"Wow~"

"Wow~"

As the sound of the waves crashing on the shore sounded, a cold wind with dampness blew onto the shore.

As the waves crashed against the stones, the sea wet a table covered with yellow cloth built on the shore.

At this time, the moon hangs in the sky, and there is no cloud;

The cold moonlight shone on the ground, not only shining the sea water, but also spreading a layer of white light on the gossip pattern on the side of the yellow cloth facing the sea.

At that moment, the sky brightened violently, and then a thunderclap sounded.

"Boom!"

The loud thunder woke up half of the villagers in a village not far from the sea.

"Huhu~"

In an antique bedroom, an old man who had already lost his head sat up violently, and then panted with a pale face.

After half a ring, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face, and walked to the door in a pair of slippers in pure white pajamas.

"Squeak~"

Raising his hand to push the red-painted wooden door open, he squinted his eyes at the sky.

When he saw that there was no anomaly in the air, he sighed with a heavy sigh, then took a deep breath and walked out.

When he reached the street, he took out a pipe made of fine wood and a box of matches from the pocket of his nightgown.

"呲~"

The faint light of the match illuminated the old man's face very strangely in the night.

"Whew~"

Just as he exhaled a puff of cigarette, he heard the sound of walking not far away.

"Who?"

The old man's eyes widened violently and he shouted coldly.

"I was looking for you, but I didn't expect you to wake up!"

As an old voice sounded, a middle-aged man dressed in fine satin trigrams, a pair of pure white pajama pants, and slippers stepped out of the shadows of the houses on both sides of the street.

After seeing the visitor, the old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then took a puff of cigarette and frowned: "Is there something you are looking for me in the middle of the night?"

The middle-aged man sighed and said: "Alas, their death day is coming, I was already scared and couldn't sleep well, but just now I was woken up by a thunderstorm, I thought about it for a while, or ask you, how did you talk to that master today......? When will I be able to come over?"

The old man couldn't help frowning when he heard this: "Didn't you see the altar by the sea? Why are you still suspicious?"

"Alas~"

The middle-aged man sighed sadly and said, "If I don't see that master, I'm not sure in my heart!"

When the old man heard this, he lowered his eyes and smoked a cigarette, and then said, "I have already contacted it, and that master is the ship at six o'clock in the morning!" After speaking, he looked up at the sky, then squinted his eyes and said, "At this moment, he should have set off from Hong Kong!"

"That's good, that's good!"

The middle-aged man exhaled heavily, the sad expression on his face dissipated a little, and then slowly turned around and walked into the shadows again.

After walking for two steps, he suddenly turned his head and said with concern: "The sea breeze is biting, Uncle Biao, you better go back quickly!"

Uncle Biao nodded, and then as if he suddenly remembered something, he suddenly said, "Wait!"

After hearing Uncle Biao's words, the middle-aged man who had already walked into the shadows walked out again.

"What's wrong, Uncle Biao?"

He asked, nervously.

After seeing the nervous look on the man's face, Uncle Biao waved his hand and said, "It's okay, just ask you, are you sure that Xiaoxiang's mother stole a man in Hong Kong not long ago?"

The man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then his face suddenly became gloomy, and he nodded lightly and said, "When Jiashu went to Hong Kong a few days ago, he saw it with his own eyes! And that slut also told outsiders about our affairs here!"

When Uncle Biao heard this, his wrinkled eyes suddenly twitched, and then he said with a cold gaze: "You will send someone to Hong Kong tomorrow morning to bring Xiaoxiang's mother back!

The middle-aged man nodded, and then when he was about to turn around, an embarrassed smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he turned around and said, "Uncle Biao, why don't I go in person!"

When he said this, his heart suddenly jumped a little.

Uncle Biao was stunned when he heard this, and then said with a sneer: "Sooner or later, you will die on a woman's belly!"

The man smiled wryly.

Then I heard Uncle Biao say without the slightest emotion: "If you want to go, you can go, but remember, don't leave a trace of handle, otherwise, when you implement the village rules, there will be one more person!"

The man's face was overjoyed when he heard this, and he nodded quickly like a chicken pecking rice.

"Thank you, Uncle Biao!"

After saying this, he walked home with a happy face.

Thinking of the woman's figure and posture, his steps couldn't help but be a little brisk.

At this moment, even the sad look on his face disappeared, and he longed to take a boat to Hong Kong now.

Looking at the man's back, Uncle Biao shook his head slowly, and then sighed lightly and said to himself: "Xiaoxiang Mom, if you don't steal a man, where will there be such a catastrophe!"

With that, he turned and walked back into the house.

At this time, in the sea not far from here, Li Qing slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw that he was actually in the sea here, his expression was stunned for a moment, and then when he saw the rich yin qi and resentment in the sea water, his expression became stunned again.

Why is there such a heavy yin qi and resentment?

He thought as he swam in the direction where the yin qi and resentment were the strongest.

After swimming for about five minutes, Li Qing found more than 100 corpses dressed in Qing Dynasty soldier clothes in the sea below him.

At first glance, the corpses were either missing arms or heads.

The familiar scene suddenly reminded Li Qing of the golden coffin that had suppressed Jiang Fei.

Could it be that there is another zombie at the bottom of the sea?

Li Qing's eyes widened subconsciously, and then quickly swam to the side of these corpses.

Just as he swam to the corpses, he suddenly noticed that the corpses had slowly turned to face him.

Then he saw transparent figures floating out of these corpses, and then looked at him with resentful eyes.

"Ghosts?"

When he saw the eyes of these transparent figures that were not afraid, but only resentful, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

Generally speaking, with his current frozen realm, let alone resentful ghosts, even if the ghost king saw him, he had to flee, but these resentful ghosts slowly approached him uncharacteristically.

Completely ignoring his rich corpse aura.

After seeing this scene, Li Qing's eyes moved slightly.

Could it be that these resentful ghosts have been dead for too long, so their thinking has long since disappeared?

While thinking, he carefully observed these resentful ghosts, and then found that the bodies of these resentful ghosts were completely full of resentful qi, and there was not even a trace of yin qi.