The most taboo thing for the corpse collector is to fish for the female corpse, and salvaging Huixiang made me almost finish the calf, and now when I fished Wang Fang, I bumped into the most taboo existence of the corpse collector and died.

But Wang Fang, she obviously committed suicide by throwing herself into the river, and it is understandable that she will become a corpse after death, how can she become dead?

The dead are all those who were brutally killed, could it be that Wang Fang did not commit suicide, but was killed by someone and sunk in the Yellow River?

If Wang Fang was just a corpse, I could gamble on avenging the ghost, but now that she has become dead, this matter will be in big trouble.

Because the old white ghost once said a word to me, he died and went ashore to die.

Wang Fang's bones must not be fished.

At that moment, I returned to Xiaowangzhuang with an extremely heavy heart, and I wanted to talk to the goddess about it.

After hearing me say that Wang Fang had become dead, the goddess had a shocked look on her face. "Child, I can tell you for sure that Wang Fang did commit suicide by throwing herself into the river. I saw her when she was resurrected in the first seven, and there was no resentment about the ghosts. She became bad because of the child in her womb, and she saw that child as more important than her own life.

The goddess said.

"Then why did she become dead?" I asked.

"I can roughly guess but I can't say, I can only tell you that this has something to do with what happened in the Nine Dragons Cave. But there is no cause and effect for me, and I will not touch the taboo in it. ”

Unexpectedly, the reason why Wang Fang became dead was also related to the Nine Dragon Caves.

I wanted to ask more, but the goddess waved me away. said that she couldn't solve my sister-in-law's matter, and persuaded me not to go into the water to find Wang Fang again.

The goddess didn't want to interfere anymore, so I had to call the white old ghost for help. After listening to what I said, the white old ghost directly asked me to find the proprietress of the paper shop.

Back at the embankment, I tied up the rotten boat and rode to the paper shop.

"Master ......"

"Get out."

As soon as Shi Niang shouted these two words, she was interrupted by her vicious eyes, and it seemed that her resentment against the white old ghost was not ordinarily deep.

"Okay, boss, I have something to ask you for." I asked, changing my name.

"What the hell?"

"it."

"What, you're hitting a ghost again? I didn't tell you last time, I want you to live at home to hide the debt of the king of Hades, and don't mix it blindly if you have nothing to do. ”

"Alas, you and I are willing to find trouble, I am sitting at home, and disaster comes from heaven."

At that moment, I started with my sister-in-law's encounter with the evil spirit, and ended with going into the water to fish for the corpse and ending with death, during which I also relayed all the conversations between me and the goddess to her. When I said that Wang Fang had become dead, my master was not as surprised as the goddess, but kept sneering. After listening to this, he said: "Die and go ashore to die, wait and see, many people will die, and I have to rush to work and do work."

Finish. ”

"Auntie said that death is related to the Nine Dragon Grottoes, is this true?" I asked.

"Are you curious about how Wang Fang became dead?"

"Hmm." I nodded.

"The reason why she was able to become dead was because she drank a sip of yellow spring water."

"There is only Yellow River water in the Yellow River, where does the Yellow Spring Water come from?" I asked, surprised.

"It's not the bane planted by that Taoist priest at the beginning!"

Next, my sister told me the reason why Wang Fang was able to become dead, and this matter still starts with the fierce battle in the Nine Dragons Cave.

In that fierce battle, not only all the eight kings of the Yellow River were killed, but all the sixty-four generals in the Yellow River were also killed.

A vicious fight only kills the sky and the earth, and the sun and the moon are dark. Fortunately, the flood was raging at that time, and there were no living people living here, otherwise the whole of China would have trembled.

The Taoist priest holds his own means to reach the sky, but the nine evil dragons are not easy to get along.

After fighting for a long time, the Taoist priest was worried that things would not end, so he came up with an extremely damaging method.

At the cost of sacrificing countless living beings in the Yellow River, he broke the Yin and Yang barrier and stole a yellow spring from the underworld.

Huang Quanshui's death intent was monstrous, and he suppressed the nine evil dragons at once, and he had no power to fight back. Not only were all the heads of the nine evil dragons cut off, but in the end, all the people who participated in the battle, except for the Taoist priests, were soaked in the death intent of the yellow spring water, and all of them died.

I was shocked to hear this, the old white ghost had never told me about these things, and he didn't say a word about the yellow spring water. At first, I thought that the king of the Yellow River was killed by Jiulong, but I didn't know that Shi was the culprit.

