Ye Wumian fell into the world of martial arts when he was a child, and his fear of others is almost ingrained into his bones.
Especially when escorting Luo Xiangzhu, he did not dare to take it lightly. A pair of moves were like eagle eyes, scanning the wooden boat, the crew and the boatman sharply.
Then he thought: "It would be better if we just raise the price. The people who are most afraid of murder and arson, the desperadoes, are hiding among these three people."
Thinking about this aspect, he took a more detailed look.
Maybe he stared at the boatman so hard that he made people unhappy.
The boatman rolled up his sweaty sleeves and counted with his fingers: "Girl Tuo, I only charged you sixty-six cents for the two of you. I really dared to lower the price for you. I want the ship." Maintenance, workers have to eat, and after excluding these expenses, you will earn almost nothing."
The implication was that Ye Wumian kept looking at him because he thought the boat fare was expensive.
Ye Wumian ignored these words.
It was understandable that he was so suspicious. In fact, this ship appeared to be very sinister. However, he looked up and down, left and right, and found nothing unusual. It was so normal that he had nothing to say.
This boatman is an ordinary, thin old man. The wrinkles on his face extend to the corners of his mouth, forming what is commonly known as "crying lines." To, rather than use a sword or a sword;
The two men were naturally strong, but judging from the strength they used to tie the ropes to the boat, it was obvious that they had no foundation in martial arts.
None of these three people smelled of blood, had no murderous intent, and did not look like extremely evil people.
This wooden boat is just an ordinary wooden boat, and it doesn't look like it is equipped with mechanisms.
The cabin below the deck is slightly thicker and has a deeper draft. It is probably because some heavy objects have been piled on it. It is not unusual for people who are doing extradition business to bring some daily luggage with them in the cabin for expenses.
"The man is not a strong man, and the ship is not a pirate ship, so what should I fear?" Ye Wumian thought, "Although people must be cautious, they must not be suspicious. Even if you think of the worst, these three people are evil people. I have Song Wen. With a sword in hand and several powerful sword moves pressing against you, why don’t you dare to board a small wooden boat?”
The road to the rivers and lakes has been going relatively smoothly recently. After finding no obvious abnormalities, his suspicions gradually disappeared.
He exhaled and followed the boatman's words: "Okay, I understand that your job is not easy, so I won't bargain with you. Sixty-six cents is sixty-six cents. But don't wait until you reach the center of the river. Temporary price increase!"
The boatman shouted: "You little girl, why do you insult me by saying this! I have been driving a ferry on the Xiangjiang River for more than 30 years, and I always agree on how much I want before getting on the boat. How can I ever do this like you said?" Such a situation!"
Ye Wumian ignored him, went to get the horse under the tree, supported Luo Xiangzhu, rocked onto the boat, and placed the package on the deck.
Although the boat was not very big, the deck was sturdy and could accommodate five of them plus a horse, so there was no pressure on them.
The captain jumped to the bow of the boat, took out a wine bottle, took a long sip of wine, shouted a chant and started shaking the oar.
The two men untied the rope, stowed the anchor, set up the sail, and sat on the left and right sides of the boat. They also rocked the oars on both sides in accordance with the captain's call.
For a moment, the wind blew the sails and the ship sucked the water. It slowly turned its head and sailed towards the other shore.
After the boat sailed steadily, Ye Wumian gradually felt relieved and asked Luo Xiangzhu to sit on the deck.
Luo Xiangzhu sat down, leaned to the side and said, "Amian, come and sit too."
Ye Wumian shook his head and said loudly: "I'm from the north. I get seasick standing, let alone sitting. It's better to stand."
Luo Xiangzhu stood up and said, "Then I will stand with you."
The sleepless night was not really about seasickness, it was actually a deliberate attempt to show off. If the boatman is really malicious, he will definitely start from this flaw, so he can use his plan to deal with it.
But as if his worries didn't exist, the boatman ignored his loud show of weakness and just continued to yell and rock the boat.
A gust of river wind blew, causing his skirt to dance and his voice to be loud.
