Chapter 678: The Wharf is Different

By the afternoon, everything that had been ordered to go down was ready.

The Eight Kings and the King of the Yangtze River went to the upper reaches of the canal in the capital, and by the way, according to his instructions, the river in the canal was cut off at any time, and Han Meng also returned to the dart board, and Sha Jin carried a large basket, which was filled with offerings made of yellow paper, offerings, incense and candles, and other necessary things.

But Wu Xiang had already woken up, and he just sat on the steps on the side and ate and drank with a roast leg of lamb, and the matter of the water ghost had no effect on him at all.

"Han Meng, take all the darts in the dart bureau and the armor soldiers to the backyard for the time being to rest, and you are not allowed to walk out of the backyard for half a step without my orders. Li Xiuyuan looked at the sky and immediately said, "If someone doesn't listen to the advice, you can take it directly." ”

"Yes, young master. Han Meng clenched his fists and immediately got busy.

"Sha Jin, take a few people to spread the things you bought in the courtyard, put a sacrifice on each table, and then go get dozens of torches for later use. Li Xiu said from afar.

"Yes, host. ”

Sha Jin answered, and immediately began to do what was told with a few sick dartheads.

After everything is set up.

Li Xiuyuan moved a chair by himself and sat outside the lobby alone, he was wearing armor, the sword was across his thigh, holding the sword with both hands, and closing his eyes to recuperate.

Little by little, time passed.

From morning to afternoon to evening.

Watching the sun set little by little, the sky gradually darkened, and the cool breeze of the night began to rise.

At this moment, near the canal pier in the capital.

The cargo ships here have stopped transporting goods, and the Lifu on the dock has gone home to rest, except for some still busy shopkeepers, the account office is counting the goods, and if you want to keep accounts, there are only passers who happen to pass by here.

The ordinary people in the capital also follow the habit of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

The bustle of the night market has nothing to do with them, they are all rich disciples from good families, idle and boring scholars will only go to play, and other than that, there are only the vendors of the night market.

In the past, the wharf was very clean, but today, just after nightfall, strange things happened in the canal next to the wharf.

"Gollum~!"

Bubbles suddenly appeared on the dark surface of the river, and the blisters only rose in two or three places at first, as if a big fish was coming out of the water and exhaling, but it was not quite like it, but this kind of thing became more and more intense, and in less than a moment, the whole canal seemed to be boiling

, blisters appeared one after another.

From less to more, and then spread to the entire river.

Such a strange scene startled the few shopkeepers who were still lingering near the dock.

"What's going on in the river, how are there so many blisters? Could it be that there's a big fish passing by?"

But the shopkeeper was not finished.

The bubbles that bubbled up in the river changed again, and the places where the bubbles bubbled formed a whirlpool, the big ones were like bathtubs, and the small ones were the size of bucket hats, and the whirlpools were densely distributed, and they looked particularly strange under the dim lanterns next to the ferry.

The shopkeeper had never seen such a strange thing, and could not help but go to the ferry and look into the river.

Just glanced at it, he immediately screamed in fright, and directly sat down in the back.

Then he stood up with a rolling belt, and ran forward without his head.

"Shopkeeper Shen, what's wrong, why are you in such a hurry, have you sorted out the accounts of your shop?"

Someone next to the ferry saw the shopkeeper running away and asked.

"Nothing will happen to this shopkeeper. When a few account offices saw their shopkeepers like this, they couldn't help but put down what they were doing and chased after them to ask.

Eventually, they found Shopkeeper Shen in a nearby inn.

"Don't, don't go to the dock, there's a corpse in the water, a lot of floating corpses are soaked in the water, and it's an evil one, it must be an evil one today......," the shopkeeper Shen stammered as he grabbed the bookkeeper's hand, as if he had seen something most terrifying.

The other guests of the inn were all shocked when they heard this, and they were not even in the mood to eat.

At this moment, there was a gust of wind blowing near the pier.

The wind whistled from the surface of the river, forming a whirlpool in mid-air and falling to the ground, turning into a gray-faced, colorless man wearing a shroud, who looked around with strange eyes.

After seeing that everything was normal, the men waved to the river behind them.

Immediately, the sound of gongs and drums sounded above the river, and then four servants who looked like paper figures carried sedan chairs across the river, and finally landed on the dock, standing there motionless and waiting, counting the sedan chairs, but there were dozens of them, I don't know why

What people prepared.

Whoa......

Suddenly there was a splash in the river, and the river overflowed, and the waves rolled up and crashed on the riverbank.

The soaking white corpses jumped down the waves and fell to the shore, and the ground was immediately covered with wet footprints.

The surrounding yin qi instantly intensified, and the surroundings became extremely cold.

