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Chapter 938 Times have really changed!

Feng Yike never thought of destroying this scenic spot, then he would become a sinner for the ages.

Injecting all the breath into his hands, he placed it on the heavy door in front of him and pushed hard. With a rumble, the seemingly impossible giant door was twisted instantly, and the roaring river flowed into the tunnel crazily along the gap.

The Seven-Star Longyuan Sword had already formed an invisible barrier around Feng Yi, and the rushing river water did not touch his body.

Feng Yi was very fast. He twisted the giant door to create a space for one person to pass through, then dodged and rushed into the river. He turned around and twisted the giant door again, reset it to its previous state, and added another seal on the door.

A breath.

The original aura of the zombie is very overbearing. When the seemingly turbulent river water flows through the giant gate again, it chooses to take a detour. The river water that just flowed in will not have any impact on the tunnel, let alone endanger the safety of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. Feng Yi's legs

With a strong push, the whole person rushed out from the bottom of the river like a sword.

When his body was about to break out of the water, he slowed down and only exposed his head, observing the situation outside.

What year and month it was now, and whether there was anyone on the riverside, these were all things that needed to be considered by him. If he showed up rashly, he might be mistaken for a water monster.

Fortunately, there was no one on the riverside. Just when Feng Yi was about to cross the river, he heard a cry for help——

"Help, help!"

He turned around and saw a boat capsized on the river. One person was trying to swim to the shore, while the other person kept calling for help. He obviously didn't know how to swim.

The position where the ship rolled over was exactly where the huge air vortex was created when the giant door was opened just now.

At this time, Feng Yi got up, so he naturally couldn't turn a blind eye and quickly swam to the side of the person calling for help, holding his body and swimming towards the river quickly.

In order not to attract attention, he quietly ordered the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword to put away the barrier, and his robe was instantly soaked with water.

However, the current season should be late summer and early autumn. The sky is high, the sun is strong, the air is not so hot, but the river is not too cold, and it still feels comfortable.

When the person who called for help was brought to the river, the person who swam to the river first hurriedly came over and pulled the two people from the water to the shore.

"Comrade, thank you for your help."

This man was dressed as a fisherman and seemed to be a nearby resident, presumably also the owner of the boat.

However, the clothes on his body are marked with obvious traces of the times——

The kind in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Feng Yi was secretly shocked when he saw this scene. He was still very interested in the history before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China. He often read it, so he knew it at a glance, plus the other person's name...

"Did I stay in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor for so long?"

The drowning man was not seriously injured. He regained consciousness after simply pressing down and spitting out a few mouthfuls of water. When he saw Feng Yihou, he said in a fragile voice: "Comrade, did you save me?"

"That's right, he was the one who saved you."

The fisherman said with some embarrassment: "Brother, it's not that the old man refused to save you. The main reason is that the situation before was too dangerous. There were whirlpools on the river. It was obviously the Dragon King who was angry. Although I said the water quality is okay, if I take you with me, I'm afraid

We will both drown."

The drowning man managed to sit up and shook his head and said: "The theory of ghosts and gods is pure nonsense. The supreme leader has said that all ghosts, ghosts and snakes are paper tigers. We must believe in science."

hiss……

The other person was talking about that great man. Now we have really reached the age where there are no monsters after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

I stayed in the mausoleum for twenty years?

My God, what kind of earth-shaking changes must happen outside.

Uncle Jiu, how are Tingting and the others doing?

Feng Yi felt a little anxious.

"Brother, that's what I say, but you have to believe it."

The fisherman looked around and whispered: "If nothing else, when the invaders invaded before, the Maoshan faction came out in full force. I was still young at that time, and I hid in the dark and saw the real thunder, strange fire,

The poisonous rain was all there, and the opponent even brought the guardian beast with him, and the fight was so dark that the sky was dark, the earth was dark, the sun and the moon were dim..."

The drowning man smiled contemptuously and said: "Only you, a group of uneducated people, believe in these fairy tales that are only found in storybooks."

The fisherman immediately changed his expression and shouted: "Why, you come from a big city and you look down on us old farmers?

Don’t forget, all the leaders are from farmers. One by one of the big leaders nowadays, they are all weak-minded. Don’t think that reading a few books means you are great. How dare you say that you are not from farmers three generations up?

You are forgetting your roots!

If I had known you were this kind of person, the old man would never have taken you across the river."

The drowning man's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he whispered unconvincedly: "The boat capsized and I didn't see you save me."

The fisherman's face also became embarrassed, and he said angrily: "There are no guys who have eaten for me to carry you this way. I told you that it was the Dragon King's vortex just now. If I save you, we will both die."

Forget it, I have nothing to say to people like you, comrade, I’ll leave first.”

After speaking, the fisherman said hello to Feng Yi and walked away angrily.

"Comrade, thank you for your help just now."

The drowning man didn't care about the fisherman's departure. He dug into his pocket and said, "I can't let you save me in vain."

"It's just a little effort, no need to be polite."

Feng Yi waved his hands when he saw this.

"Oh, the money is soaked, I don't know if I can use it..."

The drowning man's expression changed greatly after he took out a few sheets of wet money. He hurriedly exposed the money to the sun and pressed it down with rocks.

Feng Yi's mouth twitched when he saw the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar banknotes. The ocean has disappeared, and now the country's common currency is banknotes.

Now Feng Yi really doesn't have much money on him, and he doesn't know if the boxes of gold and silver he hid before are still there.

"Let me do it."

Seeing that the other party was carefully trying to separate the money, but there was still some damage, Feng Yi took the initiative to say.

The other party did not doubt that he was there. Feng Yi did not act like an ordinary person. He would not snatch money and run away even if he thought about it. Besides, his life was saved by the other party. How can a young man who is not afraid of whirlpools and diving into the water to save people be...

Bad guy?

Feng Yi took the money and felt a faint breath flowing through his fingertips. The banknotes became very easy to separate.

Seeing this scene, the drowning man opened his eyes in surprise and said: "Comrade, you are good at this craft."

Feng Yi smiled and said: "What kind of craft is this? It's just dexterity."

The two chatted for a long time, and the drowning man finally looked at Feng Yi carefully and said, "Comrade, your clothes are quite interesting."

The other party was wearing a relatively old Chinese tunic suit, which is also the most popular clothing at the moment. Feng Yi's robe was indeed a bit out of place.

"I live in the mountains and rarely go out. It's a coincidence that I can save you today."

Feng Yi explained casually.

"No way. Judging from your temperament and conversation, you should come from a good family and have studied well, right?"

the drowning man asked suspiciously.


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