Chapter 991 The Nine Dragon Treasure Ship Enters the Dragon Abyss
Sixty-eight-year-old Mr. Wang stood on the Chaoguan pontoon. There was no one around except for a group of them who were making a brazier on the pontoon.
Since that day, the Red Mansion Ghost Ship crashed here and the bridge piers were covered with banknotes. No one dared to walk on this pontoon bridge at night.
Mr. Wang was wearing a new white coat, his hair was newly trimmed, and his sideburns were shaved cleanly. He was carrying gold paper and sending it into the brazier.
"The craftsmanship of this paper king is unusual. His gold paper is made from oak tree bark, mixed with dozens of fragrant herbs, and made through the secret method of nine thousand nine hundred hammers. It is so effective that half of Zhigu City burns paper from it.
I bought it from him, but this is the real thing! He only sells it to experts. We have many ghosts and rituals, so we would rather be more complicated and have everything in order. Maybe it will save your life..."
"For such a big job in the past, we still had to prepare all three animals and six rituals!"
Mr. Wang was talking nonchalantly to the young man next to him, and the young man looked troubled: "Dad!"
He shouted loudly, and then whispered: "That Zhazhi King is a traitor to the White Lotus Sect, and his shop has been closed down by the government! You should also speak softer, don't let the people in the Yamen hear you!"
Mr. Wang's hands trembled, and he smiled bitterly and said: "That's right, you inherited my incense, which can be regarded as leaving a trail for our old Wang family. Please stop doing this evil business!"
Mr. Wang carefully took off a pair of black cloth shoes, stepped on the new white socks on the ground, and threw up the two shoes.
I saw two shoes, one behind the other, turned over, one on top of the other.
Mr. Wang was stunned for a moment, picked it up and threw it away again. The next time, the exact same situation appeared in front of the old man again.
This happened three times, with exactly the same result, and the old man's hands trembled slightly.
The four-eyed Taoist priest wearing glasses next to him sighed, turned his head and asked Zhang Sanzhi in a low voice: "We have people in the south who throw divination. One yin and one yang are the Holy Grail, which means that the gods agree! Does this mean that the gods don't agree with him?
Go to hell?"
Zhang Sanzhi had a complex expression on his face: "There is a rule for walking through the Yin. When passing through the Yin, the two shoes under the couch must be lifted up and down. If you lift up your shoes as much as possible, you will never come back!"
Taoist Priest Four Eyes looked at Mr. Wang, who was throwing shoes again and again with trembling hands, with a look of unbearable expression on his face: "The gods don't agree, this is a bad sign! Why force it?"
Zhang Sanzhi didn't say anything, but looked coldly at Mr. Wang, who was sweating profusely. His cloth shoes fell off again and again, and he would pick them up again and again. Eighteen times in a row, without exception, Mr. Wang was in despair, and his pale hair was wet.
Yes, even the cold river wind cannot dry it.
He knelt down tremblingly and kowtowed: "My ancestors are on top!"
"Being unworthy of the descendants and leaving them poor, being poor and without heirs is a grave crime that ruins the bloodline of our ancestors! After death, we have no shame to see our ancestors. Now we ask someone to find some bloodline, restore human relations, and accept the trust of others. Finally, we can walk away...
Returning to the Yin Road, I dare not ask for the blessings of my ancestors...
I just ask my ancestors to see that the Wang family has a fragrance again! It is not a pity to die in poverty. I hope the ancestors will protect the Wang family's fragrance. If any descendants are virtuous and foolish, fail to pass on the bloodline, or murder the descendants of the Wang family, I will fall into the Nine Netherworld.
It also turns into a vicious ghost and is entangled!"
The more Mr. Wang spoke, the louder his voice became, and the children and grandchildren next to him trembled when they heard the words.
He resolutely threw up his shoes for the nineteenth time. This time, it was finally the opposite. Wang Qiong made a sound and knocked down the stone brick, staining the stone red with blood.
