Chu Qingyan was carried on the shoulders by the fat man, she was a little top-heavy, and the contents in her stomach kept rolling over and was about to vomit.
She whimpered immediately, and the fat man felt her struggle and immediately said angrily, "What's the matter?"
Chu Qingyan's mouth was blocked, and she could only continue to whimper.
The fat man was a little impatient, and pulled the strip of cloth blocking her.
As soon as it was removed, it flew down three thousand feet.
The fat man looked at the filth in his body and became angry with shame. He was about to throw him down when he heard Chu Qingyan slowly wiping the corners of his mouth with the rain, and squinted at him, "If you dare to throw me, I promise you don't have to. If you cross the river, you can directly cross the Wangchuan River!"
The fat man sneered when he heard the words, "Do you think I dare not throw it away?"
Chu Qingyan raised her chin and looked like she was listening.
At this moment, the shrewd woman glared at the fat man, "Don't make trouble for me at this juncture! This man is our talisman. It's good to grab it and fall, and it's good to have you!"
Threatened by the shrewd woman, the fat man became a lot more honest, but his gaze towards Chu Qingyan was still filled with vicious anger.
In the distance, I saw a wooden pole with a large horizontal cloth hanging on it. The wind was raging.
The shrewd woman and the other three were overjoyed and even quickened their pace.
Once they got to the ferry and they got on the boat, everything was safe.
Chu Qingyan's heart sank, letting them take him to the ferry that was getting closer and closer.
The rain did not get smaller, but got bigger and bigger, as if it would drown the whole world.
Chu Qingyan felt the rain slapping on her face as if it was smashing down like beans, and it was a little painful. In addition to the speed of these people, the pain was intensified.
But she couldn't care about so much at this time, she looked at the approaching ferry, thinking how to get out of her waist.
As soon as he arrived at the ferry, the fat man saw her throwing it to the ground. Fortunately, the ground was made of wooden boards, but Chu Qingyan couldn't help but let out a soft cry.
Chef Scar glanced at Chu Qingyan, who got up, and spat, "You can't tell the little boy with thin skin and tender meat, it's quite hard!"
"Oh, if she was crying, she would have been killed long ago!" The fat man shook his arm in disgust.
The shrewd woman glanced at the two of them, "Now is not the time to have meaningless discussions. There is a boat there, and I want to get it over there."
The three of them looked in the direction of the shrewd woman's finger, and saw a small house beside the ferry. A small boat was tied to the wooden stake at the entrance of the small house, and there was a fire in the small house, which proved that someone was inside.
"Let's go and have a look!" The fat man wanted to pick up Chu Qingyan's collar, but was avoided by her head.
"I can go by myself." Chu Qingyan said that the person who knows the current affairs is Junjie.
The fat man sneered, pushed her back forward, and urged, "Go quickly, little short legs!"
As soon as the words fell, Chef Scar and the shrewd woman couldn't help showing a sarcastic smile at Chu Qingyan.
Chu Qingyan frowned, not wanting to talk to them for a while.
He quickly walked to Xiaoshekou, the fat man patted the door panel vigorously, and the people inside immediately responded, "Come here!"
I saw an old boatman in his 60s open the door, and before he could see who was outside, there was a big knife across his neck.
The old boatman was so frightened that he almost fainted.
The fat man dragged the old boatman out, pointed at the boat, and said in a vicious voice, "Quickly unlock the lock for Lao Tzu, or Lao Tzu will send you to hell now!"
The old boatman was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he kept saying, "Okay, okay!"
Chu Qingyan clearly felt that the three people were brutal, and in the end, she would never let the old boatman go, and she felt a touch of worry in her heart.
At this time, the old boatman took out his key and shivered to unlock the heavy lock.
And the fat man's knife was already hanging over the old boatman's head, as if as soon as he unlocked the lock, a deadly knife would be waiting for him.
Chu Qingyan bit her lip, what should I do
Because of fear and the heavy rain, the old boatman could not unlock the lock after a long time.
The fat man waited a little impatiently and took a step forward, and Chu Qingyan's out of the corner of his eyes just aimed at the oar on the wooden board of Xiaoshe, and visually measured his distance and the length of the oar, it was just right!
"Whoa—" The lock was unlocked.
But when it was too late, Chu Qingyan took advantage of everyone not paying attention, picked up the oar and slapped the fat man's hand fiercely.
The fat man was too shattered to guard against it, and the big knife fell into the water beside him. His center of gravity was unstable and he almost fell into the water.
Chu Qingyan had already stepped forward and stretched out her hand to pull the frightened old boatman behind her, with the oars across her chest, confronting the three of them.
"You can't kill innocent people indiscriminately!" Chu Qingyan looked at them righteously.
That shot took all her strength, and the fat man screamed while clutching his wrist, threatening to kill her, while the shrewd woman and the chef with scars had ugly faces, and they let the prey stick out to her under their eyes. The claws are simply a shame.
"Little devil, do you think that with your small body and that piece of wood, you can defeat us for three times? I suggest you to put down the wood pulp, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!" The shrewd woman approached her step by step, The corner of his mouth was a sinister smile.
Do you really think she's a child
Once she put down the oars, the old boatman was waiting for a dead end, and she was taken captive into the boat.
They approached step by step, and she led the old boatman back step by step.
Chu Qingyan frowned deeply when her back hit the wooden plank and there was no way to retreat.
Tu Ling taught her a set of swordsmanship, although she is not proficient, but it is still possible to wield a few moves.
To stall the time, she must fight it with her oars.
So she stood up, using the oar as a long sword, pointed at the three people in front of her, "I'm going with you, you let this innocent old boatman go."
"What qualifications do you have to discuss three conditions with us now?" Scar Cook sneered.
"Salute first and then soldiers. Since the ritual is not enough, let's do it directly and light up the weapons!" Chu Qingyan slowly raised her arms and looked at them firmly.
"Hahaha - the little baby who hasn't even grown his hair has just challenged us, so let me do it! Little devil, pay attention to your skin!" The scarred cook pulled out his big knife and stepped forward.
Chu Qingyan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, she had no chance of winning against anyone that Qingyi couldn't beat, but for now, this was the only plan.
Brave the scalp too!
The big knife roared, she turned around flexibly, dodged the sharp point of the knife, turned over and landed behind him, raising the oars to swing at him.
It's just that the man seemed to have eyes behind his back, the big knife stretched out a block, and then with force, she took a few steps back, and then he landed on her shoulder with a punch, and she flew straight to the wood. The pole, smashed the fist-thick wooden pole, and then rolled to the ground.
Chu Qingyan felt a pain in her chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, falling into the water, and immediately scattered blushing flowers.
Chef Scar stepped forward, just as he was about to make a cut, when the tower bells pierced through the thunderstorm and reached everyone's ears.
Then came a voice, "Wait!"