I really don't want to be a teacher

The river water around the driftwood is slightly calm, while the farther place shows its original appearance, the muddy river water mixed with a lot of yellow sand is turbulent, impacting the river bank from time to time, peeling off the yellow dust on the river bank Tear off a piece and pour it into the rolling Yellow River.

The little white mouse squatted on Lian Ge's shoulders, its claws firmly grasped Lian Ge's clothes, turned its head, and looked at the turbulent Yellow River around it, looking a little nervous.

"Squeak, squeak!"

Looking back, Lian Ge looked at the little white mouse who wanted to shrink into a ball, and couldn't help smiling.

……

As the river rushes forward, one person and one mouse follow the driftwood towards the Yellow River.

The meandering river bank keeps appearing in front of him and being swept behind him.

In the turbulent river, the waves are constantly splashing in the collision between the river water and the winding embankment. On the turbid water surface of the Yellow River, only the blooming waves can see some clear and different colors.

Looking at the rolling water of the Yellow River and the thick yellow land beyond the river, Lian Ge also became a part of the Yellow River like driftwood and the yellow sand being carried down.

On the driftwood, it became more and more quiet, only the rushing water of the Yellow River continued to resound.

Feeling the turbulent noise of this ancient river, the traces left by the years,

Lian Ge withdrew his gaze, sat cross-legged on the driftwood, closed his eyes as if at someone's home, moved the mana in his body, and began to practice.

At the same time, I also feel the joy, anger, sorrow and joy along the ancient Yellow River.

……

As time passed slowly, the meandering rivers on both sides changed, and the river water also became urgent or slow, or turbulent, stirring waves, or calm and gentle, with layers of sediment deposited.

Under the action of mana, the driftwood always floats in the center of the water surface, and keeps going downward with the rolling river water.

Along the banks of the river, there are either smoky villages, wilderness filled with dust, or noisy cities.

Along the way, prosperity and barrenness coexist.

While carrying mana, Lian Ge cultivated according to the practice method, and at the same time felt the changes inside and outside the river, and felt the human fireworks along the Yellow River.

……

"Boom...boom."

After a long time, the ear-shattering voice in the distance gradually became clear, overwhelming the hustle and bustle of the Yellow River around him.

Immediately afterwards, the mouse's cry sounded,

"Squeak, squeak!"

The cry was a little hasty, and at the same time, he touched Lian Ge's neck with his front paw.

Hearing the sound, Lian Ge, who was practicing, paused the transfer of mana, and opened his eyes again.

The sky had already turned dark, and the night shrouded the rolling Yellow River, making the turbid water of the Yellow River seem to blend into the night.

Slightly raising his head, on the night above his head, there are dots of stars, and a slanting moon hangs in the sky, swaying bright moonlight.

Under the night, the rolling Yellow River was rushing and churning, pushing the lower body to rush forward.

On the front side, the river channel seems to be disconnected, forming several layers of height differences like steps, forming a magnificent waterfall.

The ear-shattering sound I heard before was the sound of the Yellow River rushing by and falling from a high place to the bottom of the waterfall.

Looking at the waterfall that was not far away, Lian Ge stood up from the driftwood again, and at the same time glanced at the river bank,

At this moment, the river channel is wider than before, and the river surface is not too high from the top bank of the embankment. There are obviously some man-made buildings on the river bank. It seems that this place is a scenic spot, but it is night at this moment, and there are no tourists on the river bank.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lian Ge looked at the approaching waterfall in front of him,

"Hurry up."

Without turning his head, Lian Ge said something in a low voice.

As the voice fell, the little white mouse on the shoulder grabbed Lian Ge's clothes even more tightly with its paws.

Soon, driven by the turbulent water of the Yellow River, the driftwood under his feet and Lian Ge standing on the driftwood approached the waterfall.

"Rumble..."

In an instant, the tumbling river water engulfed the driftwood and Liange on the driftwood and washed down from the waterfall.

Driven by mana, Lian Ge stepped firmly on the driftwood, staring directly at the bottom of the first waterfall approaching in front of his eyes, letting the rolling river water around him tumbling, turbulent, and splashing.

"Boom! Boom..."

