The Taoist priest in yellow didn't turn around when he said this, as if he didn't take Chen Duo seriously.
With a thought in his mind, Chen Duo suppressed the injury, put one hand behind his back, and put the other hand on Yang Lin's shoulder to block him. He looked at the Taoist priest in yellow with a sneer: "You must have evidence for what you say, I When did you kill your companion?"
When he was talking, the fingers of the hand behind his back were slightly bent, the ring finger and index finger were crossed with each other, and the middle finger was folded back and attached to the back of the hand, in an unusually weird posture.
Unfortunately, as soon as this finger trick was revealed, the surrounding momentum changed, and a huge unknown pressure immediately surged towards Chen Duo.
It was clear that the Taoist priest in yellow did not take action and did not exude momentum, but Chen Duo felt that if he took action, he would fall into a situation that would never be recovered.
"Haha, you are such a hateful young fellow. You actually want to use the 'Finger Killing Technique' to deal with me behind my back. It seems that I really have to teach you a lesson." The Taoist priest in yellow didn't look back, and his voice was neither happy nor angry. .
This person is at least in the Mahayana stage. How could there be such a master here?
A wave of fear rose from the bottom of his heart. Not to mention that Chen Duo had lost the immortal folding formation set up by the eighteen men in yellow clothes. Even with that formation, he might not be able to trap the Taoist priest in yellow clothes.
Chen Duo immediately dispersed his hostility, but still hid behind Yang Lin: "You want to kill me, but before you kill me, I will kill this woman first."
"Haha, have you lost your mind and gone crazy? This young girl has nothing to do with me. Even if you take everyone in the world as a hostage, you can just kill them. You will still die," the man in yellow laughed. There was no trace of smile in his tone.
An invisible pressure shrouded Chen Duo's head. He was sweating profusely in an instant, but he still pressed Yang Lin's throat with three fingers: "You don't know something. This lady is the national representative of the Saklar tribe." The archaeologist who is the most proficient in languages... Senior, although you have advanced cultivation, you probably don’t know the language of the Saklar tribe. Once she dies, there will never be another person like her in the country. Senior, you Do you think her death has anything to do with you?"
When Chen Duo said this, he stared at the Taoist in yellow. If the Taoist showed murderous intent towards him, he would immediately kill Yang Lin and push her body towards the man in yellow. , this can buy you about a second of escape time... which should be enough.
"This little girl understands the language of the Saklar tribe," the Taoist priest in yellow who was sitting by the river finally turned around and looked at Yang Lin with a pair of empty eyes.
Yang Lin immediately felt an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
The yellow-robed Taoist priest's eyes were hollow and stiff, but they were not false eyes. She could indeed feel the other person's gaze. As soon as he looked over, Yang Lin felt as if the blood in her body had been frozen.
Chen Duo used Yang Lin as a shield and hid behind her, looking at the man in yellow with fear: "Yes, she is very knowledgeable about the language of the Saklar tribe. Why, don't you believe it?"
The man in yellow chuckled: "Very good, then I won't kill you for the time being. You are now qualified to wait for the ship."
Waiting for the boat.
Chen Duo asked him: "What ship are you waiting for?"
The Taoist priest in yellow chuckled: "Do you think you can cross this river with your own true energy?"
The river was floating in the air, and the water flowed rapidly. Standing so far away from the river, he could feel a few splashes of river water on his body. Only then did Chen Duo notice that there was no moisture at all.
He was wary of the Taoist priest in yellow and walked towards the river: "This seems to be no ordinary river,"
"Of course, this river was made by Daojun Tianyan who intercepted part of the Wangchuan River in the underworld," the man in yellow said coldly. His eyes emitted a faint light, which made Yang Lin extremely uncomfortable. , as if he died once just by looking at him.
The Naihe Bridge on the Wangchuan River seems to be in legends. There are wandering ghosts floating in it who are not allowed to reincarnate. If a person falls in, he will definitely not be able to climb up.
Although Yang Lin is a scholar, she is not an atheist. She is a little doubtful about this. She looked into the river a few times and found nothing unusual. The water was very turbid and dim, and there was a chill that penetrated the bones when she got close. , the rest are still normal.
Snap.
A fish about a foot long jumped out of the water and fell back again.
Yang Lin breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the man in the yellow robe was playing tricks.
"Then how long should we wait?" Chen Duo asked the Taoist priest in yellow.
The Taoist priest in yellow dropped his eyes again: "I don't know, anyway, last time, I sat here for a full year and still didn't wait."
"One year...doesn't that mean you discovered this place long before the country discovered it," Yang Lin whispered.
Chen Duo was also surprised. This yellow-robed Taoist priest had a very high level of cultivation. He couldn't make it on his own, so he still had to wait here. After waiting for a year, he still had to wait. What kind of boat was that and who was rowing the boat? …
Anyway, everything is weird.
However, this yellow-robed Taoist priest has a strange description. Even a arrogant person like Chen Duo would not dare to provoke him. He has Yang Lin as a hostage, and he is much safer. There is such a person who understands the writing and culture of the Saklar people. With people here, the things left by Daojun Tianyan are even more promising.
