth.
He looked forward and saw a winding river winding across the vast land; when he looked down, he saw the rapidly approaching water.
And when he looked back, he saw the most magnificent waterfall he had ever seen in his life!
One raft after another, guided by the sound of drums, leapt from the waterfall, drawing an arc in the air, like a giant water bird spreading its wings and gliding, swooping towards the water in the distance.
Behind them, there is a vast white waterfall that looks like a huge canvas. I don’t know what kind of miraculous workmanship it takes to cut off the towering mountains directly here, creating such a huge gap. I don’t know what kind of magical pen it takes to paint.
Such a heart-warming and magnificent sight!
For a moment, he couldn't help but stare.
With violent vibrations, the raft fell to the water again, and then continued to move forward.
The drumming continued until the entire wooden queue returned to the water and continued moving forward before finally stopping.
Several boatmen who had already stood up quickly rushed forward, and two of them supported the fallen steward Lu on the left and right. The rest carefully lifted the magical drum and moved it back with the drumsticks.
Inside the tent.
Wu Jie also walked over and saw that Steward Lu's face was as pale as paper and his lips were trembling slightly, but he couldn't say a word. He even smelled a faint smell of blood in the fishy smell of water.
So he understood it all at once.
Guanshi Lu is not an immortal with magical power, but he is using a special mysterious method to overdraw his own vitality to protect the fleet from passing through the natural dangers of the canyon and waterfall.
"No wonder they can do this exclusive business, and no wonder there are no such fast ships in the world!" Wu Jie sighed, filled with emotion, "If I stayed in Wujiaji for the rest of my life, I would never have dreamed of such a scene. I would never have imagined this.
There are people like this who are fighting for their lives!”
"Yes! He deliberately didn't tell us this before, probably just to let us witness all this without preparation - it's so touching! I suddenly felt that dying in this life was worth it - if I hadn't died early
If you say so, where can you see such a scenery!" Du Ruo sighed, and was moved to tears.
"Are you moved?" Wu Jie asked.
"certainly!"
"Then let's do something to help them!"
Wu Jie smiled slightly, found his medicine box, took out a few light yellow pills with a rich fragrance from the waterproof box, and gave Manager Lu to take one.
Strangely enough, after taking this pill, Manager Lu's complexion quickly began to improve. In about a quarter of an hour, he recovered as if he was fine!
"Doctor Wu is really a miracle doctor!" He couldn't help but admire sincerely. "In the past, every time I crossed the gorge with wooden rafts, I would have to lie down for three to five days. If I was unlucky, I would even have to lie down for ten days and a half.
I didn’t expect that I would recover immediately after taking your medicine this time!”
Wu Jie smiled and said nothing, and just handed the box to him.
There are about thirty or fifty pills like this in the box.
Manager Lu was shocked and hurriedly refused.
He is not someone who knows nothing about medical skills. He is well aware of how serious his condition of collapse was - that overdraft had greatly depleted his vitality. He could only resume walking after lying down for three to five days or even resting for ten and a half months.
It’s just motivation. If you want to fully recover, you need to practice for at least a month or two!
The stewards of the Pai Gang have always spent their lives sailing the boat. His master, his elders, and the helmsmen of the Pai Gang from generation to generation, none of them can live beyond the age of fifty.
The medicine that can restore one's strength in such a short period of time is probably not easy to find in the world!
"Take it, I still have plenty of this." Wu Jie smiled lightly, looking nonchalant.
He does have an abundance of this stuff. Just take two of Jasmine's pile of snacks and dry them in the shade, grind them up, mix them with some worthless supplements, mix them with honey and roll them into balls.
In fact, since the ginseng pills were made, I don’t know how many have been eaten by Du Ruo...
However, you can't say this. If you say it, you will be in big trouble.
He was inconvenient to explain, and Manager Lu was naturally unwilling to accept it. The two sides were negotiating, and Wu Jie suddenly frowned and turned to look at Jiang An.
On a promontory in the distance ahead, there is a majestic pavilion that is as majestic as a bird stretching out. There are many shadowy figures near the pavilion, and there is an obvious malice coming from there.
Steward Lu also saw something was wrong from his expression, but this steward obviously did not have Wu Jie's extraordinary intuition of almost entering the realm of martial arts, so he could only look confused and nervous.
Wu Jie hesitated and asked, "Will we have a rest at night?"
"Yes, everyone is tired today. When we turn the corner ahead, there will be a beach. We will rest there and set off again tomorrow morning."
