The anxious voices of the boatmen rang in his ears: "Hurry, hurry up and use force!"

It seemed as if listening to their words.

Zhu Feng's hands holding her hands were also more forceful. The wind was cold and the river was constantly splashing and the river water flew on their faces. Soon, even his hair became a little wet.

Nanyan was almost blown back by such wind.

But behind him was Zhu Feng's solid chest.

It seemed like he was protecting her, letting her meet the bitter wind, but he would not be really hurt.

Nanyan was in his chest, slowly letting go.

She raised her head, faced the wind, and looked ahead.

Soon, with the efforts of everyone, their ship finally sailed away from the whirlpool in the middle of the river, slowly turned around and entered the river channel.

The magnificent mountains and rivers on both sides have gradually become beautiful mountains and rivers.

The scenery of this river is different from before.

The shore is full of flowers and green trees, and the river water is very clear. You can clearly see the places close to the river beach, the water and grass are lush, and you can even see some fish jumping out of the water, looking cheerful.

Everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, I suddenly heard Ran Xiaoyu say angrily: "What are you doing when you are holding me?"

Looking back, it turned out that Ye Zheng had just grabbed her arm in panic, and was swung away by Ran Xiaoyu at this time.

Ye Zheng himself was a little embarrassed and said embarrassedly: "I've missed."

"snort!"

Nan Yan couldn't help laughing.

When he turned around, he realized that his hand was still tightly held by Zhu Feng and pressed on the fence.

She hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Master."

Voice behind: "Hmm?"

"It's all right."

"Um?"

"It's already, it's okay."

“…!”

As if he suddenly came to his senses, he hurriedly let go of Nan Yan's hand. Nan Yan's face turned a little red in the sunset, and he looked back at him.

But he turned his head and his ears seemed to be reddened by the sunset.

In the following time, the ship sailed much faster.

But because the river is not turbulent, the navigation is very stable, and the situation of seasickness of Zhu Feng has almost disappeared.

In a blink of an eye, several more days passed.

That morning, as usual, after getting up and washing up, everyone walked to the deck to come to play.

The sun is just right.

It's even a little hot.

However, they saw a strange sight.

When they were sailing a few days ago, most of the shores were wilderness and there was no people, but today, some figures on both sides of the shore could be seen.

It seems like I am putting river lanterns into the river and praying.

Although it is daytime, the beautiful river lanterns on the river surface are still very pleasing to the eye.

Nanyan was holding the fence and just looking at it, he found that on the other side of the deck, some boatmen were posing incense and candles on a god's desk, and were also kowtowing and praying.

She walked over and asked, "What are you doing?"

When the boatmen saw that it was her, they were so cautious that they did not dare to speak and only laughed.

There was only one young boatman who was brave enough to smile at her and said, "The Imperial Concubine, Caomin, etc. are here to celebrate his birthday."

"Congratulations on your birthday? Whose birthday?"

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva."

"Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

Nan Yan looked at him in surprise, and the young boatman smiled and said, "Today's June 19th is the birthday of Guanyin Bodhisattva."

“…”

"My grandfather said that whenever today, he must burn incense to the Bodhisattva and ask him to bless us with peace on the boat."

Nan Yan smiled and said, "Okay."

She walked up, took three incense sticks, and then kowtowed, and inserted it into the incense burner.

Then he looked up at the weather: "Today's wind is sunny, the Bodhisattva will definitely bless us."

The young boatman nodded with a smile.

At this time, a worried voice came from beside him, saying, "If the Bodhisattva is willing to bless you, it's okay, I'm afraid that the Bodhisattva will get angry today."

Nanyan turned around and saw that he was an older boatman.

My hair and beard are all white.

Nan Yan said: "Old man, what will happen if the Bodhisattva gets angry?"

The old boatman looked at her and was silent for a long time, but his expression became nervous, even his gray beard trembled slightly.

It seems like I remembered something horrible.

He said softly: "There will be, Guanyin storm."

"Guanyin Blast?"

Nanyan frowned.

Before she could say anything, the boat workers next to her were already smiling and said, "Old Ma, you're talking nonsense again."

"That's right, don't deceive the concubine."

"What are you talking about Guanyin Blast? Who has seen it in so many years?"

"I'm afraid you made it up."

The old horse looked at them and said deeply: "If you don't believe it, forget it. But I want to tell you that if you didn't meet it, it was because you were lucky. If you really met it."

Speaking of this, he trembled for a moment.

Turn around and leave.

Nan Yan looked at his back and frowned slightly.

The ship sailed very quickly, and time passed by like rivers. In a blink of an eye, it was afternoon.

It was clear that the weather was getting darker slowly.

There were some dark clouds gathering above my head.

Zhu Feng also arrived on the deck.

He held the fence with both hands and looked at the front with his eyes focused on it. Under the dark sky, the mist was wafting, making people a little confused about the scenery ahead.

Nanyan stood beside him and said softly: "Your Majesty, there is in front of you."

Zhu Feng said deeply: "Xingluo Lake."

With his deep words, the ship slowly sailed into the fog.

Unexpectedly, the fog was so deep and had such a wide range that as soon as their ship entered the fog, they could hardly see anything, and even the people close to the deck became blurred.

Nan Yan couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

At this time, a hand next to him grabbed himself tightly.

It's Zhu Feng.

She subconsciously grabbed his hand and walked to him: "Master!"

"Before, is Xingluo Lake, we are entering this area of ​​water."

"Why is there such a big fog here?"

“It’s always been like this.”

"Always?"

Nan Yan frowned slightly as he heard this: "Your Majesty has been here before?"

Zhu Feng was silent and shook his head: "No."

"How did you know?"
To be continued...