Watch Out! Danger Ahead

"High energy ahead (

Large waves of water hit the hull of the ship, causing the black ship to sway in disorder, and the people's struggle to escape, as if it was about to turn over immediately.

Song Changqing still maintained the posture of rushing hard, but when he was about to rush to the crawling corpse, he found that the corpse had turned into powder and floated away.

The force of his impact was so fierce that he couldn't control it, and slammed into the cabin door with a bang.

The sturdy wooden door was hit by the impact, and it made a cracking sound.

The hull swayed fiercely again, slapping the water waves, and the sound of the rushing water flowing in the ship finally brought back the consciousness of the old Taoist who was so terrified for nine days.

"you--"

The corpse had dissipated, the stigma that had filled the ship had faded away, and the crisis had been resolved, but the old Taoist priest still pressed his hand on his waist, staring at Song Qing with a horrified and inexplicable look.

She was still standing on the spot, holding a handful of black threads that looked like hair.

These things were messy and mixed, and looked at them in a daze, as if they had been cut from a person's head and had been rubbed to pieces of hair.

"These black threads are the same as the threads pulled out of the driver and Aunt Wu when we were in the car?"

Song Qingxiao said slowly as if he hadn't seen the eyes of the old Taoist priest.

The ‘howl’ river wind blew across the boat, flicking her hair and dress, but could not shake her body.

She lowered her head, her expression was calm and composed, calm and calm, but with a strangeness that made the old Taoist a little bewildered.

His lips moved, and his eyes flashed with surprise and anxiety, and finally turned into huge fear as if he had thought of something.

"Qing, Qing Xiao--" The old Taoist tentatively took a step forward, looking distraught, as if he wanted to reach out to pull her, but due to some kind of restraint in his heart, he raised his palm before touching her. At the moment of his wrist, he froze in the air.

But only for a moment, the old Taoist suppressed the fear in his eyes and turned it into perseverance.

His hand came up and firmly grasped Song Qingxiao's wrist.

The blood of the wrist under his palm was beating gently, and the skin was slightly icy, but it was not a chill that was frightening.

The old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief almost unconsciously, but it was because of this breath that he panted so quickly that he couldn't help coughing freely.

"Cough cough cough--"

The cough affected his injury, making him feel a sweetness in his throat again, and there was a blood rushing into his mouth, which he swallowed abruptly.

"Ahem-ahem -"

This forced blood swallowing made him cough more anxiously and his body was shaken, but he grasped Song Qingxiao very tightly, as if he was afraid that he would lose his hand if he loosened it.

Song Qing's small eyes fell on his wrist, the back of the old Taoist hand was dry and thin, and the veins were particularly distinct.

Although she looked cold because of the injury, it still gave people a kind of silent peace of mind-reminding her of his previous behavior that he intended to explode.

"why?"

She was a little puzzled, but she was more unfamiliar with this kind of emotion.

"master!"

Song Changqing was dizzy, hearing the old Taoist cough, stumbled towards the two of them:

"Are you OK?"

"Cough, cough—no—nothing."

To avoid his worry, the old Taoist shook his head and shook his head, reluctantly agreeing to him.

At this time, the other people in the cabin were finally relieved. Thinking of the previous scene, they still had lingering fears:

"Just now, what happened just now?"

Song Changqing shook his head hard, trying to make himself more awake. Hearing what other people said, he seemed to remember what happened before, and said angrily:

"There is an old lady who is sneaky--"

When he said this, he turned to find the old woman with the jar.

I saw a trembling pudgy woman crawling to a crowded place with trembling trembling. When he saw this person, his eyes were red with anger, strode forward, grabbed her by the collar, and grabbed her. stand up:

"It's her!"

"Oh, murder!"

The old woman had seen the previous corpses infested with her own eyes, and had already been frightened.

After finally escaping from the dead, Leng might as well be caught by this, his eyes straightened with fright, his body twitched as if he was about to faint in the next moment.

"Okay. Evergreen." When the old Taoist heard the scream of the old woman, he couldn't help but catch his chest and breathe:

"Let her go."

"master--"

Song Changqing remembered what had happened before, and was still very angry:

"This old lady splashed your magic sword with corrupted black dog blood..."

He turned his gaze and landed on the ground, where there was an empty can. He stretched out his leg and kicked it, and the can shook unceasingly:

"The jar is still there."

"She was just driven by people."

The old Taoist priest was injured, his voice hoarse, and he seemed to be a little short of breath when he spoke.

He looked like Song Changqing was both angry and worried, and he was afraid that Song Qing could not help him. He resisted the anger and threw the woman's mud-like body, pulled the package to help him, and was a bit wronged. :

"But Master, because of her actions, your magical instruments were contaminated, leading to the failure of Taoism, letting resentful spirits and ghosts invade, almost killing our boat people—"

When the others heard this, they all recalled what had happened before.

The thought that everyone had nearly died at the hands of the corpse before, couldn't help being as angry and hateful as Song Changqing:

"Yes! I remembered it."

