into delusion

The prodigal son's complexion was very bad, it could no longer be described as pale, and he looked like he was dying.But his smile is so sincere, even those bright eyes are full of smiles, as if standing in front of him is an old friend he reunited after a long time, not a passerby who met by chance.

Seeing the smile on Shen Yan's face, the hostility in Yan Mo's eyes couldn't help but ease, and he asked, "Aren't you going to chase?"

What Yan Mo asked was naturally the escaped Anaconda woman. If what the old godly woman said was true, he might be looking for a way to relieve Gu from her.

Shen Yan shook her head: "Mother-child Gu is extremely vicious, and the Anaconda is determined to kill me, so it's useless to catch her. But you, why are you here?"

With Gu poison in his body, going to find the Anaconda is nothing but a trick.This time she was scared off, but next time it might not be so easy. Shen Yan didn't intend to drag Yan Mo into the game, so he changed the topic lightly.

"Something happened, and I passed by here unintentionally." Yan Mo didn't intend to say that there were still pursuers behind him. When they met for the first time, there were also pursuers behind Shen Yan, so he left in a hurry in order not to implicate him. go.

However, Yan Mo didn't say anything, but Shen Yan sniffled his nose lightly, showing a bit surprised: "Zuihunsan? Someone is chasing you? I'm sorry for wasting your time."

There is a friend who is proficient in pharmacology, and Shen Yan is also familiar with these tracking potions, but he is not worried about the troubles that the enemy behind Yan Mo will bring to him, nor does he help this friend who met by chance to defend against the enemy His plan—in his current situation, dealing with Nana Granny was already exhausting, and it would be just a burden to stay—he just apologized sincerely for wasting this moment for himself.

"It's not considered a delay." Faced with Shen Yan's apology, Yan Mo seemed to have remembered something, and took out something from his bosom and handed it over.

The prodigal son took it, and his body stagnated.Holding a book in blood, the handwriting has become dark red and dirty, and there is still a bit of bloody smell left.In the past two days, he had slept too little and had been poisoned too much. His eyes were actually not functioning well. After staring intently for a long time, he finally saw the words on the blood book.

Closing his eyes lightly, he sighed, "It's all my fault that I missed Master's life."

"Zhi trusted me to hand over the suicide note and evidence to the abbot of Shaolin, and asked me to bring a sentence to the abbot, saying that the murderer was not Shen Yan." Yan Mo received it casually.

Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in the prodigal son's eyes, which soon turned into unspeakable bitterness. After a long time, he solemnly replied, "Thank you."

Those two simple words contained a weight worth more than a thousand gold, and Yan Mo didn't even say them when he saved his life just now.The prodigal son was never afraid of losing his life, he was only afraid of dying unjustly.However, not many people in this arena are willing to believe in the prodigal son, let alone galloping thousands of miles, just to give him a clear name.

Anyone can hear the weight of these two words, but Yan Mo didn't take it seriously, instead he asked, "Where are you going now?"

"Cross the river, go to Yuntai Mountain to find a friend, and cure the Gu poison on your body." Even standing unsteadily, Shen Yan still didn't ask for help, but smiled lightly, talking about her plan.

Yan Mo nodded: "I'll take you across the river."

Shen Yan didn't ask for it, and Yan Mo didn't mean to ask either. He simply stated the result, as if what they were going to cross was not the Yellow River, nor was what they were looking for, not to mention the enemies chasing after them.

Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, and finally laughed, "It's a pity that I didn't bring wine today, otherwise I would have a drink with Brother Yan."

The road ahead is confused and the road behind is dangerous. The prodigal son knows these things better than anyone else, but his smile is still so contagious, as if these difficulties and obstacles are only suitable as side dishes for wine, and cannot stop him from taking a step forward.

Yan Mo's lips couldn't help but slipped into a smile: "Can I still go?"

"I'm afraid I have to borrow a little strength."

Shen Yan sneered, and took two steps forward generously, Yan Mo didn't mind, stretched out his hand to wrap his still intact arm, lightened his feet, and the two ran towards the river together.

