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Eight hundred and sixtieth chapters surrounded

Xu Qi frowned, and forced a slight sense of strong fighting spirit from his weak physical condition. "What's wrong?"

Zhao Han's seasickness had not passed yet, and he only held his forehead with one hand and kept breathing like hiccups over there. "Just just now, my boatman and I were talking, and a layer of white fog suddenly appeared on the river surface. It was foggy and misty, and it always felt..."

Hua Jun probably thought that Zhao Hanlian's two repetitions were very annoying, so he turned his head on the bulkhead and continued to sleep.

Only Xu Qi seemed to care about this sudden situation, "What do you feel?"

Zhao Han could not imagine the scene just now. The uneasiness that suddenly spread from the bottom of his heart quickly overwhelmed the discomfort caused by seasickness on his body.

This directly led to Zhao Han looking a little stupid. His facial expression was so dull that it seemed that only one mouth was constantly opening and closing, which was very inconsistent. "It felt like something was about to suddenly come out on the river."

But that was all forced, because Xu Qi was asking questions, and he would definitely not be silent and pretending to be mute. Besides, that feeling was indeed very strange. If he didn't express it in this way, it would seem to turn into a nightmare and get entangled with him.

Xu Qi's expression became more and more serious. In the end, he actually supported the bulkhead with both hands and was about to probe his head outside.

"Senior, what are you doing?" Zhao Han grabbed the other party's cuff. The whole movement was not as smooth as it was, but it was fast enough to see the eyes and hands. The wrists under the cuffs were surprisingly thin, as if Xu Qi was just a bone. After a long time, it would make him feel a little tingling.

Perhaps because of the bone being hurt, or perhaps because of the loss of composure after a moment of surprise, Zhao Han let go of his hand and said, "I see, the boatman's face is a little bad, so let's stay inside first."

I don’t know if it was Zhao Han’s illusion, but he felt that Xu Qi’s eyes were a little hollow at a certain moment. Except for the dark eyes, it seemed that all emotions were lost.

However, a moment is a moment, and it didn't last long. Xu Qi was still a living person with joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. He poked out his hand and pinched Zhao Han's shoulder. His strength made him feel a little too strong, so he pinched Zhao Han so hard that he said, "Don't move around, Hua Jun is too tired, don't disturb him."

Facing the ancestor's advice, Zhao Han nodded repeatedly, "Oh, okay." His words were a pun. In addition to the most obvious meaning on the surface, it was also clearly asking him to look at Hua Jun and not let him move around.

No matter whether the things outside came to him on their own initiative or Hua Jun went out to find out, he could not let him leave.

Zhao Han thought of this and couldn't help but turn his gaze and gather on Hua Jun, who was leaning on his back and leaning on him, and was sleeping properly in the cabin.

After all, the environment here is still sealed, and there are only two people in a small space. Hua Jun may have sensed this burning gaze, twisted his body restlessly, but he slept even more deeply.

Zhao Han was uneasy. While remembering what Xu Qi told him, he couldn't suppress his curiosity. He simply sat down and looked at the distant river.

Xu Qi left the cabin with a pair of calm and steady steps and walked slowly towards the boatman who was rowing outside.

The boatman was still busy wearing his slightly faded but not worn straw coat in the vast fog. It seemed that he was not affected by the sudden bad weather changes at all, and he was even more hard than ever before.

"Aren't you afraid?" Xu Qi knew that he knew that the boatman heard his footsteps, so he went straight to the point.

The boatman was always showing his back. From Xu Qi's perspective, he could not see what expression he would look like on his face. However, he could see clearly that after he asked this casual sentence, the boatman's movement of the boatman was paused, and his entire back was tightly stretched.

This feeling was like a meticulous work lurking among the crowd, suddenly being exposed by someone's identity and completely exposed.

But who would be willing to be told by others about their hard work? No matter what the reason is, they would not be willing.

This was even more so for the boatman. He continued to ride the boat, but this time he even breathed a little more quickly. He was panicked, and it could be seen that he wanted to escape from the fog.

"I have been storing a boat in this area for more than 30 years. I have never seen any kind of ghost weather before. Only foreigners like you will be stunned." The boatman's tone was really relaxed, as if everything was really as he said.

Is he too concerned? Of course the answer is no. Xu Qi looked into the distance, and he wanted to exhaust all his eyes, penetrate the annoying white fog, and see what was causing trouble behind the white fog.

The boatman may have such a tacit understanding. The blue veins on his arms raised and leaped with the help of his body.

Since their goals are the same, what's the harm even if there are still people who are stinging with something and refuse to say it? At least Xu Qi doesn't think there is any difference.

The fishing boat was moving forward with its greatest ability in the white mist. Everything was quiet, so quiet that nothing was born, so quiet that Xu Qi could even hear his own heartbeat clearly.

"Have you heard a legend?" Xu Qi broke the silence by saying something.

But it was quiet for too long, and Xu Qi's sudden words scared the boatman to the point of trembling. He was not angry. "Legends are mostly distorted. If you have the heart, you might as well go to bed. When you wake up, you will be better than talking here to confuse the crowd."

He actually said that he was witchy and confused the public? But didn’t the boatman recognize the same as him? Xu Qi pretended not to hear it, and changed the statement, “Maybe it is not a legend, a story. Is the boatman interested in the story?”

Listen, do I look very idle? The boatman was about to curse a few words to block the other party's mouth, but Xu Qi was not here to ask him at all, it was clearly a kind of notification.

"The beginning of heaven and earth, the two phenomena of yin and yang were created, and there were birds, animals, and countless flowers and plants. They all had shapes, but they were all wise and intelligent." Xu Qi began his own story, looking at him without caring about everything around him.

The boatman was so angry that he broke the oar in his hand. God knew how much effort he had spent to escape from this white mist, not to listen to Xu Qi's random talk here.

No one needs to have a margin. His mouth is like the mysterious yellow world and the vast universe. Who doesn’t want to strangle the other person to death after hearing this. “Can you shut up?”
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