Facts have proved that skills have no chance of winning in the face of strength.
When Song Che swam to the turnaround point, Jiang Yuntian and Lin Tong were already halfway back, leaving the others far behind.
The first two places are hopeless, but the third place must be won!
But just as Song Che gritted his teeth and worked hard, he suddenly heard Shen Wenjun shouting:
"Husband! Behind you! Behind you!"
Song Che turned around suddenly.
A big red robe suddenly appeared in the field of vision. The green canal water made the red robe stand out.
There was also a pale female corpse wrapped in that red robe!
The female corpse slowly floated towards Song Che.
Song Che was horrified and his scalp was numb. When he reacted, the female corpse had floated in front of him.
What a coincidence, I was impartial and bumped into him just right.
"Gulu gulu..." Song Che splashed in the water and choked a few large mouthfuls of water. He quickly pulled away the female body and moved back to avoid it. But as soon as he touched the body, he unexpectedly found that there was still residual warmth.
He held the "corpse" and carefully tested the neck. Although the pulse was very weak, it was indeed beating.
"She's alive! She's alive!"
Song Che shouted to the boat.
Jiang Yuntian, who was several positions ahead of Lin Tong and was about to win the first place, heard Song Che's call and jumped up from the water. With the wonderful light skill of "swallow copying water", he stepped on the river as if walking on flat ground. He came to Song Che's side in a moment,
He picked up Song Che with his left hand and the "female corpse" with his right hand, and in a few steps, he jumped back to the imperial ship.
Don't dare to delay.
Song Che carried the "female corpse" into the cabin, took off her wet clothes, covered her with a quilt to keep warm, and performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation and artificial respiration.
She looked like a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old.
"Ahem...poof!"
The girl choked out several large mouthfuls of saliva, her lungs bulged and bulged, she took a deep breath, and her body kept trembling with convulsions.
Song Che wrapped another layer of quilt around her, heated the stove to make it warmer, and drank a few spoonfuls of hot tea. The girl gradually regained her composure.
"Did she...drown?"
Everyone gathered around the bed to see what happened.
Song Che shook his head and picked up the girl's arm. There was a dark red mark on her wrist, obviously she had been kidnapped.
Jiang Yuntian picked up the wet Dahongpao scattered on the ground and said in a deep voice: "Who would wear such gorgeous clothes to jump into the river in the winter? This doesn't look like a wedding dress."
Song Che analyzed: "The river water is so cold that if you soak it for half an hour, you will die, but she is still alive, which means that the drowning will not last more than half an hour... Various signs indicate that she is likely to be kidnapped or under coercion. , diving into the water as a last resort.”
"Could someone intentionally kill someone?"
"If it was intentional murder, her hands would not be freed, but stones would be tied to her body."
Song Che stuffed the girl's hand back into the quilt and said: "If the lawless people want to see people alive or see the body dead, they will definitely come to her. Brother Jiang, go and hang this big red robe on the shore in front of you." , the imperial ship has temporarily stopped moving forward, and let’s see if we can give him some time to wait.”
Jiang Yuntian nodded and walked out of the cabin holding his red robe.
During the New Year's Eve, except for water transport boats, almost nothing else can be seen on the river. If there are people with mysterious movements, you can notice something strange at a glance.
Jiang Yuntian pressed the Dahongpao on the river bank where the turnaround point had been previously determined. Song Che also asked the imperial ship to move back thirty feet, then stood on the bow of the deck and watched the movement on the canal with binoculars at all times.
"If I had known better, I shouldn't have asked you to come up with ideas for fun. It's really unlucky to encounter something like this during the Chinese New Year." Shen Wenjun muttered to the side.
Song Che said softly: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This is a good thing, not bad luck."
Shen Wenjun sighed: "It's a good thing she didn't die, otherwise she would have turned into a ghost if she drowned in a red robe."
Song Che smiled and said: "Then she won't come to us to ask for her life, but to those who harmed her."
It's windy and cold on the river.
Mo Yue waited for half an hour.
I saw a black-peng fishing boat floating on the river. There were two men on the boat. One was holding the pole at the bow and the other was rocking the oar at the stern. The two were looking left and right, obviously looking for something.
There is no fishing season in the canal, so they are definitely not here to fish.
Sure enough, the fishing boat approached the port of Hongpao. The man on the bow picked up his robe with a pole and identified it. He immediately jumped on the river bank and looked for the dilapidated thatched hut. He might have thought that the person was inside. Hiding.
After a while, the man who found no one jumped back into the fishing boat and continued to explore downward, gradually approaching the imperial ship.
"Don't make any moves later, let me interrogate them first." Song Che reminded.
Jiang Yuntian held the sword and nodded.
Soon, the fishing boat approached the imperial ship and they deliberately went around it.
"Hey, fellow villagers, what are you looking for in this cold weather?" Song Che shouted.
The man at the bow of the boat hesitated for a moment before replying: "Returning to the official, my sister was washing clothes on the bank before and hasn't seen her for a long time. We were afraid that she had drowned, so we came along the river bank to look for her."
What a lame excuse!
Song Che snorted and asked, "What does your sister look like and how old is she? We happen to be passing by on a boat. If we find her, we can help you bring her back."
The man on the bow of the boat said: "About fifteen or sixteen years old. He has an oval face and is quite good-looking."
"Are you still wearing red clothes?" Song Che pointed to the red robe in the man's hand.
The man at the stern stopped rowing and stared at Song Che with a serious expression.
Song Che added: "She is on our boat, why don't you come up and look for her?"
The two men stopped talking.
The atmosphere is like a cold wind, reaching freezing point in silence.
"Keep it alive."
"choke!"
Jiang Yuntian immediately drew his sword, jumped out from the bow of the boat, and jumped towards the fishing boat.
Seeing that they were inseparable, the two men each took out machetes from their wupengs and planned to fight.
Jiang Yuntian slashed in the air, his sword energy cut through Wu Peng, and the small fishing boat "squeaked" and split into two.
The man on the bow yelled and swung his sword to strike, but before he could raise his hand, the sword edge had cut his throat.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the man at the back of the boat shouted: "Water escape!" He jumped off the fishing boat and dived into the bottom of the river with a "pop".
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Jiang Yuntian also fell into the water.
The river suddenly returned to calm.
"What are you doing standing still? Why don't you go down and help!" Zhao Qin yelled at the guards.
Lin Tong drew his sword and wanted to go.
At this time, "Gululu..." The river suddenly surged, and Jiang Yuntian was the first to show up with a sword in his mouth. He paddled the water with one hand and strangled the man's wrists with the other.
He used one hand to throw the almost fainting man onto the imperial ship, then he hit the water with one hand and jumped onto the deck.
"Bah... This guy really has some skills. He almost got hanged in the water." Jiang Yuntian quenched the river water and cursed.
"Hurry and get the velvet robe for the general." Zhao Qin called.
"Don't worry, princess." Jiang Yuntian raised his hand to refuse, his body suddenly shook, and the water vapor and cold air that wet his clothes disappeared completely.
He pointed his sword at the man on the deck who kept vomiting, and looked at Song Che:
"You know, the moment he said 'Water Escape Technique', a name came to my mind."
Song Che frowned slightly and whispered: "Red Lotus Sect."
