At this time, the river surface was already in chaos. There were two boats rowing towards the place where the incident occurred. The fishermen on the boats raised their harpoons and shouted loudly, as if calling the boats next to them to come together to rescue people. But more boats raised their sails and sailed desperately to the shore, and some people waved harpoons, just to prevent the fish monster from attacking again and hurting people.
There was another scene on the shore. A man who had been lying lazily in the shade sat up, then took out a small object that was not clearly visible from his body, put it to his mouth and blew it vigorously.
A sharp and shrill whistle came, soaring into the sky, and Yang Zhen on the cliff could hear it clearly. The whistle was high and low, but it was like a wisp, as if it was in the ears, and then dispersed.
Yang Zhen was very curious and didn't know what the purpose of blowing the whistle was. At this time, the fishing boats had docked one after another, and the two fishing boats that were looking for people also turned around and came towards the shore, obviously not rescuing anyone. The strange fish must have been satisfied when it caught one person, hiding in the water and never showing up again.
At this moment, the fishermen who came ashore suddenly burst into cheers. They all looked up at Yang Zhen, waving their hands and jumping up and down. This scene of enthusiastic cheers is very similar to the suffering people in the movie seeing their relatives.
"Have you discovered me? Do you think I can help them? No! It should be... someone behind me?"
Yang Zhen was frightened. Following the gazes of those people, she turned to look at the sky behind her...
There was no one behind him, but under the blue sky, there was a white light speeding towards...
The white light soon came to Yang Zhen's head, probably only a few dozen feet high from him. Yang Zhen looked intently, and saw that the white light was about three feet long, faintly reflecting the luster of metal, and was clearly a sword. What's even more surprising is that there is a person standing on the white light, wearing a blue robe, whose appearance cannot be clearly seen. I just felt that this person stood tall and relaxed, looking around, looking high-spirited and outstanding.
It turns out that there really are immortals in this world...
At this moment, he saw that the flying sword had turned downwards, and when it flashed past Yang Zhen, the immortal on the sword seemed to have glanced at him. Soon, Feijian came to the group of fishermen on the shore, and the Taoist priest slowly descended from Feijian. A person came up to meet him. It was the person who blew the whistle just now. He pointed at the river in the distance and said something loudly.
After the man finished speaking, he took a few steps back and stood with his hands tied, looking very respectful. The fishermen just formed a circle at a distance, no one came forward, and no one dared to make any noise.
After the Taoist priest heard this, he didn't make any move, and a long fishing rod appeared next to him. He raised his hand, and another big snake appeared on the ground. It kept twisting and turning, scaring others to retreat and avoid it.
The Taoist priest stepped forward, grabbed the big snake, tied it to the fishing rod, then opened his hand, and the flying sword came to his feet. The Taoist priest jumped up, stepped on the flying sword, grabbed the fishing rod, and headed towards the river.
When he came to the river, the Taoist put down his fishing rod and saw the snake rolled into a ball and fell into the river. The Taoist priest held the fishing rod in his hand and let the snake struggle and roll on the river. He ignored it and just stood there, motionless, as if he was asleep.
I don’t know how long it took, but I heard a splash and a big fish came out - it turned out to be the man-eating fish monster just now. The fish monster pushed against the waves, pushed it out of the river, and bit the snake.
But he was not as quick as the Taoist priest. With a wave of his hand, the fishing rod and snake disappeared without a trace, and the flying sword on his foot stabbed towards the fish monster like lightning. The fish monster realized that it had been deceived, and let out a dull roar, spraying out a jet of water and hitting Feijian, but it was like a mantis using its arms as a chariot. The flying sword paused for a moment, then quickly passed through the water column, pierced the head of the strange fish, flew out from the other side, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and returned to the Taoist priest's feet. The blade of the sword was still shining with silver, and there was no trace of blood on it.
With a "pop" sound, the body of the strange fish fell from the air and hit the water, causing a big wave. The strange fish twitched a few times, then lost all movement, turning its belly and floating with the waves.
These few times the rabbit rises and the falcon falls, just a few breaths are enough to determine the winner.
The Taoist priest raised his hand again, and a huge fishing net flew out, covering the strange fish corpse, and then rolled it up. The Taoist priest picked up the strange fish with one hand and returned to the shore.
The Taoist priest put away the fishing net, and the huge body of the strange fish was placed on the river beach, like a hill. Everyone gathered around, but two people were kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to the Taoist priest and pointing at the big fish, as if they were pleading for something.
Then I saw the Taoist priest raising his sword and lightly swiping the belly of the strange fish. Blood spurted out, and a human body rolled out. It was the fisherman who had been swallowed by the strange fish not long ago. It's just that this person is bloody and motionless, and he is too dead to die anymore.
After the Taoist priest finished doing this, it was obvious that the matter was over and he would not stay any longer. He was not even interested in the strange fish corpse. After stepping on the flying sword, Shi Shiran left.
The flying sword once again passed by Yang Zhen. After passing over his head, it suddenly turned back and stopped in front of Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen could see clearly now that he was a Taoist priest in his thirties, with his hair tied in a bun and a thin face. He had a green wooden hairpin in his hair and a jade pendant hanging from his waist. He looked quite handsome. Elegant, handsome and extraordinary in bearing.
The Taoist priest looked at Yang Zhen with a serious expression:
"Whose doll are you? Why are you here alone? Where are your adults?"
"I..." Yang Zhen didn't know how to answer for a moment, so she paused and replied, "I live in the Taoist temple in front."
"Oh," the Taoist priest looked at Yang Zhen's clothes, and his tone was much gentler:
"It turns out he's a beggar. It's getting late, so don't wander around in the mountains. This Jushan Mountain...although it's close to the county, there are still wild animals occasionally. We just killed a group of man-eating wild wolves in the past two days. You You’re a little baby, you’d better go back quickly!”
After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he ignored Yang Zhen. The flying sword turned around again and flew high into the sky in a blink of an eye.
"Why……"
Yang Zhen didn't pay attention to what the Taoist priest was saying. At this time, his mind was filled with thoughts such as "immortal", "flying sky", "immortality" and so on. There are really immortals in this world who can fly into the sky and enter the earth and have powerful magic powers! He even talked to me, this was my chance!
Maybe this is the only opportunity in my life to talk to an immortal. I have to seize it. I must give it a try! Even if you fail, you won't lose two pieces of meat. The opportunity to change your destiny may be right in front of you!
"Immortal...immortal master...uncle...uncle, I...I want to worship you as my teacher!"
Yang Zhen shouted loudly behind the Taoist priest, but the title of "Uncle Immortal Master" made him pause for a moment.
There was no response, and all that was left for Yang Zhen was the blue sky and the dazzling white light that was getting farther and farther.
