Chapter 155

The staircase seems to have been dug out with a hoe, about a foot wide, and can only accommodate one person, and is flanked by dense thorny grass.

Wu Shaochun said:

"I'll go ahead."

He took the lead, Zhao Fusheng walked second, and before going down the stairs, she turned her head and glanced in the direction of Zhuang Laoqi's death in the rear.

From Zhao Fusheng's point of view, Zhuang Laoqi's bones in the distance were no longer visible, but the flowers that bloomed on his bones were bright red like blood, which was particularly eye-catching and swaggering in this gloomy village.

The origin of this flower is strange, and its usefulness is unknown.

But judging from Kuai Mancai's death, Zhuang Laoqi's death is not a special case, that is to say, this strange black and red flower is inseparable from the ghost, but now everyone has not found the connection between the flower and the ghost.

Zhao Fusheng settled down, she turned her head and followed behind Wu Shaochun, followed by Gou Laosi, Zhang Chuanshi, and Fan Wusu walked in the last formation.

When a group of people went down the slope, they saw that the Huangsha River was rolling and rushing downward.

The sound of the water was loud, the raging river rolled up the waves, and countless fine water mist turned into a drizzle and poured down on the riverbank.

Everyone took a few steps forward, and they felt a large amount of water sprayed on their heads and faces in an instant, and the cold was to the bone.

Wu Shaochun wiped his face and was stunned:

"My lord, what should I do?"

Zhao Fusheng also looked embarrassed.

The river is turbulent, not to mention small boats, even larger ships may not be able to move smoothly on this river, and if you don't make a good one, you are afraid that the boat will capsize and sink.

If the ghost comes, she has the help of the door god, and she has merit points to control the ghost and resolve the disaster, but there is nothing she can do about such a natural disaster.

"Let's take a look at the situation first, I always feel that this water is a little evil."

Zhao Fusheng said this, turned around and looked at Gou Laosi:

"Gou Si, you have come to Zhuangjia Village a lot, is this branch of Shangjiajiang like this in the past——"

She originally wanted to ask if the river had been so rapid before, but the moment Zhao Fusheng turned around, her pupils instantly dilated, and her face showed a hint of horror, looking at Zhang Chuanshi, who was walking behind Gou Laosi.

Zhang Chuanshi was tiptoeing over Gou Laosi's head to look at the river.

He saw that the waves of the river were beating fiercely, which frightened Zhao Fusheng, and he was secretly happy in his heart, feeling that he might not be able to go to Kuailiang Village today.

This is exactly what Zhang Chuanshi wants!

This ghost case in Kuailiang Village is very fierce, Zhao Fusheng is not sure, and everyone going forward will be a murderous and unlucky ending.

It would be great if I could go back home here, but as for the spread of ghost cases in the future, that is in the future.

He felt that Zhao Fusheng turned his head to talk to Gou Laosi, his eyes seemed to fall on him, and he couldn't help but cross Gou Laosi's body, took a step to the side, and said:

"My lord, why don't we go back and get in the carriage—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the irrepressible surprise in Zhao Fusheng's eyes.

It was as if she had seen something very strange.

Zhang Chuanshi had a 'groan' in his heart.

He hasn't been dealing with Zhao Fusheng for a day or two, and he knows her character very well, and she is by no means a person who makes a fuss.

Even today in the Demon Suppression Division, Zhuang Laoqi was suddenly borrowed by a ghost, and she was also calm and calm, at this time, seeing that her eyes were different, she must have something strange happening to her.

Zhang Chuanshi panicked in his heart, and when he didn't know what was wrong with him, Fan Wusu behind him suddenly stepped forward and pointed at him in surprise:

"Lao Zhang, why are you holding this bad thing?"

"Hold? What are you holding? ”

Zhang Weishi replied uneasily.

As he spoke, he looked down - he saw his hands folded on his chest, and a branch of red and blood-like flowers with slender branches was sandwiched between his thumb and palm, and held flat in front of his chest.

The outer edge of the petals of the flower was red and almost black, and it bloomed in layers, exuding a strange smell, like sweet but not sweet, fishy but not fishy.

This is clearly the ghost flower he picked from Zhuang Laoqi's corpse!

But Zhang Chuanshi took it off at that time and threw it out, after that, Zhao Fusheng looked at his back, there was no ghost mark, and there was no clue when he checked Zhuangjia Village all the way, when did this ghost flower reappear in his palm, he himself didn't notice it at all?

The more Zhang Chuanshi thought about it, the more frightened he became, and immediately threw the flower to the ground with both hands.

After throwing it, he felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly pulled his sleeve and picked up the flower stem, walked quickly to the river, and threw the flower into the river.

The surging river swept the flowers into the undercurrent, and in an instant, the little bright red was submerged by the yellow water, and it quickly rushed down, gradually moving away from Zhang Chuanshi's field of vision.

"Whew-"

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Chuanshi shook his arm, because he threw the flower too hard before, and his forearm was sore at this time.

