Chapter 8 The Spark of Life

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The quiet moonlight shines on the river, accompanied by the stars reflected in it, and the ripples swayed by the boat are looming. The merchant ship sailed alone and calmly in the dark night. This feeling of tranquility and stability would not make people think of words about conspiracy and frame-up. Even if the waves stirred up would rock the hull from side to side, it would be difficult to break the calm.

Who would have known that the people in that cabin had just escaped a fatal disaster. And they would not have thought that such hard-won peace would not last long. Maybe after the sun comes up tomorrow, their joy of escaping and surviving the catastrophe will be replaced by another emotion with a more profound impact.

Lao Zhou, a boatman who is over fifty years old, is an old friend of the Zhang family in Xiahe Town. He has been running boats on the Yellow River for half his life with his young crew members, and he thinks he has seen enough. So what happened tonight made him realize that the guests on his ship were definitely not simple people. At the ferry at Xiahe Town, judging from the chasing officers and soldiers and so many flying arrows, it was very likely that Lao Zhou's ship was carrying several wanted criminals.

Therefore, after Lao Zhou measured the wind direction on the deck and commanded his men to adjust the sail and sail, he retreated to the cabin to rest early and explore the reality of these troublesome guests.

There is only a wooden board between the resting place of Lao Zhou and other crew members and the resting place of the boat passengers, so they only need to gently cut a hole in the corner to see clearly the guests' movements. Lao Zhou has traveled around the world for many years. If he didn't have these two tricks, he would have to walk around without food sooner or later.

After discussing for a while, Lao Zhou planned to personally bring a few young and strong crew members to the compartment to pay a visit, and then send a special person to keep an eye on them in the dark. If there was any abnormality or abnormality, he would knock on the wooden wall as a signal reminder.

Just like that, Lao Zhou came to the cabin where the guests were resting and knocked on the door curtain. After a long while, the tall rich man answered the door, and then asked old Zhou Zuoyi: "Old boatman, why do you come to visit so late?"

Lao Zhou replied: "Sir, who are the three people who just boarded the boat?"

"Old boatman, those three are my friends. I asked you to wait outside the river for a long time just to pick them up!"

"But...but I can see that there are many officers and soldiers chasing him! There is no room for criminals in this ship..." After Lao Zhou said this, he ordered several accompanying crew members to set up several wooden clubs and push the young man away. Although he was warned by the young master's words and warned that Lao Zhou and others did not need to know the details, Lao Zhou still pretended not to hear and forced his way in.

There were three women waiting in the cabin, an injured man, and a "tomboy" who was neither male nor female. A strangely dressed foreign woman slept on a bed made of straw, leaning against the wall that happened to separate the place where Lao Zhou and the crew lived; the rest of the people gathered around the injured man, who was supposed to His face was full of sadness, but when he saw Lao Zhou and others suddenly barging in, they all became hurried and nervous. They were very keen to hide the man lying on the side and the other girl wearing yellow and green clothes.

"Why did you suddenly break in! Still holding a mallet and relying on a few grown men to bully our women?" The girl in red said angrily: "Zhao Kuo, get them out quickly!"

Zhao Kuo replied: "Haha...Miss E Wu, this is really embarrassing..."

"Girl, what do you do? Why would Shenzi ask the government to pursue you?" Lao Zhou asked.

A girl in her early fifteen years complained to the side: "Old boatman, are you Lao Zhou? Do you recognize Zhang Yi, the medical officer of Xiahe Town, who bought this boat? This Miss E Wu She is his cousin!"

"That's it!" Old Zhou responded repeatedly: "Doctor Zhang is an upright and generous man, and he has won the hearts of the people. Since he is Dr. Zhang's friend, I, Old Zhou, will not ask about it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Zhou was about to turn back. Unexpectedly, the foreign girl who had been sleeping in the corner suddenly exclaimed: "Ah ah ah! Look, there is someone inside the wall!"

When Lao Zhou looked around, he realized that the person secretly following him had been exposed. When there was no room for argument, Miss E Wu took the opportunity to get angry. She took out the two knives beside her and stepped in front of Lao Zhou, grabbing his throat.

"What are your intentions? Actually, there is a secret whistle in the boat?" E Feiying held a defensive posture with her right hand and pointed at the opponent's throat with her left hand.

"Miss E Wu, don't be impatient! This is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!" Lao Zhou, with his trembling hands full of wrinkles, ordered a few servants to call the companions in the cubicle, and asked several servants one after another The guest apologized, "These young guys on the boat have been working hard on the water all day, and they haven't seen girls for a long time. No, we happened to meet a few more, and it was inevitable that they would be in love and want to see more..."

After that, Lao Zhou pretended to be angry and scolded the young people who were following him.

Seeing that the old man had no ill intentions, Zhao Kuo immediately said: "In short, we are all friends. Miss E Wu can put down her weapons. Afterwards, can we just block the hole?"

After E Feiying heard this, she nodded in agreement and immediately returned to the injured man. The conflict caused by the misunderstanding was just resolved...

It wasn't until the next morning that the man who had been sleeping for a long time woke up.

For some reason, Bai Feng didn't feel too hard in the stuffy cabin, even though he was in pain.

He naturally thought that he must be under the careful care of others to feel good. So, he subconsciously looked for that person.

Sure enough, after just searching around for a while, he found the other party nearby. At this time, Murong Yan was lying on the straw bed and dozing off, completely unsuspecting.

Bai Feng didn't want to disturb anyone, so she planned to go on the deck to relax her body and mind. Unexpectedly, when his eyes moved to the door, he saw E Feiying standing there holding a knife in her arms, eyes closed as if sleeping. A wealthy daughter who likes to boss others around actually started working as a doorman?

Seeing that the other party was working so hard, Bai Feng woke her up softly, "Miss E, wake up!"

"Bai...Bai Feng?" E Feiying looked at the other party with sleepy eyes in surprise and said, "Are you not dead? You escaped to the boat last night. Your clothes were covered in blood and you completely fainted. I thought... You can't do it anymore..."

After E Feiying finished speaking, she couldn't help but lower her eyes and sob. Bai Feng also noticed at this moment that her upper body was wrapped in white cloth stained with blood, so she replied: "Miss E, although the injury has not healed yet, she is fine now. You were standing here all night last night, right? Why not take a break now?"

"Okay, be careful yourself..." After E Feiying said that, she ran to the side again, took the young man's sword, and said: "I got your sword back, although I didn't know that Bai Shaoxia was holding this sword." What's the use of a broken sword, but it's important to you, right?"

"Thanks……"

The young swordsman then put on the cloak that the unknown knights had put on his head last night, took the Dragon Sword, and said goodbye to him.