Chapter 1148

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the boat did not drift automatically after people got on board.

"Sister, we won't row the boat by hand, will we? But no oars

Xiao Qian was moving about on the boat, "this is a man's kayak. If you sit for a long time, you will have psychological obstacles."

Yang Zimei also wants to get off the boat as soon as possible.

Black river water, red man kayak.

It always gives people a feeling of not being steady.

"Master Yang, here!"

Huo Wenhua pointed to his side of the bow, "with the mark of mahogany card!"

Sure enough, there was a recess in the bow.

She took out the mahogany card and printed it on it

Sure enough, the boat began to move, carrying them to the other side.

"Sister, you sing a song!"

Xiaoqian felt bored and said to Yang Zimei, "how boring!"

Yang Zimei also felt depressed, but she didn't want to sing, "Xiao Qian, you sing, I'm not in the mood."

"I'm not in the mood either!"

Xiaoqian simply looked at Huo Wenhua and said, "Mr. Huo, can you sing? Sing an old song to relieve our boredom. "

"Ha ha, I can't sing!"

Huo Wenhua a little embarrassed way, "still you sing!"

As they were talking, they suddenly felt as if they were floating from somewhere, with a strange rhythm, strange syllables and incomprehensible lyrics.

Hearing this song, Yang Zimei's expression slightly shocked!

Isn't this the lullaby tune that the dragon often sings to her every day?

"Lianyi, do you hear me clearly? Do you know what that means

Thinking that snow lake knows these languages, ripple, as a fox family, should also be able to understand these lyrics.

Lianyi nodded and wrote, "there is only one sentence in the lyrics: come back."

Back home?

Seeing these four words, Yang Zimei felt strange.

"Elder sister, someone appears!"

As the song is getting closer, I don't know when a leaf of canoe will float out from the black river.

The leaf canoe is not red, but as pure black as the river.

On top of the canoe stood a punter, also dressed in black ancient clothes, wearing a black hat, with a long black hair floating behind him.

His face was covered by a hat and could not see clearly.

But from the figure and clothes, it should be a man.

"It's so dark!"

Xiaoqian said quietly, "I don't know if people are very black."

"His hands are black, and obviously people are black."

Yang Zimei found that the hand holding the pole was black skin, so he inferred that this person should also be black all over the body.

It was the man who sang!

As he sang, he floated towards them with a pole, and stopped about ten meters from them.

His black clothes moved without wind. Though his whole body was black, he did not have the gloomy black air of death.

Black is like his natural color.

"Hello --"

Xiaoqian yelled at him, "big brother in front of you, who are you?"

The pole in the man's hand suddenly moved, and the boat swung 90 degrees in the opposite direction.

Seeing that he was going to stay away from his own boat, Yang Zimei was a little worried.

"Catch up!"

She patted the boat and said.

Red boat seems to understand her words, slowly follow the leaf black boat, not far from near, has been maintained at about 10 meters.

Yang Zimei carefully observed and found that the black man's pole rowing was very mechanized, and the swing time was not bad.

Isn't it real?

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