There is no sound in the reed marsh.

Only the wind blows the reed poles and shakes.

Desolate.

Desolate.

Many people have entered the reed marsh, and now they have no feedback.

The fool also knew that something was wrong.

Zhang Feisha wanted to get in, but Yun Song stopped him and said, "The head teacher should be careful, the situation inside is unclear now."

Some people who did not enter the reed marsh also stopped him. They were about to enter the reed marsh again, but they were stopped by Zhang Feisha.

The sound in the reed marsh appeared suddenly and strangely.

There is no doubt that the person who makes this sound must be very powerful, whether it is a human, a ghost or a monster.

The autumn wind blows.

The reed poles rubbed each other and made the sound of salad salad.

Everyone was staring at the continuous reed marsh.

Gradually, the sound of "salad salad" became more and more noisy and turned into a "pala" sound.

A figure came out of the reed marsh.

Reeds themselves are not very tall, and at most they can reach people's shoulders, but they grow in water, which causes people's legs to sink into the water after entering, which leads to their figure being swallowed by the reeds.

So after these figures came ashore, everyone could see clearly what they looked like.

It was the people who had entered the reed marsh before.

But all the weapons in hand were gone.

They walked out in dismay, shaking like walking corpses, slowly and slowly, expressionless, only muttering in their mouths.

Zhang Feisha waved his hand and his subordinates immediately went to check their situation.

They counted the number of people, and a lot of people who entered the reed marsh came back.

But none of them are normal, they are all in a state of dismay.

They were muttering to themselves, and Yunsong leaned over and heard it, his scalp was numb:

"For the sake of friendship with the old Taoist Shuihu, I will give you a little lesson..."

"For the sake of the old Taoist Shuihu, I will give you a little lesson..."

All people say this!

Yun Song looked at Zhang Feisha. After hearing the words clearly, Zhang Feisha reacted even more violently. He was a magnificent leader. At this time, he had already taken two steps back regardless of his image, with a frightened expression and a restless look.

Seeing this, Yunsong felt something was wrong.

What made him feel numb when he heard this was that the people who were dismantled were very badly punished, and they were probably lost, but this was just a little lesson for you.

If this is a small lesson, then what is a great lesson?

I'm afraid it's not as simple as killing?

And what happened to Zhang Feisha’s reaction? He wouldn’t be scared by such means just like himself, right? After all, he is a rookie in the world, and Zhang Feisha is the leader of the sect. He would never be scared by such means!

He looked at Su Zhongsheng, and Su Zhongsheng's face was also ugly.

Yun Song asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Zhongsheng whispered: "He said that for the sake of the 'Shuihu Old Taoist'."

Yun Song asked, "Yes, who is this old Taoist Shuihu? Who is the one who is the Paizhi?"

Su Zhongsheng swallowed his saliva and said, "It's the ancestor of Pai Education!"

Yun Song looked dull: "How many years have you been in charge of teaching in the pledge?

Su Zhongsheng said: "The Emperor Yang of Wen Dynasty opened the Grand Canal through the north and south, and the teachings came from this. The old Taoist of Water Tiger was a member of the Wen Dynasty. It is said that he had the Dragon King taught the skills in the water, and he lived for two hundred years because of the vitality of the Dragon Clan."

"Even if this rumor is true, he has been dead for at least 1,2300 years!"

But the man in the reed marsh said that "for the sake of friendship with the old Taoist Shuihu" and "for the sake of the old Taoist Shuihu"...

If he wasn't making a fuss, then this sentence could extend the subtext: I am friends with Old Taoist Shuihu, and we have dated together.

But the old Taoist Shuihu has been dead for more than a thousand and hundreds of years!

So no wonder Zhang Feisha reacted so violently!

Yun Song comforted Zhang Feisha and said, "Okay, don't be afraid, he may be bragging."

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhang Feisha showed a hint of panic on his face, "How could he brag? Although he acted... no, he was not bragging!"

He said this vaguely, but Yun Song heard something: "Do you know who he is?"

Zhang Feisha said quickly: "I don't know!"

He stood up, waved his arm and said, "Take your brothers back to the car, and this matter will be abandoned. No one is allowed to bring it out, otherwise he will help the rules and serve the rules!"

Everyone agreed in unison with fear and confusion.

Su Zhongsheng asked Zhang Feisha, "President Zhang, what's wrong with you? Who is this master in the reed marsh?"

Zhang Feisha said: "I don't know, but I know that our scheming coach will definitely not afford to offend him."

