Above the wide deck.

An elder looked at the remaining coolies and shouted, "Everyone, for those who died tragically last night, my Three Rivers Gang will give you an explanation, and everyone who died can receive a pension of two taels of silver, and one or two silver for one person who did not die, and it will be sent to you now, you can rest assured, the evil spirits here, my Three Rivers Gang has found clues, and will never let you continue to sacrifice." ”

With a wave of his hand, a speedboat came from not far away, with a large box of silver pulled on it.

There were more than a dozen disciples of the Three Rivers Gang in charge of escorting.

A large box of silver was quickly brought up.

When the lid of the box was opened, the panicked crowd suddenly became short of breath.

Everyone stared at the white silver.

"The bereavement money of the deceased is temporarily collected by the deceased's friends or relatives on behalf of them, but you remember, but whoever takes the money is not allowed to secretly run away in private, if anyone dares to run away secretly, don't blame me for the Three Rivers Gang for not being merciful, your name and home address, my Three Rivers Gang has all recorded it."

The elder's tone was solemn, and his eyes swept towards everyone.

The coolies' expressions suddenly changed, and their scalps went numb.

Soon, the elder began to ask people to send money.

Everyone got their share.

"Elder, the villain has a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not."

Suddenly, Yang Fang in the crowd couldn't help but speak.

The elder glanced at Yang Fang coldly and said, "Speak!" ”

Yang Fang continued to speak, "Even if I am asked to wait as bait, can you equip us with weapons, so that even if we really encounter evil spirits, we may be able to resist one or two, and we will not die silently, I believe that we can only block even a breath, and the elders can also arrive immediately, so as to take down the evil spirits." ”

The elder frowned and glanced back at his helper.

Gang leader Wei Tianlong said indifferently, "Bring them a sword!" ”

"Yes, helper!"

Steward Cheng clasped his fists and responded.

He turned to leave, but his eyes subconsciously glanced at Yang Fang.

A short time later, two large boxes of weapons were brought in.

Many coolies hurriedly and quickly found what suited them.

Yang Fang picked out a sharp long sword from among the many weapons at a glance, about one meter and two long, with a sharp edge, and the quality seemed to be better than what he bought for one or two silver.

Gang leader Wei Tianlong glanced at everyone, and once again led a group of elders to leave this place.

Steward Cheng instructed a group of coolies to quickly transport the food on the small boat and began to leave here.

Time to pass.

Then the crowd began to eat.

In the blink of an eye, another day passed.

Yang Fang, who has been practicing for a day, still hasn't been able to return to reality.

His heart sighed and became nervous again.

In this case, even if it returns to reality, it is estimated that there is no way.

After all, his cultivation in reality could not be brought to this world, and the items in reality could not be brought either.

Yang Fang glanced at the panel again.

Name: Yang Fang

Lifespan: 21/34 years

Repair: One product (30/60)

Mental Method: Yang Yan Decisive Mastery (171/300)

Martial Arts: Thirteen Swords of the Wind Mastery (30/300), Shadowless Sword Mastery (315/500)

Qualification: Ordinary person qualification (5/15)

...

"If nothing happens, the Shadowless Sword should be able to break through to the next realm tonight."

Yang Fang said darkly.

He has been groping for the past few days and has figured out some of the hidden functions of the panel.

Whether it is mental or martial arts, as long as you improve a realm, you can improve your qualifications, and the more advanced the exercises, the faster the qualifications will improve.

Conversely, when the qualifications are improved, the speed of cultivating the exercises will also increase.

For example, with his current qualifications, he can cultivate Yang Yan Duel, and he can generate 10 experience points in one night.

It used to be 6 o'clock.

...

Night falls.

The stars retreated.

Yang Fang looked out through the crack in the window again.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel solemn.

Outside, it was foggy at some point, and it looked deserted, and through the white mist, I could vaguely see the light of the torches from the buildings and boats more than ten meters away.

"It's foggy."

Yang was restless.

He was worried that that kind of evil spirit would probably take advantage of the foggy day to act again, so he didn't dare to continue cultivating the sword technique, but leaned against the corner of the wall and silently cultivated Yang Yanduel again.

Before you know it, another few hours have passed.

Yang Fang suddenly woke up from his cultivation, and once again couldn't help but glance out the window.

I saw that the fog outside had become thicker, and at some point it had completely covered the entire river, and even the torches on the boat where the elders were located could not be seen.

The gray fog is unusually depressing, and there is an indescribable weirdness.

What's even more bizarre is that the whole big ship seems to be completely silent.

At this moment, not even a single sound could be heard, and all the snoring and noise were gone.

It's as if you're suddenly in an invincible abyss that's incredibly quiet.

"The demon... Not again? ”

Yang Anxin jumped his head, gave birth to a sense of nervousness, and held the long sword tightly.

With such a big fog, why didn't those elders come to check it?

When Yang Anxin was secretly anxious, strange footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor outside the door.

Click, click...

The sound was faint, as if someone was moving.

Not only that, but there was an indescribable smell of rotting aquatic plants that suddenly came, extremely clear, along the cracks in the doors and windows, surging towards the room.

At this moment, the cold hair on Yang Fang's body instantly stood up, and he quickly held his breath.

The demon... Got on board?

Squeak...

A screeching sound of the door opening suddenly came from the right side of the corridor, only a dozen meters away from him.

It seemed that the demon was pushing the door open from the outside.

Click, click..

Faint footsteps walked toward the room.

Every footstep, Yang Fang could hear it clearly.

He could even make up in his brain everything that was happening in the corridor at the moment, and he only felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

The evil spirits are going to push the doors one by one?

His heart was turned upside down, and he was shocked, and he slowly moved his steps, approaching the window on one side, and gently pushing the window, trying not to make a sound, trying to escape through the window.

But he still overestimated the quality of such ancient windows.

Before, because it was too dead, when this moment was pushed, it inevitably made a screeching sound.

At the moment when this voice sounded, a strange laugh suddenly came from the corridor outside.

"Hee-hee-hee..."

The laughter was fast approaching him, as if the demon had noticed his movements.

With bursts of extremely pungent smell of rotting aquatic plants.

The closed doors were shaking rapidly, making a clicking sound, Yang Fang only felt as if an incomparably large shadow was pressing towards his room, and the terrifying aura made him feel horrified.

"Elder help!"

He finally yelled desperately, slammed open the window, and jumped outside.