Wow!
"Help."
There were many undercurrents in the river, and even those who knew how to swim couldn't bear the cold wild water. She drank a few sips of water and barely managed to stay up to the surface of the river.
"Miss Song, please hold my hand."
Yue Guanchao bent down and squatted down, stretching out his arms. The water flow on the river obviously became stronger, and Song Siyuan could not reach his arms.
"I'm fine, it seems like something is wrapping around my ankle!"
When Yue Guanchao heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He took off his backpack and jumped into the river.
"I'm here, don't move around, lean your body back and let your head float up first."
Yue Guanchao plunged into the water, moved the water back and forth with his hands, and swam towards Song Siyuan. The water was much colder than he expected. His whole body felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, and goosebumps appeared on his arms.
He swam to Song Siyuan and looked through the dark river water. Sure enough, there was a circle of dirty things wrapped around her ankles. When he swam close to her ankles, he immediately tore the dirty things away and held Song Siyuan's legs out of the water.
"Hey~ you guys hurry up and get the paddle board and let Miss Song pull the paddle board on board."
Yue Guanchao came out of the water and shouted to the two people on the boat. Lu Fengjian and the others did not dare to hesitate and slapped the oar into the water. Song Siyuan held the oar and was pulled aboard.
When she completely fell into the cabin, Yue Guanchao felt a big stone in his heart.
"Yue Guanchao, come up quickly. The thing that grabbed my ankle just now looks like a claw. It's definitely not a waterweed."
Song Siyuan raised her ankle, and the red handprints could be clearly seen where the water was entangled. Yue Guanchao realized that there was something under the water, and swam desperately towards the edge of the boat.
The moment he approached the edge of the boat, his feet suddenly sank and he was pulled underwater with a pop.
Everything happened so suddenly that Lu Fengjian and the others had no time to drop the oars.
"Watch the tide, watch the tide...Brother Yue, Brother Yue, are you still there?"
Everyone shouted towards the river, but there was only a trembling echo and no one answered.
Yue Guanchao looked up and saw that everyone on the boat was calling his name, but he couldn't make a sound. As he continued to sink under the water, even the calls from the river gradually faded.
He held his breath and looked at his ankle. Where there were water plants on it, it was clearly rippling hair.
The dense hair tightly entangled his feet. He wanted to float upward, but his hair came up to his waist and entangled his hands.
At this moment, Yue Guanchao felt like a mosquito tangled in a spider web, unable to escape no matter what!
"Woo~Hmm~"
He was tightly entangled in his hair and kept being dragged toward the deep water.
The bright light on the river gradually dissipated, and the surroundings returned to darkness. Everything was silent except for the hum of the water. It was as if the shouts of his companions just now were just auditory hallucinations. He felt that he was back in the womb again, becoming lazy like a baby, with his limbs connected. He didn't even want to move, and he no longer resisted the pulling of his hair and slowly fell down.
As we get closer to the bottom of the river, the hair gradually spreads out like a wheat field. Countless hairs are like endless water plants, floating quietly in the mud. From time to time, stumps and broken arms are looming in the hair.
While Yue Guanchao was half asleep, he saw the skeleton in the hair being pecked by a school of fish, and he woke up with a startle!
"What's wrong with me?"
Yue Guanchao was puzzled. He only knew that he wanted to sleep. He could only bite the tip of his tongue desperately to fight against the laziness of his body. At the same time, he kept struggling to get rid of the pull of his hair.
"Roar!"
An old beast roar came from his hair, and Yue Guanchao lowered his head to take a closer look.
The endless field of hair suddenly emitted a pale golden light, and two lantern-like eyes slowly rose.
As the bottom of the river gradually became brighter, he briefly regained his vision and immediately saw the scene at the bottom of the river clearly.
The yellow lanterns are eyes, a pair of old, terrifying, and strange eyes.
Then, the mud at the bottom of the river moved violently, and a deep-river ghost face that was bigger than a black boat gradually emerged from the water and grass.
This head has all the features, and even the skin is elastic, and will rise and fall with the water. It's just that it may have been soaked for too long, and it has become swollen and wrinkled. The face seems to be painted with various dyes, and the face is full of stains, as if it is dead. The mottled and floating corpses that had been there for several days were strange and terrifying, and my heart trembled when I took one more look at them.
The source of the hair field is this ghost face. Thousands of hairs are centered on it and continue to grow around it.
Yue Guanchao saw this scene and thought it was over this time. He didn't know if this thing was a water ghost. Even if it wasn't a water ghost, it was definitely a dirty thing in the river.
The ghost face also noticed him at this time, and his yellow eyes trembled frequently, as if he was longing for new flesh and blood.
Hair instantly increased her strength and dragged him to the bottom of the river.
Yue Guanchao's strength was extremely limited in front of the huge amount of hair. Just when he thought he was certain to die, a few drops of blood suddenly floated out of his arm wrapped in white cloth.
The hair on his arms was tangled with blood, like a burnt beard, and instantly clumped and fell off.
Could it be that...these hairs are afraid of blood?
Yue Guanchao didn't have time to think about it, so he grabbed the bandage with his free arm and tore it open.
The blood was no longer restrained by the bandage and continued to escape towards the river. The hair on his limbs seemed to feel that danger was approaching, and it kept flowing and shrinking towards the bottom of the river.
Zi La~ Zi La~
Blood filled the entire silk field, and countless hairs were broken and clumps. In an instant, they withered and withered, like a grassland burned by wildfire, leaving only bare mud.