Su Zhongsheng looked unhappy: "President Zhang used this to make excuses us, so it may not be too particular, right? I have lost a riding spirit for your sect brothers!"

Yunsong suddenly realized.

It turned out that Su Zhongsheng was not the monster in the water, but the spirit of riding.

The cavalry spirit is a kind of ghost. They are formed by the condensation of the fighting spirits on the battlefield. Only when more than 100 cavalrymen die with their men and horses can they produce the cavalry spirit.

Zhang Feisha smiled bitterly at Su Zhongsheng: "Mr. Su, I thank you for your kind help just now, but I, Mr. Zhang, don't pay attention to you."

Su Zhongsheng lowered his head and said nothing.

Zhang Feisha couldn't afford to offend the person in the reed marsh.

At this time, Zhang Feisha said quietly again: "Also, Mr. Su, who is in the reed marsh? Do you know better in your heart than me?"

Su Zhongsheng said in confusion: "Who is he? I don't know."

Seeing this, Zhang Feisha smiled and said nothing: "You go back and ask your old master, he must know."

After saying this, he turned around and left.

Yun Song asked, "Do you still check the matter about Qinglongliang?"

Zhang Feisha said: "No need to check it. I have figured out what's going on. I was reckless just now."

He asked Qiao Dongliang again, "Did you burn the leaves peeled from this because they were soaked in oil?"

Qiao Dongliang nodded timidly: "Yes, they are obviously old leaves soaked in oil. These leaves are very resistant to burning, so we dried them and took them home to burn the fire. Otherwise, we have reed leaves here, so how could we deliberately burn some leaves that were peeled off the boat board?"

Zhang Feisha said, "Yes."

Yunsong didn't understand what he meant very much.

Zhang Feisha explained to him: "Someone stole our Qinglongya. What they wanted was the grass on it, and the boat board was abandoned by them."

"In order to hide this, they put hay leaves similar to those of the grass on the boat board. In fact, after hearing the old village chief say that they burned the hay, I should have figured it out, but I was so excited at that time."

Yunsong asked, "How do you know that they took away the grass and pasted it with fake grass leaves?"

Zhang Feisha said: "The grass is soaked in cooked tung oil. We have to brush tung oil on the treasure boat every year. Why do we need to brush tung oil? Because tung oil is waterproof, corrosion-resistant and high temperature resistant, they cannot be fire-resistant. However, it is necessary to burn tung oil very high temperature. They are not suitable fuels."

"But the people in Changqiao Village used these dry grass leaves to burn the fire. There is no doubt that the layouter has no time to use cooked tung oil to brush those fake grass leaves. They used some ordinary oil to brush the grass leaves, so as to pretend to be soaked in cooked tung oil from the outside."

Du Zheng, a military advisor of the Platoon Education, walked and said, "Master, they just need to slap the grass and then dismantle it and abandon the Qinglongyao."

"The Qinglongyao was indeed dismantled, but it was rebuilt into a small boat. I have seen the shrine here and asked the village carpenters. The boat board they caught was the edge board of our Qinglongyao, with traces of knife and axe chopping on it."

Zhang Feisha sighed regretfully: "Anyway, our green dragon fang is gone, right?"

Du Zhengxing lowered his head silently.

Zhang Feisha said: "Then withdraw the people who searched for Xu Fu and the others. In the past two years, they still failed to find Qinglongyao in the end."

He picked up a shrine and hugged it in his arms, with a sad look on his face: "He is right. Our sectarian sect is getting worse and worse, and the reason is that the sectarian abilities are getting worse and worse."

"It's just that the Qinglongya is lost in my hands. It's now damaged, hehe," he smiled bitterly, with a look of loss, "You said, if I die in the future, what kind of face do I have to meet our ancestors and ancestors who are the sects?"

The more he spoke, the more he became more and more excited, and finally brought the shrine to leave.

Yun Song stopped him and asked, "Sir, the birthday ghost appears in Changqiao Village. It should be related to these shrines, right?"

Zhang Feisha said: "Maybe it was once hiding inside. The Green Dragon Fang was made of gloomy wood. Speaking of which, this is a ghost ship, because gloomy wood can hide ghosts."

"If a long-term ghost enters the village, he will naturally choose to enter the shrine made of gloomy wood. He can also enjoy the people's offerings here, which will help them practice."

Yun Song asked, "Then there are ghosts in these shrines now?"

Zhang Feisha said: "It should be like this."
To be continued...