New White Snake Asking Immortals

The lake is calm at night.

The moon is on the other side of the mountain, and the fishing village is in the shadow where the moon cannot shine.

A fishing boat slowly rowed by, using the cover of reeds to secretly approach the fishing village. Feng Ying paddled lightly and tried not to make any noise. With her familiarity with the water, she easily avoided the rocks and shoals. When she looked up, she saw that only one house in the village had its windows still lit. .

The bow of the boat made a rustling sound as it rubbed against the silt on the shore, and the boat stopped steadily.

Feng Ying looked at the familiar river beach with mixed feelings. She had lived here since she was a child and was familiar with every stone and tree, but she had to sneak home.

Go ashore and tie the boat rope to a familiar wooden stake.

He glanced at the direction of his home and walked quickly towards his house, deliberately avoiding the brightly lit houses.

It is said that people who are successful in martial arts can see at night and have excellent hearing. Feng Ying tiptoed and tried not to make any noise.

Two village dogs appeared, wagging their tails and running in circles to lead the way. They knew Feng Ying so they didn't bark. The dogs were a little fat. Maybe they ate a lot of chicken bones after picking up leftovers. If they keep getting fat like this, the village will lose weight. If the chickens, ducks and geese are eaten up, the dogs will have to be eaten.

I quietly returned to my home. The familiar thatched mud house was quiet and quiet, and no evil people settled here.

The courtyard door was open, and the chicken coop in the corner was empty.

I couldn't help but feel sad and angry. I clearly remembered the color of each chicken's coat, but it was all gone in the blink of an eye.

If the chicken is still alive, it will definitely go back to the nest at night. If it doesn't come back, it means it will never come back again.

The rusty iron knife is still there.

He walked over, bent down, and reached out to hold the scabbard. The solid, cold metal in his palm felt very solid, and he breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief in his heart.

I have had the rusty iron knife for many years but have never pulled it out.

Feng Ying thought it might be rusted to death, but he did not delay practicing his sword skills. Seeing the rust, it was not strong yet extremely strong. No matter whether he smashed it with rocks or burned it in the fire, the knife would not move at all, and it was so stable that it made people lose their temper. .

Gritting his teeth, he glanced at the lighted house in the distance.

Turn around and walk towards the shore.

Suddenly I saw a bright light on the mountain road out of the corner of my eye. It was very rare to walk on the mountain road at night.

Feng Ying had better eyesight and saw that there were five lanterns.

No one was carrying them, and the five lanterns were just floating in the air, illuminating the mountain road, and three figures could be vaguely seen.

Not daring to stay longer in the village, I went home and picked up quilts and clothes. The quilts could be used by the children in the same village. They quickly returned to the boat on the shore with their rusty iron knives. In a moment, the three of them had reached the old tree at the entrance of the village. Sure enough, he is not an ordinary person.

As we paddled away quietly, we heard a dog barking in the distance.

At night, Feng Ying dreamed again.

What I dreamed about this time was neither a mountain god nor a lake god. It was a dark, rainy day, white and cool. It was very real. You could even hear the sound of raindrops falling to the ground. It was very noisy and very reassuring. In the heavy rain, a man walked from a distance. He was not tall. , is a girl.

Wearing coarse cloth clothes that have been mended many times and wearing a bamboo hat, she looks very beautiful, like a dragon girl frozen in ice.

Then the scene changed and we saw the towering Tianzhu Peak again.

There was a heavy rain in the dream, and the rain obscured the whole view of Tianzhu Peak.

Suddenly her face felt itchy, the dream dissipated, and Feng Ying opened her eyes.

The banana leaves used to build the shack crackled. Occasionally, lightning illuminated the shack and illuminated the valley outside. After about a breath, there was a loud rumble. The heavy rain came very suddenly. Fengying remembered that she could still see the moon before going to bed.

There were leaks in some places in the shack. Sister Xiang and several sisters-in-law were busy plugging the leaks. Feng Ying also got up to help.

The next day the villagers were forced to go diving in the lake as usual.

The third day...

