Watch Out! Danger Ahead

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‘Wow! ’

The surging river water was pushed away, and the hull moved swiftly against the wind surrounded by black air.

The thick fog rolled in front, and there seemed to be looming ghosts in the fog.

The black ship moved faster and faster, and some of the water flowing into the ship, as well as the broken bones, rolled and made noises at extremely fast speeds.

At the end, the hull stood up from the side, as if there was a pair of invisible hands in front, pulling the ship forward, fast as if it was about to take off.

'call--'

Amid the sound of the howling wind, the black ship soared into the air with a ‘swish’, and got into the dense fog under the screams of everyone.

There were endless sneers from all around, as if there were thousands of evil spirits surrounding the people on the boat.

"what……"

Amid the screams, the hull ‘plopped’ into the water, rippling endlessly.

The gust of wind has disappeared, but there is still a needle-like pain on his face.

After rushing into the black mist, the darkness had disappeared, and the sky turned bright.

Everyone has stayed in the dark for a long time, and they feel very uncomfortable when they are cold or in contact with the light, and their eyes are very sore.

"hiss……"

Someone covered their face, folded their hands around their chest, closed their eyes, and screamed with lingering fears.

The old man driving the car was still in shock, and soon heard Wu Baoshan shout:

"Master, look!"

His tone was excited, he straightened his back now, pointing in a direction, and his words were uncertain.

Hearing what he was saying, everyone was startled and frightened, forbearing the discomfort of their eyes, struggling to open a gap in their eyes, and looking in the direction of Wu Baoshan's fingers.

"Shen Zhuang!"

A woman on the boat yelled.

Aunt Wu was even more anxious when she heard this woman's words, and she closed her eyes twice.

Amidst her teary eyes, she vaguely saw the shadow of a familiar wharf appearing on the river bank not far away.

"It really is Shen Zhuang..."

She pulled her sleeves to wipe her tears, and exclaimed.

No one thought that this ship had drifted on the river for many days, and it had already entered the river area of ​​Shenzhuang after passing through the dense fog.

The Shenzhuang at this time was different from the Shenzhuang that Song Qingxiao had seen a hundred years ago. The moat had been filled and built into a tall and wide wharf.

The most eye-catching thing is that the rows of tall and thick mulberry trees that are built outside the city wall are extremely dense, forming a unique scenery in Shenzhuang.

Under the pier, ships of all sizes are moored.

Surprisingly, there are people on these ships and at the docks!

Song Qingxiao let go of his spiritual consciousness, and found that although these human auras have become extremely weak due to the influence of Yin Qi, they are all living people.

"Well, what's going on?"

The old Taoist priests and others also opened their eyes one after another, and they all exclaimed when they saw the scene in the distance.

The road to Shenzhuang was not peaceful. Everyone went through hardships and encountered monsters and zombies, and finally saved their lives.

Originally thought that after entering Shenzhuang, it must be gloomy and ghostly.

Even Aunt Wu, who had been back to Shenzhuang before, met her mother who had already died, and then provoked ghosts and nearly died.

She thought that Shen Zhuang was so dangerous, and the people in the village might have been so bad.

Even when he came back this time, he was most likely planning to go to the funeral for his brothers and sisters and others, but he didn't expect that after coming in, he saw that there were still living people in Shenzhuang!

Although the pier is not as lively as it used to be, the people coming and going are not deserted.

"This is a person," Aunt Wu remembered the incident of "Ghost Encounter" when she returned to her family's home. She couldn't help holding the child in her arms tightly, swallowing saliva, and asked in a low voice:

"Still a ghost?"

When she asked, although she didn't name her by name, her eyes still floated towards Song Qingxiao, apparently waiting for Song Qingxiao's response.

The people on the boat were also very scared after hearing her words, but they did not dare to speak out.

Even Song Changqing couldn't help but turned his head and glanced at Song Qingxiao, waiting for her response.

"Someone has a ghost."

Song Qing replied.

There are living people and dead people at the pier. The combination of ghost spirit and weak popularity creates a weird scene where people and ghosts live in harmony. It is really weird.

As soon as she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and waved.

The seven stars that surrounded the cabin flew back, coiled around her side, and after two turns, slowly turned into light spots, rushing into her body in a hurry.

"what!"

When other people surrounded by stars saw her behavior, they couldn't help screaming in horror.

For the past few days, everyone has been protected by the stars and retreated under the siege of the evil corpses. For many days, they have felt extremely relieved.