"Here we come," the Taoist priest in yellow raised his lips and stood up.
From the upstream, a gorgeously decorated boat floated up. The hull was huge, divided into upper and lower floors, and white lanterns were hung around it. It was a bit like the flower boats on the Qinhuai River in ancient times. There were people on the boat, and there was actually one person who was punting the boat... Really I don’t know how such a big boat could be punted by only one person. Anyway, Yang Lin found it very strange, extremely strange.
The boat stopped in front of the Taoist priest in yellow. The man punting the boat raised his face and looked at the shore: "Three people,"
"Yes, there are three of us. I wonder if we are qualified to board the boat." The Taoist priest in yellow had such a high level of cultivation that he had to ask the boatman honestly.
Not only Yang Lin was confused, but Chen Duo was also confused.
The man who punted the boat was very skinny, as if he had never had a full meal in his life. He was wearing an even more worn-out coir raincoat and bamboo hat, which was incompatible with the gorgeously decorated boat. The man who punted the boat nodded: " Come on board,"
He stretched out a long bamboo pole, and the yellow-robed Taoist grabbed the bamboo pole. When the boatman pulled back and swung, the yellow-robed Taoist landed firmly on the boat.
Then, the bamboo pole was stretched out in front of Chen Duo. Chen Duo hesitated for a moment, then imitated the Taoist priest in yellow and grabbed the bamboo pole, pulled Yang Lin and swung it, and sat on the boat.
The boat was very big, and there were already about ten people in it, including monks, laity, and nuns, and all of them were practitioners.
Yang Lin leaned on a corner and felt that this boat, this punter, and the man in yellow... no, all of them were so weird. It was as if she had suddenly stepped into a ghost story and became the protagonist. .
The boatman was not in a hurry and was still waiting leisurely. Chen Duo asked, "Are we going to cross the river?"
"Why are you so anxious? There are still guests who haven't arrived yet," the boatman turned around and replied, and even smiled. Half of his face was missing, exposing his white teeth... Yang Lin was shocked when she saw it. Jump, finally she has a strong psychological quality and is fine.
Chen Duo frowned and looked at the shore. He knew who the guest was who hadn't arrived yet.
Sure enough, after a while, Chen Zhe and others arrived.
Chen Zhe arrived at the shore and saw that there was a boat here. He came over strangely: "Where is this boat going?"
He, Hao Zhongwen and others chased Chen Duo all the way here. When they got here, they saw the stone forest, the river, and even the boat.
The punter stood on the bow and smiled: "No matter where you go, this boat can always take you to the place you want,"
"Oh my God, why is this boat like this?" Kavin looked at the boat in confusion.
Ma Xiao said with a smile: "But this boat is quite beautiful."
"But that punter is a bit strange..."
"The people in the boat are quite strange..."
"Then why don't we get on the boat?"
What these people said clearly reached the ears of the punter. He looked at his classmates with a smile: "There is no way back to the Tower of Babel. If you come down, you won't be able to go up. If you can't pass this river, you will never go back." Trapped here,"
This man's voice seemed to have a kind of magic power, and his eyes were looking at Chen Zhe, but everyone agreed to him unknowingly, thinking that getting on the ship was a good thing, and he picked them one by one. The boat, and finally Chen Zhe jumped on the boat and saw Chen Duo on the boat...
"As expected, I found you. Let Yang Lin go," Chen Zhe looked at Chen Duo with a smile.
Chen Duo looked at him with a sneer: "You think I'm a fool, Yang Lin is my bargaining chip to save my life this time,"
Chen Zhe put his hand on the Emperor's Hate Sword. Chen Duo looked at Chen Zhe warily: "Let's compete again. I think your injury is quite serious. Do you think you can beat me with such a serious injury?"
"Then try, but you lost to me last time and your Taoist heart is already unstable. It will be very difficult to win against me," Chen Zhe looked at him confidently.
The two of them were at war with each other, but the boatman looked at Chen Zhe and the others coldly: "You can do whatever you want after you get off the boat. If you get on the boat and fight, then throw it off the boat and feed it to the Huangquan fish."
While he was talking, a big fish that was as long as one person jumped out of the water and seemed to glance coldly at Chen Zhe.
This time Yang Lin could see clearly, the fish... had a fish body and a human face, and sharp teeth like knives. It looked very scary.
The two glared at each other and sat down again.
Chen Zhe whispered to Hao Zhongwen: "Brother Hao, it will be very dangerous later. Once you get off the boat, you can find a safer place to go back."
"Okay, what about you," Hao Zhongwen asked him.
Chen Zhe smiled: "I came here to do something..."
Chen Zhe's eyes casually fell on the people on the boat and looked at them carefully. First he took a look at the Taoist priest's yellow clothes and the wide sleeves of the golden dragon woven robe. Chen Zhe frowned and said to himself: "Methodism is really everywhere. You can hit it,"