Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Let’s talk about Mr. Jinfeng’s arrival by the river. He heard that the government did not allow the ship to be launched. He waved his hand and directly ordered his men to go down to buy the ship, which was three times the price.

If you pay a lot of money to open the way, there will naturally be solutions.

There are several small wooden boats in the nearby fishing village. Each boat is so small that it can only accommodate two or three people, and it has no roof. It is not a black-sailed boat that can shelter from wind and rain. This kind of boat is very light and can be carried by two big men.

When the government issued the order, the fishermen were panicked and didn't know what happened. Seeing that the big boats on the river were driven away, the small boats were burned. The fishermen naturally couldn't bear to let them go and took advantage of the chaos to carry some small boats and hid them in their homes.

Now some people are willing to pay a lot of money, and they are very moved.

Some people were afraid of the government's accountability and dared not say that there was a boat at home. When they saw people from the same village happily coming back with broken silver, they saw more and more people gathering by the river. They thought they would not sell it, and they would probably be stolen. Then they would be left alone. Isn't it worth it? So they ran home and carried the boat out.

There is a ship, but the problem has not been solved.

"Can this boat work?" Young Master Jinfeng stared at these small wooden boats, his eyes full of suspicion.

The water in Qingjiang is fast. Can such a wooden boat cross the middle of the river smoothly? This is a boat that catches fishing near the river bank!

The subordinates of Jinfeng Villa withstood the question of his young master and said helplessly: "Young Master, you want to buy a boat, and you can say that any boat is OK. Anyway, you must see the boat today!"

“…”

These subordinates sincerely hope that Mr. Jinfeng will calm down. Although his villa has money, the owner of the house has high martial arts skills, and the young master is not a really unreasonable person, but he is in the world, how can he not hit a stalemate? Many things are different from what he thinks. He has to keep a line of people and give others a way out. Giving others a way out is a way out.

"Okay, I'll go and see the wind on the river."

Young Master Jinfeng waved his folding fan irritably and walked to the riverside.

The spring wind is strong in Qingjiang, and the waves are fast.

Young Master Jinfeng doesn’t understand water nature, and he can’t stop feeling in his heart when he sees this situation.

The people from the rivers and lakes near the ferry said in a lingering manner: "Is there no good boatman in the nearby fishing village?"

"That's right, where are the boatmen on the ferry?"

On weekdays, Mr. Jinfeng must throw out money, how much does the boatman need? There is still something that cannot be done in this world? Just crossing the river, it is not about climbing the sky and picking the moon.

Now he was calm and silent, thinking that he was just watching the fun in Taijing. Although the treasure of Emperor Li’s tomb was new, he was also very interested in it, but Jinfeng Villa had money and he could buy whatever he liked.

What's he anxious about?

"Tug the boat into the water!" Young Master Jinfeng gave an order.

"Young Master!"

"Go to the nearby fishing village to buy some harpoons, fishing rods, fishing nets, etc., as well as stoves and charcoal. Let's take a boat to float by the river first." Mr. Jinfeng spread the folding fan and said leisurely, "I happened to be hungry."

Everyone was stunned and watched the people from Jinfeng Villa go to buy things.

Young Master Jinfeng leaned against the side of the boat, blew the wind comfortably, as if he was really not ready to cross the river.

Faced with the excitement of the crowd, the gangsters who couldn't help but curse, Mr. Jinfeng ignored him and sneered: "I do whatever I want. I think there is nothing to go to in Taijing now. It's better to go to the Jiangnan Painting Boat to listen to music and eat West Lake jealous fish! As for the treasure of the imperial tomb, isn't it still not appearing? Why are you anxious?"

Everyone was so angry that they couldn't wait for the elders and leaders of major sects, and then they couldn't cross the river. Finally, they saw a big man who was famous in the world, sitting on the boat and fishing?

"You guys say, will all those people get the news and leave us first?"

"No, this is the closest way to Yongzhou to Taijing!"

"What if I didn't go to Taijing? Although it is said that Emperor Li's tomb is going to Yunshan in Taijing, no one who said so has found the treasure! I see that the truth is that, and fooled us, who are unintentional and sects, and they will go to the fortunate first."

This statement began to shake everyone and was shocked and confused.

Because the people in Jinfeng Villa have many horses, there are no big boats now, and horses cannot cross the river. These horses are all good breeds, so it is too much to sell them at a low price. So some people took their horses downstream and wanted to find a ferry a hundred miles away.

As a result, I was seen by others and thought that Emperor Li’s tomb was really not in Taijing, so I followed him in a hurry.

The young master of Jinfeng on the boat: "..."

Just as he was laughing and crying and wanted to feel emotion, the hull suddenly shook and flew on the spot.

Young Master Jinfeng stabilized his body and was about to scold his subordinates, but he saw the person who was fucking the oars quickly turned around and said, "Young Master, look, there are people on the river."

On the open river, a person is very small.

