The dark waters, the floating algae, and the light on the Thousand Machine Sword all seemed to turn into a green color.

A shadow floats from the depths of the waters, with a heart-warming flavor.

Judging by the outline, it should be a fish.

A pretty big fish.

The fish came to a halt when it was about thirty paces away from Ji Que.

In this way, a man and a fish fell into a state of confrontation, at the bottom of the lake where the water was green.

Ji Que was holding a thousand machine sword that exuded surging light, and from a distance, it looked like he was holding a laser sword.

In the end, Ji Que moved.

He didn't want to wait any longer, he had to make a decision early on whether to fight or go, and hesitation was a taboo for soldiers, not to mention that this was in the water.

Although Zhenyuan's blessing allowed him to stay underwater for ten days and eight days, he still didn't like it very much.

As Ji Que approached step by step, more and more shadows of fish appeared in front of him.

They floated in the water, motionless, as if they were dead, with an indescribable sense of oppression.

This is the fish carcass at the bottom of the lake?

No, Ji Que soon discovered that what was floating there was not a fish corpse, but a fish skin.

The skin of a carp.

The skins of carp several people floating there, held by translucent thin threads, like kites.

The scales on the surface of the skin glow coldly, the eyes turn outward, and the whiskers sway with the current, making it look like a living thing.

But they really only have such a skin, as if all the flesh and fish bones in it have disappeared, and only this lifelike skin remains, which looks particularly terrifying in this dark water.

At the end of the silk thread connecting the fish skin are grave bags.

If these fish skins are like kites flying in the air, then these grave bags are like kite flyers.

There are tombstones standing in front of the grave.

The tombstones were so eroded by the water that they were riddled with holes, and some of them were covered with green moss and algae, making them look like gloomy faces.

From here, the burial mound stretched all the way to the depths of the bottom of the lake, and there were dozens of them.

The main thing is that each grave bag is attached to such a fat carp skin, and the dead fish eyes of each carp skin seem to be staring at you.

They are densely connected at the bottom of this famous inner lake, and the scalp of people is numb.

Is this a custom?

Ji Que had never heard of the custom of putting a tomb at the bottom of the lake and hanging a carp skin on each grave.

Do the people of the Yunxue Sect, especially the high-ranking people in the sect, know that there is such a netherworld place at the bottom of this lake?

Ji Que swam over and swam past the graves.

The tiny currents he brought with him caused the skins of the nearby carp to sway slightly, making them look like living creatures.

Soon, Ji Que stopped in front of one of the graves.

A large piece of green moss was missing from the moss, and there were some marks on it, which should have been opened by someone before, and then re-covered.

Ji Que immediately thought of Fang Sihai, so the ruler-like Thousand Machine Sword in his hand rose and fell, and dug up this grave.

Inside the tomb was not a coffin, but an altar almost half a man high.

The top of the jar is sealed with a wooden lid, giving the impression of a kimchi jar that is several times larger.

Ji Que found that the thin thread connecting the carp skin had been deep into the jar.

The brilliance emitted by the Thousand Machine Sword reflected the shape of the cylinder, and you could see something like cinnabar smeared on the edge of the cylinder, as if to indicate that there might be something terrible inside.

Ji Que thought for a moment, raised his sword, and with a prie, the originally tight lid was suddenly pried open.

I saw that there was still water in the tank, but the color was darker, like ink.

The light emitted by the Thousand Machine Sword was projected on it, as if it had been swallowed, and it was very dark.

There was a grunt, and just then, a series of bubbles emerged from the cylinder.

The muscles of Ji Que's arms tensed all of a sudden.

A human face suddenly appeared.

At this moment, Ji Que couldn't help but gasp and almost choked.

Because this face was so ugly and terrible, its surface was covered with gray scales, and there were ringworm-like attachments between the scales.

It was breathing, and its demeanor and movements when it breathed were almost indistinguishable from that of a fish with its mouth open.

For a while, Ji Que couldn't tell whether this was a person or a fish.

There are several holes in the face of this face, which are like human eyes in the cold light.

At this time, Ji Que actually thought of the face of the spirit fox sculpture that had been eroded by the years.

The hole in that face is similar to this thing that is neither human nor fishy, very much like human eyes.

