At this time, I don't know when more and more fog gathered on the edge of the reservoir, under the shroud of such fog, coupled with the fact that the light here is not very good, it seems too dim, Qin Mu looked at the dense ghosts who were originally watching the play and gradually gathered around, surrounding less than a hundred people deadly.

The two parties have not spoken, Qin Mu and all the policemen on this side are only 10 people in total, and there are five people lying motionless on the ground, and there are only five people standing, and three of them are ordinary people, that is to say, Qin Mu and Honglian, the two of them shocked the audience, and they were stunned for a long time without speaking.

Wu Gang didn't know what to say, he wanted to order Qin Mu and Honglian to be killed, but his subordinates were not the rabble just now, they didn't have any skills, thinking that Qin Mu was able to fight against that middle-aged man, Wu Gang's scalp was a little numb, he looked away, this kid who was very close to Honglian didn't seem to be so unlearned.

However, Wu Gang's subordinates couldn't wait to leave Wu Gang here, but after all, Wu Gang was the person in charge of the Psychic Association in Ningcheng, no matter what he did wrong, if he really offended the other party here, with Wu Gang's villain's urine nature, it is estimated that they will report them when they turn around, and they will really not be able to eat and walk around at that time.

They also saw that although Qin Mu had tossed them with a dead hand, he still saved his life in the end, otherwise that Taoist priest would have let Qin Mu be killed by a lightning bolt, and he could still be jumping there for so long?

So one by one, they all stubbornly pestle here, and no one moved.

The fog was getting heavier and heavier, and Qin Mu was in a trance and couldn't even see the outermost circle of people, not even the ghosts.

"Why the hell it's getting colder." Neither party spoke, but later, Zhao Laoshi couldn't help but mutter.

None of the people present were ordinary people, let alone deaf, although Zhao Laoshi's voice was small, but which one around him couldn't hear clearly?

Wu Gang smiled, I am afraid that the audience will think that Zhao Honest's opening has become a harbinger of Qin Mu's first compromise, and he is afraid that he will open his mouth without thinking about it: "Qin Mu...... Let's see how this ends. The tone was not negotiable, but rather threatening.

Qin Mu glared, he seemed to be very surprised, in his opinion, this kind of one-sided form, Qin Mu at this time was already very good if he didn't take a big speaker to lecture here, but he didn't expect that there would be people with tendons in their heads to such an extent, even if it was in such a form, they couldn't help but sneer.

Many members of the Psychic Association who are still waiting and watching, some are ready to leave, there is such a brain-dead leader, sooner or later it will be over, and the managers of the Psychic Association have never been strong, and they can't stop the other members who have real materials, and the departure of others is inevitable. It's just that without these "masters" in charge of Wu Gang, can he really support it?

At this time, I heard a bell ringing from the reservoir, rippling one after another, like the sound of a bell in some temple. Those who were about to leave couldn't help but stop and look in the direction where the bell was.

Qin Mu was the same here, the red lotus eyebrows were slightly raised, because there was no particularly large searchlight on the edge of the entire reservoir, all that was used was afterglow, plus the surrounding fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the light of the searchlight in the distance was misty, and it could not be completely illuminated, and it felt that the entire boundary of the mass grave was even darker.

It didn't matter if it was dark, most of the people present had some night vision, and it was easy to see what was coming from in such a situation, because as the bell increased, it seemed to be getting closer and closer.

The red lotus pointed to the sky casually, and a cluster of red flames appeared in the air out of thin air, and this flame became bigger and bigger because of the hovering of the red lotus's fingers, and finally formed a basketball-sized fireball, which stopped in mid-air, just like a small sun created artificially.

Under the illumination of this small sun, it seemed that the surrounding fog had separated a little, and under the imprint of the fire, the surroundings were much brighter.

The bell is getting closer and closer, and the first thing that comes into view is a hollowed-out hull, the whole hull is made of hollowed-out carving techniques, light and beautiful, with a white, beautiful pennant hanging on the mast, and at the bow of the ship, a large bell hovers in mid-air, shaking with the wind, making bursts of bells.

The ornate hull of the ship made Red Lotus's eyes straighten, and she had always liked beautiful and luxurious things, and she didn't notice the rows of things like walking corpses standing on the boat.

Qin Mu saw it at first sight.

The first thing he saw was the big clock, and then the walking dead, all of them were expressionless, and on closer inspection all seemed to have one expression, with more or less blood on their faces, which might have come out of their mouths or their ears, and they were all bald, naked, with tattoos like flames on their gray upper bodies.

An indescribable corpse aura emanated from those people's bodies, but there was no such breath, just by looking at it, Qin Mu knew that these people were all corpses, and none of them were alive.

Such a group of people, like a group of statues standing quietly, arranged like terracotta warriors and horses in the mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, stood on the boat, blushing their eyelids at the sun, and looked at everyone with the whites of their eyes.

Wu Gang gasped, as the hospital of the Psychic Association, this kind of strange thing has really seen enough, and even many psychics still make a living by raising corpses or ghosts, but when these corpses stand on the boat in such a posture, all the people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

However, as described before, these people are really like the terracotta warriors and horses arrayed in the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, because there is a dark sunken wooden coffin around them, and from a distance, you can see the fire light emanating from the small sun of the red lotus, and the sunken wooden coffin is shining with dazzling and shining light.

Rao is Qin Mu gasped, because he could feel that the things inside the sunken wooden coffin were really unusual things.

"This thing, it's called a ghost ship, right?" Yu Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then spoke for a while.

Qin Mu gave this guy a commendatory look, as an ordinary person, in the face of such a ship, he didn't faint directly, it was really fresh.

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