Li Ping'an untied the wine gourd and poured the wine into the river, muttering to himself.

"Don't be surprised if there are strange things. They are all here to fool around. Give me, Mr. Li, some face!"

The tone was very kind, but the other party really didn't give me face.

The storm didn't stop for a moment because of what Li Ping'an said.

Instead, the sound of water on the bow of the ship became louder.

The ship rocked and creaked.

Geng Liancheng collapsed and threw the money into the river. As he threw the money, he shouted: "I have money! I have money!"

You damn boatman! Even if I die and become a ghost, I won’t let you go..."

Li Ping'an frowned slightly, so disrespectful?

Immediately he stretched out his hand and exerted force on his wrist.

A water monster more than two people tall was pulled out of the water

Throwing it onto the boat, the boat shook violently

There was a loud "bang" sound, and both Zhang Juhe and Zhang Juhe were startled.

He looked around and screamed in fright.

The water monster swayed back and forth on the boat, sweeping its tail.

Geng Liancheng and Zhang Juhe wailed.

It sank into the water with a "plop" and caused a splash of water.

The two hugged each other and fell into the water.

I immediately felt dizzy and dizzy. In the coldest month of winter, the river water could freeze someone to death.

Both of them are weak scholars.

It was dark all around. Not only could I not see my fingers, I couldn't even see half of my fingers.

His limbs kicked around and he was soon submerged by the river water.

Li Ping'an was going to rescue him, but unexpectedly the whole ship was overturned in the next second.

Another water monster emerged from the river.

Just break the boat in half.

Li Pingan:..........

You fucking hacked my boat!?

"boom-!!"

Why do I...why do I come here?

read?

To gain fame and honor one’s ancestors?

Or....for what?

Zhang Juhe's consciousness gradually blurred.

Scenes from his life appeared before his eyes.

Just die like that?

When he opened his eyes again, the sun was shining brightly, covering him softly and charmingly.

He instinctively opened his eyes, wanting to see this scene for the last time in this world.

.......

"Hey! Scholar, scholar? Why are you sleeping here?"

The speaker was a middle-aged woman.

Zhang Juhe was stunned for a moment and touched his body.

I'm alive?

The most important thing is that there is not even a trace of water on the body.

Zhang Juhe was confused, "Auntie, where are you?"

"Where else could it be Jiangduyan?" said the aunt.

Zhang Juhe looked back and saw that the river was surging and a few boats could be vaguely seen sailing on the river.

He remembered that he had met a water monster and then fell into the river...

"Ouch, what's going on?"

At this time, Geng Liancheng's voice came from beside him.

"Brother Liancheng, how did we get here?"

Geng Liancheng scratched his head, "How did we get here? I..."

He frowned, as if he couldn't think of anything.

Zhang Juhe suddenly remembered something and hurriedly opened the book box.

I took out a book and it was intact, with no sign of being wet at all.

Zhang Juhe stared in disbelief.

Could it be...that all of that was just a dream?

Geng Liancheng stood up and said: "Brother Juhe, let's go quickly, I'm starving to death."

"..."

Zhang Juhe turned back and looked at the river, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

A man and an ox were walking on the official road, and the old ox was carrying a monk on its back.

"ε=(??ο｀*)))Alas~"

"My lovely, beautiful and handsome and practical boat."

Li Ping'an kept talking about it all the way.

The old cow's ears were calloused.

Tao Tao Tao, you know how to do it.

Isn't it just a small boat?

That beautiful boat only stayed in Li Ping'an's mouth for three days.

Then, it never appeared again.

After all, life has to look forward.

Li Ping'an picked up a weed and held it in his mouth.

Holding a bamboo stick and humming a little song.

Counting the time, the day of the Demon Slayer Convention is almost here.

The venue for the demon elimination conference was Wuling, the ancient capital, and Li Ping'an planned the journey.

Walk slowly, there is still time.

...........

Three months later, the ancient capital Wuling.

At the teahouse on the roadside, more than a dozen people gathered in twos and threes.

While drinking tea, they talked and laughed happily.

There was a roar of people and laughter like flies, but no one could control anyone.

Xingmu slapped the table, and the storyteller shouted.

Attracted everyone's attention.

Some people sat there and applauded, while others sat in the corner.

Holding a cup of tea, they chatted quietly.

Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, and ten years of light rain in the rivers and lakes.

At this time, a man wearing a bamboo hat and a handsome monk came in.

I sat in a corner and ordered two pots of tea.

While drinking tea, I listened to the storyteller talk incessantly.

Someone was discussing in a low voice while hearing the story of the scholar.
To be continued...