Shen Luo quickly stood up from the water, looked around, then leaned into the boat and looked around for a while, then slowly immersed his body back into the water, his face a little gloomy.
He seemed to have gotten into trouble accidentally, he released something that he shouldn't have released.
Shen Luo frowned, raised his hand and gently stroked the tooth mark on his right shoulder, and found that there was no pain at all, and the skin there was not broken or bleeding, as if the tooth mark was painted on.
But he clearly remembered that before he fell unconscious, his right shoulder was indeed bitten by the skeleton transformed from the ghost head. He even remembered the coldness when the teeth touched his skin.
Shen Luo thought for a moment, then scooped up some river water and sprinkled it on the tooth marks. He rubbed it with a little force, but the result was just that the surrounding skin turned a little red, and there was no other change.
The dark red color on the tooth mark seemed to be caused by blood stasis. I don’t know if it can be eliminated after some time.
Shen Luo thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he had to give up for the time being.
He waited for the hot feeling on his body to gradually fade away, then he grabbed the edge of the stern with both hands and exerted force with his arms, trying to use the force to climb back onto the boat.
Who would have thought that as soon as he exerted force, the entire stern of the ship sank suddenly as if it was hit by a huge rock and was buried directly under the water, while the bow along with half of the hull was raised high and pointed to the sky.
Inside the cabin, there was a series of "ding-ling-clang" sounds, and all sorts of things inside slid down one after another.
Fortunately, Shen Luo was quick-witted and quickly lifted up the stern that he had pushed down, and the raised bow fell back into the water, causing splashing waves on the water surface.
"What's going on?"
Shen Luo gently supported the shaking hull, staring straight at his hands with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
Then he turned around, faced the other side of the fast-flowing river, raised one palm, exerted a little force, and slapped the water surface fiercely.
Suddenly there was a dull sound coming from the river surface, and it was as if a huge rock weighing hundreds of pounds had hit the river. Suddenly the water surged and the waves rose one after another, pushing a wave about ten feet high upstream against the current.
The waves rushed out several feet away before their force weakened and they fell back into the river. A deep whirlpool was left where he hit the ground, which gradually disappeared after a few breaths.
"How come my strength... has become so great?" Shen Luo stared at his palms, still finding it incredible.
He walked around the hull and climbed up onto the rocky beach, and saw that the cable that was previously used to secure the hull at the bow had been broken by the pressure on the bow just now. In order to prevent the boat from being washed away, he quickly tied it up again.
Shen Luo turned around and looked around the rocky beach for a while. He saw a stone the size of a human head on the ground with a quite flat surface, so he squatted down beside it.
He just stretched out his palm, gestured on the stone, suddenly shouted, and then slapped it down with his palm.
A crisp "pop" sound!
Shen Luo frowned, his palm felt a little painful, and he immediately retracted it.
He looked down at the stone. A layer of dust on it was shaken off, leaving a clear palm print, but the stone itself did not change at all.