He saw the flowers being swept away by the current, but he was still not very relieved, so he came back quickly and turned his back to Zhao Fusheng:

"Adults will help me look at my back."

With that, he tore his clothes apart.

Seeing that his back was clean, and there was still no trace of bruises and ghosts, Zhao Fusheng said:

"There are no ghost markers."

Now Zhang Chuanshi obviously relaxed a little more, and put on his clothes:

"That's good."

He turned around a little unnaturally:

"This flower is really weird, I threw it into the water now, I don't believe it is so evil, it will come back to my hands."

Having said that, he was obviously still not completely at ease, and turned his head to look in the direction of the river, constantly rubbing his hands, and his heart could not be completely calm.

"Don't worry, Lao Zhang, it should be fine."

Fan Wusu saw that he looked worried, his right leg that was tilted away kept shaking, and the soles of his feet stepped on the sand and gravel on the ground, so he comforted him.

But it's okay if Fan Wusu doesn't speak, as soon as he speaks, Zhang Chuanshi suddenly bursts into his heart full of anger:

"How dare you say it! If it weren't for you, the plagued little calf, who harmed me and asked me to catch and pick the flower, would I have been able to get into trouble with this evil thing? ”

The more Zhang Chuanshi spoke, the more angry he became, pointing at Fan Wusu and scolding:

"If Lao Tzu dies, he will immediately revive the ghost and kill you first."

"The ghost case is the duty of the adult, you revive the ghost, the adult will kill you first!" Fan Wuxu refused to admit defeat and immediately went back.

"Hey! You bitch—"

“……”

Zhao Fusheng was speechless, Wu Shaochun was at a loss, and shouted awkwardly:

"Stop arguing."

"Shut up!"

Zhao Fusheng couldn't bear it anymore, and clenched his fists:

"When is it, it's still an endless quarrel."

"My lord-" Zhang Chuanshi was a little aggrieved, and was about to speak, when Zhao Fusheng scolded:

"Don't speak!"

Fan Wusu showed a smug expression, and the next moment, Zhao Fusheng turned his head to look at him coldly, he shrank his head and shrugged his shoulders, not daring to get carried away anymore.

After temporarily resolving this internal contradiction, Zhao Fusheng looked at Gou Laosi:

"Gou Laosi, was the river outside this village like this before?"

"No, sir."

Hearing this, Gou Laosi hurriedly shook his head:

"If the river is so fast, then it's worth it?"

He said:

"My house is not too far from Zhuangjia Village, just across a mountain, and close to this river, not in May and June, the river will not be so urgent."

"Kuailiang Village is just across the street from Zhuangjia Village." Speaking of this, Gou Laosi stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance.

But the river was turbulent, the other side of the river was shrouded in black mist, and as far as the eye could see, all you could see was the muddy and yellowish river, and the end of the river was gradually swallowed up by the black.

"Because Kuailiang Village produces white soybean, there are many outsiders, businessmen, and merchants who go there, so there is a river crossing boat here, and people will be picked up from here every morning and evening to cross the river."

Gou Laosi pointed in a direction in the distance:

"When my old cousin Zhuang Siniang got married, we also went to see off our relatives, and the ferry was over there."

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, but they didn't see any ferries, only a piece of yellow water rolling.

Gou Laosi said with some embarrassment:

"It's just a flat beach, where everyone usually goes ashore, but at this time it may be flooded and you can't see it."

"What time does the ship come over?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

Gou Laosi said:

"It's usually the end of the hour, the beginning of the unitary hour (about seven o'clock in the morning, five o'clock in the afternoon)."

Zhao Fusheng said:

"Then this time must have passed the end of the unitary time, and it is not yet the beginning of the unitary time."

In the morning, when she was talking with Pang Zhixian and others, she heard a conflict between Zhuang Laoqi and Gou Si, and it was at least eight o'clock in the morning (about eight o'clock in the morning).

It took more than an hour for the intermediate trial and the departure of the preparatory car, and now it should be around noon (about twelve o'clock).

"Yes, it may take a while—" Gou Laosi nodded.

But Wu Shaochun had doubts:

"My lord, what Gou Si said is a normal situation, but I think Kuailiang Village is probably not a normal situation now, will this ship still come?"

"Yes."

Zhao Fusheng nodded affirmatively.

When everyone heard this, they were shocked, and they all felt a chill in their backs inexplicably, and they were faintly uneasy in their hearts.

"Why?" Wu Shaochun scratched his head, a little puzzled.

"We are 'guests' invited by Zhuang Laoqi." Zhao Fusheng explained, "Zhuang Laoqi is a carrier of powerful ghosts, and he is also a 'curse source' that spreads the invitation of powerful ghosts, and wherever he goes, the people around him will be easily marked by powerful ghosts, and once they are marked, they will be on the list of powerful ghosts." ”

In other words, after being on the list, you are a guest of the ghost.

