New White Snake Asking Immortals

"Squeak, good wine~!"

The monkey hair on the chin is wet with the wine, it is not a fairy brew, but a muddy wine brewed by a farmhouse in a riverside village.

From the monkey's point of view, the most important thing in drinking is the mood, with sour, sweet, bitter and plain as water, etc., taste the world and taste the taste in the heart.

Monkeys have different mentality and don’t care about the grades. For example, drinking tea with Lao Huixian in Zhuquan Temple, boiling a pot of boiling water and putting a handful of rough tea, chatting and laughing, drinking big bowls of booze to quench thirst is the most enjoyable, and a nest of wonderful flowers is not too much. I like to drink slowly from a small cup.

The water by the riverside is heavy, and the monkey hairs are covered with the smell of river water.

His ears moved slightly, and he heard footsteps coming from the mountain road behind him. The voice should be a woman. The kung fu is sparse and ordinary, and it must be a martial arts ranger.

In the early morning, the grass is covered with dew, and it is easy to wet the shoes and trousers while walking.

Lightweight and strong, carrying a bucket hat and hanging a water bag at the waist, holding an ordinary iron sword, ordinary to the extreme ranger, unknown.

The female ranger seemed surprised that there was a ferry by the river.

After a little hesitation, he walked to the small pier.

"Boatman, when will there be more ferry terminals here?"

"Squeak, I've newly built it, but the heroine wants to cross the river? Make sure the boat is fast and stable."

A certain monkey wearing a mink clothes fishing head does not look back, can not see the face.

The Ranger frowned.

I don't understand why the boatman speaks with a squeak. He sounds like a foreigner with a non-local accent.

Are you crossing the river...

I remember that I have never been to the other side of the river since I was sensible when I was a child.

The monsters in the water are rampant and the undercurrent is surging, and it is difficult to cross the boat. It is said that even the cultivators are helpless. How does the three-foot-tall dwarf make the ferry? Just relying on that ordinary canoe? Could it be some liar water pirate playing?

But what if it was really a ferry?

Looking at the river in the distance, calm and feng shui like a mirror, white mist curling up, the other side... what does it look like?

Thinking about the sadness, I suddenly wanted to take a gamble.

"How much is the boat?"

"Squeak, just leave one thing, as much as you want."

Hearing this, the female ranger nodded, the boatman's thoughts were meaningful.

"I want to cross the river, when will I leave?"

"Squeak~ Let's go now, please get on the boat and sit down."

Monkey is very happy. The first business has come to the door. As long as there is the first one, there will be a second and a third. Bai Zeng said that if you do everything carefully, you will always find something.

The female ranger stepped onto the small wooden boat and sat down on the bow, staring at the river with her eyes dazed, sad...

Collect the fishing rod and put it on the shore, grab the wine jar and take another sip.

"Squeak ~ good wine!"

Pick up the oars modified with golden hoop rods and wooden boards, and step on the boat with the looped legs.

Push lightly.

The canoe pierced the mirror surface offshore.

The monkey stands at the stern of the boat and paddles rhythmically, with one oar on each side, the wood rubs and squeaks, the oar enters the water and stirs up a small vortex and pushes back, then out of the water, slides forward against the calm water, and brings a string of water droplets on the water. Draw a ripple, re-enter the water, and you can move forward again and again.

Rowing is very interesting. Pulling your arms back is actually the oar forward, and when you row forward, the oar is actually backward. The arms, waist, and legs are coordinated.

If you look down from the sky.

On the calm water, there is a faint white mist, and the cold river water is looming.

A small canoe rowed out an inverted V-shaped ripple, all the way to the opposite bank.

The picture is very artistic.

Maybe the water vapor was fascinated, and the female ranger looked at the vast fog and thought, and unknowingly burst into tears.

"Squeak, the river is very wide, the road is still far away, just say what you have in your heart, there is no one else around."

The monkey's voice just fell.