At this time Song Qing Xiao Leng might as well collect the star, everyone felt not at peace without the star's shining light.

"Miss Song——"

Someone was so anxious that they scratched their heads and called out Song Qing, wanting to beg her to release the star again, but under her aura, she didn't dare to say this, but her face showed an expression of unwillingness.

Song Qingxiao ignored the thoughts of these people, and slapped his palm against the surface of the water.

‘Wow! ’

The spiritual force fell on the surface of the river, and the water was pushed out by layers of ripples. Under the force of this force, the hull drove fast in the direction of Shenzhuang like an arrow leaving the string.

"Hey, isn't this the way to Shenzhuang?"

A young man in the crowd couldn't help exclaiming when he saw the boat moving forward:

"Quickly rewind back—"

"How can I do that?" The old Taoist coughed slightly, then glanced at him:

"We finally entered Shenzhuang, how can there be any reason to give up halfway?"

"But, there are ghosts in Shenzhuang..." The young man cried and said, "Miss Song just didn't mention it, there are ghosts here, and they have turned into ghost towns. Why should we go in here to die? "

"If you don't enter Shenzhuang, where can you go back?" The old Taoist glanced at the young man and frowned:

"The back road is broken, and the ghosts in the city have not given us a chance to retreat at all."

What's more, there are still living people in the city. With the character of an old Taoist priest, after knowing that the people of Shenzhuang are not dead, how can they be willing to die?

Except for people who live in Shenzhuang and there are close relatives in the city, those who are looking for relatives or visiting friends are reluctant to go in.

The veteran Taoist had always insisted on entering Shenzhuang, and he naturally opposed it at this time.

But in the hearts of some people, Song Qingxiao and old Taoist priests are extraordinary people.

Since Song Qingxiao dared to go to the Red Mist alone and entered the scene a hundred years ago, and solved the undead team left by Li Guochao, it was not difficult for her to take everyone out of Shenzhuang at this time.

"I have relatives in my family, so please ask the Taoist leader to take us out of here." When the young man spoke, he looked at Song Qingxiao from the corner of his eye and made it clear that he was borrowing the words from the old Taoist priest and told her. .

Halfway through, everyone had already begged once, but was rejected by the old Taoist priest.

After many days of getting along, everyone has almost understood the temperament of the old Taoist priest. He has a cold face and a soft heart, and he has justice in his heart. If he knows the affection and moves it with reason, it is very likely that he will change his mind.

With him interceding, Song Qingxiao would be willing to **** everyone for the sake of mentor and apprentice.

"Naughty!"

The old Taoist priest, who was just talkative in the hearts of everyone, rejected the young man once again without hesitation. He shouted:

"Even if I promised to send you back, you would have been contaminated with cause and effect when you got on the bullock cart and set foot on the way to Shenzhuang."

He looked serious:

"Even if you can go back safely, the cause and effect will not be eliminated. It will not only be difficult to protect yourself, but it may also harm your family. Don't do stupid things."

"But--" When everyone saw his refusal, they were a little dissatisfied and wanted to be obsessed.

But before I finished speaking, I listened to Song Qing's trail:

"Shut up!" She yelled, "Those who do not enter Shenzhuang can choose to disembark immediately!"

She has a tough attitude, giving everyone no room for relaxation.

Others dared to argue with the old Taoist priest, but did not dare to talk back to her. Hearing her words, they immediately stunned.

The boat quickly approached the pier, and many people were already at work on the boats docked on the river.

"A distinguished guest is here!"

Seeing the arrival of the black ship, a man in a short coat shouted aloud on a moored ferry in the distance.

Hearing his voice, several pale, stiff men came forward with heavy steps and stopped on the side of the ferry.

‘Boom—’

The black ship approached the waterfront and hit the ferry's hull hard.

Both hulls trembled heavily, splashing a large amount of river water ‘was’.

Those pale men took the ropes from the boat with familiar movements, threw them onto the black boat, and fixed the hull.

Song Qingxiao took the lead to jump into the ferry from above the black ship, and his eyes fell on the row of covered white cloths at the corner of the ferry.

The white cloth was about ten meters long and two meters wide, and the outline of the body was faintly exposed by the covering underneath.

A muddy smell mixed with rotten corpses loomed out of the white cloth, and thick black sap dripped from below, like melted asphalt.