But as long as someone sees it, no one will take his eyes away.

Because this man was walking on the river, the wind blew the sleeves of the robe bulged.

Logically speaking, such a strong wind will be blown into a mess for a long time, and the sleeves may be fanned onto his face. However, this person can maintain his appearance, and his head and clothes just move lightly with the wind, and they are as elegant as immortals.

It was too far apart, not only could he not see the person's appearance clearly, but he could not even tell what kind of clothes he was wearing.

But who would care about this? Walking on the river is like a flat ground. Will the martial arts function reach this level?

"Bang."

Young Master Jinfeng's fan fell off, and then he quickly came back to his senses, understanding why the boat was spinning in place, because the paddler was as shocked as he did and could not grasp the things in his hand.

Everyone on the shore is similar.

First, he saw it alone, and then he shouted. More people looked towards the river, their mouths wider than the other.

Most of them are not as shocked as the people in Jinfeng Villa. Because of their limited strength and no deeper concept of top masters, they still instinctively think that this is a mysterious figure who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts.

"The River God has appeared!"

The people working by the river all knelt on the ground and kowtowed in awe.

Young Master Jinfeng picked up the fan, stood up and stared at the man's feet.

Light skills can step on snow without traces, but flying on the grass is a description, because the body movement is extremely fast and looks like flying. When you want to cross the river, you usually kick a large splash of water. When you lift a breath of true energy, you will be exhausted and the person will fall into the water.

But this man walked slowly and had an extraordinary demeanor, just like the people shouted, like a god.

Qingjiang is windy and thunderous.

Meng Qi's boots were completely wet. He didn't look squinted or bow his head, and continued to walk forward.

The wood as big as a half door panel is floating in the waves.

Meng Qi seemed to be walking slowly, but in fact it was not like this at all.

His ability is to not splash too much water when stepping on the water surface, and his upper body can keep a posture unchanged. In addition, he is already a distance from the shore, so others cannot see his tricks.

Meng Qi would step on the wooden board to borrow strength before he could use up his breath.

At this time, the wooden board will sink heavily and then float in the direction of the water flow.

A black carp floated out of the river at the right time, and quickly hit the wooden board to the other side.

If there were no fish, Meng Qi would probably have to "walk" downstream along the water. Don't think about crossing the river or something.

The black-scaled fish swims in the water very quickly. The Qingjiang River has spiritual energy, but it has not swam happily for a long time. Even if it is calm, it will expose some of its nature when it goes into the water.

Meng Qi narrowed his eyes and looked at the black shadows passing by the waves.

The doctor's true body is smaller than he imagined. It is considered a big fish for the fishermen. It is as thick as an arm, flexible and agile as the body is, and the scales are so bright that it can almost reflect his own shadow.

If people see it in the water, they will only scream a few times in surprise and call people to come to see it, instead of treating the fish as a monster.

Because it looks like a carp, the size of the conjoined body is also common.

However, the fish is a bit incredible.

It does not require a fish tail to hit the wooden board, nor does it need to put the wooden board on it. With the waves caused by swiming quickly, it can briefly change the direction of the wooden board floating.

This is a river with very fast water. It is as small as the wooden boards are so big that the boats are pushed downwards. The ferry also has to spend the effort to control the boats to fight against the water. The boatman with poor skills and strength cannot control the Qingjiang ferry.

As a fish, it is good to not be taken away by the water flow.

Meng Qi looked at the doctor with admiration and didn't realize that he had become a true form, he was not an ordinary gerbil.

——The ordinary gerbil is not as fast as Master Meng, nor is it skillful.

In fact, Mo Li didn't know that he had this kind of talent. The pool water he was "born" was too small. Although there were many streams in Qimao Mountain, people could not die in the deepest part, and the river was less than one meter wide.

There is no big lake, only ponds formed after the snow melts.

The place is smaller, and the fish swimming naturally cannot increase. How to show it?

Mo Li swam and thought, if he hadn't had enough strength, he might have died long ago when he was washed out by the mountain torrent. How could he still struggle in the mountain torrent and turn into a human form to hug a tree?

No matter how fast the Qingjiang River is, it is not as good as a mountain torrent.

Mo Li was aiming at Meng Qi in the water, and had to admit that even if some people carried their luggage and crossed the river carefully on wooden boards, they could walk out of the world and be independent.

“…”

I vomited a bubble helplessly.

Mo Li was convinced by Meng Qi because Meng Qi had such ability.

——Rumor is rumor after all. When the real Master Meng appears, others will regard it as a fake, and simply make a drama that cannot be imitated in public.

Now that I arrived at the middle of the river, Mo Li suddenly noticed a vast spiritual energy.

It jumped out of the water and looked north, which was the direction of Taijing.

Meng Qi also looked up at the same time and stared deeply at the outline of the mountains in the distance.

"...I felt a spiritual energy, a particularly wonderful feeling." Meng Qi shook his fingers, his expression unpredictable.
Chapter completed!