"Woooooo...why...why...woooo..."

The female ranger couldn't help crying.

At the stern of the boat, the monkey's ugly face was very dazed. I didn't understand why humans suddenly cried. It was obvious that she was bored crossing the river and made her talk. Why did she cry?

The quiet and cool river was very quiet, and the crying and sobbing came out far, far away.

He picked up the wine jar and touched the shoulder of the female ranger.

"Squeak, take a sip."

The female ranger facing the river grabbed the wine jar and drank it vigorously. Tears mixed with the wine. The monkey felt that what she was drinking must be bitter and easy to get drunk. Just don’t fall into the river and drown. traded.

Until now, the female ranger has never seen the monkey's face.

When he was on the shore, he was fishing in a straw hat and hood with his back to his back. When he got on the boat, he kept looking at the other side, not knowing that the boatman was a wild gray monkey.

The monkey remembered what Bai Yujun had said.

"Squeak, people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves."

"People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves... People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves..."

The female ranger repeated the eight words again and again, expressing helplessness and desolation, and feeling a lot.

"Thank you boatman."

"Squeak, you're welcome."

Hearing two squeaks that sounded like some kind of animal cry, the female ranger turned around, her eyes were blurry and she couldn't see clearly. She only felt that the boatman was short and a little ugly. Also, who would take the risk to be this ferryman if he had the ability.

Wiping away the tears, the vision is much clearer, and then look...

Suddenly, the whole body was tense and stepped back! But behind you is the bow and there is nowhere to go!

"Monster...youkai..."

"Squeak, hurry up and don't fall into the water, this river is full of water monsters, and they like to eat people the most."

"..."

It was still very quiet, except for the screeching sound of the boat.

The monkey bent down to pick up the fallen wine jar, raised his head and gulped a few sips and smacked his lips. The hot feeling was very comfortable. The gray hair that was tangled in the fog looked like a hedgehog. We monkey demon as hedgehog demon.

After a moment of silence, perhaps the female ranger became free and easy again when she thought about the sad things, she turned her back to the monkey and looked at the river.

When I think about it, my mood naturally calms down.

"You...why did you ferry?"

"Squeak, if you want to make a ferry, make a ferry and make money to repair the broken house"

"Repair the broken house?"

The female ranger feels that the monsters are worthy of being monsters, and their thoughts are completely different from those of humans.

To be able to ferry on this river where immortal cultivators talk about discoloration, the ability must be tyrannical, and it may even be in the realm of demons. It is really bizarre to actually make money by ferrying a house in order to repair a broken house.

Once again, there is nothing to say, only that stepping on the ferry may be a life-changing choice.

In the past, the ferocious water demon disappeared.

No strange fish can be seen.

It feels unreal to walk peacefully on the river.

Sitting on the bow of the boat, thinking wildly, I wondered why the monkey demon was so powerful that it didn't take the shape of a human, and showed it with a handsome face, but it still looked like a gray monkey in the mountains.

Three feet tall, with a wrinkled face, deep eyes, full of hair, Lei Gong's mouth, pointed mouth, narrowed cheeks and fangs protruding outward, stooped and hunchbacked with looped legs, the dreadlocks of gray hair are brightly colored, the little monkey The claw grasped the oar and rowed skillfully, making the canoe to the opposite bank.

The monkey looked at the bow of the boat and looked at the female ranger on the other side...

Look at both sides...

Look at the boat going forward and the river back...

The heart is enlightened.

After a long time, I finally crossed the river that was several miles wide and reached the other side.

The Ranger sighed in relief.

When I got up and jumped on the pier, I still felt unreal.

"Excuse me, what do you want?"

The monkey scratched his head and thought about it seriously.

"Squeak, you have already given money to the boat, and you don't need to give it again."

"Give it?"

The female ranger didn't understand, she obviously didn't take out anything, when did she give the boat money?