The night was getting darker, and the full moon slowly climbed to the top of the zenith, and the silver light like snow ripples swayed down, making the wide river surface full of moonlight, and also making the river that looked rough and dangerous during the day appear a little bit darker. Very quiet and soft.

However, anyone who stands on the bank of the Yellow River will involuntarily hold his breath. The river is as wide as the sea for more than ten miles.The rushing East Passing Water has taken away countless vicissitudes and years, and has also nurtured generations of Zhongyuan people, but no matter how thick and graceful the river is, it is still an out-and-out fierce beast. The accumulated silt causes the Yellow River to flood every year, changing its course and taking roads, and tens of thousands of people are often displaced. If you underestimate it, you will be swallowed by this ruthless river.

Tonight, there are two daring men who want to venture into the root of this turbid current.

In the hut, the wrinkled old boatman begged tremblingly: "Guest officer, you can't cross this section of the estuary at night! The old man has held a boat by the river for 40 years, and no one dares to break this rule. The Dragon Lord lives in our river, he can swallow the boat by taking a breath at night, I really..."

With a snap, a suet white jade dragon and phoenix pendant was thrown in front of the old man. Looking at the carver, he knew that it was a good piece worth hundreds of taels of silver.His eyes lit up suddenly, and smile lines appeared on that old walnut face: "Guest officer, don't worry! There is no one who is more familiar with the river at this ferry than me. I will send you to the other side within two hours!"

Yan Mo glanced at the prodigal son who flung out the jade pendant: "Are you going to use jade?"

"It's not too expensive to buy life money." Shen Yan grinned, "Not to mention that all the silver on my body has been thrown away as a hidden weapon. It may be difficult to find silver ingots now."

Shaking his head, Yan Mo stopped talking nonsense, picked up the prodigal son and walked to the boat by the river.

The old man's boat was a black-boned boat half-carried by people and half-laden by cargo, and the old dirt that had accumulated for many years had not been taken care of, exuding an unpleasant stench, but the two young masters didn't dislike them, and sat on the deck together .Seeing the guests take their seats, the old man tied the torch on the bow of the boat higher, went to the side of the boat to prop up the bamboo wormwood, and the long pole touched the river bank, and the boat slid lightly into the river.

There is fog on the Yellow River at night, as if the long-lasting turbid water vapor has not been suppressed by the sun, rushing out of the river wantonly.Under the shroud of water mist, the turbid stream became more and more peaceful, like a sleeping dragon, with occasional wind blowing past the ears, and also like the soft snoring of the evil dragon in its sleep.

It was flying with lightness kung fu, and fighting desperately. Shen and Yan were exhausted for a long time. Now that they are on the boat, they naturally have to practice kung fu cross-legged.Surrounded by the tranquil water mist and wind sound, even falling into samadhi becomes like falling into deep sleep.The old man who punted the boat babbled at first, but the more the boat slid towards the middle of the river, the less he spoke, as if he was afraid of interrupting the dragon's dream.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Mo suddenly raised his head and stared straight at somewhere in the mist.After a while, he stood up suddenly, quickly removed his clothes, shoes and socks, and stood at the bow of the boat with only a pair of pants. The gentle moonlight shone on his white jade-like skin, as if emitting a faint halo, every inch of his skin It all seemed so appropriate.This is a body that should be fascinating, but the owner of the body exudes a chilling murderous aura.

"Brother Yan." A hoarse and gentle voice called him, and the prodigal son waved his hand lightly, "If you don't mind, use it."

As soon as he raised his hand, Yan Mo grabbed the thing that Shen Yan threw over. It was a crystal clear sword like an ice blade, only one foot three points long, and it was called "Wuying".

Glancing at the dagger, Yan Mo smiled softly: "Wait for me to come back."

Following these words, the naked figure jumped into the water and disappeared without even splashing a splash.Seeing this situation, the old man couldn't help becoming impatient: "Guest officer, this is the heart of the river! How can you just jump into the river casually, be careful of the Dragon King..."