Finally, with the water vapor around him, the driftwood fell heavily to the bottom of the first waterfall, and Lian Ge, who was firmly on top of the driftwood, also crossed the first waterfall with the driftwood.

Afterwards, the more turbulent river water pushed the driftwood and the Liange on it, rushing towards the second waterfall which is very close at hand.

Also stepping firmly on the driftwood, feeling the slaps around the body, falling down and washing the river water, one person and one mouse crossed the second waterfall and rushed towards the last waterfall.

At the last waterfall, the rolling river water seems to be roaring, and there is a deafening sound of river water beating from the bottom of the waterfall.

After crossing the two waterfalls, the last waterfall showed no signs of slowing down, but became more turbulent, and the mighty Yellow River kept falling at the bottom of the waterfall as if it was pouring thousands of miles away.

Standing on the driftwood, Lian Ge stared at the last waterfall that was approaching quickly in front of him. The little white mouse squatting on Lian Ge's shoulder was also staring at the picture in front of him, holding tightly to the clothes on Lian Ge's shoulder.

Finally, the driftwood was washed to the top of the waterfall, and began to slope rapidly towards the bottom of the waterfall.

At this moment, Lian Ge, who was ready, used the mana in his body to ascend and leap towards the bottom of the waterfall.

At the same time, the driftwood that was stepped down fell towards the bottom of the waterfall at a faster speed under the action of the waterfall.

"Boom! Boom..."

The driftwood fell heavily to the bottom of the waterfall, splashing a burst of water,

The driftwood sank first, then suddenly rose, and floated on the river again.

And at this moment, Lian Ge, who jumped directly from the top of the waterfall, landed firmly on the floating driftwood.

The impacted driftwood couldn't help sinking again, but soon regained its stability, and continued to rush down the Yellow River with the turbulent river water around it.

Then, under the darkness,

On the driftwood, one person and one mouse continued to flow down the rolling Yellow River.

The sound of the turbulent waves under the waterfall gradually faded away, and the river water in front of me gradually calmed down.

"Bang... bang, bang..."

Beyond the river, in the night sky in the distance, a burst of fireworks bloomed, and it seemed to be a certain village.

Looking at the starry night sky, the rolling Yellow River nearby under the night sky, the fireworks in the distance, Lian Ge, who was stepping on the driftwood, couldn't help smiling,

Feeling the tranquility in the night, Lian Ge paused slightly.

The little white mouse on the shoulder also turned its head, looked around, and erected its forelimbs again.

"Squeak, squeak..."

……

Withdrawing his gaze, Lian Ge drove his mana and waved his hand towards the wet driftwood, which became much drier again.

Just as he was about to sit down again with his legs crossed, some figures came into view on the front side, on the surface of the Yellow River.

Pausing his eyes, Lian Ge looked at the surface of the Yellow River that had calmed down again.

On the surface of the river, under the darkness of night, those figures are in the water of the Yellow River, either slowly following the water of the Yellow River, or turning their backs upwards, lying on the water surface, or standing, only showing their body parts;

Either struggling feebly, waving the hands out of the water, or wanting to grab something, or wanting to float up from the river surface and break free from the shackles of the river, but it's just ups and downs in the river, repeating itself.

Chapter 198 Hundred Ghosts Pushing Driftwood

Under the starry night, the fireworks in the distance have gradually subsided, and the Yellow River is still flowing nearby.

Standing on the driftwood, like stepping on a flat boat, Lian Ge followed the flowing river, watching the figures gradually approaching, either numb or struggling.

"Crash..."

The gentle river diverges from both sides of the driftwood, and Lian Ge, who is stepping on the driftwood, passes by the floating or sinking figures,

First, there was a middle-aged man with a pale face and a swollen face. His whole body was soaked in the river water, only his head was exposed to the yellow water surface, and his mouth and nose were still stained with yellow sand from the bottom of the Yellow River. His eyes were dazed. Moving forward with the flowing river,

Immediately afterwards, as the driftwood continued to move forward, the figure of a little boy appeared beside Lian Ge. He was wearing cartoon-style clothes, but he had already been soaked by the rolling Yellow River water, and his body was covered with sand.

At this moment, there was some pain on his immature face, and he was waving his hand out of the water, struggling, but no matter how much the little boy struggled, he was slowly sinking to the bottom of the Yellow River. The slightest splash of water has never been set off.