Zhang Sanzhi looked at this scene coldly, without any emotion in his eyes, until Mr. Wang picked up the frightening gong, put on a human skin coat, and held a white lantern. The filial son behind him led a six or seven-year-old
The boy is holding a small package.
The boy looked at this scene and timidly shouted: "Grandpa!"
Mr. Wang's face softened a little. He touched his grandson's head and said, "Bring the uncle out!"
The boy then took out a porcelain doll from the small package in his arms. It looked so naive, with a white porcelain body and black eyebrows. Under the pale candlelight of the white lantern next to it, it looked even colder.
The clay doll's lively and lovely eyebrows seemed so strange and lifeless at this moment.
The red thread that tied the doll also became a black ink thread. One end tied the doll, and the other end was carefully tied by the boy to Mr. Wang's wrist.
"Light up the lantern!"
Zhang Sanzhi gave a cold command, and white lanterns suddenly lit up on both sides of the canal.
Rows of white lanterns are reflected on the water, and the river is rippled, just like heavy cargo ships breaking through the water. The waves are set off, and water marks are drawn from a distance, like nine sharp arrows breaking through the calm.
of the South Canal.
The disciples of the Caobang raised the white linen chess flags and diverted the water as usual, guiding the invisible Yin ship to dock at the dock.
"discharge!"
The Caobang disciples roared loudly, and their naked bodies were walking on green leather, carrying heavy burdens. However, the river wind blew away the corner covered with black cloth, and it was clear that they were just gold and silver jewelry tied with paper, carriages, boats, horses and buildings.
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Mr. Wang only glanced at it, then raised his head slightly in surprise.
Zhang San pointed and nodded: "Old man, these are all for you on the way. His White Lotus Sect is indeed a powerful one, but we local snakes are not fools for nothing. There is just a paper-making king, and I took over his shop.
All the treasures accumulated over the past thirty years are here!"
The walking disciples carried poles to the pier and jumped into the river one by one. They sank into the dark river without even raising a splash.
There seemed to be something surging beneath the surface of the river.
The two burdens were put down, and two baskets were filled with chicken, duck and fish meat tied with paper, rattles, tiger head hats, foreign pictures, and small clothes.
As a spark fell, a phosphorus fire suddenly came up, and the entire burden was burned down, and paper ashes and cigarettes fell all over the sky.
Zhang blew out a mouthful of cigarette ashes with three fingers, and saw several child-like figures on the Chaoguan pontoon walking through the smoke, and a few children's laughter echoed from time to time on the empty river.
Zhang held the wicker with three fingers and shouted into the night sky: "Get out of the way!"
The wicker flicked in the air, making a whistle like a whip.
Only the children's laughter disappeared, and the entire Chaoguan pontoon suddenly made a creaking sound.
Four big, majestic, child-sized roosters with their wings tied up were thrown into the river. As the roosters fluttered on the water, a one-horned snake head the size of a millstone flew across the water quickly. It was all black, like a
Cast iron.
The rooster flapped its wings desperately and struggled to escape on the water, but its wings were tied so that it could only flap on the water.
With a muffled sound, four huge black figures rushed from under the bridge towards the roosters floating at the mouth of the Sancha River. At this moment, the blood medicine fed to the roosters was suddenly stimulated, and the four roosters suddenly broke away from the rope and flew away.
stand up.
Four huge snake heads rushed out of the water. Under the Chaoguan pontoon bridge, the huge iron ship moved, and the entire pontoon bridge was divided into two and split at the waist.
"The foreigners have their iron bridges, and we also have our bridges of ghosts and gods!" Zhang Sanzhi's eyes flashed with semen, and he shouted at Mr. Wang next to him: "The ship is here, why don't you get on the road?"
In the middle of the disconnected Chaoguan pontoon, under the water, a huge dragon boat slowly passed by.
Behind it, a fleet of ships lined up as far as the eye could see.
