Those ships are still not clear in the night, but they are majestic, and their width can be at least more than two zhang.

Everyone's hearts sank at the same time: the speed of the other party's big boat is extremely fast, and this section of the river is not wide, don't say that it was hit, but I am afraid that the waves brought up by it can overturn everyone.

Himenopaira hurriedly waved his hand, and the fleet was in a hurry, and at the same time, the left and right sides of the oncoming big ship spat out tongues of fire, and the shells did not stop on the beachhead and exploded in the forest, and the officers and soldiers of the East Factory cried and shouted for their mothers, and the blood spread on both sides of the river.

Himenohaira looked at him with great surprise: "." At this time, the smoke of gunpowder filled the sky, the dark night was red, and the flashing light of the cannon fire illuminated the three hulls. ”

The head-beating flagship quickly approached, and someone above also saw him, leaned over and shouted loudly: "Pavilion master, after I come to break off, you take the brothers to go first." "It's Feng Quanxiao,

At this time, the crossbowmen on both sides of the Dongchang were suppressed by the artillery fire and it was difficult to raise their heads, and the arrow rain was scarce, which was a rare opportunity, and Himenopairi shouted with great joy: "Brother Feng, I'll leave it to you." With a finger of the red gun, the fleet quickly staggered through,

Lu Taiheng and Yu Tiecheng's boat was at the stern of the team, and shouted upwards as they staggered with the big ship: "Old Feng be careful, Yu Dayou's soldiers are coming." ”

When Feng Quanxiao looked forward, several official and military ships had already sailed into the estuary against the current, and the bow of the ship was spitting wildly, and they also began to attack this side, it can be seen that although there are a lot of official ships, they are large in shape and have a deep draft, and there are not many that can squeeze into the river to form an effective threat [Xianmo: When Xiao Fang carries Xiaochang back, he is tuning the strings, and the situation of the silt is innumerable, from the perspective of water warfare, the ship of the Juhao people is far inferior to the new ship of Dongchang, the flow speed of Chenglingji is fast, the river is wide, and the boat is not strong, it is also a loss, and I want to "rush out" , It's actually very difficult, what Brother Ping thought of, Xiao Fang naturally wanted to get it more, he hurriedly waved his hand to signal the two to go quickly, and at the same time commanded his subordinates to hit the hull horizontally, and used the side guns to meet the attack,

Sun Cheng and Shen Liang saw that more than a dozen cannons on the opponent's side could fire at the same time, but their own side could only return fire with the first gun, which was very passive, and hurriedly ordered the ships in front to turn the rudder left and right, but in this way, the hull bridge was crossed, and the ships behind were jammed at the mouth of the river, unable to move forward.

The firepower of the official ship increased sharply, Feng Quanxiao's side was a little unbearable, the hull was bombarded to the ground, and many fires broke out, he took care of this side on the one hand, and on the other hand, he commanded the other two boats to attack the enemy in the forest on the shore to prevent them from pursuing Ji Yeping, fighting, and suddenly heard someone shouting: "Master, the gunpowder is exhausted." ”

At the same time, it was another bombardment to the front, Feng Quanxiao quickly lay down on his stomach, only to find that the deck and gangside under his feet had long been gone, and the hull was exposed, as if someone had bitten a big dumpling, he looked down with his hand, the fire shadow in the cabin was shaking, the wall of the board was fragmented, the gunsmoke was fluctuating, and the gunner with a black and gray sweat line on his face was picking up the loose gunpowder foam on the deck with both hands, collecting the scattered gunpowder foam, he quickly glanced back, and saw that Lu Taiheng and the others had gone out for half a mile, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't take it, put the dinghye, and withdraw." ”

In a moment, there were a few splashes of water, the lifeboat fell into the water, and everyone jumped off the boat.

Feng Quanxiao touched his waist, pulled out three wooden strips that had already been wrapped in oilcloth, and put a pestle on the bow of the ship, which was lit when he boarded, he copied one in one hand, and held one in his mouth, and the smoke and fire jumped on the three big boats, lifted the cargo hatch cover and threw down one, and someone raised his head and shouted: "Master, everyone is together." He did not say anything, threw all three torches, threw himself down from the dinghy, and shouted, "Go." ”

People rowed before the oars, the three big boats lost their helmsmen, were washed by the current, and drifted downstream, Feng Quanxiao breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the oars and was about to help row, suddenly heard a "bang" sound, a hand suddenly appeared in the water, grabbed the back of the boat, everyone was still the water ghost of the government, and the knife was about to chop, and suddenly recognized: "It's the tiger master." With seven hands and eight feet, he pulled Hu Yaoting up, and saw that his right arm was still holding a person, his face was blue and unconscious, and there were a lot of nets and aquatic plants wrapped around his body, and there was a knife sticking to it.