"Dragon King?" Shen Yan kept staring intently at the river where Yan Mo's figure disappeared, and then lazily replied after a long time, "I'm afraid that if the Dragon King didn't come, the water ghost was first attracted. Old man, your torch is too high." Taller……"

Before the words were finished, the old face under the orange torch suddenly turned ferocious, the penny slapped the water suddenly, and a bamboo sword was pulled out. The old man seemed to be decades younger, and his movements were as fast as thunder, stabbing at Shen Yan.

No weapons, no hidden weapons, a strange Gu in his body, poisoned his lungs, and even lost an arm. At this time, the prodigal son seemed to have no choice but to let the mermaid go, but he didn't even turn his face, and he was still able to move In one hand, a flash of light popped out from the fingertips, which instantly sank between the killer's brows. The stooped body shook and fell overboard, but Shen Yan suddenly stretched out his hand, pulling it not the corpse about to fall into the water, but the corpse The sharp blade in the hand.

After snatching the long sword, the prodigal son flicked the edge of the sword lightly, with a smile on his face: "It is indeed a good sword."

At this time, the sound of the body falling into the water suddenly sounded, but it was only a splash, and the river surface was quiet again.Fu Jian sat on the bow of the boat, and Shen Yan looked at the full moon in the sky in a daze. When was the last time when he saw the full moon?With the turmoil in the world, it seems that even he, a prodigal son, has lost all the thought of spending time in the moonlight. Now that his life is at stake, why is he suddenly nostalgic for such a graceful moon shadow.

The sound of the wind blowing through the Uppong, the night dew became thicker, and a lone boat floated on the wide and quiet river like this, as if it was going down the current, but it seemed to be eternally motionless.From time to time there were muffled hums in the distant dense fog, and from time to time there was the sound of metal and iron intersecting weapons, accompanied by the endless undulations of the water, like a hazy nocturne.

After a long time, like a blink of an eye, there was a splashing sound from the bow of the ship, and a finger as white as jade clasped the deck. The five fingers were slender and the knuckles were slender, like a ghost that fell into the river and climbed onto the deck. up the bow.But if it is a ghost, I am afraid it is also a handsome ghost that can be written in the storybook.

The prodigal son laughed: "Brother Yan, you have worked hard."

Yan Mo floated out of the water and lightly jumped onto the bow.Even after going through a death fight, his body was still not stained with any blood, his fair and shapely limbs were covered with water drops, and even the white pants became almost transparent, sticking to his body.Gently flicking a drop of water on his arm, Yan Mo stretched out his hand: "I return the sword to you."

The frivolous Shadowless Sword looked almost transparent under the moonlight, and it complemented that flawless white arm.Shen Yan smiled, took the dagger, and handed over another thing: "I also got a sword, just to give it to you."

Yan Mo glanced at the boatman who had disappeared, and took the long sword clearly.It was a sword in a staff, the blade was slender and sharp, it seemed to overflow with light, it was his favorite sword shape.After flicking the edge of the sword, Yan Mo couldn't help but praise: "Good sword."

Praise, he didn't delay, he put on his clothes calmly, looked around and looked around, just now sat on the bow of the boat, stretched out his hands to hold the oars.

"You know how to row a boat?" The prodigal son asked curiously. Being able to fight in the extremely dangerous Yellow River is considered unparalleled in the world. Now he can even drive a boat. Could it be that he was born as a fisherman?

Yan Mo raised the corners of his lips in a rare way, showing a faint smile: "When I was young, I learned martial arts from my master, and I was not allowed to eat meat, so I had to go down the river to catch fish by myself."

At that time, Yan Mo ate poisonous insects every day, and there were not even a normal living thing in the mountains and plains. He didn't know how much effort he spent in order to touch some fish and shrimps to satisfy his hunger.As if infected by his smile, Shen Yan's slightly locked brows also stretched out: "Don't say, all the rabbits in the back mountain were all harmed by me back then. That's when I got to the basic level of Qinggong..."

The two people's eyes met, and they couldn't help laughing, Yan Mo lightly waved the oar in his hand, and the lonely boat sailed towards the opposite bank as if flying.

The author has something to say: It’s a little early to finish coding today, so I’ll update it first, what a surprise XD

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