Chapter 168: Qiao Feng (below)

The wind blowing on the river surface, the falling snow quickly melted into the water, and the people stood outside. If they didn't wear the trench coat, they couldn't hold it for a while.
"This ghost weather is colder than the goose feathers in the capital!"
The man holding the scorpion squatted, and when the animals got on the boat, they were a little scared. The savage people used to get used to it. They took the black cloth and covered their eyes and rushed into the cabin.
Even in winter, the bottom compartment is an unpleasant smell.
People who cross the river would rather stand outside to drink the northwest wind and don't want to go in and smell it.
"Qu Ye, this snow is getting bigger and bigger, I am afraid that it will not stop until tomorrow. After crossing the river, we will quickly find a head and rest early."
Someone immediately objected: "No! The goods are in the hands of one day, and there is more risk every day. This year, the government does not know what medicine to take the wrong medicine. The investigation is strict. You want to fold this book, so that the brethren cannot exceed the size of the family. A good year?"
"Hey, what do you say..."
"Stay in the mouth!"
Qu Ye whispered, and when he was around, a bunch of people were quiet.
They occupied the best position on the ferry. Even if they spoke, they were surrounded by people. It was so quiet that even the hard-working boatmen couldn't help but look at it.
Jiang Shui slaps the boat along the edge.
"What is that?" Qu Ye stared at the distance.
Everyone looked at each other and after a while, they saw a vague black spot.
"It's a boat... Qu Ye, your eyes are this." There is a man who is more charming than a thumb.
Everything can be seen so far, the rumors on the road are really not empty, saying that Qu Ye is clear-minded and keen, and wants to ask him to come out and take a dart, bring a piece of goods, the price is not small.
Qu Ye did not pay attention to his flattery, his face was positive, and he said with anger: "Call the boatman not to get close to the boat, you are all alert!"
Everyone heard a sigh, is there something wrong?
This wild ferry, all year round, is a trafficker's pawn, this snowy day, there will always be no water, halfway through the road!
Qu Ye didn't have to look at it and knew what they were thinking. He frowned. It was really easy to get water. Two people could put a pair, but when they met a monk, it was really bad.
"Did you see the yellow thin man in the car?"
"Ah? Oh! The one I said before..." The person being asked was very surprised. "What do you ask him to do?"
"Don't talk, he got on the boat?"
The man quickly went to inquire. After a while, he got back: "There are people waiting for the animals in the bottom compartment. I heard people say that they are not a teacher, they are hit, and the whole person has no spirit, hehe."
He had to laugh at a few words, seeing Qu Ye's face, scared to swallow the words back.
Qu Ye’s absent-minded wave, did not ask Huang thin, but in fact he was also guilty.
Chi Xia Zong is far away in the Western Regions. A monk ran to the middle of the original murderous murder of the mortal. Did all the strange things I encountered today come to the guy?
Qu Ye was stunned and shook his head.
He expected this yellow thin man to have no such ability.
The ship on the river is getting closer and closer, and everyone sees it wrong.
Without him, the ship was made too delicate, like the paintings in the Qinhuai River. These old and old, have never seen a boat decorated so well in their lives, and even the eyes are almost out.
The paintings are quiet, even the personal shadows are not there, and when you look at the boat, you know that it is washed downstream.
The most terrifying thing is that the wind has a strong smell.
"Qu Ye, this, this should not be a haunted?" Some people started fighting.
The boatmen tried hard to avoid them, and they all had words in their mouths, and some knees bent down directly.
Qu Ye suddenly looked up.
In the snow and snow, a few people flashed, and they walked on the water, and they came to the painting from the shore.
The man who barely supported it, also slammed down: "The gods are fascinated!"
"Nothing." Qu Ye snorted.
When a mortal encounters a monk, it is normal to be weak and weak, and what is wrong with the knee?
The group of monks hurried to the painting, and they didn't even look at it.
The account of the ice-hard state was torn down, and it fell into the river with a load of floating, and then the faint redness fainted in the water, and the ferry flowed toward it.
A boatman saw the paddle in his hand soaked in the light red blood and threw the paddle.
The original person on this painting seems to be dead...
Qu Ye frowned, looking at the appearance of this painting, like the sorcerer of the Yin and Yang dynasty, what kind of ghosts in the cultivation of the real world? How come it like this?
He has the intention to recognize the other side's way, and blinks, and finds that the group is also a magic repair, from Jindan to the gods, and the group of Han Mingzong monks who come from Fangcai wild shop is about the same strength, which is 80% Respected subordinates.
The man in the lead was covered in a pale yellow cloak, covering his face and not seeing clearly.
The cloak is a glory, the water is not wet, the fire does not burn, the value is not high, it is not something that ordinary monks can afford.
The snow fluttering on the cloak of the cloak immediately slipped to the side.
The monks are not afraid of the heat and cold, but also have spiritual strength to protect themselves. Even if they don't wear anything, they will not get wet in the pouring rain, but the disciples of the Buddhism especially like to advertise their origins in these details.
In particular, this person is not tall, and the appearance of the donkey is thinner than the people around him. It is obviously a young boy who has not yet grown up. In such a group of people, it is he who leads, it is easy to think that he has a good master, or who can not afford the backing.
Qu Ye shook his head secretly, and when he lifted his foot to avoid the cabin, he suddenly had a certain foot and looked back.
- The boy who wears the glory, how can he not understand it?
What is the secret method?
