Five hundred and twentieth chapters water confluence
On the boat where the corpse was collected, a white paper lantern hung.
It looks weird.
In addition, his occupation is to collect corpses.
The surrounding fishermen are relatively taboo.
I saw Jiang, who was collecting corpses, paddling towards the pier.
Several small boats actually took the initiative to loosen their ropes and leave, not wanting to get too close to the boat collecting the corpse.
Lao Mo and I ignored this and moved closer to the edge of the pier.
Jiang Zhijiang rowed the boat directly to the dock.
Seeing Lao Mo and me, he said directly:
"Get aboard!"
Lao Mo and I didn't hesitate and jumped on one after another.
Because the boat was very small, as soon as the two of us got on board, the boat started to rock.
Lao Mo and I were both a little uncomfortable with it.
But Zhizhijiang's feet were as if they had taken root and were not affected in any way.
"Hahaha, the water is not as good as the land. You two stand firm."
After saying that, Zhan Zhijiang rowed the boat and left the pier.
At night, mist arose on the river, floating slowly under the light of lanterns.
The river surface also looked very calm.
But who would have thought that there is a powerful evil ghost under the calm river surface.
“Master Jiang, where are we rowing to?
We also have a friend who will meet us at the dock soon?"
I spoke.
When Jiang Zhizhi heard this, he said "oh":
"Are there any friends?"
"Well, he is the old ghost from the river. We know each other, and we are here to help him take back the river house."
Lao Mo replied directly.
There was no mention of Qingdai, the Nine Saint Princess.
When the zombie collector heard this, he couldn't help but look at us twice.
When he was fifteen years old, he followed his grandfather to collect corpses on Qingshan River and became the corpse collector of Qingshan River.
After all, it has been more than forty years.
He knows better than anyone what is in the river.
Of course he also knows about this old ghost in the river.
It's just that this old ghost doesn't harm anyone, and he even helped him save people in the river several times.
He also tried to contact the old ghost.
After all, people are divided into good and bad ghosts, and ghosts also have good and evil qualities.
But this old ghost in the river didn't appreciate it at all.
Although in the same river.
He is above and the ghost is below.
But the two have never been connected.
At most, I might help him when he is rescuing someone.
During the New Year and festivals, Zhijiang will also drop some sacrifices for the old ghosts to eat.
Now that an evil ghost appeared in the river, he even thought that the old ghost in the river might have been eaten.
He was once angry and wanted to get rid of the evil ghost to take revenge.
But he tried several times, but couldn't defeat the evil spirit.
Just when I was thinking about what to do, I met Lao Mo and me today.
Now, I heard that Lao Mo and I are actually friends with the old ghost who has been with him for more than 40 years.
This had to shock him.
"You guys, do you know this old ghost in the river? He, is he still alive?"
Jiang Zhijiang said in surprise.
When Lao Mo and I saw this, we looked at each other subconsciously.
Why does this corpse-collecting ginger react so strongly to blackheads?
But he nodded:
"He is alive and now hiding in Qingshui Creek.
We just went to find him.
And told him that we would meet at the dock later."
I spoke truthfully.
After all, according to Black Head's information, the evil ghost is capable of the realm of true light.
He is a red-clad evil spirit.
It is a very terrifying existence and difficult to deal with.
One more person, more power.
If there are blackheads under the water to provide help, we will have great confidence in dealing with the evil ghost.
Corpse Collection Jiang nodded:
"Okay, then wait for him.
But having said that, old man, when I was fifteen years old, I followed my father to row a boat in this river to collect corpses. It has been more than forty years.
Although he knew about the existence of the old ghost, he never showed his face.
How come you two juniors have made friends with him?"
The corpse collector was very curious and looked at us with wide eyes.
Lao Mo didn't speak for a while and looked at me.
After all, the issue of blackheads is related to Qingdai.
I thought for a moment, and then said:
"Oh! My master knew Lao Gui, and he introduced me to him."
Master has passed away, I can say whatever I want now, and no one will verify it anyway.
As for Qingdai, it’s best to keep it a secret.
She is a wanted criminal in the underworld.
Both black and white are looking for her.
Exposing her existence casually may bring some unnecessary danger to her.
I was thinking to myself.
The corpse collector looked at me a few times, not sure whether I believed it or not, but he was just asking.
He just nodded and said nothing.
Next, the three of us sat on the boat.
Waiting for the old ghost Heitou to come and join us.
Jiang Zhijiang was not rowing, so he took out his pipe and pot and prepared to take a few puffs.
I looked around.
It was pitch dark all around, with only a little light coming from the direction of the pier.
And I found that the fog around me was getting heavier and heavier.
And this mist is not just ordinary water mist.
But it's foggy.
After the Yin Qi was too strong, a solid mist condensed.
And under the mist, there seemed to be big fish swimming around, causing slight waves.
"It has only been a while, but there has been such a heavy fog all around. It's so cold!"
Lao Mo looked around and said in surprise.
Corpse Collection Jiang took a puff of cigarette and laughed disdainfully.
Maybe he had been alone for a long time, so now he was looking for something to talk about and started chatting with us:
"Being on the river is like crossing the River Styx.
Countless people drowned in this river.
After their death, if there is no master to send their souls to salvation, they will never be able to leave the river.
As time passed, there were more and more innocent souls in the river.
This yin energy is naturally heavier.
There is an old saying in our industry: It is better to die on the river than to live on the river.
There are two things that are most taboo on the river.
1. A child born on the river.
A newborn baby will make the unjustly dead souls in the river become restless and even angry.
They will come to claim their lives.
Second, weak destiny.
If someone's fate is weak.
As long as you go up this river at this late night, you will be killed by ghosts.
Because those ghosts want to reincarnate.
Everyone wants to find a substitute, and someone with a weak destiny is the best choice.
The black fish you see rolling under the mist are actually the souls of those who died in vain!"