The old Tao'er didn't expect that the mysterious man could escape. He slapped his thigh and said angrily: "It's his mother's fault that she let this old goblin escape."
But what made my scalp numb even more was that the boat floated into Zhuanxin Lake without anyone noticing.
"The yin energy here is too strong, and the mysterious man actually used this power to break free. Looking at the lingering miasma around him, and the fog and smoke, there must be some evil beast in the water!"
"What should we do now?" Lao Daoer asked.
I looked around anxiously and said, "Not only that, but these strange rocks that have appeared in random directions are chaotic, but in fact they are arranged in an extremely orderly manner. I don't know how many years they have been standing in this river. I'm afraid not many of them can get out after entering."
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At this time, I saw Xiaoyaozi on the side also sweating on his forehead, and I just heard him say: "It's not difficult to get out, but it's difficult to get out alive."
"I'm afraid that this mysterious man had known that such a day would come, so he set up many traps around his hinterland, and Zhuanxin Lake is one of them."
I didn't say anything, I picked up the oar and started sliding it quickly. The boat kept moving in one direction, but it couldn't get out of the fork of the river no matter what.
There was no light on the water under the boat. It was completely black, like a bottomless abyss, which made people shudder. Look at these strange rocks standing in the river. They are densely packed with carvings of different depths.
"What are these?"
"It should be a mark left by the fishermen who were trapped here and couldn't get out."
I swallowed after hearing this, "With so many marks, how many people will be trapped to death?"
"Why haven't I seen any fishing boats trapped here? Could it be that they were overturned by some kind of water monster?" Old Taoist asked suddenly.
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a little fishing fire flickering in the fog, constantly approaching us.
"Brother, that's Meng Po's boat!" At some point, Xiaoli appeared behind me and said a scary name.
"Meng Po's boat?"
Fishermen on both sides of the Taiwan Strait say that every midnight, there will always be a ghost boat floating in the river mouth, with oil lamps lit on the boat, slowly approaching the passing ships. But without exception, there will be a wet old lady sitting on the boat, while
Weaving cloth, while smiling sinisterly at the people on the boat.
Fishermen on both sides of the Taiwan Strait call it Meng Po's boat, because as long as they see this boat, they will fall seriously ill or die in a few days. No one can explain it clearly, but they are all afraid to avoid it.
"If Mrs. Meng doesn't just sell medicine on Naihe Bridge, why do you want to get business here?" The old Taoist snorted coldly, as if he didn't take it seriously.
Xiaoyaozi looked at the fishing fire floating in the distance and murmured to himself: "Meng Po's boat..."
I didn't know what this Meng Po boat was, so I held the edge of the boat with both hands, looked at the light in the distance, and said, "What a Meng Po boat, Yama Luo drums, run away."
"Boy, what you said is true. If you don't fight an unprepared battle, it's better to be cautious." After saying that, he also picked up the oar and rowed with me.
But these days, the old man is just a man on the boat. When he was rowing the boat, he was busy working on both ends. The boat was unevenly stressed and started to spin on the river.
"Senior, can you please, please don't help me. Which direction were we walking just now?" I scratched my head, but I couldn't figure out the direction either.
"Tch, good intentions are just like a donkey's liver and lungs, you can do it yourself."
The boat stopped, but the will-o'-the-wisp did not stop there and continued to approach us leisurely.
"If this is really Mrs. Meng's boat, we all have to accompany the old lady to weave." Xiaoyaozi was still a child.
He looked like he was seeing through things but not telling them. I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot at this moment, but I knew in my heart that he was such a virtuous person and would not speak out without being "mysterious".
"Don't count on him, come on, take off your clothes quickly!" As he said that, the old Taoist took off his own clothes one by one, and after taking them off, he started to take off my clothes.
I quickly knocked his hand off and said, "Senior, are you scared to death? What are you doing? If you don't get eaten by monsters, you will freeze to death."
"I'm so bullshit. Take off your clothes and jump down. Maybe you can find your way under the water." After saying that, he took off his long johns again.
I raised my eyebrows and said with a smile: "Go ahead and express condolences to the dead villagers for me."
But then I realized that something might be wrong. This old man didn't seem to be such a reckless person. He had always been rough and subtle, wise and foolish, but this time he seemed to have cramps.
"Lao Xiao, hurry up and grab him. Lao Lin is probably scared. If he jumps, it will be ruined!" I held on to Lao Dao'er's arm for fear that he would jump.
Lao Xiao snorted, walked up to Lao Dao'er and gave him a slap in the face. I stretched my neck and looked at the five big red finger marks on Lao Dao'er's face.
This made the old Taoist anxious, and he cursed: "Lao Xiao, your ancestor, hit me." But then he felt something was wrong, and when he saw that he was completely naked, his face turned red, and he quickly picked up the clothes on the ground.
Xiaoli had already closed her eyes and didn't dare to take another look. While I helped him pick up the clothes scattered everywhere, I asked him: "You were so obsessed just now, why did you have to jump into the river?"
