The underground river suddenly appeared in the wide cave, with the rapid and mysterious water flowing.

The fog that surged in the river was extremely exaggerated, just like a large humidifier.

Wang Qilin squatted down and reached out to touch the water in the dark river.

Frozen and harsh!

Because the cave is dark, the water in the dark river is also very dim, just like ink flowing.

There seemed to be something under the water, but because it was too dark, Wang Qilin didn't see clearly, and only vaguely saw some shadows swaying under the dark water.

The posture is bizarre and weird.

He reached into the water, and the things in the water immediately approached him. He pulled out his hand again, and the things in the water quickly left again.

Jiuliu obviously noticed something. It came up and bit Wang Qilin's sleeve and shook his head at him: Dad, don't be dying.

Wang Qilin brought out the Feng Shui fish and gave it a wink.

Feng Shui fish is confused.

What are you doing? Let me go?

I like water, but I don’t like to die!

It turned its head and looked at the dark river, and suddenly rolled in the air for a few moments, and its mouth opened and closed as if it was cursing.

Wang Qilin patiently explained to it: "It's okay, you have the soul of a divine beast in your body, you can't die, and you will have good fortune if you survive the disaster..."

Feng Shui fish got behind him and simply refused to listen to his nagging.

Wang Qilin looked back and looked back, swallowing his mouth and hiccupped, and said first: "Master Qi, I don't know how to water!"

No one wants to go into the water.

But the Taoist ship is willing.

Anyway, the Taoist ship has no consciousness and cannot speak.

So he put the boat into the water, and the underground river channel was wide open, but it was not as wide as a big river.

The power of the Taoist ship is that it can adjust its size, and its cabin space is very large, so the ship becomes just like a small boat, but Wang Qilin and his party all got in.

Brother Yang Wu sat at the bow of the boat. He looked at the dark river in the mountains in surprise and asked, "Master Qi, what the hell are you here again? There are really ghosts in this place!"

Wang Qilin said: "What is 're Again'! Am I not doing my country and the people? In short, we are here to eliminate traitors for the country. Look at where there are ghosts?"

Brother Yang Wu is now a member of the Taoist ship and can sense the outside world through the Taoist ship.

When he heard that he was fighting for the country and the people, he became ignited. He closed his eyes and thought for a while, opened his eyes and pointed to the river and said, "This river is very wrong. Qi Ye, we must be careful of the underwater. The things underwater are very strange, not just ghosts."

Wang Qilin said: "It's okay, drive the boat and set off!"

The water flowed buzzing, and the Taoist ship was moving forward in the water.

The fog on the water surface was really thick, and he couldn't see anything clearly after a few steps, so he couldn't check the surrounding environment.

However, the fog lingers on the river surface, which is also a bit of a misty fairy tale.

In this way, the ship slipped through the water, the fog was thick and cold, and it was said that dry and cold were martial arts attacks, and wet and cold were magic attacks. Martial arts attacks could still be prevented, and magic attacks were invincible.

But Wang Qilin felt that no matter how cold the underground river was, it was not as warm as the winter night temperature of Shangyuan Mansion!

So what kind of magic attack is not enough in the face of absolutely cold martial arts attacks - otherwise why would migratory birds go south to overwinter? Did they deliberately go to the south to experience the cold in winter?

Shuving through the fog, space and time lose their meaning.

Wang Qilin couldn't say how long it took, and then he felt a warm breath coming towards him.

The dampness and coldness in the air gradually disappeared, and a slightly dim space appeared...

The river is still flowing, and rocks appear on both sides.

The stones seemed to be covered with magma, they were dark red, and the chill in the dark river seemed to be offset by its heat.

Gradually, there was no longer cold fog floating in the river, and the water mist became more and more gentle, and eventually became hotter.

It was like a heavy rain just fell in Jinguan City, and then the sun rose and roasted the ground!

The light on both sides of the river gradually became brighter, and here it was orange-red. The fog floated from the river to the shore, creating an orange-red world of fog.

There was a fog in the fog, as if someone was running and someone came to the river, but the vague figure disappeared again.

Suddenly the sound of water in the river was noisy!

"Canla, canla!"

It seems like something is about to emerge.

Wang Qilin looked back and saw that the fog on the river surface was even more intense, and something did emerge from the water, but then it shrank back.

At this time, a stone platform appeared in the river, like a small pier.

A figure appeared on the dock, waving his arms through the fog, and then a voice came: "Boatman, boatman, look here, where are you from? Where are you from the boatman?"

The ship turned around at will, and his intention appeared in his heart, and the Taoist ship leaned towards the pier paved with small stone slabs.

