Chapter 3030: 4.630 miles away

Chapter 3030 4.630 A Thousand Miles Away
Qiao Mu tried again and found that he still couldn't get in, and he sighed helplessly.
Forget it, it's not too hard in the water anyway, then go ahead.
This boundless wandering is one night.
Gradually, the skyline was a little bit white.
After soaking for a night, although there was nothing uncomfortable, I still felt that I had to go ashore as soon as possible.
Du Chunjiang is really a ghost place, and Master Qiao Qiao said he didn't like it very much.
When a little bit of red awn appeared slightly in the distance, the sky finally brightened.
The tree looked around blankly, seeing the water surface uneasy, as if the thunder layer above his head had disappeared.
But surrounded by the river, she was a directionless little fellow, so she continued to move forward aggressively.
She wandered in the water, and walked for about half an hour, and finally saw a fishing boat coming over the river.
The old man who propped up the boat was about to be in his early sixties, holding the bamboo rafters slowly and slowly.
There was also a wonderful young girl sitting on the bow of the boat, 18 or nineteen years old, with a big braid, and singing her folk songs with a loose throat.
Arbor's dark eyes froze slightly, and then he reached out his little hand and raised it above his head, and waved vigorously at the ship's uncle.
"Grandpa, there is someone!" The girl sitting at the bow of the ship screamed suddenly, her eyes embarrassed.
The boatman hurriedly propped the boat over and handed the bamboo slip to the tree.
Arbor stretched his feet a little on the bamboo rafter, a mule turned over, and the man had fallen into the boat very easily.
At the same time, Lan Ling Jing Huo slightly transpired on her body, and her clothes instantly became dry and dry.
This hand was exposed, and the girl couldn't help clapping her hands and applauding, "Girl, you are such a good player!"
Qiao Mu nodded slightly at her, and the red boatman arched, "Thank you, Master."
The old boatman was a loyal and honest Pakistani master, and when he heard that he was so busy that he blushed and waved.
"Girl, where are you going? Why did you fall into the water at Du Chunjiang?"
Yesterday, Du Chunjiang thundered on the thunder all night. Could it be related to this girl?
"I plan to go to Red River Canyon."
"Yeah! That ’s right, our little Li village, but the place to go to the Red River Canyon. Should the girl go back to the village with us before going to the canyon?"
"But the girl is alone, it is dangerous to go to the canyon!"
The girl with big braids was very talkative and said sloppily, "But if you look at the girl's ability, it is not difficult to cross the valley."
"Is the girl going to the temple?"
"The temple is deep in the Red River Canyon!"
The old man smiled helplessly, nodded a little apologetically at Qiaomu, and then scolded his granddaughter, "Niuniu, you asked so many at once, and the girl didn't know how to answer."
The girl with big braids called Niuniu spit out her tongue mischievously. "Girl, I don't see how old you are. I'm nineteen, how about you?"
"sixteen."
"Hey, then I'll call you sister!" Niuniu said with a smile on her face.
"it is good."
Qiao Mu nodded, and didn't care much about a title problem.
There was a little doubt under her heart, and she couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa, isn't this Jiang Center?"
She remembered that their ship was destroyed halfway through, and it stands to reason that she drifted all night and couldn't figure out the direction. It should not be too far.
But looking at the ancestors and grandchildren, they are just ordinary people and should not go too far.
(End of this chapter)