He looked up and saw that the farther away from the shore, the whiter the sky became. Downstream, the river meets the sky, and the water and sky are the same color. There is no obvious difference between the water and the sky. Only the green mountains on both sides of the strait and the clouds in the sky are floating and dotted, and this is the distinction between water and sky.
The mountains and rivers are majestic, and the mind is open to sleepless nights.
I thought of some ancient texts and Tang poems about powerful sword moves, and thought to myself: "Wang Bo said, 'Autumn water has the same color as the sky.' For similarity.”
The autumn mood is overwhelming, and the cold wind is gradually blowing on the river.
As they approached the center of the river, Luo Xiangzhu shivered from the cold. Ye Wumian quickly took out a piece of clothing from the package on the ground and put it on with her.
That is, when I bent down to pick up the package, my hand touched the deck and I felt a strange movement.
This unusual movement was not caused by the people walking on the deck, nor the movement of oars, nor the movement of water. It was thought to be the movement in the cargo hold below the deck.
His heart suddenly shook: "Is there someone else hiding in this cargo hold?"
He quickly glanced at the boatman and saw that the boatman's eyes were also looking at him. Seeing him looking at him, he quickly looked away, took out the jug and drank again, pretending to be nonchalant.
Ye Wumian's face darkened, and he already had the worst plan in mind.
Feeling the movement below the deck, he quickly returned to his normal expression, put clothes on Luo Xiangzhu, and whispered quietly in her ear: "Miss, there is a ghost on this ship. Please tighten my left hand later to prevent it from falling into the river." .”
His right hand has been quietly pressed on the scabbard at his waist, and when something goes wrong, he will draw out the pine pattern sword to deal with it.
Luo Xiangzhu's pretty face suddenly turned pale, a little unnatural, she clenched her fist and approached Ye Wumian's hand. Watch him nervously, waiting for him to make any move.
The boat sailed for a while, and happened to reach the center of the river. The wind and waves became more and more violent, and the lone wild goose flew low and whined for a long time; the river water made the oars vibrate, and splashed cold waves and flowers.
Ye Wumian suddenly looked at the captain and said, "Your deck is so thick, what kind of stuff is packed in the cabin?"
The boatman's face froze, and then he forced a smile and said: "Haha, they are filled with our daily necessities."
Ye Wumian said: "Are daily necessities so heavy? I see that the draft of your boat is very deep!"
The boatman said: "You girl, you don't know. People who work in our profession have three meals a day, eat, drink, and sleep on the boat. Naturally, there are too many things. When there are too many things, it goes without saying that they become heavier." ”
Ye Wumian said "Oh" and said, "Do daily necessities also move around?"
The man's face changed greatly, and he forced himself to explain: "I thought the old round pillow fell down, so it rolled around."
There was a "clang" sound, and the pine-patterned sword was quickly unsheathed.
Ye Wumian looked at the boatman, not even looking directly at the deck. His internal energy burst out, and the tip of the sword sank, stabbing somewhere straight, piercing the deck and penetrating deep.
Only a wailing sound was heard, and Ye Wumian drew out his sword. There was a piece of white paste-like liquid in the middle of the sword body, and the tail of the sword was dripping with blood.
It seemed that the person below the deck was impaled directly through the head.
Ye Wumian sneered: "Will your round pillow still bleed?"
Seeing that he had nothing to hide, the boatman pulled out a bright knife from the secret box on his side with a "clang" and was about to cut him. His movements were clumsy, but his eyes showed a fierce look.
Ye Wumian picked up Luo Xiangzhu, jumped up, hit him in the chest with a flying kick, and kicked the boatman down the river, occupying his original position.
There was a "Pulling" sound, and the deck was lifted open in two layers, revealing the space below. Four people jumped from it onto the deck, causing the ship to rock from side to side, up and down.
There was another person in the cargo hold, holding a nine-ring machete, but his head was pierced and he was lying face up.
Blood and white brains flowed out all over the cabin. It seemed that he could not survive, and only his body was still twitching and struggling.