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Early morning on the fourth day.

The continuous rain made the lake water cold. Feng Ying looked at the fishing village with a rusty iron knife in hand.

Since three more people came to the village, the villagers have not even had time to rest. Just this morning, an old man went into the water and never came back. The water was too cold, and the elderly could not bear the cold.

Even though people were dead, those evil people still refused to let the villagers rest.

The enemy country did not regard the villagers as human beings at all.

Feng Ying didn't understand why people he didn't know at all would kill each other.

Most of the villains from the enemy country who came to the village were from civilian backgrounds, but they were willing to be driven to persecute the same poor villagers.

The rain was so heavy that the river was so white that it was difficult to see clearly.

But cries and rude scoldings could be heard. The scope of the diving exploration gradually expanded, and one of the boats approached the valley unknowingly.

The fishing boat carried four people, an enemy soldier and three villagers. The diving search area gradually approached the blade rock where Feng Ying was. The rain was heavy and the soldiers could be heard yelling and cursing. The three villagers would cry every time they went out of the water.

Feng Ying saw clearly that one of them was the aunt next door. She had always helped and taken care of her aunt.

She hadn't been in the water for many years, but she was forced to continue diving in the cold lake on rainy days. If she continued like this, it would be easy for something to happen. Feng Ying didn't want any more villagers to die in unknown circumstances.

It’s a heavy rain and the wind is strong and the waves are high. An accident involving a fishing boat probably won’t attract attention...

Feng Ying is confident that she can kill a lone bad guy, but she is hesitant in her heart. After all, she is just an ordinary fisherman girl. Killing someone is not something that can be taken for granted by stabbing her with a knife. No matter how cruel she is, she is just imagining it.

On the rock, Feng Ying tried to adjust her mentality.

People are always forced to do something.

He looked at the rusty iron knife in his hand and shook his head helplessly.

Put the knife into the cabin and hide it, and take the sharp knife you usually use for work.

Tie up your hair, take off your shoes, hold a sharp knife in your mouth, slide silently into the water along the edge of the rock, silently chant the blessings of the lake god, and swim towards the lonely fishing boat under the cover of heavy rain.

The storm was getting bigger and bigger, almost like that night, and the waves were higher than the boat.

The water under the huge waves was very quiet. Feng Ying swam forward quickly like a fish. She would catch the trough of the waves when she came out of the water to breathe, and then dive into the deep water in a short moment.

Feng Ying handles bad weather with ease.

The bad foreigners on the boat were frightened by the huge waves and yelled hoarsely at the three villagers to stabilize the fishing boat. The reality was that the aunt next door and the others were also frightened. Once the boat capsized in such waves, it would be difficult to survive, no matter how good the water quality was.

They didn't notice the faint shadow in the waves in the distance.

Diving deeply, he appeared silently at the bottom of the boat, holding the knife in his right hand, quietly waiting for the next huge wave to arrive.

Soon, a huge wave lifted the small fishing boat up. Before it fell, Feng Ying suddenly jumped out!

It was the first time I stabbed someone with a knife. I was so nervous that I didn't care if it was a vital part or not. I grabbed the person's hair with my left hand and pulled it out hard!

"Ah...who um..."

The three people on the boat watched blankly as the villain was dragged into the water, bubbling and red blood spreading.

The water was Feng Ying's world. He couldn't remember how many times he was stabbed with the sharp knife in his hand. When he struggled, the knife fell out of his hands, and he simply pulled the hateful villain to the bottom of the water. During this period, he was punched and beaten countless times. With your feet, just drag them towards the deep water as hard as you can.

Feng Ying clearly saw the fear on that unfamiliar face.

There were three consecutive sounds of falling into the water, and the neighbor's aunt and two other neighbors also entered the water. They rushed forward and grabbed the bad guy's limbs to prevent him from floating up. How could a landlubber with average water nature hold his breath underwater longer than a fisherman who was trying to make a living in the water.

The struggle became less and less intense.

In the end, my limbs moved very slightly, and my eyes remained completely still while looking at the water.