"Chen Gongzi, let's take a step."
"When you fled, you can still be so arrogant, Zhao Weiyang is indeed a personal thing."
The sound sounds calm and calm, but it is a young sound that can't be erased.
Qu Ye is not a monk in this life, but his eyes and ears are invisible. He is no different from the monk. He looks suspiciously at the glory of the young boy, the faint temperament of every move, and the respectful and convincing appearance of the demons. I even looked away!
"That Zhao Weiyang is already the shackles of the middle, the son, we continue to chase?"
"No! He is now a mad dog, or a mad dog with a golden bone. Since there are so many people who are not afraid of biting, why should we fight for this first?"
"But the Sayādaw has come to urge..."
"Ok?"
The demons immediately closed their mouths.
The people under the cloak raised their heads slightly, "to explore the whereabouts of the aggregators."
"Follow."
A magical repairing rushing boat here glanced at the eyes: "These mortals?"
A stunned teenager, an impatient hand.
Qu Ye immediately took care of a boatman.
Magic repair does not care about causality, although they rarely directly slaughter mortals, but some demons who are poisonous will turn over the boat and fall into the river during this cold winter, most of them have no way to live.
I didn't expect the ferry to shake gently. When I was beaten by a powerful force, I rushed out of the water, the wind and snow were more urgent, and the painting was invisible. The boatman and the rough man looked at me. I saw you, the shock was undecided.
"Boom!"
The heat came to the surface, the snow melted, and a red glow appeared on the river.
The person who can't afford to fall down is even shivering like a sieve, and he doesn't know which way to protect the gods.
The flames vacated, like a sudden fireworks, fleeting, the river is still full of snow, no paintings, and can not see the traces of the group of monks.
It was only half a mile on the ferry that someone made a strange call.
"Qu Ye, this, this..."
"This is what is called!" Qu Ye did not say good.
The rough men have set their minds, and when they don’t know what to do, they ran out of the cabin, and the yellow thin sons who are not in the house are facing each other.
If the masters of martial arts have such prestige, it is not surprising that they are so eager to learn from the skills of Huang Shuangzi. It is just that everyone has shaken their heads and has envious envy and complexity.
The original martial arts master is more powerful than the storyteller!
Next time I went to the teahouse and listened to the book, no longer swearing that the storytellers were full of nonsense.
"At last, this matter has nothing to do with us." The person who proposed to take a break from restoring, said with a lingering heart, "You are doing a good job, and you have to finish this sale, go home to your wife and children, and make a fortune. It’s going to be bad luck!

Everyone nodded and said that at the end, it was found that Qu Ye seemed to be distracted.
"Qu Ye, are you this?"
"Nothing." Qu Ye turned around and went into the cabin and went.
He touched the sheepskin on his body, and touched the shackles on his face, pacing his hands.
- If you don't misread, the one that burned the paintings at the end seems to be a real fire!
The flame is red and the power is amazing. In the blink of an eye, the whole painting will be burned clean. Since it is not a pale flame, it is not a fire in the wood. The person should be just lucky and get three real fires.
Qu Ye touched his beard and thought it was really raging.
He has only left the realm of comprehension for more than 20 years. How many people are there in the world?
Huang Shuangzi was dragged into the cabin, and Qu Ye was shocked: "What is this?"
"This guy is crazy, wants to jump into the water!" The person who stunned him had a look of dumbfounding, knowing that Huang Shuangzi wanted to ask the teacher to think of the madness. I didn't expect to be able to do this kind of thing.
"Okay, take care of him, this is also a bitter man."
Qu Ye said carelessly, but it is not a bit strange, this Huang thin child knows that he is going to die, where is the life!
After sending away the person, Qu Ye patted his sleeves and prepared to put doubts in his heart. Suddenly the ship bumped a bit, and at the same time he felt a compelling coldness, emerging from the spine.
"Who?"
Qu Ye leaned sideways to the bulkhead, and by the cover of the Hummer, he took out a short knife under the sheepskin.
The knife was very ordinary, but it was so sharp and awkward that he was traversing him. The dark bottom of the was lit with a knife.
Immediately, Qu Ye felt that one hand was easy to come, avoiding the knife light and hitting it firmly on his wrist.
When the short knife was loose, Qu Ye lifted his foot, and the tip of the boot kicked the handle on the handle. He followed him to the back and a knife, and his knife brushed his forehead and flew to the attacker.
When the person came up with a sleeve, the knife was inserted straight into the cabin, and even a muffled sound did not sound.
Qu Ye’s eyes swept to the light yellow jade robes, and his heart was shocked. It was only that he had already pulled out the second knife from the boot, and cut it off the waist that was most likely to reveal the empty door.
The man is not slow at all, the palm of his hand will want to hold the handle, and the other hand will directly hit the elbow of the Qu, and I want to let the blade of the sword go.
When did the comprehension of the real world appear such a rising star that can be started without the use of spiritual power?
Qu Ye was completely confused, but his hand instinctively split the move, the tip of the knife never stayed away from the other side of the chest, but there is no way to enter another inch.
"what?"
Both of them were shocked at the same time.
The more you fight, the more you are not right, the smoother it is like saying good things beforehand, and the other party’s tricks are familiar, isn’t it what you love?
"Who are you?"
"How can you do this?"
After the two were shocked, they also gave birth to anger: in addition to themselves, there is only one person in the world who knows! There is no doubt that the other party is not my apprentice / my brother!