The sound of blue water and waves washes over the shores of the lake.

The cave waterway, thick white mist, gradually there are a few black shadows, through the twisted mist, gradually approaching and becoming clear from a distance.

When I got closer, I saw that these black shadows were those mysterious identities who had entered Longtou Lake.

Each crew has a prop uniform.

The sound of the waves became clearer and clearer, and these people walked to the water's edge, followed the place where the ferryman docked in their memory, and finally reached their destination, but the next moment, they were collectively stunned.

There were no boats on the water, only a few pieces of wood were left, constantly drifting with the tide on the water, undulating high and low.

There is also a green lantern full of holes floating on the water.

The ferrymen, the small wooden boats, all were gone, and only the debris on the surface of the water remained.

hat？

What the hell is going on?

At this moment, the brains of these people collectively fell into a short circuit, and they couldn't react for a while.

The same scene is playing out in other places.

One by one, the people who were about to exit Longtou Lake, looking at the fragments of the boat on the water, felt that their chest breathing suddenly suffocated, their eyes were glazed, and they couldn't react for a long time.

When Fang Zheng returned to the waterfront where the corpse salvage man docked, he saw that the corpse salvage man was still in the same position he had left before, sitting on the bow of the boat with his eyes closed, motionless.

A cold master who is full of force.

Just when everyone was coveting the blessed land and moths were fighting the fire, why the corpse diggers were not in a hurry to enter and explore together, Fang Zheng was not clear.

Maybe the corpse collector had the mentality of just in case, and he didn't have much hope in himself, so he didn't waste too much time and energy, Fang Zheng could only guess in his heart.

When Fang Zheng arrived, one of the ship's passengers had already arrived before him.

It was still the old rule, and after Fang Zheng boarded the ship, he found a corner in the furthest corner and sat down, and then several other passengers boarded the boat.

A trace of fragrant wind inhaled into the chest and lungs, refreshing people's hearts and spleens, it was the mysterious person who entered Longtou Lake together before, Fang Zheng glanced at each other quietly, and did not deliberately pay too much attention to each other.

Soon, the four passengers had gathered, and the corpse collector was about to prop up the boat after collecting the fare, when a roar of anger sounded in the cave waterway.

"Whoever stepped on the horse killed the ferryman, lying down!"

Ahem.

There are no waves on the surface, but in fact, there is some weakness in the heart.

But immediately afterward, there were many people's furious voices, which exploded in anger.

"Damn! Who stepped on a horse so immoral, and actually slaughtered all the ferrymen!"

"Holy, how can we get out of here!"

"What kind of hatred, what kind of grudge, this is to kill us all!"

This voice roared angrily, and the killing intent was full of sky, and for a while, everyone on the ship of the corpse fisher, including the corpse fisher, all looked in the direction where the sound came from. It can be clearly seen that the face of the corpse collector is stunned and surprised.

As you can imagine, the expressions of the others are almost the same.

A few seconds later, when everyone reacted, hissed, and collectively gasped, and actually killed all the ferrymen, madmen, madmen.

Then they looked at each other a few times, and they were a little glad, but fortunately this madman was not in the same boat with them, otherwise according to this man's cruel methods, wouldn't he have even slaughtered the corpses?

The slaughter of the corpse diggers has nothing to do with them.

The key is how do they get through the ghost lake and return to the other side?

For a moment, with pity, the three pairs looked at the corpse salvage man who was paddling with a penny in a boat.

No, it's four pairs, and one pair is a drama spirit.

Fang Zheng said innocent, what does it mean to slaughter them all?

Obviously, there is a human skin boatman at the other end, isn't it still for you?

But in fact, it was Fang Zheng who didn't have time to kill ghosts and goods, so that he was left with a skinman who ran the boat conscientiously, which was spared.

"Boatman, you didn't kill all those ferrymen, did you? In order to do your own business...... one of the four people on the boat said with a chill on his back.

The air was suddenly silent.

"It's not. The corpse collector vetoed.

Hearing this, exhaled, several people on the boat collectively breathed a sigh of relief, and the air at that moment was suddenly quiet, they were really afraid that the corpse diggers would come to kill people.

On this ghost lake, if the corpse diggers want to kill people and steal goods, it is estimated that they will be wiped out.

"In my opinion, this person must have a grudge against the Gao family, this time he is here to seek revenge, otherwise why would he only kill the Gao family's painted skin ghost. ”

"The revenge of the Gao family will come soon, with the ability of the Gao family, no matter who this person is, he will not be able to escape the pursuit of the Gao family, I just hope that in this whirlpool, it will not affect us pond fish. Another passenger on the boat said worriedly.

Of the four passengers on board, only Fang Zheng and the sister did not say a word.

"Painting the skin of the Gao family......" Fang Zheng silently wrote down these four words in his heart.

For these boatmen, they were raised like domestic animals, and they didn't seem to be surprised or surprised on Fang Zheng's face.

He was careful and careful in slaughtering the human skinners, and was not seen.

Even if the East Window incident happened, he also had two suspected backers in the system, Zhang Butcher and Mr. Fu, and there were people above me.

Fang Zheng felt that he was doing something very secretive, and he should not be discovered.

A boat, five people, each with their own hearts, leisurely passed through the ghost lake at night, and finally landed all the way to the shore without incident.

And at this time, dawn will come in another half an hour......

Fang Zheng returned to Longtouhu Village, climbed smoothly along the water pipe on the exterior wall to the room, and immediately began to count all the gains from this trip.

Eight pieces of Stygian coins.

Runes one, two, three... Income from a total of seven runes.

Fang Zheng immediately smiled happily, rubbing his hands with some excitement, sure enough, risks and opportunities coexist, to squat and collect corpses according to the usual, honestly take the dead salary, and only have such an income for three or four days in a row.

Rubbing his hands excitedly, Fang Zheng first used the human skin scripture to deduce the performance of "Fu Demon Vajra Seal (II)", and now he improved the two killing moves of the wood-burning knife method and the Vajra seal.

There were six runes left, and Fang Zheng deduced the "Six Layers of Yijin Washing Pulp Sutra" and "Three Layers of Jiuyang Divine Skill" respectively, consuming a total of three runes.

Then the "Da Ri Jin Bell Jar (II)" was deduced to the "Da Ri Jin Bell Jar (弎)", and the 24 layers of protective film became 36 layers.

In the end, there were still two runes left, all of which were used by Fang Zheng to strengthen the blood tonic medicine, with the help of cultivation.

As the deduction of the exercises is higher, the consumption of qi and blood brought about by cultivation is also increasing day by day, and a blood-replenishing medicine can only meet the needs of Fang Zheng for less than half a day.

And this waste of sleep and forgetting to eat and cultivation soon reached the third pole of the sun.

At this time, the local tyrant Dong came to Fang Zheng and said that there was a strange person in Longtouhu Village today, claiming to be a nine-fingered physiognomy master......