It’s Not Easy Being a Master Chapter 109: Across the Wangchuan River

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The fire from the lantern illuminates the dim surroundings, Jiu Mei leaned over and gently held Mia in her arms, carried the lantern and walked to Gu Li's side with a smile on her face, and said: "Go Right."

Gu Li frowned and asked puzzledly: "Jiumei, what happened just now? It seemed like a moment of loss of consciousness?"

Jiumei's expression was a little sad, and she shook her head after a while and said: "I don't know what the **** is sending, but I am sure of one thing, that is, Jin Mantang is the spy of the demon clan."

"What!" Fodor was horrified, and yelled in disbelief: "Jiumei, are you mistaken, how can Brother Mantang be a spy?"

Jiumei lowered her head and did not speak, but her biting lips also revealed her uncomfortable feelings.

The lantern in Jiu Mei's hand emits a flickering fire, shining on the quiet Huangquan Road.

"I don't know how much time is left, let's go quickly, it's just a golden hall, so that we are all trapped here." Although Linghu Jiao'er felt a little unbelievable in her heart, it didn't matter to herself in the end. Instead of staying in a daze here, it is better to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

Everyone was speechless, Gu Liluan held Jiu Mei's warm little hand and smiled comfortingly: "Let's go."

The petals of the other bank flew up and down, constantly leading the way for the wine charm, only to see a lantern step by step illuminating the darkness of ten thousand years, leading a group of people to the bank of the Forgotten River. The lantern stayed on the bank of the river, and the petals from the other bank that were flying up and down traversed Wangchuan and flew toward the depths of Wangchuan.

"Jiumei, you said, how are we going to get through this Forgotten River? The petals on the other side of the river have already flown past, but our flying magic weapon can't be used, we can't build a boat!" Linghu Jiao'er looked at Jiu Mei angrily with both hands on her chest.

Jiumei shook his head. Even if you want to build a ship, you have to use tools, but there are no plants around here, so you can build a ship.

Ding 啷——ding, ding 啷——ding......

"Jiumei, look at the boat, there is a boat!" Fu Duo'er, who has been holding Gongsun Chou tightly, suddenly cried out. Everyone followed Fu Duo'er's fingers and looked at it. There really is a boat from the west. Slowly rowing, a small lantern hung on the bow of the boat, and with the boat owner's oars, there was a faint rhythm of bells.

"No, this is the underworld, where's the boatman from?" Jiu Mei raised the lantern in her hand to shine at the boatman, trying to see the boatman's face clearly. But his vision was blocked by the wide straw hat of the boatman.

"Master, master, go back, Mia is so scared!" Mia was crying and begged Jiu Mei, but she heard Jiu Mei yell and watched the boatman row the boat over.

With the sound of bells reverberating in the silence, the boatman silently docked the boat on the shore, still standing on the boat like a dead man, without saying a word. And that ship has no bottom! Wangchuan flows quietly through the bottom of the boat, not knowing where it is going.

"What kind of ghost is this!" Linghu Jiao'er didn't pay attention to the problem of Dao boat, but stared at the boatman unhappily, and said: "And you, is it a man or a ghost!"

"..." The boatman was still in the posture of the ferry, and did not answer Linghu Jiaoer's words.

"You!" Linghu Jiaoer was anxious, so she got on the boat and grabbed the boatman's cloak and said: "Ask you!"

"Jiao'er?" Jiu Mei blinked her eyes and choked silently at Linghu Jiao'er who was frantic.

Linghu Jiao'er stared at Jiu Mei uncomfortably, while shaking the boatman wildly, she asked: "What are you doing!"

"Are you on your feet?" Jiu Mei touched her nose, feeling a little funny inexplicably.

What kind of **** is this, Linghu Jiao'er rolled her eyes and said: "Nonsense, I can stand so steady if I'm not down to earth!"

Gu Liran knew it in his heart, he smiled, and got on the boat, and said to Jiu Mei: "Since the bottom surface of the boat is empty, but Jiao Er can step on it firmly, there should be no problem in thinking about it, Jiu Mei, You come up too."

What does it mean that the bottom surface of the ship is empty? Linghu Jiao'er looked at the soles of her feet suspiciously, she suddenly felt a little soft, raised her head to say something, but saw Gu Liluan gently supporting Jiu Mei aboard the boat, her body was not soft for a moment, she slowly Sitting on the edge of the boat, he hung his head sadly, but the hatred in his heart could no longer be restrained.

"Boatman, don't you get the cash?" After everyone got on the boat, Jiu Mei asked eagerly, and couldn't help feeling a bit offensive.

Wow, the boatman is silent, the oars move, the boat starts to sail towards the Ning side of Wangchuan, wherever it goes, the light of the lantern is projected in Wangchuan, and many souls can be vaguely seen in Wangchuan Flow to the distance.

Jiumei stared at Wangchuan in awe, stretched out her hand to catch the cry of the child, another hand, caught the old woman’s sigh, and another hand, caught the woman’s laughter. When he wanted to fish, the collar was picked up by Gu Liluan and pulled back into the boat.

"You should do it well, seeing that most of your body is sticking out of the boat, but you want to drink two sips of this forgotten river water?" Gu Li laughed wildly, raising his hand to play Jiu Mei's head.

Jiumei put out her tongue embarrassedly, then looked at Wangchuan, and remembered the fourth sentence in her mind after waking up.

Don't drink and forget the river.

This Wangchuan is a confluence of many yellow springs. Then, this Wangchuan water is really unavoidable to drink.

Thinking about it this way, Jiu Mei sat down obediently, looking at the dark world, and stunned.

Sunrise in the East Building and Moon Set in the West Building, year after year, year after year. Nostalgia, even more helpless, infinite love. After a cup, people are drunk, and dreams return home. Xiaoxuan window, dressing up, and speechless, only tears. It was late at night, and the wind was miserable, and people woke up in sorrow. The most bitter thing is that I will love you after the night, the water is long and the mountains are far away, the east and the west, the north and the south...

"Who's singing?" Jiu Mei was in a daze, and the sound of Ruowu's singing came to her senses. The gourd on her waist moved, and a ray of ghost floated out of the gourd, her face full of complicated Looking forward.

"Is it you, politely..." Jun Qingyao's voice was a bit vicissitudes of life, as if thinking of something, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The ice toad rides the moon, swaying in the cold, without seeing the waves.

Thank you, Emperor, for coming to accompany Chen Ji.

Guanghan Palace is near, Vientiane is sunny and clear.

Persuaded Jin Zun, Liu Ying to enter the jade cup, embarrassed from the face, Jiao whispered.

Zeng Hexing, the emperor has three thousand beauties, not as good as a thousand pets in his concubine.

The most fearful thing is that the confidant is no longer old, and enters the deep palace, the night sky.

The woman’s mournful voice is like a wife, but the mountain-like hatred is also revealing the sea-like love. Jun Qingyao can't help shaking his head, the emperor’s temperament is no longer there, only a lonely one The old man, sadly on the boat, cherished deep sorrow in Sora.

Everyone also looked at the direction of the singing, and saw a huge white light lit up at some unknown time. A woman in green was holding a bamboo leaf umbrella in the white light, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth. A group of people on the boat.

Jiumeixiang, it turned out that the dumb man was as graceful as it used to be.