"Stealing the Yellow Spring is not a trivial matter, and so many people have died. The Taoist priest was afraid of being tracked down by Yin Si, so he used the technique of moving mountains to move half of Funiu Mountain, which perfectly erased all traces. My sister said.

"This Taoist priest's methods are too ruthless." I couldn't help but sigh.

"Nonsense, after the war of the self-proclaimed gods, the Taoist priest is the first ruthless person in the Daoist Sect in the era of the end of the law."

Hearing this, I can understand the origin of the yellow spring water.

My teacher said that the yellow spring water is undoubtedly arsenic and highly poisonous to the living, and it will kill if you touch it, but it is undoubtedly a life for the dead.

It's just that she didn't expect that now that a hundred years have passed, there are still yellow spring water in the river.

"So what now?" I asked.

"Wang Fang has become dead, so naturally you can't touch her anymore. As for the infant spirit on your sister-in-law's body, didn't you say that she talked to you at the bottom of the river, I guess she must have told you the solution in the face of the Yellow River Niangniang. ”

"But I didn't hear anything."

"This is easy to do, you take me down again, I will ask her in person, I also happen to want to know where she got a mouthful of yellow spring water." Shi Niang said.

It will be dusk again, and my sister-in-law's affairs cannot be delayed any longer, and who knows how the infant spirit will torture her at night.

At that moment, I asked my wife to go to the embankment with me, and now I will take the rotten boat to Baishakou.

Shi Niang is a cheerful person, took a long strip of something and tied it to her back, closed the door of the store and rode with me.

……

Sitting on the rotten boat, the master felt the edge of the boat, and her face showed a little sadness.

I knew that she must have remembered the old white ghost, and although she was curious about their story, she didn't dare to ask more.

When I arrived at the Beiyin Mountain Cliff, I was a little worried about how the master would get into the water.

The water here is deep and very cold. I'm a masculine guy who can't stand it, how can she go down as a woman.

Untapped with the things on my back, my sister smiled mysteriously at me, and asked, "Are you curious about how I'm going to get into the water?" ”

"Hmm."

"Then you see, it's much easier for me to get into the water than you do."

After speaking, Shi Niang untied the cloth strips tied on it, and after untying all the layers of it, a sword with cold light flashed was revealed.

The sword is more than two feet long, and countless mysterious runes are carved on both sides of the sword, shining with water.

When I saw this sword, I thought of Shi Niang's words again, so I asked her, couldn't this be the Wang family's water-dividing sword, right?

"Hehe, that's right, this is the water-splitting sword that Wang Yifeng lost in the waters of the Nine Dragons Cave back then."

“……”

I was speechless, no wonder the old white ghost was so confident that he dared to take the Buddha to find the water-dividing sword, it turned out that the water-dividing sword had already been fished out by him, this old fox was really not ordinary cunning.

"Don't be greedy, sooner or later this sword and this rotten ship will be yours. Compared to the water-splitting sword, the white ghost's boat is the real treasure. Shi Niang said with a chuckle.

"Where does this ship come from?" I asked. In the past, I only knew that this rotten ship was handed down by the white old ghost ancestor, and I didn't even know what wood it was made of.

"Nonsense, there are countless souls under the Nine Dragon Caves, and they are angry, ordinary ships sink when they enter, and only the lightning strike wood of the Zhigang Zhiyang can withstand it."

I listened to it, but I didn't expect this inconspicuous rotten ship to be made of lightning strike wood.

The so-called lightning strike wood is the black wood left after the mountain and yang side is struck by the sky, burning but not destroying, burning but not scorching, and because of the absorption of pure thunder power, the yang energy is strong, and it is just to the yang.

Ordinary Taoist priests use lightning strike wood to make a block of orders called magic weapons, who would have thought that the rotten ship of the white old ghost is made of lightning strike wood.

Now I'm even more curious about the old white ghost, he is not just a corpse digger.

Shi Niang stood at the bow of the boat, staring at the water for a long time, then pinched the sword trick, recited a few incantations, and jumped into the water with the sword.

The Water Dividing Sword is indeed a strange treasure, as soon as the tip of the sword touches the water, the water momentum immediately spreads around.

As the sword body continued to probe downward, the river water quickly formed a whirlpool with a diameter of about three feet around the sword body.

As my sister continued to fall, her person was always in the centrifugal space of the whirlpool, and her whole body was not dripping, as if she had put on a waterproof cover. I watched the miraculous scene with wide eyes until the river closed above, and I sighed again and again. No wonder the Buddha fought to recover the water splitting sword even when he was injured, this kind of strange treasure is by no means something that can be replaced by high technology.