An arrow is an arrow by tying a few iron nails to one end of a bamboo pole with a thin wire.

Take a slightly thicker bamboo and cut it, and tie a rope at both ends to make a bow.

Standing at the bow of the boat, the old man only had one eye, and there was bloodshot in his eyes that had accumulated all night, which was a touch of bewitching and fierce.

He had found the figure that had been haunting him for a day and a night, but the other party had become a floating corpse on the river as he expected.

Smooth, against the background of the morning sun and the river, the other party's complexion looks pale, so pale that it is not like ordinary people.

He was very sure of this, although he did not sail the boat to the other party's side to measure the pulse of the other party himself due to the problem of the river, but in the old man's years of experience, the story of throwing a comatose person into the river and still alive the next day only exists in the myth of a child.

He shouted a few times before shooting the arrow in his hand, and the non-responsiveness of the other party made him feel even more assured.

Loosen the string and shoot the arrow in your hand.

"Smack!"

The name 'arrow' was actually a crude harpoon shot by the old man who usually caught yellow eel water snakes in the field to subsidize his life, but it did not focus on the target that the old man was aiming at.

It landed next to the 'floating corpse'.

The old man usually catches the yellow eel water snake when he is a hundred shots, he has practiced a hand of archery in his perennial life, but he has never shown it in front of people.

However, for the first time, the arrow shot from his hand missed.

"How could it be ......?"

There was only one 'arrow', and the old man had never thought about what would happen after this arrow failed.

So he froze.

However, he didn't have to wait long, and now is not the moment when 'one arrow misses and you lose your life', as long as the young man's body is moved to the ship or destroyed, the means are completely unconcerned.

He tugged at the rope tied to the tail of the 'arrow', trying to pull it back again, but ......

"Boom!"

The bottom of the river seemed to be hiding a mine, and the old man's pull was like touching something, and on the surface of the river, the surrounding area of the 'floating corpse' suddenly exploded into a splash several meters high.

The sound is like thunder, and the water splashes in the face.

The old man felt only a flower in front of his eyes, and then there was a whirlwind of the world, and he fell into the cabin, and sat down.

"What's going on?!"

When the splash had subsided and the sound had passed, when the old man opened his eyes again, he found that there was one more person on the boat.

It was a young man wearing only a pair of boxers, and drops of water were dripping from his body, and the place where he landed on the boat was already wet.

"What does that mean?"

He was grabbing the 'arrow' shot by the old man, and his eyes were full of coldness when he looked at the old man.

The pressure from the gaze forced the old man to raise his perspective, and he could see the other person's face clearly.

"Shhhh......h

That's right, he knows the face.

That's right, the man in front of him is the guy he has been looking for all night, and he didn't aim at the wrong target when he shot his arrow.

But......

"Aren't you dead?"

The old man almost said this, but he was stared at by the young man's gaze, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

After a while, he said something like this.

"Guess?"

The corner of the young man's mouth twitched slightly, and he casually stuck the 'arrow' into the bow of the boat.

"Uncle, in which direction is the nearest town nearby?"

The young man did not ask about the previous 'enemy with an arrow', the old man on the boat was an out-and-out ordinary person, he believed that the old man should be just a special salvage worker, and as for the simple-looking 'arrow' was just a tool for the other party to make a living. As for himself, he was obviously regarded as a 'customer' by the other party.

To be honest, it was his fault for jumping into the river to take a bath on a whim early in the morning, and it was even more his fault for playing backstroke while washing, and then he ignored the old man's shouts or his fault, and he had no reason to blame the old man.

Of course—if he could read everything that came to the old man's mind at this time, he wouldn't think so.

"That'...... That...... Over there......"

The old man was still slumped in the cabin, as if his lower limbs had been completely lost, and he pointed in a direction with trembling fingers, and his eyes were full of fear as he looked at the young man.

Therefore, according to legend, there are water ghosts in rivers, lakes and seas and other water systems, and most of these water ghosts are incarnated by people who have unfortunately drowned in them over the years.