Feng Quanxiao waved his hands again and again, and everyone lowered their heads and rowed their oars, taking advantage of the chaotic sound of artillery and the cover of night to quickly evacuate, and when they went out less than 20 zhang, they heard the loud sound of "boom", "boom", "boom", and when they looked back, the oil drums prepared in the cargo hold exploded one after another, and the three big ships were blazing, dragging out a long tail of fire and rushing straight towards the official ship.

Sun Cheng and Shen Liang saw that the situation was not good and wanted to order all the people to retreat, but their own ships blocked the back road, and the fireboats went faster and faster, and it was too late to hide, so they hurriedly ordered to abandon the boats.

The officers and soldiers on both sides of the strait were overwhelmed by the artillery fire, and the army had no fighting spirit, although they chased after them under the urging of the officials of the East Factory, but they only coped with the matter, Hu Yaoting looked back at the red and bright fire at the mouth of the river, and couldn't help laughing, patted Feng Quanxiao's shoulder and said: "Old Feng, there is really you." ”

Feng Quanxiao Yile: "It's all the clever plan of the military advisor [Xianmo: Jiangshang is low-minded, here is a word, there is the surprise of the time, the boredom of the onlookers, and the joy of this time], I can't put it well according to the score, by the way, why didn't you send the letter. ”

As soon as he heard this, Hu Yaoting understood ** Cheng and said, "Alas, don't mention it. Xian Mo: Three-character service to home, but also dare to look down on the leader, now the reason for the execution of the enterprise is here, high-level planning, often do not understand the bottom, do not understand and mess up ideas, the result can only be more and more messy, why is the small power so obedient to Xiao Guo, the leadership thinking is too strong, subordinates have to give up thinking, the more they think, the more they add chaos to others, the old president of the United States spent millions of dollars to buy a piece of Alaska ice and snow, and was scolded by the people for a bloody head, what is the result, and now the development of oil, and it is a strategic place, people and people, the vision is really different, Let's save the old dragon first. ”

Long Boshu was entangled in blood spider webs, wrapped to death, and this web was very sticky, it couldn't be separated when it touched, Hu Yaoting also had half an arm stuck with him, he really couldn't get it open, so he had to tear off his clothes, and there were a lot of small hooks with barbs at the nodes of the web, and they tore out a bloody wound when they pulled it, and the two tossed for a long time, until they kept up with the front team, they rescued him,

Ji Yeping held Zhu Qing's body in his hand, sat in the cabin and was feeling sorry, looked at the back boat and came over, but only Feng and Hu were sitting, and hurriedly asked, "Uncle Long, didn't you save it?" Feng Quanxiao said: "Here, the water is under control, but people never wake up." Hu Yaoting couldn't help scratching the blood on his arm: "Damn, this net is too immoral, it is full of small hooks, it doesn't hurt to hang up, but it makes people itch all over." ”

Jiang Wan immediately reacted: "The hook is poisonous." ”

Hu Feng said: "Let me see." Flying and jumping onto Feng Quanxiao's boat, Hu Yaoting said, "I'm not in a hurry, let's look at the old dragon first." Wrong shoulders let go, Hu Fengfu lowered his body to light the fire fold, went to look at Long Boshu's face, and saw that his lips and eye sockets were swollen like frogs, and the forest under the skin was blue and purple, and his face was cold.

Hu Yaoting felt that the situation was not good, and was about to ask, when suddenly Hu Feng poked his finger back, hitting the big hole in his chest, and at the same time brushed out a short knife from the waist of the sailor next to him, and swiped it upwards with the momentum of the knife.

There was a flutter in the glimmer of light, and Hu Yaoting's entire right arm fell on the deck, and blood gushed out from the fracture, and Himenodaira waited there for a while, he couldn't hold it back, but he was even more surprised when he saw this scene, and hurriedly jumped over and asked, "What's the matter." ”

Hu Yaoting didn't feel the pain as if he had dropped this arm, his eyes were straight, he didn't know what was going on, Hu Feng connected his fingers on his shoulder, took out the wound medicine and pressed it on the wound, pulled the strip of cloth and wrapped it tightly for him, and took out two pills and stuffed it in his mouth, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and said miserably: "You are less poisoned, you can finally catch up, but it's a pity that ......"

Himeno's eyes are round,

Hu Feng gently pried open Long Boshu's teeth with the tip of his knife, and when everyone gathered their eyes to look, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

I saw a ball of flesh filling Long Boshu's mouth, and as the teeth opened, the ball of meat also swelled out, covered with sandy flesh particles, obviously a swollen tongue,

Hu Feng said: "The poison in him is the secret system of the 'Killer School' in the past, called 'September Pomegranate', the middle one begins to swell and blister outward from the internal organs, until the skin is stretched open, and the whole body is broken and dies. ”

Himenohaira said: "Could it be that he is ...... now?"

