Fang Zheng looked at the vast mist left behind him.

The old monk's figure has disappeared,

A hint of doubt appeared in his heart, why did the old monk build a temple in the spiritual world of the dead?

Is Lingyin Temple really the famous Lingyin Temple in reality?

And what happened to the piles of bones on the shore?

Does building Lingyin Temple on a pile of bones mean that it is suppressing or eliminating demons?

At the same time, Fang Zheng was also curious in his heart. Could the old monk be also known as a man from Yin or a monk who knows how to go to Yin?

It turns out that even people in the dark can collide?

This really surprised Fang Zheng, which once again subverted his previous cognition. Novel.

At this moment, Fang Zheng had too many questions in his heart. He looked at the back of Mr. Fu, who had been focusing on the boat, and wanted to ask the questions in his heart. But when he thought of Mr. Fu's advice before walking in the dark, no matter what he heard or saw along the way, he could only force himself to hold back his voice.

He felt itchy all the way.

The boat continues to set off...

Wow! Wow! Wow!

Wow! Wow! Wow!

It's the sound of paddling.

However, Fang Zheng felt puzzled in his heart. Why did the paddling sound like an echo? Mr. Fu took a slash and a stroke echoed in the thick fog.

"No, it's not an echo, it's someone! Someone paddled in the river!"

"Is it that the dark shadows under the water are about to come out?"

After listening carefully, the sound of paddling came from the thick fog in front of him. Because it was mixed with Mr. Fu's paddling sound, he sounded like an echo when he was not careful.

This was actually a straight corpse walking in the river, her body floating and sinking in the water, only a head was exposed.

Fang Zheng was a little surprised to see it.

He always thought that the river could not get into the water because there was something terrifying under the river. But the scene in front of him made him unable to react for a moment.

No matter the old monk who built a temple in the spiritual world of the dead,

It's still the straight corpse that can walk in the river in front of you,

They are repeatedly subverting the three views on the world of yin that Fang Zheng has built in the past.

The reason why Fang Zheng could see at a glance that the corpse was walking in the river was because of the strong dead aura. He also figured it out. No wonder he was walking blatantly in the river.

"Is this straight corpse also a person walking in the dark?" Fang Zheng stared at the straight corpse thoughtfully. Seeing that Mr. Fu had never taken action, he couldn't help but guess.

Just when Fang Zheng found Zhizhen's corpse, Zhizhen also found Fang Zheng. His body was submerged and he was walking on the water. He just glanced at Fang Zheng and turned his eyes, and finally stayed on Mr. Fu for a long time.

At this time, the ship was approaching the straight corpse.

But Zhizi did not attack.

He is still walking in the river on the water.

Suddenly, a lonely boat appeared in the sea of ​​fog. The lonely boat was empty and there was no one. At this moment, the sound of water was soaring, and the straight corpse raised his hand to grab the edge, and then climbed the lonely boat wet all over.

At this time, Fang Zheng noticed that there were two long iron chains under the body of the straight corpse, and he dragged a stone coffin at the bottom of the river to take it on the boat.

What exactly is in the sarcophagus?

Could it be that it was really salvaged from the bottom of the river?

It seems to be awesome?

Could this be the purpose of this man who is looking for a coffin?

Fang Zheng wanted to look carefully, but at this moment, Mr. Fu, who had not stopped for a while, had already sailed away and was surrounded by thick fog again behind him.

Fang Zheng turned his head back reluctantly. At this time, he was so itchy that he had too many questions in his heart that he wanted to ask.

...

The boat walked for a while, and in the vast fog, Fang Zheng heard the movement again.

This time, I saw an old man on the shore was digging a well with a shovel.

The reason why it is said to be digging a well is that the hole is not wide and does not seem to be digging a pit.

And behind that man, seven or eight wells had been dug. What's even more terrifying was that a corpse could be dug out from each well because there was a corpse next to each well.

A well is equivalent to a corpse.

Seven or eight wells were buried with seven or eight corpses. It turned out that this man was digging the corpse. Looking at the strange scene in front of him, Fang Zheng thought to himself, is there a murder case of burying the corpse?

Is this person who dug the corpse going through the dark and looking for the corpse?

I don’t know how many corpses he is looking for, but I just hope that fewer people will die...

The man was digging a well, but when he noticed Mr. Fu and Fang Zheng, he stopped his hand and watched the boat leave quietly.

Then after the thick fog that Fang Zheng could not see, he continued to bow his head and dig the well and dig the body.

...

I don't know how long it has passed,

Without the sun and the moon as references to time, time has long lost its meaning as in reality.

At this time, the boat sailed into a battlefield, with the broken steel warships, the stranded destroyers, and the frigates broken into two pieces... without exception, they were all rusted and already rotten.

A large number of giant ships and cannons were densely stranded and sunk here.

They entered a battlefield.

Without Mr. Fu's explanation, Fang Zheng had subconsciously held his breath. Their ability to enter this battlefield means that this is also the spiritual world of the dead that remains after people die.

Fang Zheng looked at Mr. Fu, who was still rowing on his oars and rowing and continuing to move forward.

Suddenly, Fang Zheng felt water vapor and strong wind behind him, and rushed towards him. He immediately turned around and saw tall sailboats with masts high and high auras of history and ancient, crashing through the thick fog and coming from behind.

These ancient ships intend to bypass Fang Zheng and others, ride the wind and waves, and sail across the sea. Their speed is not comparable to that of Mr. Fu's small boat, and they quickly passed by, exceeding the sampan boat that was several shorter.

Fang Zheng looked up and saw dense figures standing on the ancient ship. These people looked solemn, each standing in an orderly manner with the steel momentum and strict discipline of soldiers.

When Fang Zheng looked up at the figure on the boat, everyone on the side of the boat also noticed Fang Zheng.

But they were disciplined and were like an army rushing to the battlefield to fight. No one made a sound, and more than a dozen mast-masted ancient ships rushed into the thick fog ahead.

Especially there were several Taoist priests among them, each of them filled with a terrifying energy aura.

Just as Fang Zheng's ups and downs had not calmed down, there was a loud noise of yelling and killing in the thick fog that could not be seen in front of him, and there were also a loud thunder and fire in the battleships.

Ordinary soul energy from the battlefield +1.

+1,+1,+1…

Fang Zheng was first surprised, then took a breath. Where is this battlefield? It was so noisy?

A war broke out directly in the spiritual world of the dead!!

Defeat the Demon!

Purge the world!
Chapter completed!