A wealthy-looking man wearing a brocade robe stood at the bow of the ship, with no blood on his face, smiling and holding his hands in front of everyone.
Mr. Wang laughed miserably, fell headfirst into the water.
When the Kowloon fleet was crossing the bridge, there was a crackling noise on both sides, and eighteen green skins jumped off.
The four-eyed Taoist priest also took a look. He was originally a Taoist priest from Nanmaoshan. He had transported corpse kings to the imperial court. He had never seen any evil things, but after taking this look, his heart was really stunned.
The nine dragon boats are clearly visible. They are an old boat with a complete set of flags, ropes, masts, anchors and flags. They have a way of coming and going. The tung-painted hull is painted with an exquisitely embroidered dragon flag, which is the secret code of the cao gang.
Everything is complete, and the sailors on the ship are also complete. There are soldiers escorting the ship and sailors operating the ship. There are more than a hundred people in the ship.
At this time, even if the Four-Eyed Taoist had heard about it, he should have recognized the Nine Dragon Treasure Ship.
This is obviously the famous copper ship of Zhigu. Every year, Yunnan copper comes to Beijing and is transported to Baoquan Bureau.
Zhang San pointed out that the nine treasure ships that sank in the river were a bloodbath of the copper fleet. Together with the treasures on them, they sank into the South Canal. Not only a wealthy owner, but also thousands of people in the fleet were buried alive.
Such a fleet goes to see the Queen of Heaven!
The four-eyed Taoist priest adjusted the glasses on his face and said incoherently, "This, this..."
Zhang San pointed out a smile: "Taoist Master, don't panic, this year's copper ships have passed. These nine dragon ships are not Yunnan copper entering the capital, but treasures collected by your majesty from the south for elixir refining. I wanted to deceive others, but as the copper ships came,
It was merged into the capital, but the news leaked out that there were thieves coming to hijack the ship, so we wasted our time and prepared to attract the attention of the people of the world when the longevity medicine transported by the foreigners arrived in the capital, and then secretly transported it into the capital."
"But I still let my brother find out!"
Zhang pointed three fingers and smiled slightly: "Originally, hijacking this ship attracted the attention of the whole world, so I may not be able to afford it."
"But when Master Xuanzhen comes to this world, even the one above him can't sit still..."
The four-eyed Taoist priest did not say anything. This kind of skill is definitely not something that a small green-skinned business can accomplish. Even if the White Lotus Sect wants to do such a big thing, it will have to use all its strength. For a mere ghost lawsuit, who can do it?
Such handwriting speaks for itself.
But why did the imperial court pay such a price? Could it be... was it really just for...
"Who is Master Xuanzhen?" The four-eyed Taoist priest said in confusion, "Could it be someone like Liu Xiu, Chongba..."
Zhang saw the hesitation of the four-eyed Taoist priest at a glance with three fingers. He shook his head and said with a smile: "Taoist master, don't think too much, Guangwu Hongwu may not be as good as his status!"
"He is a person from the sky. What does our Long Live Master want to do by refining the elixir of immortality? It is not just to ascend to immortality. Nowadays, how can there be any elixir of eternity that can compare with the reincarnation of a living immortal god?"
"They are all refining medicines and medicinal materials. Is there any difference between throwing them into the alchemy furnace in the capital and throwing them into the alchemy furnace in Zhigu?"
Zhang's three fingers seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"Even if these nine ships of treasure cannot win a glance from the Queen of Heaven, they are enough to calm Long Yuan and sink him into the mouth of the Sancha River!"
"In the past, my founder, Qingpi Xing, was like a river sinking. The iron chains at his feet were as thick as his arms and were tied to stones as big as millstones. Now, there are nine treasure ships tied to the river sinking, each worth hundreds of thousands of stones."
"I don't know if it can be so heavy. Can it break open the legendary bottomless dragon abyss?"
Chapter completed!