Chapter 265 The Old man in the river

[Fourth update, and the fifth update, haha]

The situation at the beginning of the third layer is the same as that of the first two layers. It is also a long and dark passage, with no light and the same degree of calmness, but there is no light at the end of this time.

Although the space is no longer dark, it is also dark. A river flows through the middle, and strangely, there is no wave.

The river is calm and static, but it clearly gives people a feeling that he is flowing rapidly.

Ryan's eyebrows moved and looked around. He saw a stone tablet with three big words Sansheng Stone. The vicissitudes of stone reveal the ruthlessness of the years. This stone turned out to be Sansheng Stone. What about this river? Ryan didn't dare to imagine.

quickly picked up a stone and threw it over the river. The stone crossed an arc and fell straight down just as it reached over the river. As soon as the stone touched the river, it immediately turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared.

"It's really this river!" Ryan was secretly shocked that he could not cross such a river, but this third trial should be to cross the hell river.

Just as Ryan hesitated, a ship shadow came from a distance and was extremely fast. Almost as soon as he saw the ship leaning on the shore.

"Little minister, do you want to cross the river?" The old man shouted at Ryan with a smile.

Ryan hesitated and finally nodded.

"Come up. I'm going to the other side of the river. I'll take you there!" The old man rowed his oars and came to Ryan.

Ryan really hesitated this time. This person is obviously not simple. It is an extremely strange thing that this ship alone can float in this hell river. Once Ryan boarded the ship, his life and death will be completely in the hands of this old man.

Ryan hesitated for a moment and finally decided to believe in the old man in front of him. He had an inexplicable feeling that the old man would not hurt him.

Nodding, Ryan boarded the ship and said to his uncle, "Thank you, uncle!"

"You're welcome! If my child is still alive, he is as old as you now. When I see you, I will think of my child!" The old man shook his oar and said, his face turned to the sky, as if to prevent tears from falling.

"What's wrong with your child?" Ryan frowned slightly and decided to find out. Maybe he could help the old man. After all, Ryan took his boat for nothing.

"Alas! My miserable child ran out to play when he was five years old and accidentally fell into the river, so I made a small boat and floated on the river every day, hoping that one day I could meet my child and take him home for dinner!" As the old man said, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, gently lifted his sleeves and wiped them, and continued to shake his oars.

"I hope you can find your child as soon as possible!" Ryan's heart was twitching. He fell into the river when he was five years old. Now fifteen years have passed. How could he still be alive? He originally wanted to tell his uncle the answer, but when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly couldn't say it. He didn't want this miserable old man to give up his only hope of living. Then I can only pray for a miracle to happen.

"Little prime minister, you are a good person. I have also carried other guests. They all said that my child is dead, but I don't believe it. I will definitely find my child!" The old man's wrinkled face was full of perseverance, and such an old man seemed to be the only motivation for him to live.

"Well, I hope you can do it as soon as possible!" Ryan smiled and said.

Suddenly, the ship stopped swimming and stopped in the middle of the river. The river under the boat kept flowing, but the boat did not move, as if it were nailed there.

"Little minister, you are a good person. Can you do me a favor?" The old man looked at Ryan with an expectant face. But he held a fishing rod in his hand, which I didn't know what it meant.

"Tell me, uncle!" Ryan felt a little strange in his heart. Why did the old man stop the boat? Although he has been on guard against his uncle, he can't figure out what he is thinking.

"Can you make my bait and help me find my son!" The fishing rod in the old man's hand moved. As if to clarify what it means.

Ryan's eyes suddenly cooled down and used him as bait. In order to catch his son, it was simply ridiculous. If Ryan hadn't really encountered this kind of thing, he would never have believed it.

"The little prime minister is angry. My son has been in the river for a long time. Naturally, he likes to eat human flesh and can smell people from afar, so I use you as bait, hoping to lead him out and take him home." The old man quickly explained.

Ryan kept thinking in his heart that if he didn't agree to the old man, could he send himself to the other side? If he pushed the old man down, if he was trapped in the middle of the river alone, he could not get out at all. Ryan didn't even understand the direction, and there was a still river around him.

If you threaten the old man, it seems that this unattracted old man is really a master, and Ryan believes that he is definitely not an opponent. In order to live to the other side, Ryan had to bet.

"Okay, uncle, I'll bait you, but you have to keep me safe and promise me to send me to the other side of the river!" Ryan calmly talked about the conditions. Since he has decided to make bait, he must maximize the benefits, otherwise he will suffer losses.

"Oi, I promise you!" The old man agreed happily. As soon as the fishing rod in his hand shook, Ryan was tied up and hung on the boat as a bait.

At this time, Ryan seemed to have been emptied, and his fighting spirit could not work. He was hung on the ship as if he had taken ecze medicine.

"Little minister, you are a good person. You are the first person willing to be my bait. I will repay you. Those who don't want to help me find children have all been eaten by my children!" The old man smoked dry smoke as if he were talking about a trivial matter, but it sounded like thunder in Ryan's ears.

In the past, everyone was fed to his son, "Do you mean that the people you have carried before have fed your son?" Ryan asked tremblingly.

"Well, they didn't want me to find my son and didn't want to help me, so I pushed him into the river. My son is often hungry. Of course I have to find him some food." The old man smiled and spoiled his son like most fathers in the world.

"You won't feed me to your son, will you?" Ryan said in a panic. He is really afraid of walking in the footsteps of those previous testers.