This thing that is not human or fish should be invisible, because its eyes are covered by fish scales, leaving only a few small slits.

But it was obviously aware of Ji Que's existence, swaying its strange posture and swimming.

Ji Que held a thousand machine swords in his hand and did not make a move.

He wanted to see what kind of freak this was, whether it was male or female, and whether it was worth torture.

At this moment, a small and ethereal sound sounded in the water, as if someone was singing from a long distance, and like someone whispering ill-intentioned from a distance.

Ji Que looked at the face in the tank breathing hard, and suddenly knew where this voice came from.

It's not just breathing, it's making this weird sound.

For a while, Ji Que stood in the water and spit out a series of bubbles, and a very strange feeling arose in his heart.

That is, he is no longer a human, but a fish at the bottom of this lake, breathing with its gills open.

Who the fuck wants to be a fish?

When I became a fish, what about my house and the silver that was hidden in the cellar? It's all cheap for someone else?

Thinking of this, Ji Que suddenly came to his senses, raised the sword in his hand and smashed it against the face.

Be a fish, be a fish, bewitch Lao Tzu to be a fish!

The man's face was smashed to the ground, and in an instant, he disappeared into the mouth of the cylinder.

At the same time, the skin of the carp floating above also swayed, making a sound similar to a wail of pain.

Are people and fish skin one and the same?

As the wail of the fish's skin rang out, the strange feeling returned.

Ji Que couldn't help but feel a sense of panic, as if it would be too late if he didn't turn into a fish again, something very terrible would happen.

But the wailing sound only lasted for a short time before it disappeared, and the carp skin lost its movement, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet, as if the demagogic voice just now was an illusion.

But Ji Que knew that it wasn't, because he couldn't help but touch his neck.

Just now, when he was immersed in the sound, he even felt that he had gills growing there.

The gloomy and dark bottom of the lake, the floating fish skins and the strange underwater grave, as well as the things that look like people and fish in the tomb, form a particularly terrifying and strange picture.

At this moment, there was an undercurrent surging nearby, the algae swaying, and the fish skins hanging above swayed with it.

For a moment, in the dark waters of the bottom of the lake, it seemed like some behemoth was swimming nearby.

If he guessed correctly, Fang Sihai dug up this tomb at that time, and knew the strange scene at the bottom of the lake, so he said, "At the bottom of the lake, fish corpses." ".

But what about later?

Everything at the bottom of the lake can be described in many details, but at that time, Fang Sihai only issued "The bottom of the lake, the corpse of the fish." Four words, and then the person disappeared.

At that time, he should have been recruited.

As for what trick he won, Ji Que is waiting.

Because what happened to Fang Sihai's predecessor is very likely to happen to him soon.

Obviously, this is the fastest way to get to the bottom of the story.

It's risky, it's exciting, Ji Que is a little scared about it, but he likes it a little.

Men, who are afraid of death and naturally like excitement, otherwise there would not be so many old kings who would take risks.

Unfortunately, calm soon returned to this water.

The undercurrent vanished, as if the behemoth swimming in the water was gone.

Something bad didn't happen in the imagination.

Ji Que waited for a while to confirm that he didn't catch the ride.

Fuck you, you can't afford to play!

You dare to rectify your predecessors all over the world, why do you want to let me go?

Look down on me?

Ji Que cursed in the water, and the sound only traveled a short distance before it turned into a series of tumbling bubbles.

After cleaning up this place and wandering back for a while, Ji Que didn't find anything more and decided to leave.

Speaking of which, he still knows too little about these things, and it would be nice if someone could discuss them.

Involuntarily, the figure of the female Shangfeng Ning Hongyu appeared in his mind.

Did this woman come?

If you haven't connected with Lao Tzu for so long, how can Lao Tzu shake people?

After that, Ji Que swayed his body and went upstream.

The secluded lake seems to be endless, and I don't know how many secrets are still hidden.

Especially those collapsed buildings, which always give people a feeling of a netherworld.

This lake is too underworldly.

With a bang, when Ji Que emerged from the water, it was almost the middle of the night.

When people are underwater, their perception of time is not accurate.

Looking at the dark moonlight, Ji Que actually had a feeling of returning to the world from the underworld.

