Chapter 572 (Water Zombie) Water Ghost Presses

I once met a man who could see a lot of things that he wouldn't normally see when he was feeling down, and when he was in a better mood, those things disappeared.

Still, he said, "Of course I can't drink the water from a pond, but I have another way."

His hope was rekindled, and he asked, "What's the solution?"

Keeping some fish in the pond said. The essence is lost in the water, and the fish absorbs the essence in the water, so you don't have to drink all the water in the pond, but you can eat all the fish in the pond.

He looked gloomy and said, "I can't eat all the fish in a pond."

Gou Si said with a smile, isn't it okay to raise fewer fish?

He thought it would work and asked what to do next.

Gosster deceived him with great skill, first giving him hope, then pouring some cold water on him, and then throwing out a solution when he felt hopeless. In fact, most ghosts need the cooperation of people to deceive people. The more cooperative people are, the easier it is to sneak around. This is also the reason why "demons are afraid of the wicked". Because the wicked are short-tempered, they do not act according to the mind of the devil.

The same is true of water ghosts deceiving people. It has to lure people on land to the water's edge before looking for an opportunity, such as turning into a beautiful woman scratching her head and hesitating, or turning into a person who has fallen into the water desperately calling for help. If the people on the shore don't go to the water's edge, no matter how powerful the water ghosts are, they won't be able to succeed.

But at this time, Goth, who was a water ghost, was not in a hurry to pull him down who voluntarily threw himself into the water. Goust has a bigger goal.

Seeing that he believed it, Bester told him to walk slowly into the water. It led the way ahead and led him to the bottom of the water.

He felt sick when the water reached his chest. When the water flooded his mouth and nose, he felt dizzy. But when the water flooded his head, he suddenly felt a burst of relief, and the previous discomfort and grievances disappeared. His breathing stopped, but there was no discomfort in holding his breath, as if he didn't have to breathe.

Goster led him to the middle of the three stone pillars and chained him.

He felt sleepy and soon fell into a deep sleep.

He didn't sleep deeply, and he could still hear the sound of underwater undercurrents, the sound of waves crashing on the surface, and even the footsteps of pedestrians on the shore. It's a half-awake, half-dreaming state. He wanted to wake up, but he couldn't wake up enough. He wanted to fall asleep, but his mind drifted away and he couldn't sleep.

He thinks this is what it feels like to release essence into the water. He didn't know how long he had been groggy like this, and at first he could barely judge the beginning and end of the day based on the light in front of him, but then he remembered too much confusion and didn't bother to remember it again. He felt like he had returned to the ancient centuries before the legend opened the world, chaotic, day and night, and everything had no boundaries.

After a long, long time in this state, one day I suddenly felt the chains on my body loosen, and my body gradually floated upward, as if it was flying upwards. In a trance, he saw a feather fluttering under the clear blue sky, and that feather was himself. But suddenly, he saw a stone fall from the sky, and hit the ground with a thud.

He was awakened by the feeling of falling from a height, and when he opened his eyes, he saw me. He thought I was going to hurt him, so he grabbed me and threw me out, throwing me far away.

A few more people came up to try to subdue him, and he was so strong that he was surprised that he shook them off as easily as a little worm crawling into his hands.