Fang Zhoushu returned to his room and slept until midnight. Suddenly, he was awakened by a burst of berating sounds. He jumped up, picked up the military shovel, and rushed out of the room!

The lights in Rosen's room were already on. When the prescription rushed into his room, Rosen was already on the ground. Chen Bailing and the other two team members were trying to save him, and the window was completely broken.

Without the slightest hesitation, he jumped out of the window amidst Chen Bailing's cries of alarm. It was pitch black outside and Fang Zhushu's vision was astonishing. He quickly discovered the small and thin figure speeding through the darkness!

"The ferryman! "Stop right there!"

He had experienced the ferryman's speed before, and now that he was running at full speed, he was even faster than before.

In less than a minute, he saw the ferryman turn left and right in the complex terrain, and in a few moments he had lost his target.

This fellow was simply too cunning. Who knows, he might even be hiding in some remote corner waiting to ambush him. Thus, Fang Zhoushu did not dare to continue chasing after him. He turned around and returned to the inn.

Rosen was not seriously injured, and quickly recovered with the help of his companions. With the ferryman ruthlessly stabbing him in the left leg, he probably wouldn't be able to recover in a short period of time.

Fang Zishu hurried forward and asked, "Brother Luo, are you alright?"

"Sorry about that!"

Rosen's face was pale from the pain. He forced out a smile, "Nothing else, just that my leg is a little seriously injured. I'm afraid I can't drift away for now. Sorry to disappoint you!"

Although Fang Zishu's heart was heavy, he understood the wisdom of the world. He said, "Let's talk about the crossing of the river later. You can rest in peace. It's just that the conditions in this Yellow River Town are too poor. It's better to go back to the big cities to recuperate!"

Rosen smiled wryly and said, "Don't worry. Someone will come and chase us away before we leave!"

Hearing this, Fang Zishu frowned. However, he did not ask any further questions and returned to his room.

With the ferrymen ambushing them, tonight would definitely be a sleepless night. However, what surprised Fang Zishu was that just before dawn, it had started to rain heavily. It would be difficult for Rosen and the others to leave this place.

For the next few days, heavy rain poured down. The Yellow River's water level had risen, and everyone was in a state of panic.

Early that morning, while looking out of the window at the sky, he suddenly heard a noise coming from outside the hotel.

Fang Zishu stretched out his head, but upon seeing what was happening, his expression immediately turned ugly.

A large number of people had already gathered in front of the hotel. From the looks of it, there were at least a hundred people. It was likely that not the entire population of Yellow River Town had come.

Fang Zishu quickly put on his clothes and ran down the stairs. When he saw the book appear, the townspeople became even more excited. They roared at the outsiders to hurry up and leave. If they didn't leave now, they would feed the river god's nonsense.

"Boss, what's going on?!"

The inn owner had an extremely ugly expression on his face. He looked at Fang Zhoushu and the other five people, then at the excited townspeople and remained silent with a gloomy face.

"Isn't it because we want the Yellow River to drift?!"

Chen Bailing said angrily, "They insisted that we infuriate the river god and chase us out!"

"Fury the River God?"

Fang Zishu subconsciously thought that this must be the ferryman's doing. He must have been behind the scenes inciting the residents, but weren't they trusting others too easily?

River God?

How could he, an old man, still call back the river god?

Chen Bailing could not help but say, "I say, boss, that's not possible, right? Just drive us away? "The river god? These are all mysteries …"

"Aiyo, my little ancestor!"

The owner's face turned green, "This is the Yellow River Town, not your big city. These are two completely different rules, and if you dare to say something disrespectful to the River God, this group of people will immediately throw you into the river as a sacrifice!"

Fang Zishu's brow was covered in dark clouds. Looking at these residents who had been completely roused by the ferrymen's fear, he knew that even if they were to say it out loud, no one would believe them. It seemed that crossing the river had been delayed once again.

The five of them left the Yellow River Town under the gaze of over a hundred people. It was truly strange. The moment they left the Yellow River Town, the torrential rain immediately stopped. Above the Yellow River, there was a rainbow.

Could it be that the legendary Lord of the River God really did exist?

However, his successive failures only served to strengthen his determination to find a temple for children.