As usual, they walked cautiously, and even the water stains on their bodies had to be mixed with the nearby grass to avoid exposure.

After wandering outside like a lonely ghost for several laps, it was not until his clothes were almost dried by the wind that Ji Que returned to his residence.

As usual, he was skilled in destroying clothes, and Lin Xiangzhi was in charge of keeping watch outside.

Lin Xiangzhi in the cold wind was very conflicted for a while, thinking that Ji Que was too careful, but she couldn't help but cooperate with him, and felt that what he said and did was very convincing.

When he was busy with all this, Ji Que let out a long breath, poured himself a cup of cold tea, and rested for a while.

This is a porter during the day and a spy at night, and the intensity of this work is really a blessing 996 can't be compared.

However, Ji Que is still very energetic, not only because he has become a cultivator, but also because his physical fitness is far greater than that of his previous life, but also because doing these jobs is really profitable.

At least it's much better than the capitalists in the previous life who talked about dedication and growth.

There is a saying that what is called, the salary is in place, and the four emperors are wasted.

Ji Que's consciousness of taking money to do things is very high.

He began to analyze and summarize the clues for tonight.

Fang Sihai's predecessor's intelligence in "the bottom of the lake, the fish corpse." There's a good chance he's going there tonight.

He did a similar thing to the other tonight, digging up the grave and opening the jar.

After that, Fang Sihai's predecessors should have been tricked, so that the information that should have had a lot of details only turned into four hasty words - "The bottom of the lake, the fish corpse." ”。

As for what trick he made, Ji Que guessed that it should be related to the bewitching voice.

It is very likely that Fang Sihai's predecessor has become a fish, or rather, he thinks that he has become a fish.

Because Ji Que knew very well that if it wasn't for his will to be a little stronger at that time, it was very likely that he would be immersed in the matter of becoming a fish and couldn't extricate himself.

Obviously, Fang Sihai's predecessors retained a very shallow sense at that time, so they were able to send out four-character information.

And then?

How did he go to the ancient well of the ancestral land and carve such a passage.

The beads of truth have gained some more, but the threads that connect them still do not catch.

What does the grave at the bottom of the lake and the strange carp skin have to do with that "she"?

If she came out as Fang Sihai's predecessors expected, would she be able to resist it with just a little bit of martial arts?

Onigiri reads a book

If you can't resist it, you can only run away with a bucket.

Ji Que analyzed all this, after all, he was a little tired, and gradually fell asleep.

An hour later, a rooster crowed, and the sky was already white.

It's time to start being a porter again.

Ji Que ate some breakfast casually, washed up, and then rubbed his sleepy eyes and went to the Danfang.

Old man Luo saw that he was a little tired, and couldn't help but be surprised: "You won't ...... last night"

Ji Que immediately knew that the other party had misunderstood, and quickly shook his head and said, "I just didn't sleep well." ”

"One person didn't sleep well, or two." Old man Luo said with concern.

"Of course I'm alone." Ji Que hurriedly explained.

You can't tell him there's a cat to stay up late with.

After that, Old Man Luo nagged for a while before leaving.

It was only at this time that Ji Que had the opportunity to lie down on the special bamboo chair in the gatehouse.

Lying down, he always felt that it was almost tasteful, so he threw it aside, spread out the chaise longue that Tang Yi had brought with him, and lay down.

Well, that feels right.

Ji Que, who was lying on the recliner, quickly entered a state of fit and fell into a sweet dreamland.

He dreamed of Tang Yi for a while, dreamed of grabbing barbecue meat with him to eat, and dreamed of Ning Hongyu, who opened his right eye, which was often closed, and the fierceness was already very high......

After that, he was woken up by a violent cough.

The first time Ji Que woke up, he saw a towering mountain, blocking his vision.

It was a fierce young woman, dressed in red, and looked at him coldly.

Next to him is the steward Sun who "interviewed" him before, a girl in a green dress who looks like a female attendant in red.

And the coughing sound that woke him up just now was made by Sun Guan accidentally.

The woman in the red dress looked at him and said coldly, "Who stipulates that the porter can sleep in broad daylight?" ”

Ji Que looked at the other party's towering chest and the indifferent expression, and a figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Ning Hongyu, you finally appeared.