Brother Chongzi shouted, which was considered to save some face for the boss.

It made Maarsen look better!

Mada Li curled his lips: "Just wait."

Everyone was waiting on the shore. Taoist Zi Jin discovered something was wrong and pulled Zhang Fan to the hillside, pointing to the steep cliff ahead.

"Mr. Zhang Fan, I feel like something is wrong on the other side of the river?"

Zhang Fan looked over when he heard this. His aim was very good and he could see through the obstruction of fog and forest. Then he saw a huge natural cave under the cliff in front of him.

And in this cave, a very familiar breath lingers here.

"He's been here!"

Zhang Fan said softly.

"Who is it? Who has been here?" Nangong Manyun was taking pictures and walked up to ask curiously.

"The snake!"

Upon hearing this, Nangong Banyun was so frightened that the camera in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"What? That monster was here!"

Nangong looked around in horror!

After all, the fear that the serpent brought to the girl was enough to be remembered for a lifetime.

As the saying goes, a centipede is still alive even after death, the shadow left in a person's heart may not be another way of living.

"Don't be so excited!" Zhang Fan replied calmly: "The original body of that thing is not here, but it once lived here, and it existed for quite a long time. It seems that our business is about to run into trouble."

Nangong Manyun said in surprise: "What does that mean? Isn't this thing not here? And you killed it. How could it cause trouble to us?"

Taoist Zijin said softly, "Miss Nangong, for a giant like your Nangong family, do you have any very capable subordinates or very capable helpers?"

Nangong Manyun nodded: "Of course, even a video worker like me has an assistant. Not to mention our Nangong family."

Taoist Zijin smiled and said, "Yes, even an ordinary person like Miss Nangong is willing to have an obedient assistant to help her do things, let alone such an existence who has practiced for thousands of years and whose wisdom and strength far exceed those of humans."

After hearing what Taoist Zi Jin said, Zhang Fan also nodded slightly.

"Besides, the helper that asked for the snake's help may be more than just an assistant. Perhaps it will surprise you."

When Nangong Manyun saw Zhang Fan and Taoist Zi Jin talking to each other, she immediately felt uneasy.

Old man Jiang Hai was also looking at the steep cliff in the distance. He felt as if a stone was pressing on his heart, and his heart was pounding. He had indeed encountered such situations several times over the years!

Every time it appears, I will experience a major event within a period of time afterwards, which may very well cost me my life.

The last time his heart was pounding and he felt uneasy was that night when they were attacked by enemy forces. He was the only one in the entire company who was covered by the mud raised by the bomb.

When his comrades who had captured his position dug him out of the ground while building trenches, he was only breathing his last.

Therefore, Mr. Jiang Hai knew very well that once he had this feeling in his heart, it meant that what followed would be a life-and-death experience, which inevitably made him feel a little afraid.

However, when he saw the book of advice on death in his hand, he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, driving the uneasiness behind his mind.

"Wealth and honor are sought in danger. If I want to live forever, I must live in the face of death! Not to mention just a premonition of death, even if I really die, with my last breath before death, I want to see with my own eyes the magic pill that can bring people back to life."

At noon, the temperature dropped sharply, from the lingering sadness of late autumn to an extremely cold wind like a steel knife scraping at the bones, raging along the river, giving people a feeling as if they had suddenly entered winter.

Three iron boats were sailing upstream, cutting through the thorns and brambles, with the sound of boatmen shouting.

“Here it comes!”

Madali turned around and greeted everyone.

Taoist Zi Jin and Zhang Fan also withdrew their gaze from the cliffs in the distance and focused their eyes on the group of people who were coming.

These are a few old-looking iron boats. You can smell a fishy smell from a long distance away. Obviously, they are just ordinary fishing boats. After reaching a cooperation with Maldives, they are specially used to transport people across the river.

The boat stopped at the shore. The boatman leading the iron boat looked like a monkey, with a pointed face and a gleam of his eye. His eyes kept darting around without any scruples.

"You are the ones who are going to enter the mountains by boat? Mardali, you didn't say there were so many people before."

A smile appeared on Mardali's face, and he walked forward and said.

"Old boatman, can't plans keep up with changes? I'll give you more money if I bring one more person. Why are you reacting so strongly?"

"Don't you know that there's something wrong with the river near the cliff? If it's as you said before, with only five or six people, I could have pulled you over with one boat. But now that there are so many of you and so much stuff, I'm afraid I'll have to make two trips with my three boats. Do you know the risk?"

The old boatman was very angry and acted as if he was going to breach the contract.

Mr. Jiang Hai, who was beside Zhang Fan, moved closer and spoke.

"The man driving the boat must be a ruthless man. Look at the scar on his neck. It almost cost him his life."

Zhang Fan looked over when he heard that. Under the pointed-nosed and monkey-faced head, there was a scar that was so light that it was almost impossible to tell the difference in skin color. It extended from the neck downwards and entered the skin under the collar.

It is impossible to tell how big the wound is, but judging from its appearance, it can be considered a fatal injury.

The old boatman didn't care about the changes in everyone's expressions, he just waved his hands and shouted loudly.

"Let me tell you, during the Republic of China period, this place was a very prosperous ferry crossing. At the time, many people who came from the south and west to seek refuge encountered the river god appearing here. More than 20 boats and 100 to 200 people were buried under the river. Look at your number. It is impossible for so many people to cross the river without alarming the river god."

In the deep mountains and old forests, almost an uninhabited area, the old boatman's words made everyone present feel their hearts in their throats.

"Is there such a thing? What are they doing here?"

Mr. Fei called out in confusion, but this guy's focus was not on those people who died after encountering the river god, but on why these people came here!

It is obvious that his work attitude is too profound and his way of thinking is different from that of ordinary people!

"Did you see those things with your own eyes?"

Brother Chongzi stood up, acted very indifferent, and spoke provocatively.

"What a bullshit river god! I've traveled all over the country for so many years, and I've even killed ghosts. Am I still afraid of the river god? Let this guy come out and show off. If he doesn't dare, he will only be worthy of eating my leftovers. If he dares to stop us from crossing the river, I'll be the first to kill him."