When people die, the lights are extinguished, but if there are still people in the world, most of them have unresolved feelings and unresolved hatreds.

Right now, is the young man in front of him here for revenge?

“……”

The old man only felt his tongue knotted, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

The older a person gets, the more he fears ghosts and gods.

"Over there, thank you. ”

The young man standing at the bow of the boat looked at the old man in the boat who was shaking like chaff, and knew that he was indeed frightened by the other party, and thought that he would get into trouble if he appeared in front of people, so he thanked the old man slightly, and then made an appointment to the sky with a dodge.

"Ghost ...... Hell ......"

After a long time, the old man in the boat regained his strength, and moved himself to the bow of the boat with a pair of legs, feet and hands, which were too weak.

His face turned pale, and he mustered up the courage to look around, but found that there was not even a figure on the river or the clear sky.

Trembling and straightening up, he felt the 'arrow' stuck in the bow of the boat, and only the traces of water left on the 'arrow' and the bow of the ship could prove that everything that had just happened was real and not the imagination of the old man.

There was wind on the river, and in the wind, the old man smelled a fishy stench that made people sick to their stomachs.

Where are the rivers and lakes where the water plants rot?

The wind blew the rivers and lakes and made waves, and the old man stood unsteadily while the boat was swaying, and fell straight into the river.

"Ahhh

On weekdays, the old man enters the water as if he is going home, swimming is like eating, but at this moment he is like a landlubber kicking his hands and feet, as if there is some terrifying existence in the water watching him, as long as he stops moving, he will be dragged into the bottom of the river where the sun does not shine.

He struggled, like a frog thrown into boiling water.

The rivers and lakes are green, and the hearts of the people in the world are changing.

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The skill of 'makeover' is really convenient, unlike Mo Ye's 'being wanted after just doing a little thing, he didn't even dare to go to the street', Lin Ming can be said to have no taboos.

Yesterday he blew up a building and claimed an unknown number of lives, but today he swaggered out into the streets and began his journey to forage for food.

That's right, foraging.

There may be a lot of convenience in staying in the Blood Clan, but there are also some 'minor troubles':

First, sunlight.

Although as a True Ancestor, this body will not be like a humanoid torch when it sees the sun like an ordinary vampire, but the sunlight will still reduce Lin Ming's physical attributes - basically a fold.

Second, blood.

People are iron and steel, just like people will be hungry if they don't eat, and they will be uncomfortable when they are hungry, as a blood clan, if they don't suck blood, even the true ancestor will feel troubled.

Although Lin Ming didn't know what kind of emotion 'trouble' was, he could feel it all from the limbs of this body.

The skin on the back of his hand was already slightly wrinkled, and his palms were even more dry, but his lips were even drier and some places were already cracking.

"It's time to eat. ”

The thirst for blood has filled every corner of this body, and if ordinary blood people have already lost their minds, they will start feasting on passers-by.

It's just that Lin Ming is not an ordinary blood clan, and even his way of existence has nothing to do with the blood clan, for him, the desire to eat is far less than squatting in his temporary stronghold to study Zhou Shisan's soul structure.

He was just amused by the desire that came out of this body, because he realized that although this body was already hungry and thirsty, not everyone who passed by would get it excited.

In other words, the 'excitement' that each passerby makes this body produce is different.

If the white-collar workers who are in a hurry on the street, have a gray face, and look like they have stayed up too late bring 10 to this body, then the 'excitement' given to it by Zhou Shisan, who is still 'unconscious' in the temporary stronghold, is 1000, which is also one of the reasons why Lin Ming ran out of the stronghold.

After all, if he stayed by Zhou Shisan's side any longer, maybe he would be unable to help but suck her dry.

Don't get me wrong, this is not Lin Ming's subjective will, this is just a normal reaction of the blood body.

Lin Ming turned three streets and finally found a good prey, compared to the white-collar workers at 10 o'clock, the beauty in front of him who was driving into the underground garage actually made Lin Ming experience about 100 points of 'excitement'.

The hunger in his body prompted Lin Ming to dispel the idea of 'continue shopping', and he followed the woman's car into the ground.