Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Eight Arhats Shooting Boats
Lao Mo and I don't know the situation clearly.
But Jiang, who has been fishing for corpses all year round and hangs out on the ship, saw the key at a glance:
"No, this is a boat full of ghosts."
"Hundreds of ghosts stalking the boat?"
Lao Mo and I spoke at the same time, surprised and asked.
As a result, Jiang Zhijiang did not wait for an explanation.
Then I heard three muffled sounds suddenly coming from the bottom of the boat.
"Bang bang bang!"
Three tones, very clear and dull.
It's like tapping the bottom of the boat with your hands.
We all looked at the bottom of the boat in surprise and stood up directly.
Corpse collector Jiang also looked horrified:
"Arhat pats the boat."
Arhat means water ghost.
What does this water ghost photographing a boat mean?
"Master Jiang, what do you mean? What do these ghosts want to do?"
Lao Mo asked hurriedly.
But I calmly interjected:
"Master Jiang, I'm afraid this is for me, right?"
Through Mr. Jiang’s description just now, I basically guessed the reason.
Mr. Jiang also nodded in various ways:
"Yes, you are Yinming.
These evil intentions are all directed at you.
Arhat slaps the boat and pays back his life.
I want to take your life. Knock on the bottom of the boat first and ask me to hand you over.
If you don't do what they want, the boat will capsize."
Mr. Jiang spoke in a deep voice, his eyes becoming alert.
"Grandma, do you think my exorcist duo is just paper?
Mr. Jiang, just tell me how to do it.
Just these cats and dogs, how dare you touch my brother?"
Lao Mo said angrily.
He directly took out the mahogany double ax from his bag.
I was quite touched when I heard what Lao Mo said.
They are truly brothers of life and death, and they dare to take action if something happens.
But I believe that there must be a way to collect corpse ginger.
Otherwise, these decades of work as a body collector would have been in vain.
Zhizhi Jiang pinned the pipe and pot to his waist and snorted coldly:
"Don't worry, I can't kill the evil ghost in the river.
It's more than enough to deal with these drowned ghosts."
After saying that, Jiang Zhijiang hurriedly took two steps forward and came to the bow of the boat.
Lift the white lantern.
Strangely enough, the moment Jiang Zhizhi lifted up the white lantern.
In the lantern, the red flame instantly turned into dark green.
It illuminated the surrounding area for more than ten meters.
But it also looked particularly weird under the dark green light.
Zhijiang is holding a green white paper lantern.
Standing on the bow of the boat, I looked at the gloomy air surrounding me and the white bubbles that kept popping up on the river.
He shouted in a low voice:
"If I don't show off my power, you will think that I am a sick cat, right?
I have been punting here for decades. People on my boat, how dare you make any plans?
Are you tired of living?"
After saying that, he held up the white paper green lantern and swept around.
Invisibly, a green light swept across the river.
Those white bubbles burst one after another.
"Pap-pap-pap" kept ringing.
Then, the river became calm again.
The black fish swimming under the surface of the river seemed to have disappeared, and there were no bubbles except white mist on the surface of the river.
"Hey! It seems like all those drowned ghosts are gone?"
Lao Mo opened his mouth.
When I saw this, I also breathed a sigh of relief:
"Master Jiang, what a great skill!"
I praised.
With one word, the ghosts at the bottom of the river were driven away.
He is worthy of being the boss of our ship in Qingshan City and the leader of the body-retrieving team.
After hearing what I said, Corpse Collection Jiang laughed out loud, "hehehe", obviously feeling very useful.
"It's a small thing, it's a small thing.
After all, I still have some dignity in this river..."
The corpse collector Jiang smiled and looked confident.
But before the "zi" could say anything, there was only a muffled "dong" sound.
The boat we were on seemed to have been hit hard by something under the boat.
The ship suddenly started to rock.
Started to circle on the river.
And the snakehead fish that disappeared under the surrounding river surface appeared in dense numbers again.
And on the river, white bubbles and black smoke appeared again...
The water flow also began to become turbulent and looked like it was about to boil.
The sound of "pah pah pah" water sounded one after another.
This sudden change.
It was a surprise to all of us on the ship.
In addition, the ship was suddenly hit and began to spin.
Fortunately, Jiang Zhizhi stabilized his body immediately.
But Lao Mo and I rarely get on boats, let alone small boats like this.
On the spot, he staggered around and was unable to stand firmly.
Lao Mo was on the side of the boat, pushed back, and fell directly into the river.
I was shocked when I saw it and shouted:
"careful!"
Regardless of his own body shape, he stretched out his hand fiercely to grab Lao Mo.
Lao Mo grabbed his hands and spoke hurriedly:
"Fuck, fuck, fuck..."
If your body keeps leaning, you will fall off the boat.
In the river, black fish were surging now.
Waves appeared one after another.
Visible to the naked eye, a school of black fish is approaching in our direction.
And next to our boat.
Even more suddenly, a white human hand that was soaked and swollen stretched out from the water.
One, two, three, ten.
In a blink of an eye, on the left side of our boat, above the river, ten human hands stretched out.
These people kept scratching at Lao Mo.
It seemed that everyone wanted to drag Lao Mo underwater.
Lao Mo was also frightened.
However, at this critical moment, I grabbed Lao Mo fiercely.
We both stabilized our bodies.
"Stand still!"
I shouted.
Lao Mo looked frightened and hurriedly stepped forward to stand firm.
Look towards the river again.
I found that the hands that were stretched out slowly retracted under the water unwillingly.
The two of us secretly said that it was very dangerous.
Corpse collector Jiang, who was holding a white lantern on the bow of the boat, also had a sigh of relief.
But the three of us didn’t have time to rest for a while.
Jiang, who was collecting the corpse, suddenly looked towards the dark river.
Then he said urgently:
"No, the ghost wave is coming!"
The words just fell.
Lao Mo and I saw a large wave one or two meters high suddenly appearing on the river not far away.
In the big waves, it seems that from time to time, human hands stretch out to scratch.
Accompanied by the sound of water splashing, the waves swept toward us quickly.
It seemed like a wave would overturn the boat we were in...