When the picturesque appeared on the shore, a lot of Taoist soldiers had gathered around, surrounding the strange place, and they were naturally quite far away and did not dare to approach.

Because the scene in front of me is too weird.

On the shore, the once clear waters glow bright red, and a dilapidated old ship docks on the shore, with a gray mist and gloomy mist on it.

A long plank was dropped from the deck and poked out onto the beach, the plank rotting and old, with grayish-brown marks, like dried blood.

Ling Qiong was guarding under the wooden plank, covered in armor, extremely vigilant.

"What's going on with this ghost ship, is there a bad omen?"

Ruhua floated to Ling Qiong's side and asked out loud.

Ling Qiong said with a solemn face, "I don't know when this ghost ship will appear, but it will definitely not be more than a moment, the Dao soldiers are all patrolling the shore, and it must have only appeared recently.

There's something strange on the ship, and there seems to be a bad omen on the way, but it's not really down yet.

But I'm afraid that sooner or later something will appear."

Picturesque shifted her gaze to the ghost ship, her eyes piercing through the thick gray mist, as if a tattered corpse was moving, and the bow of the ship was helmed by an empty sailor's robe, fiddling with a roulette wheel of minced meat.

The wooden planks of the cabin were tattered and tattered, and sometimes there was a strange sound, and if you looked closely, the wooden planks sometimes showed mutilated arms, sometimes bloody legs and feet, and they were actually corpses sewn together on the walls, forming a room.

However, the strangest part was in the middle of the deck, where there was a spare pool, in which a pool of blood pooled, bubbling and steaming.

On each side of the pool, a long lamp is lit, emitting a faint green light, reflecting the entire deck, which is eerie.

The flesh room of the blood pool, the long lamp sleeps alone, like a ghost domain.

But Picturesque has a feeling that the whole wooden boat seems to be waiting for something, and the blood pool is not activated, and it is still in a state of silence.

With this kind of intuition, it is the perception that the picture shares power with Li He, and it is almost a bad omen. In her eyes, the ancient ship seemed to have a natural attraction to the bad omen, allowing her to willingly board it and wait for a feast.

Of course, this is only a reaction to the bad omen. As the guardian of Paper Island, now that Li He is in retreat and promoted, she knows that at such a critical moment, a terrifying ghost ship suddenly appeared, which is definitely not a good sign.

There is even a certain degree of speculation that the weirdness is from the Shattered Star Island party.

Ruhua slowed down, but still spoke, "You let the soldiers retreat a little further, I'll take a look on the ship!"

Ling Qiong frowned and said, "At this moment, the island master is in retreat, this boat is strange, and it is really not suitable to take the initiative to go up.

It's better to wait for Li He to come out, and then we will find out."

Ruhua waved her hand, "Can't wait, the bad omen in this ship is almost overflowing, I need to board to see what the omen is."

can make my perception invalid, and suddenly appear on the shore again, it is likely to be an unclean thing provoked by Li He on Shattered Star Island this time. You send someone to call Hua Ji and Hua Lei and ask for relevant information.

Remember, don't make a move if you can, try to retreat towards the inner island, and wait for Li He to get out."

After speaking, Ruhua's body gradually solidified, the whole person was as thin as a piece of paper, and her beautiful face turned into a miserable white cheek, with gaudy blush smeared on both sides, and a cold aura around her body that was not close to anyone, like a bad omen.

She walked forward, and in a few breaths she boarded the ghost ship, which was still in sight, but had disappeared into the fog, making it difficult to watch.

Ling Qiong didn't look at it much, after all, the authority of the picturesque was the highest level except for Li He, and there were some things that she could glimpse, and others were unable to detect it. Since Picturesque felt that he was going to board the ship in person, there must be something sinister about it, and he needed to understand it in advance.

Otherwise, waiting for the calamity to come, they will deal with it completely in the dark, and the casualties will definitely not be small.