There was a thick smell of water in the air.

"Meng San, yesterday's owner of the Shunfeng Dart Bureau has really promised to set up three hundred tables of tribute tonight for us to enjoy?"

A gloomy voice sounded, but when he saw a tall, white corpse covered in blistering, he opened his mouth to ask.

The soldier who stayed in the dart bureau during the day to deliver the letter hurriedly replied: "How dare you deceive the generals for such a small thing, and even more dare not deceive the second general of the ghost." ”

"It's best not to dare to deceive, General Ben doesn't want to run in vain, the day is over, I don't hear that there are three hundred tables of tribute, General Ben is not willing to go on this trip at all, since General Ben is here, the last guy will prepare the tribute, otherwise today let all the people in the dart game be water ghosts. "This

Only the water ghost is called the second general of the ghost, and it is obvious that his status is extraordinary.

"Ghost San, what happened to you last time? Why did you lose such a big person, and you were beaten out of your Dao for hundreds of years, and you still don't dare to retaliate back? If it weren't for our departure this time, I don't know when this evil breath will come out. ”

"Yes, it is enough for us to be bullied during our lifetime, but will we also be bullied after death? Whoever dares to offend our king in the capital will not have a good end. ”

"But ghost three, we won't help you in vain, the female ghost Xiao Xie who was caught yesterday is good, after tomorrow I will dedicate it to the king, if the king rewards it, it will belong to me. A demon said coldly.

"That living woman is not bad, but she has the breath of Xiangguo Temple on her body, and she has been blessed by the mental power of that bald donkey, and when she wanted to do it yesterday, there was a King Kong God living in her body, so we couldn't succeed, but the King Kong God couldn't protect her for long, and this time I enjoyed the tribute

After that, the living woman turned her into a female ghost. ”

General Ghost San's face is ugly at the moment, his Taoism has plummeted now, although he is still a general, his status has plummeted.

"You'd better be careful, that person's way of doing is extraordinary, I think you should report this matter to the king, so that the king can see if it is appropriate?"

"Hmph, what's inappropriate, the Shangyuan Festival was originally the time when we went to Beijing to enjoy the incense kung fu, but a place in the south of the city has been assigned to the king, and other forces will not care, since the people have expired, let's go." ”

Soon.

The whispering of the pier subsided, but then there was a burst of gongs and drums, and at the same time, dozens of sedan chairs, carrying ghosts and gods from all walks of life, walked down the street all the way to the south of the city.

And behind the sedan chair is thousands of unjust ghosts.

They have different forms, including old ghosts in the mountains and wilderness, young female ghosts, and brave ghosts.

These are the generals in front, and this time they came only because the Shangyuan Festival was coming, so they came out in advance to enjoy the incense offerings.

That's why Meng San dared to open his mouth like this and asked Li Xiuyuan to prepare three hundred tables for worship.

I thought that Li Xiuyuan would refuse, but I didn't expect to agree.

Although he also felt that there was something wrong with Li Xiuyuan agreeing so readily, he didn't point it out to the generals, anyway, if that person didn't do it at that time, the generals would clean him up, so why should he get involved?

The little soldier Meng San also has his own little thoughts.

Ghosts and gods ride in sedan chairs, and thousands of ghosts are rampant in the streets and alleys.

Such a scene is rare anywhere in the Great Song Kingdom, let alone appearing in the capital, at the feet of the Son of Heaven.

Since ancient times, some people have said that when a country is about to die, there will be demons.

The national strength of the Great Song Kingdom is declining, and even the capital can have so many ghosts and monsters running rampant, and there is no way to be governed, which shows the great problems contained in it.

With the yin wind whistling, dark clouds covering the moon, and the ghost atmosphere is pervasive.

These ferry water ghosts, evil gods from all directions, and countless unjust ghosts are all heading towards the tailwind dart game in the south of the city.

Because they're going to enjoy a rich feast.

On the way, some evil spirits have begun to talk about how to eat, drink, enjoy, and what games they are going to play to spend this wonderful night.

What they don't know, though.

In the dart game, Li Xiuyuan was already well prepared and waiting for the arrival of these evil ghosts.

Holding his sword and sitting, he sat with his eyes closed until dark.

The front yard of the dart bureau was silent and empty, except for Wu Xiang standing behind him with a thick fine iron rod, protecting his safety like a door god.

As for the others, they were all transferred.

Suddenly.

"Woo woo woo ......"

At night, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the distant streets, and the trees in the courtyard immediately swayed, and the lively sound of gongs and drums gradually approached.

"Are you here?"

Li Xiuyuan suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of golden light in his eyes.

"Whoa~!"

A gust of wind slammed against the door of the game, and the heavy gate slammed open as if someone had kicked it hard.