Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 457-456 Splitting the River to Open a Path

Shunzi was rescued, but without him as a "ballast," the horse-head boat started rocking again.

To make matters worse, the opposing cultivators, seeing that they were facing a difficult situation, abandoned all martial ethics and began to cast a spell together.

The river, which was just rippling water a second ago, suddenly surged into a huge wave that crashed down on the small boat.

At the critical moment, just as Feng Xiuhu was about to activate his Shadow Authority to turn the entire ship into a shadow to escape, Shi anticipated his intention and urgently warned him: "This is on the water. If you turn into a shadow, you will fall directly into Jianyuan!"

Feng Xiuhu was stunned for a moment, and in that brief instant, the wave crashed down.

boom!
The emerald green vines wove a giant net in an instant, which absorbed most of the impact for the small boat before disintegrating and disappearing.

Feng Xiuhu looked ahead and saw that the runes on Fang Youliu's palms had just disappeared. He stared intently ahead, his feet almost kicking up sparks.

"We can't fight Jiangliu Temple in the water!"

Without turning his head, Fang Youliu shouted, "We can hardly do anything to them, let's get ashore first!"

Reaching the shore?

Do you think those monks will agree?
When their initial attack failed, the cultivators immediately changed tactics—

Bang!
An even more violent wave surged up from below, crashing against the bottom of the boat and sending it flying straight into the sky!
Fang Youliu was caught off guard and almost got thrown off the boat, but luckily Feng Xiuhu reacted quickly and grabbed his pants.

Six people in mid-air saw what was below and shouted in alarm, "Watch out below!"

Feng Xiuhu peered out and saw that the current was swirling where the horse-head boat had landed, creating a huge whirlpool—if one fell in, it would be difficult to resurface.

"It's not over, is it?"

Feng Xiuhu was burning with rage. He pulled Fang Youliu to the back and stood at the front himself.

He slammed his cane down, and a thick mist surged forth. Three ferocious sharks leaped out of the mist, and chains materialized, one end wrapped around the horse's head of the boat, and the other end wrapped around the sharks' necks.

Swim faster!

Feng Xiuhu shouted, and the shark plunged into the water, vigorously shaking its head and tail.

As the chain at the bow snapped instantly, the horse-headed boat was pulled forward before it could even land.

Fang Youliu climbed up from the back seat and asked curiously, "What kind of spell is this? I've never seen it before."

Feng Xiuhu made up a story off the top of his head: "It shows that your knowledge is too narrow and you still have a lot to learn."

The shark swam swiftly, its towed horse-head boat slicing through the water and creating high curtains of water on both sides.

Even if the monks of Jiangliu Temple could walk on the water, they couldn't outrun those who swam.

Feng Xiuhu thought he was out of danger, but then he suddenly heard Shunzi shout, "They're catching up!"

Feng Xiuhu quickly turned around to look.

The cultivators placed the measuring rods under their feet, made hand seals to activate the hidden currents, and the turbulent water flowed at their will, propelling the measuring rods forward rapidly.

Feng Xiuhu was incredibly envious: "You guys are surfing experts! I'm pretty good at surfing the internet too, can I learn?"

Fang Youliu didn't have time to listen to his nonsense. He kept pedaling and rolling the roulette wheel, saying, "Didn't you eat? Give it your all!"

Shunzi also felt wronged: "It's just that I didn't eat lunch..."

As they spoke, the cultivator had already closed in.

Feng Xiuhu also got anxious: "This is not scientific! What surfboard can outrun a speedboat?"

Just kidding, there are no speedboats or surfboards here.

As they drew closer, the cultivators cast their spells together once more.

Feng Xiuhu could see clearly, so he became wary, but after watching anxiously, the water remained completely still after the cultivator cast the spell. "Are you trying to scare me?"

Just as Feng Xiuhu was about to curse, suddenly the water in front of him swelled up—

Boom!

A giant python burst out of the water, sending sharks flying everywhere.

Feng Xiuhu was startled. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the so-called giant python was actually just like a shark—it was formed from flowing water.

Its physique is even more terrifying than that of a shark.

After knocking the shark off its feet, the python swung its tail in mid-air, like a thick tree trunk sweeping towards the small boat.

Knowing it was a manifestation of magic, Feng Xiuhu was no longer worried.

He stood up cursing, and his cane turned into an axe.

As the long tail swept towards them, Feng Xiuhu leaped into the air, causing the bow of the boat to sink. Fang Youliu steadied himself and quickly looked up.

Feng Xiuhu slashed down at the giant python!

Rumble——! !

The moment they made contact, the giant python exploded into a spray of water, its downward slashing force undiminished, carving deep ravines into the river that stretched all the way to the opposite bank.

Fang Youliu was stunned. He grabbed Shunzi's clothes and asked in a trembling voice, "What level is he at?!"

Not knowing how to answer, Shunzi countered with, "What level of understanding does your dean possess?"

Fang Youliu wasn't the only one terrified; the cultivators who were about to catch up were also quite frightened, and they all stopped and retreated hastily, fearing that Feng Xiuhu would turn around and target them again.

Feng Xiuhu did have this plan, but he didn't have the ability to walk on water. As he fell, Feng Xiuhu didn't want to freeze in the cold weather, so he quickly threw out the chain to wrap around Shunzi's arm, who was already walking away.

The two were in perfect sync. Shunzi immediately reacted, pulled out the chain and yanked hard, sending Feng Xiuhu flying toward the horse-head boat.

Back on the ship, Feng Xiuhu looked back and saw that the monks from Jiangliu Temple were standing at a distance and had not continued their pursuit.

The scene they had just witnessed made them even more uncertain about the three men's background, and they became increasingly wary. Their original intention was to make an example of them, but if this chicken had the ability to peck people blind, only a fool would continue to fight it to the death. They should find another one quickly.

……

The chase had been thrilling, but it had also caused the boat to accelerate at an unexpected speed. After a short while, the three of them finally made it safely ashore.

At first, Feng Xiuhu thought that the tax official, the bald turtle, came from Mingshui County on the south bank. No matter how tyrannical he was, he couldn't possibly govern Jindi City. But when he arrived at the shore, he found that the dock, which should have been bustling, was deserted, with only a few fishermen sitting on the deck for amusement.

This place also seems to have been affected.

These fishermen had obviously witnessed what had just happened in the river. Seeing Feng Xiuhu and his two companions reach the shore, they quickly packed up their fishing gear and prepared to flee.

Shunzi dragged the boat aboard, and Fang Youliu began to observe the surroundings.

He looked up at the construction trestle and frowned: "This side has been demolished too."

Feng Xiuhu looked in that direction and, sure enough, just like on the south bank, the construction trestle here also showed signs of being deliberately damaged.

It seems that it's not just the group on the south bank who oppose building the bridge.

"But thinking about it, it's normal."

Fang Youliu, resting his chin on his hand, speculated: "Mingshui County only has one Jiangliu Temple, yet it has already caused such a big commotion. There are temples in Jindi City, and given that it is located by the Dachuan River, there must be quite a few believers of Jiangliu Gong."

Feng Xiuhu added, "But unlike the South Bank, the believers in Jindi City dare not openly cause trouble—otherwise, this place would have been besieged by troublemakers long ago, just like the South Bank."

(End of this chapter)