Now that he had a plan, he had already sent Dao soldiers to contact Hua Ji and Ling Qiong.

But looking at the gloomy ghost ship in front of her, Ling Qiong also felt a trace of uneasiness in her heart, and she could only hope that Ruhua could stop the bad omen on the boat, otherwise the calamity would spread to the island and the lives would be absolutely ruined.

……

When she stepped onto the deck, her first impression was that the disaster was unstoppable.

The deck under his feet was soft, and with a slight kick, it could tear through the thin wood, and below it were countless connected corpses, but they did not decay for some special reason, but seemed to have just died.

When looking from the shore, the space inside the boat is not very large, and you can see the head at a glance. But when I boarded the boat at this time, I only felt that it was vast, and I didn't know how long I went, and I couldn't reach the edge of the blood pool.

There is a cold wind blowing, as long as it is scraped, the white and tender skin instantly turns gray, grows age spots, and falls into decay. Fortunately, the picturesque paper body is almost the same as a bad omen, otherwise it would have been blown into a cloud of dust as soon as it came up.

The only good thing is that the gray fog is very thin on the ship, and it can be seen more clearly without any means.

In fact, the moment she boarded the ship, the connection with Paper Island was already very weak, and only a trace of instinctive causal connection was not severed.

No wonder she couldn't feel the ghost ship approaching Paper Island, the ship was simply a small world of its own, but it was made up of pure bad omens.

After walking for a while, Ruhua finally glimpsed the pool of blood, surging blood boiling endlessly, even from a long distance, he could smell the rich smell of blood. Ingeniously, the taste is even a little sweet for bad omen.

As a woman with an edict on paper, she naturally understands that bad omens are calamities, and she obeys the rules, but she is a dead thing without a soul. Naturally, there will be no such humanized idea as sweet and delicious, so the only explanation is that the blood pool is also a rule, a higher Tao, luring the bad omen to gather.

Here, she saw the bad omen of wandering again.

Aside from the empty captain who drove the ship, the sailors in tattered clothes, there were more bad omen coming out of the flesh room.

A head full of abscesses, covered with snakes and scorpions, but only skin and bones remain, emitting a strange hissing sound, and when I first heard this sound, I felt a fatal feeling of heart and lung blockage.

A long blood nematode, wrapped between two walking hairy legs, is like a bridge to build a connection, walking on two legs as if it were a living person.

The iron figurines are rampant, but the chest cavity is wrapped in three faces, the chest is exposed, and there are even the sound of babies crying from time to time, coming from the skin and flesh.

These eerie creatures, each of which is at least a bad omen of the seventh grade, are entrenched around the blood pool, as if waiting for something.

The wooden door of the sewing cabin is still creaking, and there are still distinguished guests.

In the ghost realm of the world, even if you have seen the world such as Ruhua, you are silent.

If the ship is allowed to enter Paper Island, even if Li He gets out of the customs, I am afraid it will be useless. Even a bad omen will plunge Paper Island into a terrifying catastrophe.

What the hell is this place?

Feeling a cold gaze, a giant insect with 100 feet and 100 eyes crawled from the mist, its feet were made up of the legs of different creatures, and its eyes were condensed by a hundred faces, looking in all directions.

Ruhua suddenly held her breath and condensed, she had just thought too closely, and some flaws were exposed, and the bad omen was not so conscious, and the current scene could only wait and see, otherwise she would not be able to protect herself.

At that moment, a flash of moonlight appeared on the top of the ancient ship, and the bright red submerged the cabin.

The blood moon rises, and a white paper lantern floats in the blood pool, and vaguely uses human heads as oil, and there is a terrifying cry for sale.

"The blood moon is here, and the ghost market is open.

The soul is a treasure, and the meat is money.

The dead are not deceived, and they will pass through the hell."

As he spoke, he spilled a handful of paper money from the lantern and burst into flames.

"Daji, Daji!"

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