"He was fascinated by the Meng Po boat. How many people died on the river like this." Xiaoyaozi frowned and stared straight at the approaching will-o'-the-wisp.
"It's not a good time for him to come. He's here to join in the fun." I slapped the boatman and cursed. Then I picked up the wet coat and groped around for a while.
I also felt a chill in my heart, and I unintentionally took hold of Xiaoli's trembling little hand. I felt a mixture of emotions, including sadness, but also full of hope.
The old man put on his clothes and returned to normal, but the big handprint on his face would still stay there for a few days.
The will-o'-the-wisp floated slowly, getting closer and closer, and I found a small boat looming out of the dark mist, with a wet old lady sitting on it, smiling and waving to us. My body was shaking and my heart was racing.
It popped out of my mouth.
Xiaoli beside her was also frightened and trembling. She did not cry out, but tears overflowed from her eyes. A small boat stood straight. The small boat floated on the water, without any ripples, but it kept floating.
The old Taoist didn't say anything and stared motionlessly at the water. I thought he was fascinated by the old lady again, so I hurried forward, jumped up and slapped him.
Old Dao'er was stunned by me. He stopped being stupid and stared at me fiercely. Being stared at by him, I was at a loss. I thought I was being beaten lightly. Before I woke up, I picked up the paddle and was about to rush over. Lao Dao'er
He waved his big hand to signal me not to move.
Then, he walked to the edge of the boat in a few steps. It happened that Meng Po's boat was walking side by side with our boat, and then he saw the old lady's face clearly. Her face was full of wrinkles, and her sunken eyes had no eyes.
They all had miserable whites of their eyes, a sly smile hanging from the corners of their mouths, and they kept waving, like the call of death. From then on, I began to understand that sometimes laughter is the most terrifying expression in the world.
Xiaoli was so frightened that she screamed "Ah" and threw herself into my arms who were nearby.
I was anxious. I was worried that if I got caught too, I might throw Xiaoli into the river in my madness. I patted Xiaoli’s head.
Bag, holding Xiaoli behind him.
After a scream, the surroundings returned to calm, the will-o'-the-wisp disappeared, and the ghost ship also disappeared.
The old Taoist hammered his chest and said to me: "You brat, how dare you hit me? I don't care which sect or temple you belong to. Do you deserve a beating?"
I scratched my head in embarrassment.
"No more?" Xiaoyaozi asked.
"No more." I replied.
I looked around, and it was still deathly quiet. The night fog shrouded not only the solid air, but also everyone's anxious hearts.
We don’t know what unknown danger will strike us at the next unknown second, taking us into an unknown world.
At this moment, I want to grow a pair of wings and fan away the haze.
But the darkness weighed me down.
The gloomy water surface has no ripples.
There were already two lines of tears falling on Xiaoli's face. I patted her head and said, "Don't be afraid, Xiaoli, I'm here. No monster or ghost has to step over me first."
The old Taoist seemed to be infected by my emotions and said: "Yes, if there are any monsters, you have to step over our three corpses first!" After saying this, he was filled with righteous indignation.
"Yeah." Xiaoli nodded sensibly.
"So good!"
"I just observed that these stone pillars are arranged according to the art of the Nine Palaces, which implies the principles of the Eight Diagrams. As long as you find the exit, it is easy to get out." Xiaoyaozi turned to me and said.
"How the hell did you realize that? Then tell me, where is the birth gate?" the old Taoist said impatiently.
I nodded after listening and said: "This formation is arranged in the water, it may have something to do with water."
Xiaoyaozi seemed to suddenly remember something, and patted his head: "Oh, I remembered it. The master's mysterious saying mentioned that Jiujue Chishui trapped Erlang, which is the Jiugong Formation of Zhuanxin Lake."
"Come on, when did master teach you this?" The old Taoist snorted and expressed doubt.
I looked troubled and said to the old Taoist: "The Jiu Jue is true, but what do Chishui and Erlang mean?"
"Listen to his deception." The old Taoist was about to speak when a strange voice suddenly came from him.
"Haha, if I capture this pair of boys and girls, then Erlang will be the only one left. If I sacrifice you to the God of the River, I will be Chishui."
The sudden laughter shocked us all. This voice was not that mysterious person, but someone else.
After hearing this, I became furious and shouted in the direction from which the voice came: "Don't be so timid all the time. You have the same life span as a bastard, but you still want to have the same temper as a bastard!"
"I've warned you, young people, don't be ignorant of the heights of the sky and the earth. How about you die here tonight?" After saying that, the echoes continued to echo among the strange rocks.
"You want to kill me, why don't you pee and look in the mirror?" I sneered.
"I said that you are a rare opponent in the world, but you are too young. In terms of strategy, you will have to practice for another seventy or eighty years!"
"What a joke, what kind of strategy do I need to deal with an old bastard like you?"
While I was talking to him, the three of us moved closer together, because we didn't know from which direction the mysterious man would appear and attack.
Suddenly, water splashed on the water, and a head covered with sores stuck out of the water. It was the mysterious man.
Chapter completed!