latelenovela Chapter 97 Boatman, are you coming with me or not?
Chapter 97 Boatman, are you coming with me or not?
"It's not that I'm going to die, it's that I'm definitely going to die," Zhong Ming said casually, arms crossed, looking disgusted.
"Hey, since you've already opened it, how about I bury the dead body for you? The smell is disgusting. Also, I suggest you eat and drink as much as you want in the last hour of your life, take a bath, and go to see the King of Hell cleanly as a well-fed ghost."
Upon hearing this, the boat captain rejected the suggestion, patted the large rock in front of the door, frowned, and said, "Who said we would definitely die? This rock is so big, we all, plus the horses, blocked it together back then..."
"Oh, is it so?"
Zhong Ming took out the mother-and-child sword from his back. It was now stored in a peach wood sword box. It should have been hanging on his waist, but the mother-and-child sword and its scabbard were too big, and his belt couldn't hold it. It would fall down as soon as he tried to hang it.
If a fight breaks out and someone draws their sword and slashes out, it would be embarrassing if their belt came off.
But now, he leisurely draped it over his waist.
"No matter what you say, I will definitely not..."
"Where is my sword?!"
Zhong Ming shouted, interrupting the man's words. He bent down slightly, gripped the sword hilt tightly with his right hand, and pressed the sword box firmly against his waist with his left arm. He stared at the boulder with a fierce and cunning look.
The method of cultivating inner energy and the sword-drawing strike are a perfect match.
There was no spiritual energy flowing around him, not even a trace. But if someone could peer into the sword box, terrifying spiritual energy was swirling around the snow-white longsword. Inside the peach wood sword box, the spiritual energy merged and collided with the longsword, slowly transforming into sharp sword energy, no longer violent, but quietly adhering to the surface of the mother sword.
When all the spiritual energy subsided and the storm ceased, the longsword was drawn.
A terrifying sword aura roared out, and a sword energy of more than an inch rose on the longsword. A white rainbow flashed, and the longsword sliced through the boulder as if cutting tofu.
A larger piece of stone was shaved off and slowly slid down the smooth cut.
"A rock that even I can split open, can it save your life? I have to escape into the great formation to survive, so what are you?"
The boat captain stood frozen in place, a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. Just a hair's breadth away from being killed.
Zhong Ming used these two spells for the first time, and he applied a lot of force, but his distance judgment was not very good. He simply chose the thickest point based on how long the sword was.
As the boulder continued to slide down, several cold lights flickered eerily inside the cave.
"Oh, weren't they all dead? Congratulations on being alive. But I can only carry one person at a time. I can't carry any more than that."
Inside the cave, several critically injured men leaned against a rock, struggling to hold crossbows mounted on a cargo cart, aiming tremblingly at the cave entrance.
They were indeed just one breath away from death; they couldn't be considered dead.
Zhong Ming forced a smile, revealing a set of bright white teeth. Everything before him confirmed his suspicions: these were all river bandits.
Bows and crossbows, oh, possessing bows and crossbows is a capital offense, punishable as treason.
"But...but...the boulder is still there, and we still have a sliver of hope. Now that you've split it open, what will become of our brothers...?"
"I told you, you are all doomed."
Zhong Ming strolled into the cave. The stench was unbearable, but the goods were still well preserved.
There are a few warriors here, which you can tell from the large number of calluses and thick skin exposed on their skin, but crossbows have little to do with your hand strength.
"Don't come any closer! I told you not to come any closer!" the boatman shouted, his broadsword gleaming in his hand. The Taoist priest from Cat Mountain Temple ignored him and walked step by step toward the nearest man with the crossbow.
The crossbow bolt was pressed against Zhong Ming's chest, right at his heart.
Zhong Ming's smile remained unchanged. "Why would I lie to you? If you don't believe me, try pulling the trigger. Don't be afraid, come on, I'll help you."
He suddenly reached out and pressed down on the crossbow, pulling the trigger in an instant. The bolt, as if summoned, shot towards his heart like lightning.
"Ding~~"
What is a tortoise shell? This is what a tortoise shell is!
The new vest-shaped tortoise shell is of really good quality, but it has consumed a lot of spiritual energy. He originally wanted the other party to accidentally shoot the arrow, but the spiritual energy just couldn't hold up, so he had to do it himself.
The crossbow bolt struck his heart and bounced off.
Everyone was shocked. The boat captain realized that he had no choice but to listen to Zhong Ming, who could easily kill everyone here.
Why would I lie to you? You're not even worthy to be my liar.
The boat captain finally softened, like a deflated balloon, and sat down on the ground, muttering, "What do you want? Just tell me."
"There's no question of whether I want to or not. Your son asked me to rescue you, it's that simple. As for these goods, I'll take as much as I can."
The boat captain felt aggrieved. Fate was not on his side. He had just pulled off a big heist, only to be caught in this double dragon incident.
"Regarding the goods, could we discuss it further...?"
Zhong Ming was quick, rapidly loading all the goods he saw into the storage stone. To conceal some of them, he even sniffed them before putting them into the storage stone.
Before long, he had loaded five out of the eight truckloads of goods onto his truck.
Everyone was dumbfounded. If they had this ability, they would have already run a hundred miles away. So many goods were loaded in such a short time.
The man shook his head regretfully, pinched his nose, hopped a few steps back from the cave, and patted the boat captain on the shoulder.
"This is all I can take. Let's say goodbye to my old buddies and head out."
Several half-dead men raised their heads, their bright eyes actually outshining the cold glint of the crossbow bolts.
It's just a few tears, nothing to worry about.
"Boss... let's go." Only one person managed to utter a weak voice, which reached the boat captain's ears intermittently.
The burly man with a full beard stood up, looking as if he had aged ten years.
"Brothers, farewell. Next year, I'll come back to see you with wine."
He and his seriously injured comrades had spent so long in the dark, sunless cave that he had long since figured out some things.
Life and death are preordained, like the rotation of the sun and moon; no one can control it.
Let go. As for these goods... see that corpse at the very back? It committed suicide by swallowing gold.
When he swallowed the treasure he once cherished, they realized it was worthless.
The boatman bowed and said, "Master, we owe you a favor. If we survive, we will serve you like cattle and horses, even at the cost of our lives."
Zhong Ming didn't believe a single punctuation mark of that statement, but I'm just bored and have to believe a bandit's words.
"Let's get this straight first, we're going to a shelter. You'll most likely be forced to mine there, but it won't be that bad. There are two reasons for this."
Upon hearing this, the man hesitated again. He thought that being a slave to the government for the rest of his life was worse than dying here.
"First, your son is there. I made sure he was safe. Second, with the double dragons moving through the water, a great calamity is about to befall the world. There's a high probability... there will be a general amnesty. When you come out then, you'd better behave yourselves."
Zhong Ming pursed his lips, "Don't pretend I didn't see you. You have a gold tooth in your mouth. A comeback is out of the question, but surviving is no problem."
"Then... I'll have to trouble you, Immortal Master."