C28 (1/2)

As night fell, Fang Zishu was tossing and turning in his bed. Listening to the sound of the Yellow River flowing outside, Fang Zishu's mind was filled with thoughts. There was definitely something inside the river, and he did not know if it was a Divine Soul, but it was definitely a powerful fellow.

The ferryman also seemed to be a powerful figure. If it wasn't for the fact that he was distracted by the crying sound, he might not have been able to beat him. Besides the powerful hand, there must be other powerful methods.

However, the scope of his activities was limited to the Yellow River Town. After leaving the Yellow River Town, he was not even a fart. Thinking of this, he was finally relieved. He took out the map and carefully studied it before falling asleep.

Early the next morning, Fang Zishu left Yellow River Town. It seemed like the ferryman had not recovered yet and had not come looking for trouble. This allowed him to leave safely.

After leaving Yellow River Town, Fang Zishu headed east for a whole morning before he saw a tributary. He followed it for another ten kilometers before he finally found a small ferry.

However, the result made him disappointed. The wooden bridge at the crossing had long since rotted away, and there was a single rusty iron rope tied to the wooden stake, indicating that this place had long since been abandoned.

Fang Zishu's heart sank to the bottom. He had the urge to swim across the river, but seeing how fierce the Yellow River was as it rolled over with sand everywhere, he wisely gave up on this idea.

The sun was setting in the west, and the sky was about to turn dark. If he stayed here, he was afraid that he would have to sleep out in the wilderness. Fang Zhushu had a dejected look on his face as he walked in the direction of the Yellow River Town.

The sky was getting darker, and Fang Zishu's mood was getting worse. It seemed like he wouldn't be able to return to the Yellow River Ancient Town tonight. Thinking of sleeping in the wilderness, his mood couldn't get any better.

In the small forest on the banks of the Yellow River, a bonfire was set ablaze. He randomly ate some rations and listened to the roaring waves of the Yellow River not too far away.

However, at this moment, a faint chill came from the top of his head. Fang Zishu was startled, and with a shake of his hand, the fire was sent flying into the air.

It was a lean man. His entire body was wrapped in a layer of black clothing. Only his eyes were exposed, but they were flickering with malice and his killing intent was intimidating.

”Who are you?!”

With a swoosh, Fang Zishu pulled out his long whip and took up his stance. This man's eyes made him feel extremely uncomfortable. The cold, biting sensation made him think of the most sinister and vicious king cobra.

The man in black didn't say a word as his body moved like a ghost towards Fang Zhoushu. A cold light flashed in his hand and a short blade flew straight towards Fang Zhoushu's neck!

Fang Zishu flicked his wrist, and the long whip swung out like a poisonous dragon. The black clothed man actually ignored him, giving up on defense and advancing forward. Surprisingly, this was a suicidal move.

Fang Zishu clenched his teeth and quickly retreated, dodging the deadly attack of the man in black. The whip had already left several deep wounds on the man in black.

”Just who are you? I, Fang Zhoushu, have never offended anyone, so it would be too much for me to not give up until I die!”

Fang Zishu let out a cold snort. The long whip did not leave the black clothed man's vital points. After a few rounds, the black clothed man's clothes were already torn to shreds, dripping with blood.

While he was beating him, Fang Zishu suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. This person's fighting style, agility, and, most importantly, eyes were all things that he was increasingly familiar with.