"Uncle, you are here." Jiang Fan greeted him very attentively.

With the fisherman's warning, and seeing this man coming through the waves on logs with his own eyes, even though this man was wearing linen clothes, with an unshaven beard, and a somewhat honest appearance, everyone was respectful and went over to greet him one after another.

The man in linen clothes smiled honestly, "Brother Fan, why are you here? Wait for me for a moment while I put down the firewood."

As he spoke, the man waved his arm, and the small mountain-sized pile of firewood flew over everyone's heads, flying hundreds of meters in the air, but seemed to slowly land in the middle of the trees. Judging from the location, it should be near the old fisherman's hut.

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Ding Shaoan couldn't even complain. Are all fishermen and woodcutters like this these days? Then what else do we warriors do?

And you kid, with so many super masters around you, why do you insist on dragging us into trouble? Judging from this battle, we are probably cannon fodder.

I really want to strangle him to death!

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. He looked up and saw the bearded woodcutter looking at him strangely.

"This boy has a lot of grievances. Do you have a grudge against him?" the woodcutter asked Jiang Fan, pointing at Ding Shaoan.

What the hell...!

Ding Shaoan's hair turned white and sweat dropped.

"No, no, you misunderstood. I was targeting these water bandits, chasing them over and over again, and feeling resentful. Yes, that's what happened..."

The woodcutter smiled honestly, but ignored him. Instead, he said to Jiang Fan: "I just saw a lot of black-sailed bandits. It turns out they are all chasing you. Boy, how did you offend that old bastard?"

Just as Jiang Fan was about to speak, he heard the old fisherman snort from the side: "You're useless, you'll dye your hair off with just one word!"

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that the woodcutter's hair was a little white, but it was obviously not dyed properly. It was yellow and white, and looked very awkward.

The woodcutter laughed: "Didn't the young man say that he is a white-haired fisherman? I'll take the opportunity."

The old fisherman snorted: "This little bastard has caused some trouble, you can get rid of him."

The woodcutter nodded and looked at Jiang Fan: "I can't go a hundred miles away."

Jiang Fan bowed seriously: "Thank you very much, thank you very much, uncle."

The old fisherman said: "Okay, boy, weren't you always called Big Beard before? I've never seen you so well-behaved."

Jiang Fan said shamelessly: "I am asking for help."

The old fisherman said: "Boy Jiang, I'm afraid you are in big trouble this time. Although we are destined, we can only help you so far."

Ding Shaoan and others couldn't help but wonder why they didn't just ask these two to kill Chen Laozuo, but seeing that Jiang Fan responded calmly, they didn't ask any more questions.

"Leave quickly, I am a clean place and it is not convenient to have guests here." The old fisherman pointed to the big boat: "It is difficult to ride the egrets these days when they are laying eggs, so you can take this boat. Anyway, I have enough firewood."

The black sailboat went down the river. The woodcutter stood on the bow with an ax on his waist. He did not talk to anyone, and Jiang Fan did not deliberately talk to him. Naturally, Jiuxiong did not dare to say anything. Even Ding Shaoan rarely did anything.

He had just watched the woodcutter grab the big boat with one hand and throw it into the river. It was better to say less in front of such people.

In less than an hour, they had traveled dozens of miles.

Suddenly, a cry for help came from the river.

Jiang Fan and others looked around. After a moment, Ding Shaoan pointed to a water surface: "There seems to be someone there."

"Drive over!" Ding Shaoan ordered the water bandits who were forced to serve as boatmen. How dare these people disobey the order? There were a few dissatisfied ones at the beginning, but they had already been beaten up by the nine strong men like black bears and thrown to the ground.

Fish.

After getting closer, Jiang Fan saw a man lying on a sampan, hugging the corner and shouting for help.

Ding Shaoan looked at Jiang Fan and moved his mouth downwards. The meaning was very clear, you have the final say whether to save him or not.

Jiang Fan looked down at the frightened woman who fell into the water with her long hair disheveled, and smiled slightly: "Another person has fallen into the water, please rescue her."

Bai Xiaocui frowned at the side: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Fan quickly waved his hand: "It's boring, it's boring, it's all coincidence."

Bai Xiaocui snorted coldly and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

This is a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old with long curly hair. She has an unusually graceful figure. Her wet red dress is tightly wrapped around her delicate body, making her look extremely attractive. However, the red dress is in tatters, and her snow-white thighs and arms are exposed.

The torn chest was even more dazzling white.

"Thank you so much for your help..."

After getting on the boat, the girl vomited a lot of water and panted for a while. Then she seemed to have regained her consciousness and sat up with difficulty to thank everyone.

Jiang Fan groaned twice, as if he had just come back to his senses, and quickly looked away from the girl's rough waves: "You're welcome, no matter who is in trouble, everyone should lend a helping hand."

The girl seemed to be aware of his gaze, her eyes were timid and she shrank back.

Bai Xiaocui kicked him and Ding Shaoan away, and helped the girl into the cabin.

"It's so big!"

Ding Shaoan watched the girl enter the cabin with peach blossom eyes, wiped the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but sigh.

Jiang Fan showed an expression of deep approval: "This is a woman..."

Ding Shaoan said disdainfully: "You little brat, do you know what a woman is?"

Jiang Fan said: "Master, I have had more girls in my last life than you have ever seen."

Ding Shaoan thought he didn't bother to argue with the yellow-haired boy, so he snorted and suddenly said: "She said she met water bandits just now, do you think it is true or not?"

Jiang Fan just shook his head: "You should observe slowly, you are bodyguards after all."

Ding Shaoan sneered: "Your life is your own."

Jiang Fan didn't care: "If I lose my life, you won't have any money. Just figure it out."

After rescuing the girl, the ship continued to sail forward.

The woodcutter had just watched the whole process without any intention of interfering. Now he slowly came to Jiang Fan who was bathing in the sun and said, "Aren't you worried at all?"

Jiang Fan stretched himself: "What's the use of worrying?"

"You are quite interesting, young man."

"Look what you said, if I were boring you and Mr. Yu wouldn't pay any attention to me."

The woodcutter looked at the shore and then at the cabin: "It seems that there are a lot of people staring at you. How about uncle help you get rid of Chen Laobi?"

Jiang Fan waved his hand: "Uncle, I know you have special reasons and it's inconvenient to take action, so don't bother. Besides, besides Chen Laojun and Zhang Wugui, it won't help."

The woodcutter nodded slightly: "That's true, but the road ahead is dangerous. Don't you think the one inside is also a coincidence?"

"Uncle, everything in the world begins by coincidence. Could it be that you don't help because of doubts? Maybe the person is really in trouble."

The woodcutter looked at the young man's half-smiling expression and knew that he had his own concerns. Regarding Jiang Xiaolang, who had no idea of ​​his origin and was shrouded in mist, the woodcutter, like Jiang Fan, had a tacit understanding and didn't know much about each other.

It's just that the woodcutter himself feels strange. It's understandable that he is at such an age. This boy is fifteen or sixteen years old, the age when he is most curious, but he is more indifferent to people and things than he is, as if he doesn't want to get involved in anything.

Heart.

"Previously, five thunders fell from the sky, cutting off the river and mountains. After that, there was an undercurrent surging in the Qingfeng Gorge area. It seemed that a storm was coming. Xiaolang, if this is related to this, it may be a big event. I advise you to be the best

Don't get involved."

"What does such a big thing have to do with me?" Jiang Fan said this, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart. He couldn't understand this world at all, and he didn't want to be too closely related to this place. Once the fate is too closely related
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