Wang Qilin patted Yang Wudi and asked him to hide, then stepped away from the river.

As he stepped forward, a warm and wet mist suddenly came to his face.

But just after his feet touched the bluestone slab at the dock, a chill appeared in his heart and in his bones.

This is gloomy and cold.

The true energy in his body was circulating, and the abundant blood and energy swelled in the eight extraordinary meridians, expelling the coldness from two to two.

When he got close to Wang Qilin, he saw a scholar.

The scholar's face was rosy, his beard was neat, and he was wrapped in a green turban on his head. He looked gentle and gentle.

The two met, and the scholar bowed and introduced himself: "This brother Tai, who came from afar, is a young actor Du Ruhui, what do you call him?"

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Wang Qilin was shocked: "Are you Du Ruhui?"

The scholar smiled and said, "Xiaosheng's surname is Du. His father admired Mr. Keming's talent, so he gave Xiaosheng this name."

Du Ruhui, whose courtesy name is Keming, was famous prime minister of Li Tang. He worked with Fang Xuanling to assist Tiankhan Li Laoer to create a prosperous era. Even though Wang Qilin didn't read much, he always knew this prime minister.

After hearing the other party's introduction, Wang Qilin suddenly realized, he clasped his fists and said, "Xu Da, is a man from the rivers and lakes who likes to travel around the mountains and rivers. What is this place Brother Du? How do you know that you are coming from afar?"

Du Ruhui smiled and said, "This is our people's village. Our village is hidden in the belly of the deep mountains. There are no other villages around it, so outsiders who can come here all come from afar."

He waved to Wang Qilin: "Don't talk nonsense here for now. Brother Xu is coming home with Xiaosheng. The fog is too strong now. Although it is not cold, water vapor will eventually hurt your body. Let's wait until the fog disappears before coming out."

It was really uncomfortable to stay in the fog. Wang Qilin's clothes were as wet as they were washed by rain.

His hair was also very wet, sticky, and a faint smell of fishy smell was revealed to the outside.

Ba Miao and Jiuliu followed him ashore, and the Taoist ship stopped at the small pier.

Du Ruhui subconsciously looked at Ba Miao and Jiuliu. Ba Miao glanced at him sideways and wanted to stand up and pull the fist stance. Then it just got up and asked Wang Qilin to hold the back of his neck and put it on his waist: "Oh, this is my pet, they have accompanied me all over the country."

The two walked towards the shore. The fog on the shore was not so rich, and a village appeared in front of him.

The house is low, but in many numbers, and is arranged in a mess. The orange-red light in the fog is coming from the house.

Wang Qilin was looking at the village layout, and then felt someone secretly looking at him!

This feeling is indescribable, but every handsome man and beautiful woman often experience this feeling, so Wang Qilin knows that he will not perceive the error.

But Du Ruhui was not looking at him, and the other party kept looking at the village with a free expression and introducing the situation in the village to him.

The village is called Baixing Village, and it means that the hundreds of families are all people who come to take refuge.

Some hid in because of military disasters, some hid in outside because of debts that they could not afford, and some were ascetics, the people of the Youshan Mountain: "Everyone is a destined person, and they can feel the inspiration of the Empress, so they can enter here."

Speaking of this, Du Ruhui turned his head and looked at him with interest and asked, "Brother, have you also felt the call of the Empress?"

Wang Qilin felt aroused in his heart, and then he smiled without saying a word: "What are you talking about?"

Another figure shaking in the fog, the two of them walked over with hoes and asked, "Xiao Du, where are the guests coming from?"

Wang Qilin saw the figures of these two people clearly. They were both strong and strong farm men, and their faces were rosy. It seemed that the people inside lived in good living conditions and were very energetic.

Du Ruhui introduced him and said that the two were named Wu Liyang and Huang Kui respectively.

Then he said to the two: "Today there are guests from afar. According to the rules, I will kill chickens, ducks, and treat guests. Then the two brothers remember to come over and have a drink."

The two of them smiled and answered repeatedly: "Okay, okay, come here."

"You don't have to prepare wine. I have a pot of good apricot ripe pot at home, and I will bring it here."

When they entered the village, a few dogs suddenly ran out.

These dogs are all black dogs. They did not bark after appearing, but squeezed into a ball to look at Jiuliu.

Ba Meow was tied in Wang Qilin's belt. She felt very upset when she watched her daughter-in-law being stared at by a group of perverts with the eyes of the Indian A-san style. She grinned and prepared to go down and ruthlessly.

Wang Qilin tightened his belt, and then it wilted.

Du Ruhui waved his hand to drive the dogs away. The dogs were unwilling to leave and turned around three times in one step.
To be continued...