"The ghost still has to think of a way to invite us to Kuailiang Village?" Zhao Fusheng said quite confidently:

"Otherwise, which hospitality is so rude, and others have to find their own way to rush there?"

"......" Fan Wusu was speechless, and muttered at the end:

"I don't want to be a guest."

"There is another problem, that is, I have been thinking about the flower that Lao Zhang picked."

Her words made Zhang Chuanshi's scalp tighten, and he hurriedly said to forgive:

"My lord, don't mention whether that flower will become or not?"

"This flower looks weird now, you threw it out yourself, how could it come back to you inexplicably? I don't think you can throw this flower away, and you will come back. ”

After Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, he remembered the corpse of Kuai Mancai in the village chief's house:

"If Kuai Mancai is consistent with Zhuang Laoqi's death, if flowers also bloom on his corpse, where did those flowers go?"

Her words frightened Zhang Chuanshi all over the ground, where to care about the flowers that bloomed after Kuai Mancai's death, and just kept saying:

"That flower can't be so evil, right? Can't come back, right? I threw it into the river, the river is so turbulent, I think I have to travel dozens of miles in a quarter of an hour, and we should have been washed away long ago when we were talking——"

He was a little bored, and the restless Gou Laosi suddenly seemed to feel something, turned his head to look in the direction of the river, and then his body shook heavily and shouted:

"Look, sir."

A few people followed him and stretched out their fingers, only to see a dark boat on the vast river in the distance, bumping on the cusp of the storm, all the way to the direction of Zhuangjia Village.

"Boat!" Fan Wusu exhaled in a low voice.

"The ship is coming."

Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

She is relaxed on the surface, but she is extremely cautious on the inside.

Compared with the smile on her face, Zhang Chuanshi looked anxious.

There was no man at the helm of the boat, only an empty boat, but that was not a cause for his uneasiness, and he always felt that the ship was like a beast of prey to him, as if the arrival of the ship would take his life.

"My lord—"

Zhang Chuanshi shouted uneasily.

"Don't panic."

Zhao Fusheng responded calmly, she thought about it, and said:

"Lao Zhang, you turn around and take off your shirt."

Zhang Chuanshi usually cheats and cheats, suspicious and serious, when Zhao Fusheng tells him to do things, he always beware of trying to harm him, and he will always argue a few more words.

But at this time, Zhao Fusheng asked him to strip and turn around, he only hesitated for a moment, then stripped and turned around, with his back to Zhao Fusheng.

Although Zhang Chuanshi chose to believe Zhao Fusheng, he was still a little uneasy and asked:

"What do you want to do, sir?"

Zhao Fusheng did not reply to him, but asked rhetorically:

"Lao Zhang, are you afraid of pain? Mind getting hurt? ”

Originally, Zhang Chuanshi was very mindful of being injured, but at this time, he may have been marked by a powerful ghost, and his life and death are uncertain on this trip to Kuailiang Village, where can he still care about pain and injury?

"As long as you can save your life!"

Zhang Chuanshi thought about this clearly, and said briskly:

"No matter how painful it is, can it have the pain of peeling in Kotou Village?" He recalled the moment when the doghead village was skinned by a powerful ghost and woke up in severe pain, and he was shocked.

Then he said with a bitter face:

"My lord, what do you want to do? I was a little scared. ”

Zhao Fusheng did not reply to him, but asked:

"Which of you will break a branch or a sharp stone for me."

The eyes of Wu Shaochun, Fan Bidan and Gou Laosi frequently looked at the boat on the river, and the strange black boat with an ominous aura crossed the river waves and approached in the direction of several people.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Wu Shaochun hurriedly said:

"My lord, I brought a dagger."

"That's just right," Zhao Fusheng was overjoyed when he heard this: "Give me the knife." ”

When Zhang Chuanshi heard that Zhao Fusheng wanted a knife, he felt uneasy, and glanced back at Zhao Fusheng uneasily, and felt a cold swish in his back, and then glared at Wu Shaochun:

"You kid dare to carry a knife."

The imperial court explicitly forbade ordinary people to travel with swords, and after being reported to the official, they would be exiled and beheaded.

Wu Shaochun smiled 'hehe':

"The rules left over from the previous Huanggang Village when the goods were delivered."

Without much explanation, he bent down and opened his trouser leg, tied a dagger to his calf, and handed it to Zhao Fusheng after he untied it.

Zhao Fusheng took the dagger, removed the dirty unknown leather scabbard, and said to Zhang Chuanshi:

"Hold back the pain, turn around, and straighten your back."

The boat was getting closer and closer, and time was pressing, so she had to move faster.

Things have reached such a point that Zhang Chuanshi can't help but regret and be afraid, Zhao Fusheng will never be able to kill him at this time - in fact, with her strength, even if she wants to kill him, Zhang Chuanshi has nothing to do.

Zhang Chuanshi's expression was uncertain, and finally gritted his teeth, and said angrily: "Adults just do it." ”

It's been a bit busy these two days, so I should take a leave of absence tomorrow.