Start Ren Jiazhen: Six-year-old Tianshi

"Oh?"

Zhou Yun's pupils shrank suddenly when he heard these words, the old man's words seemed to be pointing.

After the old man finished speaking, he held the oar with one hand and wiped the sweat from his face with the other hand.

"Everyone, do you want to get on the boat? The old man will spend his whole life on the ferry, and he can't leave this job even when he's old. There's no charge for it!"

Xiahou Congyun waved his hand and was about to speak.

People like him are most wary of the kindness of strangers. This is not the heart of a villain, but the principle of wandering in the rivers and lakes.

The same is true for Lin Jiu, supporting Qiusheng while pulling Wencai.

And the old man was smiling, looking closely at Zhou Yun.

Facing the old man's cloudy gaze, nothing can be seen in it.

Zhou Yun was silent for a moment, then raised his Taoist robe and walked towards the boat.

"Uncle Master." Lin Jiu was anxious.

"It's okay." Zhou Yun murmured softly, and immediately walked to the side of the boat.

The old man also stretched out his hand and dragged Zhou Yun onto the boat.

At the moment of contact, Zhou Yun was very sure.

This old man is an ordinary person, a real ordinary person.

When Lin Jiu and the others saw that Zhou Yun had boarded the boat and was still struggling, Wen Cai also climbed up.

Although Wencai really wanted to take a swim in the cool water of the river, but it was boundless and unstoppable, and it was best to take a boat.

Seeing this scene, Lin Jiu gritted his teeth and took Qiu Sheng onto the boat.

Seeing that several people had climbed up, Xiahou Congyun had no choice but to climb up.

"Hahahahaha, sit still."

The old boatman grinned and pushed the boat away from the shore with his oars.

Immediately, the river was turbulent, and the waves swept over, and the boat turned up and down, almost as if it was about to capsize.

"master!"

Wen Cai lay on the boat and hugged Lin Jiuqiusheng.

"Wow!"

Xiahou Congyun gritted his teeth and sat firmly, but his buttocks were already clamped tightly when the boat was bumping.

But in the end, he couldn't hold on anymore, and lay down on the bed and huddled together with Lin Jiu and the others.

"Hahahahaha, manpower is no match for the power of nature. If you want not to fall, you have to find a way. It's good to shrink, it's good to shrink."

The old boatman laughed.

In front, Zhou Yun sat as if he was walking on flat ground, no matter how the boat swayed, his body did not move at all.

But suddenly hearing the old man's words, Zhou Yun frowned and immediately looked at the old man.

But the old man held on to the oars and ignored Zhou Yun at all.

"Sit down firmly, the waves are very big, hey, the river is in turmoil, if you fall, you will have no chance to escape, even if you can live for a short time, sooner or later you will sink to the bottom and drown in the river.

But the old man comes to punting today, so I have to protect you to pass safely. "

The boatman laughed loudly, with a bold expression on his face showing an expression of endless joy in fighting the river.

On the ground, Lin Jiu held the two apprentices tightly, but the boat swayed really badly.

"Old man, don't say a few words, save some strength to push the boat." Lin Jiu shouted.

"Hahahaha, the old man's boat is not easy. The water is big, but as long as there is something that cannot be overturned by the river, no matter how strong the water waves are, they can't overturn me. I have to endure it. It's over halfway." The old man shouted.

On the side, Zhou Yun was looking at the waves outside the boat.

This deep river is like an abyss, bottomless, and countless decayed souls are buried in it.

Suddenly, what the old man said seemed to hint at something.

But Zhou Yun was not sure, so he could only tilt his head and look back at the old man.

Soon, ten minutes later.

At the end of the waves, the old man came to the opposite bank by boat.

"Wow."

Lin Jiu and his party jumped off the boat and threw up on the ground.

I can't wait to spit out the gall.

The only ones standing were Zhou Yun and Xiahou Congyun.

"Everyone, go slowly."

The old boatman was the same as before, with his oars inserted on the shore, he waved at Zhou Yun and the others with the oars.

Zhou Yun tilted his head again, and met the boatman's cloudy eyes.

"Are you still here for the ferry next time?" Zhou Yun asked casually.

This old man is not simple, Zhou Yun is almost sure, definitely not simple.

But I can't say exactly where, Zhou Yun doesn't like this kind of feeling very much.

"I've been ferrying for a lifetime. Where there's a river, there's an old man. It all depends on fate if I meet you next time!"

After the old man finished speaking, he waved his hand, and as soon as he held the oars hard, the boat was pulled back by the current.

Zhou Yun lowered his head in a trance, watching the boat disappear.

He turned around and glanced at Xiahou Congyun.

Xiahou Congyun held the plain knife so hard that his finger bones turned white, and he was looking at Zhou Yun stubbornly.

"Brother Xiahou." Lin Jiu called out weakly.

Xiahou Congyun immediately looked down at Lin Jiu with difficulty.

"Don't hold on anymore, your pants are all wet." Lin Jiu retched again after speaking.

Xiahou Congyun's chest bulged when he heard this, but he held it back immediately, bloodshot eyes exploded.

But in the end.

"Wow."

Xiahou Congyun spat out a mouthful of filth for more than one meter away, lying on the ground, he vomited wildly.

Zhou Yun looked at these guys, shook his head, and then looked back.

Seeing this, Zhou Yun's expression changed drastically.

The river behind him still looked choppy, but now the whole river was filled with an icy aura.

Negative emotions in the faint world are accumulated in the river.

But the countless dead souls were gone! .

"This……"

Zhou Yun walked to the river in one step. The river water was icy cold, it seemed to be contaminated with the atmosphere of the underworld, but that was all.

"Uncle, what's the matter?" Lin Jiu walked over holding his chest at this moment.

"What's wrong with this river water?" Zhou Yun asked softly.

Lin Jiu's answer was the same as before, not only Lin Jiu, Zhou Yun asked Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai again, it was still the same.

Suddenly, Zhou Yun understood.

It's not that Lin Jiu and Qiusheng saw it differently from me, but that I saw it differently from them before.

With the departure of the old man who punted the boat, what he saw became normal.

"That old man..."

Zhou Yun squeezed his fist, and for the first time, a ray of panic that he couldn't grasp appeared in his heart.

"Uncle Master, what's the matter?" Qiu Sheng looked at Zhou Yun with a pale face from vomiting.

"It's okay." Zhou Yun closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them and took a deep look at the river.

Immediately turned around and looked at Xiahou Congyun.

"How far is Lanruo Temple?"

Xiahou Congyun on the ground raised his head with difficulty: "Go forward, and we will be there in half a day."

Zhou Yun looked up, and there was a huge black shadow in the distance.

It is a towering tree, so huge that it seems to cover a whole world.

And under the huge tree, there is a dilapidated temple.

"Is this Lanruo Temple, Mu Ji?"

Zhou Yun was watching carefully.

Sudden.

Not far away, there was a sound of wind.

At the same time, the most obvious thing was a scream.