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Chapter 27 Last night, the Taoist priest today's soul (2)

Zhu Qingsheng couldn't help but fall into the river. Fortunately, his martial arts foundation was not weak. At the moment he landed on the boat, he hooked the wooden board on the side of the boat with his feet. At the same time, a pulling force came from his hands behind him, so he did not fall into the water.

Even so, he fell into the river and poured a few mouthfuls of cold river water. A large string of bubbles appeared. He felt his hands tightening behind him, and with a "wow", he floated up to the surface. Guan Yunzhu was pulled up through the rope. His eyes were covered with mist and he couldn't see anything. Guan Yunzhu said in his ear: "Boy, you have good kung fu, are you talking?"

Zhu Qingsheng breathed evenly and gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't say it, I won't say it no matter how you do it."

Guan Yunzhu was just trying to please his uncle at first, but now when he heard Zhu Qingsheng say this, his stubborn and disgusted temper suddenly came up and said hatefully: "I'll see if you say it." He loosened his hands and pushed Zhu Qingsheng into the water. This time, when his entire upper body fell into the water, he held the rope tightly.

The chest cavity is the foundation of human breathing. Once the water level exceeds here, unless you have profound skills or skilled water properties, ordinary people can persist for a long time.

As soon as Zhu Qingsheng fell into the water, he immediately felt the river water around him squeezed his chest, like a horse that tightly bound him. He could breathe at first, but as the pressure became stronger and stronger, he was almost unable to breathe, his mind was dizzy, and his legs hooked by the boat gradually became sore and weak. I was afraid that in a while, he would fall into the river.

Guan Yunzhu saw Zhu Qingsheng's knees slowly bent and he was almost unable to hold on, so he pulled him up and said, "Boy, would you say it?"

Zhu Qingsheng's eyes were confused and his head was heavy. He had never felt so comfortable in breathing air, and he did not agree to him, so he just slowly adjusted his breath.

"Don't think I can't do anything to you if I don't speak," Guan Yunzhu glanced around and found that the boss of the boat first had a few fresh fish that had not been taken away, but it was too long and he had already died.

Seeing this, Guan Yunzhu sneered, pinched a piece of it and patted Zhu Qingsheng on the cheek, and said, "Boy, whether you say it or not, this is the last time."

Zhu Qingsheng had already made up his mind and would not care about him.

Guan Yunzhu had long expected this, and she was fierce and suddenly squeezed Zhu Qingsheng's mouth open, stuffing the dead fish from the fish head into Zhu Qingsheng's mouth, leaving only the tail of the fish.

Before Zhu Qingsheng could fully wake up, he suddenly felt a cold and slippery thing reaching his throat. The smell of smell was stinking and bitter and salty, and the stomach swelled up and almost vomited out. At the same time, a strong force came from behind him, and his whole body fell into the river with a "thump".

The scene in front of me was confusing, and the river water suddenly rushed towards him. Zhu Qingsheng was already weak and weak, and was tied with his hands, slowly sinking to the bottom of the water. In a confused state, thinking of last night's dream, the feeling of breathing freely in the water, I hope it was also a dream.

But he was stretched open his mouth by the dead fish, and a large mouthful of cold water poured into his stomach from the gap. The feeling of fullness reminded him that this was not a dream. Zhu Qingsheng thought in a daze: "Am I going to die? I'm still going to die in the water, Master, will he know that I'm dead here? Think about it, I'm sorry for Master, I'm embarrassing him, so don't let him know that I'm dead here..."

The consciousness gradually dissipated, and even the dead fish in the mouth could not feel it. In the hazy, the light and shadow in front of him changed, as if he had encountered some hard wooden board. Only in his ears could Qi Yunfei shout angrily: "Senior Brother Guan, be careful, if you kill him, will Uncle Master be in vain?"

I heard Guan Yunzhu say indifferently: "I can't die, this kid is very hard, you see, he is still alive."

Immediately afterwards, a huge force came from my back, rubbing it constantly, and the squeezed stomach felt extremely uncomfortable. Zhu Qingsheng couldn't bear it and vomited "hulala". The food I ate in the morning, the river water I just poured, and the dead fish spit it clean until it spit out clear water, tears flowed, and the mouth and stomach were thrusting and sore.

Zhu Qingsheng slowly opened his eyes. The first glance was the rapid backward river water. He slowly turned his head to look at it. The sky was blue and the sun was dazzling. Qi Yunfei next to him was pulling a hemp rope. Guan Yunzhu put his hands on his chest on one side, and one foot was stepping on his back. Zhu Qingsheng was dizzy and wanted to say something, but he felt dizzy.

I don’t know how long it took, Zhu Qingsheng was drowsy and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head. He heard Guan Yunzhu shouting, “Boy, don’t pretend to be dead, get up quickly.” Then his head hurts again.

Zhu Qingsheng felt uncomfortable all over and weak. When he opened his eyes, he found that Guan Yunzhu was stepping on his forehead.

Zhu Qingsheng has followed his master since he was a child. Although he has experienced many hardships and has experienced all the coldness of the world, he has never received such humiliation. He has to endure it. He shrank his body and pulled his head out of Guan Yunzhu's feet. He was unwilling to embarrass Guan Yunzhu, gritted his teeth and gathered his strength. With his most precious and important self-esteem now, he forcibly dragged his weak body and stood up shakingly. From beginning to end, he didn't even look at Yunzhu.

Guan Yunzhu's wry anger suddenly ignited. He found that he was now particularly disgusted with this stubborn boy. If the uncle had not kept him for usefulness, he would have humiliated him to death.

Zhu Qingsheng found that it was already dark at this time, and the black boat had already stopped on the shore. He looked around and saw unfamiliar scenery. He didn't know where he had arrived. Luo Qitao and Qi Yunfei had already got off the boat and looked at the distance and pondered without saying a word. Zhu Qingsheng followed his gaze and saw that there was a deserted town in the distance, without any light.

Zhu Qingsheng was quite strange to see this. Logically speaking, it is common for a family and a village to be dilapidated, but it is not common for a small town to gather in a place where villages around it come to gather.

Qi Yunfei respectfully said to Luo Qitao: "Uncle Master, why don't we spend the night here? I guess my master will arrive tonight."

Luo Qitao thought for a long time and said slowly: "But I always feel something is wrong here, but I don't know what's wrong. Well, just spend the night here."

Qi Yunfei said happily: "Oh, fortunately, I passed by the temple fair just now. My disciple bought some food, otherwise I would be hungry tonight. Uncle Master, please leave first, I will be ready now."

Guan Yunzhu pulled Zhu Qingsheng, who was in a daze, and said angrily: "Let's go, why are you still standing here?" Seeing Zhu Qingsheng glance at him and strode ahead of him, he became more and more disgusted with this boy in his heart.

The town is full of broken tiles and broken wood. Either the walls fall or the roofs are damaged. It seems to have been abandoned for decades. The surroundings are terrible. Only the footsteps of the four people walking. Zhu Qingsheng looked up and saw endless darkness behind the house, as if the evil beasts in the dark were quietly waiting for the arrival of their prey.

There is no one in this town.

The layers of houses were covered, and even the moonlight could not pass through. Aside from four steps, there was the darkness that could not be seen through. The four of them walked, the more they felt their hearts becoming more and more depressed. No one spoke along the way. Only the light sound of footsteps was heard. Turning around the corner, the footsteps were sparse, turning into the voices of three people.

(End of this chapter)
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