The smell of blood penetrated the cargo hold and reached the deck, making Luo Xiangzhu retching several times and frowning at the sleepless night.
The four people did not smell it, did not carefully examine the injuries, did not perform rescue operations, and just let the man with the machete lie there, living and dying at will, as if they did not know him.
Ye Wumian was shocked to see it.
It turned out that the cargo hold was so thick and the ship's draft was so deep, not because of the daily items stacked inside, but because five people were actually hidden inside.
It was also because of his luck that the man with the nine-ring machete wanted to sneak attack from below, but he predicted the noise and struck first, killing him with one sword strike.
Otherwise, at this moment, we don’t know what kind of dangerous situation we will fall into.
Ye Wumian protected Luo Xiangzhu, letting her stand firm, clinging to the railing of the boat, and carefully falling into the river.
A pine pattern sword is placed across the chest to block the vital points and prevent sneak attacks from hidden weapons.
With eyes like knives, he looked at the four people.
One of these four people was born ugly and tall. He was nine feet long, with big shoulders and a round waist. His legs were as thick as tree trunks. He weighed at least three hundred kilograms. The two copper hammers he held were gilded with patterns. They were very huge. I'm afraid they were too big. More than 100 kilograms.
The other three were all of medium to thin build, and all carried light weapons.
It seemed that the only thing that weighed down the ship was the strong man and his weapons.
There was a person who looked familiar. He was dressed as a scholar, wearing a scholar's crown and a green cloak to block the river wind. He held a long sword with a dragon scale iron sheath in his hand, looking at Ye Wumian with lustful eyes.
I felt nauseated all night and felt like I had seen this person before.
The scholar-looking man pointed at Ye Wumian and said to the young man next to him: "Master, this girl is the stunning maid I met by chance outside the old street of Dongshi.
how? Didn't I praise Haikou? Isn’t it beautiful and fragrant? Isn’t it stunning? I've worked hard to follow you all the way, and it's worth it to ask you to set up an ambush here! "
On the young man's face, there was a conspicuous black birthmark on his right masseter muscle. As his face twitched, the birthmark also twisted.
Ye Wumian secretly said: "This person is really ugly in life." He spat secretly.
The man with the birthmark looked at Ye Wumian, then at Luo Xiangzhu, and suddenly laughed loudly and said: "Lai Cong, you are really smart. The maid is certainly good-looking, but the panic-stricken pretty face she is protecting so tightly, The beauty is even better.
If you only see the maid but not her, you are really a pig that cannot eat fine chaff! "
Lai Cong wondered: "The boss, the pretty face she is protecting, no matter how good-looking she is, is still a man. The boss is a wise man, but don't be confused for a moment, change your temper, and become a man, just to provoke trouble." The brothers on the road are laughing at you!"
The boss of the man with the birthmark said angrily: "I'm going to mess with your mother and change your temper. That person is just a woman pretending to be a man! I'll pull off the hat on her head later so that you can see clearly."
Lai Cong looked at Luo Xiangzhu, hissed, and was amazed. He looked at her up and down, as if he didn't believe it. Luo Xiangzhu was a little frightened by the sight and hid behind Ye Wumian.
Ye Wumian secretly said something bad.
Although this big boss is very ugly, his eyes are ruthless. He can actually tell at a glance that Luo Xiangzhu is a woman disguised as a man and has a different hairpin.
He looked at Lai Cong and said expressionlessly: "Who I thought it was turned out to be the wretched scholar I saw when I entered the old street of Dongshi more than half a month ago. You are amazing. You didn't act that day. I have been holding back until today before taking action.”
That day I saw the lustful look in Lai Cong's eyes, so I thought he was just a passerby and didn't pay much attention to him.
Who would have thought that this "passerby" turned out to be a crazy man who secretly started stalking and kept silent for more than half a month.
He waited until he colluded with the boss and others to specially design a trap here, and thought he was safe before revealing his true identity.
Such endurance is really amazing.