Hu Feng's face was heavy: "Not yet, his consciousness should be awake now." ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Long Boshu, only to see that his belly was bulging, his neck was swollen, his limbs trembled slightly, and his swollen face could no longer show any painful expression, Ji Yeping grabbed Hu Feng's arm: "You want to think of a way, can we just watch him swell to death." When the words fell, there was a "chirp" sound, Long Boshu's right eyelid was opened, and the whole bulge protruded, and it was exposed outside the socket, and everyone saw this scene, and they all felt that their hearts were taken out of the same way, and they couldn't help but clench their teeth.

Hu Feng twisted his face away, the handle of the knife in his hand fell, and he handed it out silently,

Himenodaira understood that this was the only "cure", and when he turned his gaze back, Long Boshu's eyeballs that were squeezed out of his socket were bloodshot, and a trace of encouragement and warmth was flowing from his shrinking pupils.

As the first disciple of Yan Lingyun, he has made immortal contributions to Juhao Pavilion for many years, and he has taken himself since he was a child, like an uncle and a father, not a relative, better than a relative.

Yan Lao is dead, Zhu Qing is sad, there is enough pain this night,

Himenodaira's lips tightened into a line, looking at the handle of the knife, he couldn't reach out to take it no matter what,

Feng Quanxiao said: "The crockpot is difficult to break from the edge of the well, this is the fate of our Jianghu people, Pavilion Master, leave it to me." Saying that, he stretched out his hand to take the knife, Hu Yaoting suddenly said, "Give it to me." Saying that, he had a copy knife in his hand, turned the tip of the knife and aimed it at Long Boshu's front heart, and shouted: "The Qin family's net, the poison of the East Factory, this account is clear, if you don't ask for it, I will never go down to see you, Old Dragon, you go down and wait for me first." ”

The moon plating Jun Mountain is cold [Xian Mo: Two of the three monarchs die, only one person is left in the late river, the late river is lonely in the moon, the heart is cold,], the wind washes the Dongting Black, [Xian Mo: The four emperors die two to one, the wind sweeps the remnant clouds, the lake reflects the only vast universe, when it is dark now, when the moon is in Junshan, it can be cold, after the wind and water are quiet, it is dark in the sky, according to the author's handwritten convention, take the head and tail words upside down, it is the wind and the moon are black and cold, it can be known that the meaning is to say that the rivers and lakes are black and cold, not as good as the wind and moon in the world,]

Fang Zhennuo buckled the lotus petal mechanism, took out Ah Yao's fat powder, lightly applied a layer on the surface of the lotus petal, patted his hands and came out of the temple of the Virgin Mary, stabilized the things in his arms, put Yan Lingyun's body back on his body, and went down the mountain along the southwest path.

After two meals, the sound of water in the ears gradually overwhelmed the bamboo waves, the water vapor in the Dongting was fresh, the sand at the end of the black and wet path was bright and white, and a shell-colored side wall was faintly visible.

Fang Zhennuo drilled out of the green bamboo shade hole, walked around the wall to the courtyard gate, looked sideways at the shore of the moon beach and the Qianli Cave, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door of the thick wooden courtyard,

The small courtyard is not big, a reed-covered small house is built on the high base of the stone, the door of the house is open, deep and secluded, you can see a table of incense offerings in the house, a spiritual card,

The atrium between the courtyard gate and the stone foundation is a white sandy land, and the sand is not the sand of rivers, lakes and seas, but small shell fragments.

The broken shell is the bones of shellfish, so this atrium is called "Sea of Bone", no one knows its depth, but it is known that there is a stone cave at the bottom and the lake is connected, whenever the tide of the cave rises, the lake water seeps out from the bottom of the sea of bones, filters out the impurities, is as clear as a clear spring,

In the sound of "squeak, squeak" stepping on the snow, Fang Zhennuo passed through the sea of bones, put Yan Lingyun down, and slowly walked up the front steps of Xiaolu, five steps later, when his eyes were higher than the threshold, he saw the worship mat and copper brazier placed in front of the spiritual seat,

The brazier did not have a buckle lid, and the ashes of the paper money inside were still red.

He froze his figure, looked inside again, turned around and walked, and went to the back of the house to carry firewood.

After a while, the firewood bed was piled up in the atrium, and he leaned over to pick up Yan Lingyun's body, slowly put it on it, squatted down and lit it.