A certain monkey was busy turning the bow of the boat and preparing to go back. The sun came out, and the river was very foggy. When he returned to shore earlier, he had to go to the village to buy a few jars of turbid wine.

"Daughter, you cried in the river when you boarded the boat, leaving your sadness on my boat, the boat money has been settled, and the road shows that you have made up your mind. pass."

After that, he paddled the boat with the flag of the word 'Ferry' to return.

Small pier on the shore.

The female ranger was stunned and laughed.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior, goodbye."

Turning around and setting foot on the other side of the new world, it was like a dream, and the heart was miserable, and I planned to live this life. Who would want to meet Yedu by chance, the short and ugly demon monkey completely subverted the cognition of demons, without much dialogue or detailed inquiry, A few words are enough.

The sun shines on the body through the fog, very warm, very warm...

The canoe squeaked.

Xiao Xiao Ferry completed the first business, and the monkey's eyes were even more vicissitudes.

In the distance, strange screams came from the river, as if singing.

"Squeak~ squeak~ squeak~"

Humming a strange tune, a certain monkey rowed a boat back to the pier on the shore, tied a hemp rope around a wooden stake and tied it in a knot, carried an iron rod and carried the wine jar to the village, and hung two big carp with a grass rope through the gills around his waist. Go for a drink, the big river carp is a rarity on the shore.

Walking through the hillside and across the ridge, the yellow dog whimpered and the cat jumped in fright, and the smoke from the village's cooking had just dissipated.

The monkey walked along the root of the stone wall to a certain household.

Swap carp for wine...

...

Yedu's business is not easy to do.

No one knows, being able to come to the ferry is also a kind of fate.

Some are transactions and some are transactions.

Ordinary people don’t know that there is a ferry here, and even if they do, it’s hard to say that they can take the ferry. After all, the ferryman is a monster monkey, with a pointed mouth, narrow cheeks and fangs exposed. Which ordinary person did not grow up listening to the legend of monsters eating people, and he would be scared when he saw it. Half dead, unless the reputation is out, it is possible to ferry here.

The only ones who can come are demons and immortals, mortal monks, and low-level loose immortals.

Not alive for three days in a row.

Monkeys are patient. Bai once said that waiting is a kind of practice. Snakes are good at waiting. See what Bai is now... Forget it, don't say it.

Fourth day.

A mortal monk discovered the little ferry.

The male cultivator has a handsome appearance, a dignified appearance, a simple and elegant robe and brocade boots, sword eyebrows and star eyes, a smooth chin and no beard, black long hair, holding a magic weapon and a sword, a typical monk image. .

The monkey's choice of the location of the pier is particularly vicious and precise.

No matter upstream or downstream, you have to go a long way to find a ferry. This big river is not much safer than the legendary Liusha River. If there is an emergency, even if the boatman is a demon, you have to endure it, such as this disciple of a certain sect.

"Squeak, is my brother crossing the river?"

If you want to live, you will cry.

Hearing that, the corner of the young male cultivator's mouth twitched, and he was actually called brother by the monster, but he had to rush back to the other side as soon as possible, so he could only bear it.

"This...Senior, may I ask how much is the boat cost for crossing the river?"

"Squeak, just give something, whatever."

"Please cross me across the river."

"Board."

The male cultivator was tensed up and boarded the boat~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and even held a talisman magic weapon in his palm. In the event of an accident, he immediately launched a counterattack. He sat on the bow at the back of the boat, motionless, and had no intention of speaking.

The boat squeaked and rowed toward the opposite bank, the wind was blowing, and the waves crashed against the boat...

When he stepped on the pier, the male cultivator finally relaxed, and lamented that the world is full of wonders, and that the demon monkey was able to ferry safely.

He took out the jade bottle and poured an elixir. After thinking about it, he poured another one.

Put it in the fish basket in front of the monkey.

"Thank you, senior, and farewell."

"Squeak, slow down~"

I didn't realize anything today, and I'm not depressed either.

Business is getting better and better...

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