After a simple pleasantries.

Yan Jing learned that He Xian was the one who was responsible for leading the team to block the lawsuit last night.

According to Lu Qing's previous statement, the casualties along the way were the heaviest.

Thanks to the pleasure boat as a shelter, it is estimated that the movement caused by the placement of the wounded and corpses alone will attract the investigation of the three law divisions.

Under the leadership of He Xian, the group walked into the bilge of the cruise ship.

The strong smell of medicine mixed with corpse gas came to his face.

Yan Jing's gaze swept over the slightly dimly lit cabin illuminated by a kerosene lamp.

In the middle of the open space was a straw mat, on which lay about seven corpses, both men and women, all ragged and gray-faced, with different injuries on their bodies, and two of them were even more mutilated.

If nothing else, it should be the "victim" who fell during the scuffle with the judge last night.

There were also more than a dozen fallen god believers next to these corpses, more than half of them had the smell of medicine on their bodies, and their bodies were surrounded by obscure energy.

The remaining intact guys looked at Yan Jing and the others who had just come down the stairs with vigilant eyes.

Compared to Yan Jing's team, the number of people in the team in front of him was undoubtedly a little exceeded.

It seems that the Shinto people have deliberately assigned the number of people, or they have already decided which point of contact will receive the most fallen god believers, and they will deal with the most powerful judges.

"Don't worry, these are our companions, who were responsible for ambushing the Reincarnation Division last night, and this time they came here to watch the ceremony."

Seeing that the atmosphere was gradually becoming solemn, He Xian took the initiative to come forward to explain, she was still the soft and glutinous woman, and the ability to return without success in Yan Jing seemed to have a pretty good effect on these people.

Before the words fell, the atmosphere in the bilge had noticeably improved.

Yan Jing, who was standing on the side, looked back at the dozen or so fallen god believers who followed him and Lu Qing at this time, and noticed that the longing for He Xian also appeared on the faces of these people, and he couldn't help but be a little vigilant in his heart.

In any case, the situation has stabilized.

Two groups of people surrounded the seven corpses on the ground, standing distinctly.

Yan Jing stood with Lu Qing, looked around again, his gaze lingered briefly at the entrance of the bilge, and asked in a suppressed voice,

"The Shinto master you are talking about...... Where are you going to come from?"

I thought that the other party would also come by boat to meet, but now this meeting makes it clear that he has no intention of taking the ordinary road.

Fortunately, it was winter, and the corpses had not decomposed all night, but in the middle of summer, the smell of rotting corpses alone could drive people crazy in this confined space.

"That Venerable One never left, he was always there for us."

Lu Qing seemed to have guessed that Yan Jing had asked this question, and replied with a chattering sentence.

Yan Jingzhi, who heard this, frowned, it was just a matter of deceiving those fallen god believers, and it was really incomprehensible to put a score in front of him.

Just as he was about to sneer, Yan Jing noticed that He Xian's movements were a little strange.

As if she had been summoned, she suddenly left her position, walked to the front of the corpse storage area, bent down and grabbed the copper ring, and directly lifted the wooden plank of the bilge.

This operation stunned Yan Jing for a moment.

You must know that their current position is the bilge of the pleasure boat, and the cold river water is below, and lifting the plank is equivalent to letting the river water pour in, and the master will not dive in, right? ….

Feeling too low?

It turned out that there was nothing wrong with He Xian's head, and after the plank was lifted, there was not a trace of river water poured in, as if the entire cruise ship was floating on the river.

No matter how turbulent the river beneath the void is, it still seems to be blocked out by a layer of invisible energy.

Didn't wait a moment.

There was a dark shadow floating up in the river.

A group of fallen god believers, including Yan Jing, stretched their necks in unison, obviously they were also confused at this time.

However, what emerged from the river was not the Shinto masters that everyone imagined, but a golden-red carp with a sarcoma on its forehead

escaped from the fish pond of the rich and noble.

"Greetings to Master Daojun!"

At the same time as the carp floated, He Xian and Lu Qing took two steps forward and bowed.

Before Yan Jing could react, he saw the carp suddenly open its mouth and let out a low hum, and white mist poured out of its mouth, spreading to all parts of the bilge in just a few seconds.

The bilge, which was originally very quiet, suddenly became commotion because of this sudden change, but because He Xian and Lu Qing stayed in place for a long time, the situation was quite stable.

At this moment, the carp made a new move, and the central area of the sarcoma on the top of its head suddenly cracked.

A tender green stalk poked out of it and quickly rose high.

Everyone was shocked, and some of the fallen god believers couldn't help but step forward, completely ignoring the white mist that reached their ankles, wanting to take a closer look.

The tip of the stalk began to swell, turning into the shape of a flower bone, and soon a little pink appeared, and a hazy golden halo appeared around it, even accompanied by surging psionic energy.

How could such a vision occur?

Fallen believers are still believers after all.

They are particularly attentive to such imagery that seems to be auspicious.

Even if He Xian and Lu Qing didn't say anything, they would still figure it out on their own, and in the process, they would get an almost pathological sense of satisfaction.

In the blink of an eye.

The flower bones suddenly bloomed into a lotus flower with a diameter of more than half a meter!

No, to be exact, it is an incomparably beautiful lotus platform.

Yan Jing finally understood that the Shinto people were going to place the place where the ritual would take place in this dark pit of the earth.

At this moment, the kerosene lights are completely hidden, replaced by magnificent colored lights, like a fairyland.

What's more important is that on the lotus platform transformed into a lotus flower, there is actually a baby with red lips and white teeth, and a little cinnabar on his forehead, lying on his side, with no sadness or joy on his expression......

He Xian and Lu Qing, who hadn't made any moves since just now, finally started to act, and they didn't know where to take out a few large abnormal pious incense sticks and light them directly and enshrine them in front of the lotus platform.

The smoke containing a huge amount of faith energy rushed towards the baby on the lotus platform in the longing eyes of the fallen gods, burrowing into his mouth and nose, making his whole body exude an extraordinary momentum.

After "eating", the baby is even more miraculous, and the immature body begins to grow at an unreasonable rate!

Limbs, torso, head.

By the minute, his form changed, from a newborn baby to a child of about ten years old.

His growing size did not allow him to continue lying on the lotus platform, so he had to stand up straight, change to a cross-legged posture, and pinch out the magic trick with both hands, and two lotus seeds in front of him were lifted into the air, turning into a whisk and a metal ring with a brass luster.

The petals around the lotus platform rose out of thin air, attached to him, and turned into a yellow and black robe, and the crazy black hair was also restrained by the Dao crown, tied into a standard Dao bun.

"This, this...... Miracles......"

Someone exclaimed in surprise and couldn't help but fall to the ground, and the knees of several people next to him suddenly softened.

Only Yan Jing, who was standing at the outermost, remained silent, and a terrifying chill rose from behind him.

Peace Shark