Fang Zheng looked at the vast mist behind him,

The figure of the old monk has disappeared,

A puzzle appeared in his heart, why did the old monk build a temple in the spiritual world of the deceased?

Is the Lingyin Temple really the famous Lingyin Temple in reality?

And what's going on with the white bones on the shore?

Does building the Lingyin Temple on a pile of white bones mean that it is suppressing or exterminating the demons?

At the same time, Fang Zheng was also curious in his heart, could the old monk also be a famous Yin person, or a monk who knew how to walk in Yin?

It turns out that people can also crash between people?

This really surprised Fang Zheng, and once again subverted his previous cognition.

At this moment, Fang Zheng really had too many questions in his heart, he looked at the back of Mr. Fu who had been focusing on the boat, and wanted to ask the questions in his heart, but when he thought of Mr. Fu's advice before he walked into the yin, no matter what he heard or saw along the way, he couldn't make a sound, he could only forcibly hold back his voice like a monkey.

Along the way, he felt itchy in his heart.

The boat is still on its way......

Whoa!

Wow!

It's the sound of paddling.

However, Fang Zheng was puzzled in his heart, how could this paddling sound like there was an echo, Mr. Fu paddled here, and a paddling echoed in the thick fog.

"No, it's not an echo, it's someone! someone is paddling in the river!"

"Could it be that those dark shadows under the water are coming out?"

If you listen carefully, the sound of the paddling is coming from the dense fog ahead, and because it is mixed with the sound of Mr. Fuku's paddling, it sounds like an echo when you are not paying attention.

This is actually a straight corpse walking in the river, its body floating in the water, only one head is exposed.

Fang Zheng was a little surprised.

He had always thought that the river could not be watered because there was something terrible under the river. But the scene in front of him made him a little unable to react for a while.

Whether it was the old monk who built a temple in the spiritual world of the deceased,

Or a straight corpse that can walk in the river in front of me,

They are subverting the three-view world of yin that Founder has built in the past again and again.

The reason why Fang Zheng could see at a glance that it was Gu Zhi's corpse walking in the river was because of the strong dead air, and he also figured it out, no wonder he would blatantly walk in this river.

"Could it be that this straight corpse is also a person who is walking in the yin?" Fang Zheng stared at the straight corpse thoughtfully, and seeing that Mr. Fu never made a move, he couldn't help but guess.

Just when Fang Zheng found the straight corpse, the straight corpse also found Fang Zheng, the body was submerged, and the straight corpse walking on the water, just glanced at Fang Zheng and turned his gaze, and finally stayed on Mr. Fu for a while.

By this time, the ship was approaching the corpse.

However, the straight corpse did not attack.

He was still walking in the river.

Suddenly, a lonely boat appeared in the sea of fog, and the lonely boat was empty, and there was no one. At this moment, with the sound of rushing water, the corpse hand raised his hand to grab the edge, and then boarded the lonely boat wet.

At this time, Fang Zheng noticed that under the straight corpse, there were two long iron chains, dragging a sarcophagus at the bottom of the river and bringing it to the boat.

So what's in the sarcophagus?

Could it really be salvaged from under the river?

Seems like a great look?

Could it be that this is the purpose of this yin walker, looking for a coffin?

Fang Zheng wanted to take a closer look, but at this moment, Mr. Fu, who had not stopped for a moment, had already pushed the boat away, and was surrounded by dense fog behind him again.

Fang Zheng turned his head again with some reluctance, at this time he was itching, and he really had too many questions in his heart, and he wanted to ask.

......

The boat walked for a while, and in the vast fog, Fang Zheng heard movement again.

This time, I saw an old man digging a well with a shovel on the shore.

The reason why it is said to be digging a well is because the hole is not wide, and it does not look like a pit is being dug.

And behind the man, seven or eight wells had been dug, and what was even more terrifying was that a corpse could be dug up from each well, because there was a corpse next to each well.

A well is equal to a corpse.

Seven or eight wells are equivalent to burying seven or eight corpses, it turns out that this person is digging up corpses, looking at the strange scene in front of him, Fang Zheng thought, is there a murder and burial of corpses?

This corpse digger is looking for a corpse?

I don't know how many corpses he is looking for, but I just hope that there will be fewer deaths......

The man was digging a well, but when he noticed Mr. Fu and Fang Zheng, he stopped his movements and quietly watched the boat leave.

Then after the dense fog that was not visible to the square, he continued to dig the well with his head down and dig up the corpses.

......

I don't know how long it has been,

Without the sun and moon as a reference for time, time has long lost its meaning as in reality.

At this time, the small ship sailed into a battlefield, a broken steel battleship, a stranded destroyer, a frigate broken in two... Without exception, all of them were rusty and rotten.

A large number of giant ships and cannons were stranded and sunk here.

They entered a battlefield.

Without Mr. Fu's explanation, Fang Zheng had already subconsciously held his breath, and the fact that they were able to enter this battlefield showed that this was also the spiritual world of the dead that still existed after death.

Fang Zheng looked at Mr. Fu, who was still rowing and moving forward.

Suddenly, Fang Zheng felt that there was water vapor and a violent strong wind behind him, and he immediately turned around, and saw that in the dense fog behind him, tall sailing ships with high masts and a strong historical atmosphere broke through the dense fog and sailed quickly from behind.

These ancient ships deliberately bypassed the Founder and them, rode the wind and waves, and sailed straight to the sea, and their speed was not at all comparable to that of Mr. Fu's small boat, and they quickly passed by, surpassing the sampan boat that was several sections shorter.

Fang Zheng looked up and saw dense figures standing on the ancient ship, these people looked solemn, each with the steel momentum and strict discipline of a soldier, standing in a neat line.

When Fang was looking up at the figure on the ship, the people on the side of the ship also noticed Fang Zheng.

But they were disciplined, like an army rushing to the battlefield to fight, no one made a sound, and more than a dozen ancient ships with masts sailed into the dense fog ahead.

In particular, there were several Taoist figures among them, each of whom was filled with terrifying energy.

Just when Fang Zheng's fluctuating mind had not calmed down, in the dense fog that could not be seen in front of him, there was a shouting of killing that shook the sky, and... The thunderbolt of the battleship's rows of artillery fire.

+1 Normal Soul Energy from the Battlefield.

+1，+1，+1......

Fang Zheng was first surprised, and then gasped slightly, where is this battlefield?

It was a war that broke out directly in the spiritual world of the dead!!

Demon Killer Guardian Road!

Clear the day!