Under her gaze, one of the corners of the white cloth shook twice, and one corner was lifted, revealing a sole that had mostly rotted.

Most of the meat on the soles of the feet has fallen off, leaving only the joints with carrion, which looks a little crippled.

Perhaps he noticed Song Qing's small gaze, and he scratched the toe bone twice, as if he was a little scared.

"Guest—"

The man who had previously shouted seemed to be aware of Song Qingxiao's gaze, and moved forward with great eyesight.

When he passed the row of white cloth, he stretched out his leg and kicked the bones that had opened the white cloth, and made two reprimands of ‘drinking’ in his mouth, but he smiled unabated:

"This is the first time you have come to Shenzhuang, right? Looks a little unfamiliar."

Maybe he often dealt with ghosts, so that he has exercised his ability to observe appearance.

He seemed to be aware of the strong pressure on Song Qingxiao's body, and he took a little respect and caution when speaking, his back buckled, his hands folded in front of his belly, and he looked very obedient.

The carrion corpse that was kicked by him seemed a little scared, his toes hooked, and the white cloth kicked off by it was ‘grabbed’ back, and its half-corrupted soles were covered again tightly.

After the boat stopped, the old Taoist priest stepped into the ferry with the support of Song Changqing, and naturally saw the white cloth on the boat.

Song Daochang did not see the previous scene of the corpses under the white cloth moving before, but he could see the traces of the corpses covered by the cloth, plus the air of carrion lingering around, he naturally understood what was placed here. :

"What are you doing?"

He was wearing a gray and white pan-button short coat, and his head was grayed out.

Even if he is injured, his complexion is not very good-looking, but a Taoist person has a spirit that is different from ordinary people.

Coupled with his dealings with ghosts all the year round, he naturally has a certain deterrent to demons and evil spirits.

A few men pulling the boat were very afraid of him. When tying the rope, they deliberately avoided the side of the old Taoist priest and made a big circle before getting on the black boat.

"The old gentleman is a foreigner, right?"

Although the old Taoist priest showed a strong deterrent to the demons, compared to Song Qingxiao, the man who received seemed to be more willing to get close to the old Taoist:

"This is our unique industry in Shenzhuang-corpse fishing."

"Looking for a corpse?"

The other people who disembarked tremblingly responded, and the man nodded with a smile on his face:

"Yes. In the Yongqing River and Luo River, for us, there is untold wealth."

He glanced at Aunt Wu, then squinted his eyes:

"This should be from Shenzhuang, I can smell it, but it's been a long time since I left home?"

Aunt Wu hugged her grandson, feeling a little at a loss. She didn't know if she should nod or shake her head.

Calculated by time, it has been less than half a month since she went to Shenzhuang last time, but listening to the meaning of this man's words, coupled with this so-called'unique' industry ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, all make her It was so unfamiliar, as if he hadn't returned to Shenzhuang for many years.

"There are a lot of corpses in the river, and most of them are the troops that Li Guochao died here."

The man explained with a smile:

"It's a pity that these corpses sank in the river. We thought of picking them up, washing them, and sending them to the corpse house in the city, where they can be refined by a dedicated person and can be turned into special labor for us to call."

When he said this, he seemed a little proud:

"The corpse refined in this way is very powerful, and it is not afraid of pain or fatigue, and has undertaken a lot of heavy work. It is really good."

After speaking, he reached out his hand and pointed at the ‘three people’ who were still tying the ropes, and then made his mouth feel:

"Look, you can work hard!"

Some of the people who disembarked were worried after entering Shenzhuang, and some were a little dizzy after the hull hit the ferry.

After seeing the three ‘people’ who acted stiffly, I didn’t take it for granted at first. Seeing that their faces were stiff, I thought they were inherently bad at words.

Upon hearing this man's words, it seemed that these people were all refined from dead corpses, and they were so scared that they almost cried out.

As everyone screamed, they wanted to get closer to Song Qingxiao, but the more anxious they were, the two legs were twisted like cotton, and the more they couldn't exert their energy.

The talking man still smiled submissively, as if he didn't know why these people were afraid, and said enthusiastically:

"You can hire a few corpses when you enter Shenzhuang. They have thick skins and are very easy to use. They can do a lot for you without money or food."

When Aunt Wu and others heard this, they were so frightened that they dared to respond.

After the man said this, he spread his hand:

"By the way, several of you crossed the river and berthed, pulling the boat and docking fees, a total of five articles."