The rapidly rising flames roared in the wind, Fang Zhennuo felt a slight burning pain in his cheeks, retreated a few steps to the door of Xiaolu, looked at the fire flag, and said lightly: "The wind in Dongting is cold, and the night is dark in Junshan, let's bake the fire." ”

The small courtyard is silent, and there is no response except the sound of the wind,

He said slowly, "If you don't dry it, you'll get sick." ”

A voice sounded in the small house: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal state of life, so there is no difference." "The timbre is clear, it's a woman's voice,

Fang Zhennuo said: "If there is no difference, you don't have to survive, and you won't stay in this Xitao Lu at this moment." [Xianmo: The bone filter water is clear, and the name of washing the waves is true, just like everyone thinks they are living their lives, think about it, how is it not that the days are passing by,]

The woman said, "Don't you think it's disrespectful to the dead for me to use the fire of the crematorium to keep me warm?" ”

Fang Zhennuo smiled: "I think that if you can still bring warmth to others after death, you can win more respect." ”

There was a pause, and a wet gaddle sounded and stopped behind him,

Fang Zhennuo didn't look back, just moved slightly sideways, and slowly sat on the edge of the steps,

The man behind him still did not move,

Fang Zhennuo smiled: "Okay, okay, I won't look at it." As he spoke, he closed his eyelids,

The sound of his steps was like water, flowing around his side and descending the steps,

Fang Zhennuo opened his eyes [Xian Mo: Opening the word is open, not squinting and peeking, falling into a gentleman's state], a white-clothed little nun faced the firelight, stretched his sleeves and opened his arms, and the wet wide sleeves were like tofu skin that had just been lifted and hung on the pole, he looked at it quietly for a while, and said: "Your posture is somewhat similar to the posture of the ancients praying to the lake god for blessings." ”

Little Ni didn't answer,

The firelight illuminated her wrapped wet clothes, white and red, outlining a moving curve, and the water vapor rising from her body swayed in the backlight, as if there was a supreme mystery.

Fang Zhennuo said: "I have opened my eyes, you are not angry, I don't know whether to say that you are enlightened and unconventional, or are you merry and prodigal." ”

Xiao Ni said: "I can't tell what kind of person I am now, but I think you really look like a Confucian." ”

Fang Zhennuo smiled: "Oh, Confucianism says 'don't look at indecent things', I am not abrupt like this, and I should even say that it is indecent, which is not commensurate with the actions of Confucianism." ”

Xiao Ni said: "Rotten Confucianism emphasizes 'don't see', in fact, there are ghosts in the heart, if you can have no dust in your heart, then there is no difference between naked clothes, and it doesn't matter if you look at it or not." ”

Fang Zhennuo said with a smile: "According to this statement, just now you have to wait for me to close my eyes before you are willing to come out, that is, your heart is in trouble, and the dust is still there. ”

Jing Lingyu faced the firelight and remained motionless, [Xianmo: It's rare for someone to win Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyu really doesn't have the strength to debate this, alas, it can only be said that the encounter is grinding,]

Fang Zhennuo sighed and said: "Master Chilie seems to be rude, but in fact, he has a clear eye and will not make such a mistake, then he arranged it like this on his deathbed, and the purpose is obvious, but it is a pity that the disciples of the White Sect have escaped our butcher's knife, but they have not escaped the catastrophe of Dongchang after all." ”

Jing Lingyu looked up at the starry sky and muttered: "Everything has a cause and effect, maybe it is really the number of people who have been robbed, and those who are counting will not escape." ”

Fang Zhennuo smiled: "God is very fair, there will always be some opportunities for those who are going to be robbed, but the authorities are confused, and most of them are not aware of it, but what is even more terrifying is that some bystanders clearly see it, but they are unwilling to point out this direction, and they also want to fall into the well and lead him into the [Xianmo: Mingdian Youli Story], then it is inevitable that it will be difficult to escape." ”

Jing Lingyu was quiet for a while, lowered his arms, slowly turned around, and looked at Fang Zhennuo: "I thought you were very smart, but I didn't expect that you were ten times smarter than I thought." [Xianmo: One sentence reveals too much information, it can be seen that Xiaoyu was and is not really to the Buddha, or in other words, although his heart yearns, he is still full of contradictions in secret,]

Fang Zhennuo smiled and scratched the tip of his nose: "I think it's better if I can be handsome." ”

Jing Lingyu said: "Those who are wise often die early, maybe you should be more careful, don't be smart but be mistaken by smart." ”

Fang Zhennuo smiled: "Buddhism emphasizes forgiveness, and hatred is incompatible, and if you put them in one heart at the same time, you are afraid that it will be more dangerous." [Xianmo: Xiaoyu's brain is already good, but how can he escape Xiao Fang's eyes, the bosom friend has arrived, and it is another tuning,]

The two looked at each other and froze,

Jing Lingyu's figure was dragged by the firelight, extending to Fang Zhennuo's feet, and it looked like he had been stepped on his shoulder, [Xianmo: Hint, Xiao Fang is obviously not a little bit taller]

Fang Zhennuo smiled and patted the stone steps: "If you are too close to the fire, it will hurt a lot, do you want to come and sit down." ”

Jing Lingyu said with relief: "How good can it be around people." ”