Drunken Immortal Gourd

　　 Qingyang was worrying by the river, and there was a sudden movement behind him, and then two people came over, a tall man in front, and a rickety old man in the back. Seeing that they are familiar with the river, they seem to be local people.

The man in front came to the river, just glanced at Qing Yang casually, without saying anything, and then prepared to cross the river by himself. Qing Yang stood on the side and watched quietly. He also wanted to know that there was nothing here. Bridge and ferry, how did these two people cross the river?

I saw that the man took off his clothes first, wrapped a stone, and threw it to the opposite bank of the river. Then he had a palpitation and began to perform his luck. After a few breaths, he finished his work. He took a sharp from his body. His knife was cut directly at his neck.

　　 Qingyang was stunned at once, what exactly did this guy want to do? Does it mean to commit suicide by the river? Qingyang has been in the world of cultivating immortals for so many years, and he has seen even more **** scenes, but he has never seen him chop his neck in order to cross the river. What is the cause of this trouble?

The man's knife was very sharp, and his head fell to the ground in a blink of an eye, but the scene of blood and flesh flying in Qingyang's imagination did not appear. There was not even a trace of blood at the wound. It seems that the cut off was not a head, but A piece of wood.

What’s even more surprising is that the man didn’t die, and he could continue to move with both hands. After cutting off his head, he cut off his two legs from his torso one after another, just like before. There was no trace of blood, and I don't know what secret technique he was practicing.

After that, the man’s two arms were not idle. He first raised his head for a few laps and then threw it across the river. Then he took out a rope, tied one end to the arm and the other tied to the double. On the lap, then he threw his legs over.

After doing all this, the man’s upper body seemed to have used up all his potential, and fell to the ground with a plop. Instead, he was thrown onto the opposite legs, and he got up from the ground and took the rope all the time. Go forward.

　　 walked about ten feet, the upper body tied at the other end of the rope was also pulled to the other side of the river, and then the legs turned back to the upper body and the head.

The next thing was even more surprising. The upper body that was pulled across the river regained his mobility. He first found his legs and placed them in the position where they had been cut off. Then he placed his head on his neck with his hands on The wound was pinched, and a spell was also chanted in his mouth, and his legs and head immediately recovered as before, and he was still a man intact.

　　 Everything just now seemed to have no effect on the man at all. He put on his clothes, put the rope and the knife away, turned his head and smiled at Qing Yang, and continued to walk towards him.

The other party’s silly smile looked cold in Qingyang’s eyes. If it weren’t for him to cultivate for many years and have seen too many weird things, the scene just now scared him stupid. Even so, he hadn’t been there for a long time. Calm down, this method of crossing the river is really weird.

　　 Seeing that the man had gone far, the old man next to him took a step forward, blinked at Qing Yang, and smiled: "Does the little brother also want to cross the river? Can you help me?"

　　 Looking at the old man's slightly weird smile, Qing Yang touched his neck. Doesn't this guy always want to cut himself into pieces and throw them over, and then assemble them? I don't have that ability, so I hurriedly said, "No, no, I just need to find a way to get there."

　　 The old man smiled yinly and said: "Looking at the little brother like this, it seems that there is no way to cross the river. Meeting is a fate, and it should be a helping hand. The little brother should not refuse."

The more enthusiastic the old man is, the more Qing Yang feels that the other party has bad intentions, and said: "Forget it, I don't have the ability to chop myself into pieces and throw them together, and then reassemble them. The big deal is that I will wait here for a while and wait for Mao Taoist. When I come back, there is naturally a way to cross the river."

After listening to Qingyang, the old man laughed and said, "Where did the little brother want to go? Of course, it’s the most convenient way to cross the river. The old man doesn’t like the **** techniques of the stupid man, not to mention the little brother is Mao Taoist. Friend, that is our friend. The old man is called the old paper man. He lives on the same street with Mao Taoist. I have friendship with him for the rest of my life. Naturally, it won't hurt you."

Listening to the old man saying that there is a boat to cross the river, and he knows Mao Taoist priest, Qing Yang finally let go of his heart, not beheaded. This old man didn’t make it clear at the beginning, he should be joking with himself on purpose, as long as there is a boat. Qing Yang is not afraid of what tricks this old man is playing. Thinking of this, Qing Yang rushes to the other side and said, "If that's the case, thank you, brother."

　　 The old paper man smiled and nodded, then found a rock by the river and sat down, took out a pair of scissors, a stack of paper and a bottle of paste from his arms, and began to cut the paper. Qing Yang couldn't help but wonder, since he was going to cross the river by boat, shouldn't he go to find the boat first? What is this old man sitting here doing? Does he know when there is a boat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and it will arrive in a while?

　　 Qingyang is the first time to come to this kind of place, and I don’t know what's going on here. Since this old paper man said that there is a boat, he was probably not deceiving himself, so he could wait a little longer with him.

After 　　, the old paper man didn't say a word, and concentrated on cutting the paper. Qing Yang was idle, and stood aside holding his hands to see what he was going to do? The old paper man kept moving his hands, and in a blink of an eye, the outline of a small boat came out. Then he repaired it here, and there was sticky there. A complete paper boat soon appeared on the ground. Qing Yang was a little puzzled, this old paper man What are you doing?

　　 Without waiting for Qing Yang to come up with something, the old paper man shouted at him, "What are you still doing? Help me carry the boat into the river, don’t you want to cross the river?"

　　 After hearing the words of the old paper man, Qing Yang was immediately shocked. Could it be that the other party said that crossing the river by boat means taking this paper boat? This paper is thin and fragile, and it breaks with a finger stabbing, let alone manned, as long as it is put in the water, it will instantly turn into a pile of mud, how to cross the river?

As if feeling Qing Yang's suspicious gaze, the old man smiled at him, but did not explain the reason, but continued to pull him to help. Qing Yang had no choice but to carry the paper boat on the ground with the old man. In the river, we have to see how this old paper man crosses the river with a paper boat.

　　The paper boat is placed in the river water, there is no wet water, but it is really like a boat floating on the river, which is amazing. However, Qing Yang was relieved soon. These methods were relatively rare in the eyes of ordinary people, and they were nothing to the cultivator. If his strength was still there, even more exotic methods could be used.