Gradually, the little boy stopped struggling and sank to the bottom of the Yellow River, but then suddenly floated up from the bottom of the river, repeating the previous painful struggle process again and again.

Looking at the struggling little boy, Lian Ge paused slightly,

And at this moment, a figure lying flat on the water slowly passed Lian Ge's side from the upper reaches. It was a middle-aged woman, wearing a flowered skirt, with only one shoe left on her foot, and her whole body was covered with scars. Rotten and swollen, it goes down the river,

"...Help, help..."

Looking at the reputation, it is a young woman gushing out of the water, holding her swollen belly with one hand, and struggling to stick her head out of the water with the other hand. Her hair is stained with sand and her face is covered with Feeling fear and pain, he just called out twice before sinking into the rolling river again, just like the little boy, struggling again and again.

Withdrawing his gaze from the young pregnant woman, Lian Ge turned his gaze, looking slightly along the wide and long river,

Men, women, children, young people, old people, pregnant women...the figures that are still complete or incomplete are struggling and sinking in this river.

But no matter whether these figures resist or not, they just follow the river and keep going downwards.

Borrowing the bright moonlight, Lian Ge quietly watched and watched.

After a slight pause, Lian Ge sat down cross-legged on the driftwood again.

Looking at this dazed, numb, painful, or fearful figure,

Watching a figure dragging another figure to get out of the water, but under the eyes of fear, it gradually sank.

Looking at a figure that has been staring in a certain direction, eyes stained with sand are full of reluctance...

Looking at these figures, Lian Ge withdrew his gaze,

Stretching out his hand, using his mana, he made a trick.

"...Yuanshi Dongxuan, this chapter of Lingbao. The top-grade wonderful head, ten times to save people. The hidden rhyme of a hundred demons, the separation and reunion are natural. The red text in the hole, the supreme truth. The ancestor of the Yuan Dynasty, transformed into the heavens..."

The sound of chanting is mixed with mana and resounds on the river,

In an instant, the driftwood slowly flowing down the river stopped on the river.

The struggling or numb figures on the river also stripped off the influence of the river at this moment, stopped the painful and repeated movements,

The river diverged from both sides of the driftwood and passed through the figures.

A series of painful or numb figures slowly turned around, turned their heads, stood in the water, surrounded the driftwood on the river, stared blankly at Lian Ge,

"The nine phoenixes whistling in the front sing together, and the eight phoenixes sing in unison at the back. The lion and the white crane sing and sing Yongyong. The five elders start the way..."

The sound of chanting echoed on the river.

The expressions of pain and struggle on the faces of the figures gradually calmed down, and their faces gradually returned to calm. They raised their heads slightly, looked at Lian Ge,

"... Luofeng, the northern capital, with three officials and nine bureaus, and the source of twelve rivers. The ancestral test is solved, the relatives of hundreds of millions of kalpas, the crime book is eliminated, and the root of evil is eradicated."

The magnificent chanting sound is like the sound of morning bells and evening drums, flowing slowly like a gurgling spring.

Staring at the figures in front of him, Lian Ge used his mana and kept chanting,

at last,

Surrounding Lian Ge's silhouettes, their dull and dull eyes gradually became brighter, their faces either showed a smile like bathing in the warm sun, or muddy tears welled up from their eyes mixed with mud and sand.

Watching the scene changes, Lian Ge gradually stopped chanting.

The chanting sound stopped, and the river surface returned to calm. The figures seemed to be still immersed in the previous chanting sound, no one made a sound, and no one moved.

It's just that these figures no longer kept rushing down the rolling river as before.

"...Thank you, big brother."

Beside Lian Ge, the struggling little boy jumped up and down happily in the river, and said crisply,

The sound fell, breaking the silence on the river, Lian Ge turned around, glanced at the happy little boy with the mud and sand on his face, and smiled slightly,

And the rest of the figures in the water also reacted one after another,

"...Thank you, Master."

The previously dull middle-aged man broke free from the river, knelt down on the surface of the water towards Lian Ge, and said excitedly, with tears welling up in his eyes as he spoke.

"Thank you Master, thank you Daoist... If it weren't for you, we would still be sinking in the Yellow River, thank you Master..."