The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 64 Crossing the River!

"Is there anything like a hairpin? I don't think you have any on your head." Zhao Changhe asked suddenly.

"Yes, I have it in my bag." Cui Yuanyang didn't know why he was using it, and took out a golden hairpin from the small package in his arms: "Is this okay?"

Sure enough, it is a woman's bag, the two worlds are the same, looking small, it has everything like Doraemon's pocket.

"Yes." Zhao Changhe grabbed the hairpin, chopped off a section of the pointed end with a steel knife, and hurried out of the cabin. After thinking about it, he felt that this heavy steel knife was inconvenient underwater, so he stayed on the boat, went to get a thin knife for picking fish, stuck it in his trouser belt, and plunged into the water.

Cui Yuanyang hurriedly went to control the boat, and only then did he see the scene Zhao Changhe said, and there were indeed many boats approaching in the shadows behind him. The originally peaceful river surface felt a sense of oppression like a water battle, and it really was abnormal no matter how you looked at it. .

Several of the ships were still very close, and seemed to be within the range of the arrows.

Not to mention whether the fish is poisonous or not, even if it is not poisonous, it’s really a pleasure to eat fish there, and I’m afraid the family will be able to eat in a short time...

Cui Yuanyang anxiously rowed the boat to the opposite bank, his eyes glanced at the ripples on the water surface from time to time, wondering what happened to Zhao Changhe in the water...

No, he, can he swim!

In the testable Zhao Changhe's career, Zhaocuo, Luojiazhuang, and Beimang all belonged to places with only Qingxi and Shuitanzi.

No one knows why Zhao Changhe can swim, but Zhao Changhe really can swim, and the water quality is quite good...

He jumped into the water, and sure enough, he saw the boatman at the bottom of the boat at the first sight, and took out a chisel to work. It is not convenient to work underwater, and the boatman's chisel only made a shallow hole. The sound of Zhao Changhe entering the water has already startled him, and he was very surprised when he turned his head.

Zhao Changhe's awakening and determination, is it really not long since he first came out of the rivers and lakes? If this is not an old quack, it can only be a possibility: a born quack.

With a flash of thought, the boatman showed a little anger, abandoned the bottom of the boat, pulled out a water diverter and swam towards Zhao Changhe.

Whether you can swim or not and underwater ability are two different things. Not to mention anything else, just being able to open one's eyes underwater requires deliberate practice. How could Zhao Changhe deliberately practice this? Not to mention breathing and holding one's breath, moving underwater, even the martial arts of the rivers and lakes people who make a living on the water are adapted to these. They hold their breath for longer and use the power of the water flow more smoothly. Even land gods have to coil themselves in the water!

Sure enough, in front of Zhao Changhe, the water-dividing thorn pierced out. Zhao Changhe pulled out the fish knife and pushed it away. With one movement, he could clearly feel Zhao Changhe's jerky underwater, and his eyes could only remain half-closed and uncomfortable. , and his actions are obviously not as vigorous as those on the shore.

The boatman secretly thought in his heart that if your Zhao Changhe skills stop here, you can die here now. I am also in the third level of the Xuanguan. I wonder if it can directly replace your ranking in the Book of Chaos?

With a flash of thought, he kicked his legs slightly, and he was already in front of Zhao Changhe even more. Zhao Changhe cut the fish knife clumsily, and the boatman held it under his arm with his hands together very skillfully, which was just the reverse of the battle in the cabin just now.

The boatman showed a hint of a smile, and pierced Zhao Changhe's chest viciously with his right hand.

However, just as he twisted his body close, Zhao Changhe's tightly pursed lips suddenly spat out.

A broken golden hairpin spurts out with internal force wrapped in it!

Caught off guard at such a close distance, even though the speed of this golden hairpin is actually quite slow in the water, it still becomes the death knell in the eyes of the boatman.

He wanted to dodge in horror, but it was too late after such a short distance, the hairpin had already shot viciously into his eye socket.

Blood gushed out, and the boatman instinctively cried out in pain, but the river water poured in instantly, and no sound could come out.

Are we fucking killers playing tricks or you are killers playing tricks? How can we be more insidious than us!

This was the boatman's last thought.

In fact, before he died, the Fen Shui thorn still stabbed Zhao Changhe's chest, but he lost strength, and Zhao Changhe grabbed his wrist with his left hand, which barely penetrated an inch of flesh...but the Fen Shui thorn was quenched with poison.

Zhao Changhe is not the only one who can play tricks...

Zhao Changhe didn't have time to pay attention to the injury and the toxin, so he used his internal strength to suppress the toxin forcibly, pulled away the clamped right hand, and swung the fish knife backwards suddenly.

The thin blade rotated, just passing the throat of the boat lady who was attacking from behind.

The boat lady's eyes widened, she couldn't understand at all.

