Wang Gan pulled up his trouser legs, put the electric light in his mouth, and jumped into the wooden boat that had accumulated rainwater.

On the wire tied to the side of the ship, hung a blackened gourd scoop.

Scooping a few scoops of water out, Cadre Wang looked back at Old Man Liu and said, "Old gentleman, slow down, the bow of the boat is slippery!" ”

As he spoke, he took a lamp and shone it at the feet of Old Man Liu and the others.

"You're a thoughtful person!"

When the three of them got on the boat, Cadre Wang rowed the boat towards the fire that was still burning in the middle of the water.

The surface of the river was very cold, but the back of the Wang cadre was soaked, and he could even feel the indescribable cool breeze blowing on his body.

Don't bully the mountains and the water, and the water becomes a water ghost.

People who rely on water for food will always have a heartfelt reverence for water.

The burnt smell of yellow paper seems to be able to penetrate into people's lungs, and it has never smelled bad.

It's not far from the paper boat, so it doesn't take much effort.

"Niang Xipi, why can't you walk!"

Cadre Wang wiped the sweat on his forehead, and when he was scolding, a palm fell on his shoulder unexpectedly, and the voice of Cadre Wang was crying.

"Don't be afraid, boss, why are you so daring?"

Old man Liu patted Cadre Wang's shoulder.

Cadre Wang was about to cry: "Old gentleman...... This boat can't move......"

The old man Du on the side gently pressed the hand of the Wang cadre holding the boat, pointed to the bottom of the boat meaninglessly, and said with a low chuckle: "It's strange to be able to walk, there is something underwater!" ”

Cadre Wang was stunned and blinked: "Dong...... Stuff? ”

As he spoke, he subconsciously took the yellow light of the flashlight to shine.

"Don't look!"

Old man Liu shouted loudly, but it was too late.

Huang Qiqi's flashlight hit the water on the side of the boat, and only a faintly visible black thing shone out, floating tightly against the boat.

Cadre Wang breathed a sigh of relief, as if to prove his courage, and said to the three old men Liu with a smile: "Old man, where did the driftwood come from in the dog's day happened to get stuck at the bottom of the boat, no wonder it was so hard......"

As he spoke, Wang squatted down, put the flashlight in his armpit, and reached out to pick up the so-called driftwood.

Before the hand touched, the black "driftwood" suddenly rolled in the water and turned over, and the beam of the flashlight hit it.

At that moment, Cadre Wang's face suddenly solidified into an earthy color.

The heavy fear finally turned into a strange scream that changed its tone and was pulled out of Wang Cadre's throat, which was extremely poignant.

The yellow light of the flashlight was clearly a person with a big head and a white body bubble, with only two slits in his eyes, and his green eyes were full of life, staring directly at Cadre Wang.

In addition to screaming, Cadre Wang even forgot other actions, and forgot to withdraw the hand that had been stretched out.

A white, swollen arm that had been soaked in the water suddenly stretched out and grabbed Wang Gan's hand and sleeve.

Before anyone could react, Cadre Wang was dragged into the water, not even struggling, only the flashlight that also fell into the water still emitted a miserable yellow light, floating and sinking in the water like a mayfly, flickering a few times, then extinguished, or maybe sinking.

Over there, Old Man Liu, Old Man Du, and Old Monk had already changed color at the same time.

Song Cheng and Ye Qing on the shore were asking loudly what was going on.

Old man Liu didn't respond, and looked at the river surface that had calmed down again with a calm face: "Water ghosts are one of the few things that kill people, they are fierce and have great grievances!" ”

"Lao Liu, this section of the river will not give birth to these weirdness for no reason!"

"Bastard old turtle grandson, don't care about this, save people!"

Old man Liu raised his hand and slapped Old Man Du.

Old man Du was stunned, trembling with anger, muttering in his mouth and not knowing what to scold.

The old monk on the side tilted his head to the side, his chest heaved and heaved, and his mouth pressed his throat to let out a duck-like quack.

Old man Du slapped the old monk's bald head with his backhand: "The bald donkey that doesn't grow grass, what are you laughing at, save people!" ”

The old monk's laughter stopped abruptly: "......"

……

When human lives were at stake, the three of them did not continue to argue.

Old man Du touched a ball of things out of the bag on his body, it was a bundle of black rope, with an inexplicable smell, everyone who knew it could smell it, there was a smell of cinnabar, calamus, and ...... The smell of black dog blood.

Old man Du didn't look at it, and spread the bundle of rope into the river like a net, and when the rope entered the water, it was like a fire with a red cold light.

It is an octagonal and octagonal pattern, and the black and white fish in the center is clearly recognizable in the night.

All three gasped at the same time.

"The heavier the yin qi, the greater the reaction of this bundle of corpse ropes, Lao Liu, this place is a dead land......"

Old man Liu was silent and didn't reply, hey, bit his finger and drew a Taiji diagram in the palm of his hand.

At the same time, the black and white fish in the center of the bundle of black ropes in the river came to life and intertwined with each other.

The old monk on the side recited the Buddha's name with a single palm, twisted the Buddha beads with his thumb, and recited the sentence in his mouth: "Nan Wu Amitaba Night ......"

Then there is the Zen sound that reverberates in the sky.

The swirling wind on the river suddenly stopped, and then there was a whimpering ethereal cry that could not be found.

On the river surface in the dark night, there seemed to be a dense figure bowing to the old monk......

At the same time, the black rope that Old Man Du laid in the river suddenly moved, and with the uncalm of the river, the black rope slowly tightened as if it was tying something.

"Evil obstacles, if you don't let go, do you have to fight you with the old way?"

Old man Liu's tone was sharp, and he could see clearly that the soaked corpse was tightly wrapped around the unconscious Wang cadre in his arms.

In response to Old Man Liu, there was only a vague laughter, and the sound was like water in his throat.

Old man Liu's beard stood up, and he pinched out a triangular yellow paper with his fingers and hit it.

With a resentful roar, Cadre Wang immediately floated up and down along the current, and was pulled onto the boat by Old Man Liu.

After spitting a few mouthfuls of water, Cadre Wang's confused lips squirmed: "Ah...... Ah Chang ......"

In his voice, he still couldn't hide his fear.

The black rope is still tightly clinging to the figure in the water.

The water corpse seemed to want to break free, but the black rope was firmly clinging.

Old man Liu pinched an extremely strange handprint, and said coldly: "There is no room for harmful things, you give people life, God will give you life, since it is so harmful, the old way will remove you today!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a strong wind rose on the river.

Old man Liu and the three of them changed color again.

"The main master is coming out!"

The wind-blown boat almost capsized, and at the same time blew out a white mist.

The originally dark river seems to have changed its appearance, and the lights are red.

The white mist that shrouded in it continued to wrap around the side of the water corpse that was tied by the black rope, and then, the black rope rotted and broke off one by one.

The water corpse, like an escape, dived under the water and swam to a place.

In the direction where the water corpse swam away, an ancient black ship full of red lanterns was slowly sailing over......