Qingyang was worrying by the river, when there was a sudden movement behind him, and then two people came over, a tall man in front and a rickety old man in the back. They look familiar with the river, and they seem to be locals.

The man in front came to the river, just glanced at Qingyang casually, didn't say anything, and then took care of himself to prepare to cross the river, Qingyang stood aside and watched quietly, he also wanted to know, there are no bridges and ferries here, how did these two people cross the river.

I saw that the man first took off his clothes, wrapped a stone, and threw it vigorously on the other side of the river, and then his feet were beaten, and he began to work luckily, and after a few breaths, he took a sharp knife from his body, and slashed directly at his neck.

Qingyang was stunned for a moment, what did this man want to do? Are you going to kill yourself by this river? Qingyang has been in the immortal cultivation world for so many years, and he has seen more bloody scenes, but he has never seen someone who has to cut his neck in order to cross the river, what kind of trouble is this?

The man's knife was very sharp, and his head fell to the ground in a blink of an eye, but the scene of flesh and blood flying in Qingyang's imagination did not appear, and there was not even a trace of blood at the wound site, as if it was not a head that was cut off just now, but a piece of wood.

What's even more amazing is that the man is not dead, his two hands can continue to move, after cutting off his head, he also cut off his two legs from his torso one after another, just like before, there is no blood, and I don't know what secret art he is practicing.

After that, the man's two arms were not idle, he first lifted the head on his head a few times and then threw it to the other side of the river, and then took out a rope, tied one end to his arms and the other to his legs, and then threw his legs over.

After doing all this, the man's upper body seemed to have used up all his potential, and he fell to the ground with a thud, and was replaced by the legs that were thrown to the opposite side, and he actually got up from the ground and walked forward with the rope.

After walking about a dozen feet, the upper body tied to the other end of the rope was also pulled to the other side of the river, and then the legs turned back to the side of the upper body and head.

The next thing is even more amazing, the upper body that was pulled across the river regained its mobility, he first found his legs, put them in the position that he had cut off before, and then put his head on his neck, pinched the wound with both hands, and recited a spell in his mouth, his legs and head immediately recovered as before, and he was still a complete man.

Everything just now didn't seem to have any effect on the man, he put on his clothes, put away the rope and knife, turned his head and smiled at Qingyang, and continued to walk towards it.

The other party's innocent smile, but his neck was cold in Qingyang's eyes, if it weren't for the fact that he had cultivated immortals for many years and had seen too many strange things, the scene just now scared him stupid, even so, he didn't calm down for a long time, this method of crossing the river was too weird.

Seeing that the man had already walked away, the old man next to him stepped forward, winked at Qingyang, and said with a smile: "Is the little brother also going to cross the river?" Do you want the old decay to help? ”

Looking at the old man's slightly weird smile, Qingyang touched his neck, this guy doesn't want to cut himself into pieces and throw them over, and then assemble them, right? I don't have that ability, so I hurriedly said: "No, no, I'll just find a way to get over by myself." ”

The old man smiled gloomily and said: "Looking at the little brother like this, it seems that there is no way to cross the river, meeting is fate, and it is also appropriate to help, little brother should not refuse." ”

The more enthusiastic the old man became, the more Qingyang felt that the other party had bad intentions, and said: "Forget it, I don't have the ability to cut myself into pieces and throw them over, and then reassemble them, it's a big deal that I will wait here for a while, and when Daoist Mao comes back, there will naturally be a way to cross the river." ”

After listening to Qingyang, the old man laughed and said, "Where does the little brother want to go?" Of course, it is most convenient to cross the river by boat, and the old man doesn't like the bloody magic of the stupid big man, not to mention that the little brother is a friend of Mao Daoist, that is our friend, the old man is called the paper old man, and he lives on the same street as Mao Daoist, I have a lifelong friendship with him, and naturally it will not harm you. ”

Hearing the old man say that there is a boat to cross the river, and he also knows Mao Taoist, Qingyang's heart finally let go, not to cut off his head, this old man didn't make it clear at first, he should be joking with himself on purpose, as long as there is a boat, Qingyang is not afraid of what tricks this paper old man plays, thinking of this, Qingyang arched his hand at the other party and said: "Since this is the case, then thank you brother." ”

The old man smiled and nodded, then found a stone by the river and sat down, took out a pair of scissors and a stack of paper and a bottle of paste from his bosom, and began to cut the paper. Qingyang couldn't help but wonder a little, since he was going to cross the river by boat, shouldn't he go to find the boat first? What is this old man sitting here for? Could it be that he knows when there will be a boat and will be there in a moment?

Qingyang is the first time to come to this kind of place, and I don't know what the situation is here, since this old man said that there is a boat, it is estimated that he is not deceiving himself, so it is a big deal to wait with him for a while.

After that, the old man didn't say a word, he concentrated on cutting the paper, Qingyang was idle, so he stood aside with his hands in his hands, seeing what he was going to do? The paper old man's hands kept moving, and in a blink of an eye, the outline of a small boat came out, and then he repaired here, sticky there, and a complete paper boat soon appeared on the ground, Qingyang was a little puzzled, what was this paper old man doing?

Before Qingyang could come up with a reason, the old man shouted at him, "What are you doing in a daze?" Hurry up and help me carry the boat into the river, aren't you going to cross the river? ”

Listening to the words of the paper old man, Qingyang was suddenly shocked, could it be that the other party said that crossing the river by boat is taking this paper boat? This paper is thin and brittle, and it will be broken when you poke your fingers, not to mention carrying people, as long as you put it in the water, it can become a pile of mud in an instant, how to cross the river?

As if sensing Qingyang's suspicious gaze, the old man smiled at him, but did not explain the reason, but continued to pull him to help, Qingyang had no choice but to work with the old man to carry the paper boat on the ground into the river, but to see how the paper old man crossed the river with the paper boat.

The paper boat was placed in the river water, and instead of getting wet, it really floated on the surface of the river like a boat, which was amazing. However, Qingyang was soon relieved, these methods are relatively rare in the eyes of ordinary people, and they are nothing to immortal cultivators, if their own strength is still there, they can use more unusual means than this.