The painting boat slid forward in the dim cave, and countless bats rushed down from the top, except for Lai Benliu and Xun'er, Xiang Que, Kong Dejing and the old housekeeper stopped it with all their strength. A bat that keeps attacking.
The waterway in the cave was winding and tortuous, and the speed of the boat was fast and slow. With the passage of time, Xiang Que couldn't tell where the painting boat under him was heading, but he was very surprised. According to this Judging by the speed and depth of time, the painting boat must have entered the deep mountain on the side of the canyon from the cave. If you want to say that, an amazing fact has emerged.
Could it be that this mountain is completely empty inside, and is full of caves and waterways everywhere, otherwise how could the painting boat go deep here?
I don't know how long it took to kill, Xiang Que already felt his arms were a little numb, and his feet were all sticky with the blood and corpses of bats. Duck, the longer it takes, the more numb it will be, and even irritability.
When Xiang Que was vaguely impatient, Lai Benliu suddenly said: "Be careful."
"Ah" Xiang Que was about to ask, but he was suddenly stunned, his whole body was in a state of vacancy.
"à§" The painting boat fell straight from a height, and the entire hull was falling downwards, accompanied by the sound of "squeaking" water.
"Pfft" the water all slanted down from above, splashing all over Xiang Que's body, only Lai Benliu and Xun'er were only slightly covered with water droplets, and one jumped into the cabin while talking, the old housekeeper and the machine over there Like a cat, he took out a big umbrella and put it on top of the woman's head. Xiang Que and Kong Dejing were soaked and soaked.
Xiang Que said angrily: "It's time to fart."
"Plop" the boat hit the bottom of the water and made a muffled sound when it hit the water.
"Bah" Xiang Que's mouth was smeared with river water mixed with bat blood. The bloody smell was so strong that it made people feel sick. Yes, the hair is full of water, and the person looks like he was fished out of the sewer.
Xiang Que wiped his face, his eyes fixed on Kong Dejing like searchlights.
"What are you looking at? The eyeballs are missing, right?" Kong Dejing gritted her teeth and asked in embarrassment.
"Hehe" Xiang Que continued to have mischievous eyebrows.
Kong Dejing followed his gaze, lowered her head, and found that a perfect figure had been outlined on her drenched body at this time, with unevenness and concavities looming, which was very attractive.
Xiang Que licked his dry lips, said with a smack, "It's good."
"Crackling" Kong Dejing gritted her teeth, took out the bamboo slips and slapped Que intentionally.
"Go back to the cabin, I have clothes, you can change a set." Miss Xun'er turned around and finished speaking, and walked back to the cabin.
"Come in" Lai Benliu poked his head out to greet Xiang Que.
"Oh, I'll go, this old lamp is really slippery" Xiang Que glanced at him.
At this time, the painting boat had stopped quietly on the river, and a waterfall with a vertical drop of about 20 meters behind it roared loudly, and the boat fell from above the waterfall.
"You guys worked really hard to find this place. Didn't 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, but Xiang Que didn't care, he wasn't afraid to look.
"Pa" Xiang Que didn't sit down either, leaning against the doorway with his legs crossed and smoking a cigarette, the four people in the room all looked at him.
Xiang Que shrugged his shoulders and said, "You guys talk about yours, and I'll just listen."
"Let's sit here and chat for a while, it looks so unfamiliar if you are too far away," Lai Benliu said with his head raised.
Xiang Que frowned, and said very vulgarly: "I'm talking to you guys. I almost fell into the river and drowned. I didn't know how I died. What can we talk about?"
"Hehe, do you still have a temper?" Lai Benliu smiled.
Xiang Que's temper is indeed quite strong. Obviously, the four waves of them are kept in the dark, and the other three parties know about it. Since they are all on the same boat, why should they throw him out? Psychological imbalance is a symptom of a team that is disconnected.
"I told you to sit here, just to talk to you about this matter. I didn't tell you before because it was really inconvenient." Lai Benliu said solemnly: "I really didn't intend to hide anything from you, but this matter is very important. Few people know about it, understand?"
"Then why can you talk now?" Xiang Que asked, stretching his neck.
"Because" Lai Benliu has a shortcoming, not because he is too ugly and wretched, but because you have an urge to beat him up when he speaks: "Because I'm telling you now, You can't go out, and you can't leak the news."
"Shua" Xiang Que frowned slightly, and the meaning in the other party's words revealed a signal that the place he was exploring this time was unusual.
"Old man on Yi (yi), do you know who it is?"
The half of the cigarette in Xiang Que's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and he was stunned for a long time without recalling it. The name surprised him.
Lai Benliu didn't care how surprised he was, but said to himself: "No one knows about the old man's life and death. 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 conclusively tell his past, even"
Lai Benliu had just finished speaking halfway, Xiang Que interrupted him directly and said, "It doesn't even mean that he is real, right?"
Lai Ben six nodded, and asked him in a questioning tone: "Then do you believe it?"
Xiang Que took a deep breath, and his hands in his pockets trembled slightly.
Naturally, Xiang Que believed it. There are records of the old man in the Gujing Temple, and some of them are very detailed.
The old man of Yishang, also known as Xiapi Shenren, was a hermit in the Qin and Han Dynasties, and was later included in the divine tree by the Taoist school, which is equivalent to becoming a fairy. This character belongs to the legendary figure.
Until now, there is no definite news or real records to prove the existence of this person, because it is too empty and vain, but there is a person named Zhang Liang who claims to be the disciple of the old man.
Zhang Liang, a generation of counselors in the late Qin Dynasty and early Han Dynasty, and Han Xin and Xiao He were called the three heroes of the early Han Dynasty.
"I am not as good as Zifang"
Zhang Liang, named Zifang, is an outstanding counselor of a generation.
Under the tutelage of the old man Dishang.
Huang Shi Gong.
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