I don't need to be reminded by Master, I'm already pulling hard.

It stands to reason that Huang Yougui is such a thin middle-aged man, how much can he weigh?

Dragging such a person ashore, not to mention raising hands, but it will not take much effort.

But at this time, I felt that there was an extremely strong force at the other end of the rope.

I tugged on the rope with both hands, and found that I couldn't pull it, and the two sides were deadlocked.

Even if I took a breath of true qi and gathered strength, I only slowly pulled the rope out of the water half a meter long.

In the place where the fish nest is played, the river water is "rattling", and there seem to be big fish swimming back and forth in the water.

Master frowned when he saw that my feet were kicking the ground with some difficulty.

Holding a fishing rod in one hand, he quickly drew a yellow talisman with the other.

And Mao Jing also noticed that something was wrong on my side for the first time, and hurriedly rushed up and grabbed the rope.

But the two of us exerted force at the same time, and I also felt a little unmoved.

Pan Ling and Zhang Yuchen were not idle, and hurried to help.

Master took out a yellow talisman, pinched it in his hand, and threw it into the air:

"Edict!"

When the yellow talisman was shot, there was a "boom" on the fish nest in the river, and a faint talisman fire appeared.

With the appearance of the runic fire, the surface of the river was also illuminated more clearly.

Under the light mist, we saw that under the surface of the water, there seemed to be pale human faces, which were illuminated.

The faces of the men were distorted, their black eyes widened, and their mouths wide open.

It's like floating on your back under water, as if you're screaming loudly again.

But because of the river, they made a sound.

This scene was seen by all of us on the shore, and we all felt terrifying.

Under this turbulent river, there are so many water ghosts gathered at this moment......

However, as the spell fire was extinguished, the pale faces under the river also disappeared.

You can only see the splashing water, and black shadows, like fish, swimming around in the river.

Surprise is surprise, but the strength in our hands has not decreased at all, but has increased a little.

With the appearance of the spell fire, the dragging force at the other end of the rope is also constantly decreasing.

Several of us continued to work together, and began to pull little by little to the shore, constantly falling backwards.

Soon after the spell fire was extinguished, Huang Yougui, who sank to the bottom, was finally dragged onto the river beach little by little.

At this time, Huang Yougui was lying on the river beach, motionless.

The skin looks very pale......

It's the same color as the general teachers in the formalin pool, who have been soaked in white.

"Hurry up and drag him ashore!"

The master took the fishing rod and hurriedly spoke.

At the same time, he sprinkled several handfuls of yin rice into the river water in a row.

The turbulent river became more intense.

A few of us did not dare to slack off, and hurried to the riverbank.

Together with Zhang Yuchen, I dragged Huang Yougui to the shore......

When I got to a safe place, I put Huang Yougui flat on the ground.

It was found that Huang Yougui's neck, as well as ankles, and even his arms, had bruised handprints.

This was clearly caught by the dirt in the river.

Not only that, Huang Yougui obviously drank a stomach full of river water, and his stomach was already very supplied.

His face was pale, and he was no longer breathing or heartbeat.

At the moment of heaven, the three fires above his head were also in a state of being extinguished.

It's so weak that it will disappear in a breath.

Zhang Yuchen looked surprised, and at the same time a little panicked:

"Oudoudou, he is not breathing, and the three fires are going to be extinguished."

But the three of us are relatively stable.

As long as he does not extinguish the three fires, he will be saved.

Unless he is at the end of his life, he deserves to die here today.

The professional instinct of medicine is to have me crack his mouth, pick out his tongue, and do CPR.

But the profession of Taoist priest allows us to have a better way, soul fixing.

Without waiting for me to perform, Mao Jing had already pinched the trick and changed his handprints.

An edict came out of his mouth:

"Three bright caves, Xuanyun purple cover.

Teach the technique to the body, and return to the soul.

Soul fixing; Haste as a law, edict. ”

A finger pointed out, directly above his eyebrows.

Mao Jing was a little bit, and Huang Yougui, who was lying on the ground, shook violently.

The three fires on his head suddenly went from faint to a little stronger.

Then, as soon as Huang Yougui's eyes opened, he opened his mouth and began to spit out water with a "vomit".

Apparently, the soul-fixing technique worked.

Better than a defibrillator in a hospital......

Seeing that Huang Yougui woke up, everyone was also relieved.

Huang Yougui kept vomiting "wow, wow, wow", spitting out a lot of river water, and his face changed from the white corpse at the beginning to gradually became bloody.

The master held a fishing rod in one hand and sprinkled yin rice in the other, and said in a low voice:

"You're in the water, didn't you vomit the blood of the cockscomb?"

When Huang Yougui, who vomited, heard this, he felt a little weak and apologetic:

"Song, Master Song, I, I wanted to vomit, but I was suddenly grabbed by someone just now, and as soon as I was in a hurry, I swallowed the blood of the cockscomb into my stomach in one bite, and as a result, I didn't vomit out......"

Hearing this, several of us present felt speechless for a while.

Look at his vomit, there is indeed blood.

I'm going to say, how did you pull it so hard just now?

It turned out that this Huang Yougui was in the water, and something went wrong......

Fortunately, this fork is not fatal and can be saved.

Otherwise, his life would have to be filled into this river first.

When Master heard this, he also took a sharp breath, and he could hear it from afar.

Under normal circumstances, Master's violent temper would definitely scold him.

But this time, the master suppressed his emotions and said:

"Once you can live, the second time you don't have to."

As soon as Master's words fell, Master's fishing rod suddenly sank.

The "hiss" sound of the fishing line pulling and pulling was constantly sounding.

This is, in the middle of the fish.

Master's face was overjoyed, and he commanded:

"Prepare to throw chickens and burn paper people."

Hearing this, everyone no longer paid attention to Huang Yougui and stood by.

Huang Yougui's task of beating the nest can be regarded as completed.

And the master dragged the fishing rod and kept reeling the fishing line.

He muttered to himself:

"Let Lao Tzu see, is it a ghost, or a fish......"

The rod has been pulled and bent, very bent.

But the master was not afraid of the fishing rod being broken at all, so he directly deadlifted and kept reeling the line.

The "hiss" line is constantly being retracted.

The river began to churn, and the sound of "bang-la-la-la" water continued.

In the end, I heard a low roar of "ah", and a dead man's head, whose mouth was pierced by a fish hook, was dragged directly out of the river.

Long hair, pale skin, black eyes and distorted faces, constantly struggling in the water, hands holding on to the fishing line.

As soon as he showed his head, he let out a low roar of "wah, wow, wow......

Master's first rod was not caught by a yin fish, but by a female water ghost......

When the master saw the other party showing his head, he shouted in a low voice:

"Ashore!"

With a hard flick of the rod, the female water ghost who was hooked through the mouth made a "whoosh" and was directly dragged out of the river.

"Bang" smashed on the shore, and the earth's qi was like a red-hot soldering iron to her, burning the female water ghost "Ahhh

Zhang Yuchen and I rushed forward with the fishbone sword and the copper coin sword, ready to subdue the water ghost.

Pan Ling directly ignited a white paper figure.

Mao Jing stood on one side and whispered:

"Chicken King Hongfu."

A big rooster shrank its pupils, stretched its neck, flapped its wings, and rushed into the river with a "coo-coo".

As a result, as soon as he jumped into the river, several miserable white hands appeared, grabbing the big rooster.

The big rooster "cooed" and sank directly into the river......