Tomb robbing: The survivors of the ruins will live forever from Pingshan

"Boss Chen?"

Hearing this, Chen Zhao was also a little surprised.

A figure subconsciously appeared in my mind.

Wait for him to look back.

The figure immediately overlapped with the people on the boat.

It turned out to be the young man from the last time we crossed the river.

"It's you."

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect to see Boss Chen again."

Completely different from the desolate state he was in when we last met, he was now in high spirits and even hired a boatman to work for him.

"Didn't you say it's been a long time since we took the ferry?"

Chen Zhao pointed to the ferry boat beneath him.

Although it's still the same boat as last time.

But it was obviously renovated, scrubbed, and repainted.

Not to mention the new look, the originally empty cabin was also filled with seats.

"Yes."

The little brother rubbed his hands.

"I would also like to thank Boss Chen for the reward, which gave me the opportunity to ferry again."

That piece of ocean last time.

He took it to pack the boat gang.

Finally, we no longer have to go fishing and are allowed to ferry.

Hearing this, Chen Zhao couldn't help but feel a trace of emotion in his heart.

Although the person in front of me is young.

But obviously looking very far.

These days, fishing is the best way to survive, but ferrying is a long-term business.

Trade a piece of ocean for another opportunity.

This business is definitely worth it.

"Is this back?"

After helping to put the two horses on the ferry, the two of them chatted for a while.

Chen Zhao finally knew his name.

Lee River.

People who live by the Yellow River have simple names.

Either a river or water, or a fish boat.

"Yes."

Chen Zhao nodded.

This short period of time seems short, but in fact it lasts almost more than a month.

It's quite a bit like things are different and people are different.

"Are you leaving today?"

Chen Zhao couldn't help but smile, "What's the matter?"

"That's not true, but because of what happened during the Dragon King's Festival last time, it still didn't rain."

"Everyone said that they pissed off the River God, and several wealthy people in the county paid for it and planned to do it again."

"I heard it's even more lively than last time. If you have time, you can stay and take a look."

Li He scratched his head and explained.

heard.

Chen Zhao couldn't help but laugh.

These people are really stubborn.

The last time I failed to pray for rain, I actually blamed myself.

"Forget it, we still have to hurry."

Seeing him shaking his head and declining, Li He seemed to have thought of something.

Opened his mouth to speak.

But out of the corner of his eye, he saw people boarding the boat around him. After thinking about it, he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

The last time I worshiped the river god.

Because I am worried that I will be implicated.

When everyone knelt down and begged the river god for forgiveness.

He secretly raised his head.

Although it was just a glance from a distance.

But I still vaguely saw the appearance of the River God.

In the next few days.

I had nightmares for several days.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I couldn't help but picture that ferocious black shadow in my mind.

Demon!

That's right.

The look of a river god.

It's almost the same as the monster my grandpa mentioned.

But he dared not say that.

If word gets out, I'm afraid he will be beaten to death as a criminal.

But also because of this.

His previous attitude of incomparable awe towards the river god also quietly changed.

More is fear.

Especially those days when we were first allowed to ferry again.

All day on tenterhooks.

I was afraid of bumping into that monster in the water.

Unexpectedly, it was calm for half a month.

As time passed, the fear gradually calmed down.

Look at the changes in his expression.

Chen Zhao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

It seems that Li He also guessed something.

But he is a smart man and knows what to say when.

"That's a pity. I heard that a troupe was specially invited from the provincial capital to sing for three days. In previous years, there was no such opportunity."

Li He spread his hands with regret.

Inside and outside the box.

It’s all about yearning to hear Qin Opera.

But there is absolutely no desire to worship the river god.

Hearing this, the smile on Chen Zhao's face became even brighter.

A monster pretends to be a river god.

There will eventually come a day when the mask will be torn off.

After chatting for a while, the ferry was full of people.

Li He didn't want to be delayed, so after saying something, he hurried to the cabin to prepare to cross the river.

Chen Zhao was standing on the side of the ship with his hands behind his hands.

He looked calmly at the vast water.

I was thinking about the route in my mind.

Soon.

The ferry has reached the middle water of the Yellow River, and the mud and sand are rolling in the turbid water.

Many people who fled from the Northland exclaimed from time to time.

Many people have never seen the Yellow River.

It's hard not to be surprised.

Chen Zhao also came to his senses.

Thinking about the scene last night, he subconsciously looked towards the water.

only……

the strange thing is.

The aura of the Iron-headed Dragon King was not detected under the water.