He was seriously injured on his back, and originally planned to leave, but saw that the entanglement here had an opportunity to take advantage of it, so he wanted to come over and give Zhao Changhe a note. As a result, Zhao Changhe turned his back to him during the fierce battle. How did he know that he sneaked over to attack him quietly, and how could he know where his throat was so accurately?

How on earth did he know?

No one can tell the boatman who is playing tricks, and no one can tell the boatwoman how Zhao Changhe saw the back. Zhao Changhe clutched the wound on his chest, rushed out of the water impatiently, breathing heavily.

It sounds simple and quick with few movements, but in fact it has been quite a long time, two to three minutes is enough, if it is usual, I would have been suffocated to death. If it weren't for Xia Longyuan's internal strength that can provide internal circulation for a short time, he wouldn't be able to play such a sharp kill.

Zhao Changhe wondered for a while, if this internal strength is practiced to the end, can it really be completely transformed into internal energy, and there is no need to breathe?

The situation did not allow him to think about the exercises here. Zhao Changhe endured the pain of the wound and the ravages of toxins, and looked at the scene before him.

Cui Yuanyang said that rowing "knows a little bit", that's really just "know a little bit", at most it's just learning to play, usually who would let the eldest lady do this kind of rough work by herself... Right now, she may not be able to row the boat as smoothly as she can. How good is the speed of drifting, that is, the level that it will not spin around in place. The river is quite wide, and seeing that there is still a short distance from the shore, the boat behind is getting closer, and Zhao Changhe can already see someone trying to draw a bow and shoot an arrow.

At this time, his position was exactly between Cui Yuanyang's boat and the boat coming from behind, and the distance was almost the same on both sides. Without even thinking about it, Zhao Changhe jumped up, stepped on the waves, and boarded the rear ship in an instant.

Several people were visually checking whether the distance was suitable for archery, when suddenly a person jumped up in the water, and they were all startled.

Zhao Changhe had no weapons at hand, so he punched the bow bearer on the temple without saying a word, snatched the bow and arrow, and turned back neatly again, directly into the water.

It was only now that the people on the boat came to their senses, and they all shouted, "It's Zhao Changhe! The kappa and water eagle may have fallen!"

"His lightness skill is not enough to return to the boat for such a long distance! Look at him swimming there! Quick, shoot him!"

It's a pity that it was a slow beat in the chaos. When someone aimed at Zhao Changhe with his bow and arrow, he had already swam half the distance, and soon he jumped up on the waves, flew in the air, and quickly approached Cui Yuanyang who was docking: "Yang Yang ! The boat rope under your feet! Swing it over to meet me!"

Cui Yuanyang abandoned the oar resolutely, bent down to pick up the thick rope that tied the boat under his feet, and shook it vigorously.

Zhao Changhe caught it in the air, and one flew back to the bow of the boat with his strength. Arrows rained down from behind, and none of them came close to one foot behind him.

Cui Yuanyang only had one sentence left in his mind: this is not a god, what is a god!

But the god in his heart landed on the bow of the boat, and soon staggered, his face pale.

Cui Yuanyang saw the blood on his chest, which was already black: "You have been poisoned!"

"Well, I can play tricks, and others can do it even better." Zhao Changhe leaned hard on the side of the boat, still smiling: "It's up to you, Duobaofu Lolita, you won't let me down, right?"

Cui Yuanyang didn't have the heart to joke with him, he hurriedly opened the small package in his arms, found a pill and stuffed it directly into his mouth: "There are different medicines for all kinds of poisons! The Cui family doesn't have any elixir either!"

"It's enough to relieve the suppression." Zhao Changhe felt it for a while, and sure enough, the medicinal power is suppressing the toxin from spreading. Satisfied enough in his heart, he picked up his knife with a smile, cut a circle around the wound, and cut off the poisoned rotten flesh.

The blood was flowing out, but there was nothing suitable for bandaging. The cloths visible here were becoming more and more dirty, and bandaging indiscriminately would lead to infection.

Zhao Changhe didn't pay much attention, took the wine gourd and poured it on the wound, and stood up again. Turning his head to look, the nearest ship behind him has already entered the range, and there are a lot of bows and arrows on the other side.

Zhao Changhe grabbed the bow and arrow he had just snatched, and shot a full string, the arrow was like a shooting star.

With a sound of "stretching", the opponent's ship's sail suddenly fell, and the speed of the wind suddenly slowed down. The next moment, the arrows fell like locusts all over the sky, but they happened to be out of range, and at most hit the ship's plank.

Zhao Changhe took advantage of this gap to retrieve his steel knife, put the bow on his body, and tied the quiver. After finishing the equipment, he let out a sigh of relief, glanced at the distance to the shore, and finally smiled.

For such a long time, the little rabbit was rowing the boat with sweat profusely. Even if the boat crawled, it should be almost to the shore!

Zhao Changhe pulled Cui Yuanyang up and leaped towards the shore. He Feng Lie Lie, sending him a big laugh: "Thank you for your kindness! There will be a period later!"