"It's all about the nyonya of the Shen family——"

"It's a good idea to say this evil and that evil, I think she was caught by the evil!"

"If it weren't for this old lady to cause trouble and destroy the old Daoist's magical instruments, how could we be, be, and be-"

The speaker opened his mouth several times, but every time he thought of the corpse crawling out from the bottom of the boat, he was terrified. In the end, he didn't even dare to say the word ‘ghost’ and said vaguely:

"——Attacked?"

"Yes!" Everyone nodded and turned to praise the old Taoist priests:

"The Daoist Master is really still a god, and when the magic sword is not defiled, he has not seen any major incidents on his safe journey."

Everyone became more and more angry, thinking that they were almost dead, some people gritted their teeth and said bitterly:

"I see that she said that there was a problem with that, but she didn't mention herself at all. Their family was like squeezing out the old Taoist priests, as if she was afraid that an old **** would walk with us. I suspect that the Shen family is also serving as a tiger. It's not that I was possessed by an injustice, and I want to harm us!"

"hiss--"

"..."

When this was said, everyone was shocked.

The child who was held in Wu Baocai's arms was affected by the atmosphere and couldn't help but start crying again.

"possible."

When everyone reacted, they were all busy trying to climb away from the old woman.

"They got on the ship first, and all we arrived later were at their mercy--"

"Get out of—"

Everyone took their feet and kicked the woman in disgust, and the woman shrank her body into a ball, letting someone ‘bang bang’ kick, and didn’t dare to be alone.

"It's wrong..." She held her head in her hands, crying and crying:

"You guys are forgiving, the Taoist commander is right, and I'm just taking orders from others."

Everyone kicked a few times, and she was cheeky and refused to be alone. Everyone fought for a while, and the hull was shaken from side to side, and the river in the cabin splashed everyone's body.

The people in the cabin kicked her and let out a sigh, then asked:

"What about the Shen family?"

Someone mentioned the Shen family, and Wu Nier seemed to think of something:

"When we got out of the cabin, they stayed in the cabin..."

Maybe this family had made a ghost idea early, so they stayed here when everyone got out of the cabin.

It was only afterwards that an accident happened and the corpse appeared, which horrified everyone, and naturally no one paid attention to the husband and wife of the Shen family anymore.

At this moment, when Wu Nier mentioned that the family was still in the cabin, the old Taoist said:

"not good--"

He said this, eager to turn around.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw him looking in the direction of the cabin with a look of jealousy.

After the previous incident of the corpse climbing the boat, the fog on the river surface was much thicker, and the light was darker than before.

The cabin was pitch black, with no light or shadow visible, as if sinking into the darkness where you could not see your fingers.

The broken cabin door was shaped like a monster's open mouth, and it was dark inside, and it was a little grotesque.

How spoiled the woman of the Shen family is, it can be seen from her previous quarrel with the old Taoist priest.

What is strange is that from the time the ship accident to the moment the situation subsided, everyone kicked her old servant, and she was not far away. If there was no accident, it would be impossible to neither call for help nor curse at this moment.

Think about the time when the corpse appeared, everyone's attention was attracted by the corpse that crawled out, and no one paid attention to the cabin.

There was no movement in the cabin at this moment, which was obviously not a good thing.

"Could it be that something happened?"

Someone asked tremblingly.

No one answered, and there was no movement in the cabin.

"Big Brother Shen Family?"

Uncle Wu Jia shouted into the dark cabin: "Sister-in-law Shen Jia——"

No one answered his words, the voice seemed to have passed into an extremely empty place, and even a faint echo came.

Everyone's expressions became even more disturbed, and the shouting Uncle Wu Jia shrank to the side of the ship's side with his legs on his feet, with a look of fear on his face.

"I'm afraid something has happened..."

A person who was also Shenzhuang trembled and guessed, and the woman who rode in the bullock cart first gave a ‘bah’:

"It's just retribution."

The magic weapon hung on the cabin was supposed to be a weapon for everyone's life, but the woman in Shenjiazhuang didn't believe in evil, so she took the black dog's blood and tarnished it, which caused a crisis, not to mention, but also claimed her own life.

The old Taoist also felt wrong.

But he was injured very seriously. He tried to get rid of the evil spirits forcibly, but eventually led to the ghost, which caused the power of the evil spirits to backlash to him severely, and his strength at this time was greatly reduced.

But even so, he felt that something was wrong in the cabin at this time.

The yin in the cabin was so frightening, even those yin turned into black fog, as if trapped in the cabin.

In such a heavy yin, even if someone is alive, they will be affected.

What's more, under the sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he couldn't feel the breath of a living person at all.

"I went to see."

The old Taoist had an upright temperament and his life was at stake. He did not take into consideration the previous disputes with the woman.

"master--"

Song Changqing hesitated, and there was some dissuasion in his words. He heard it and turned his head and stared at the big apprentice:

"There are children inside!"

As soon as he said this, Song Changqing immediately compromised:

"I'll go in and take a look."

"Yes, Master Dao." The others were startled at first by the dispute between the two masters and disciples, and then hurriedly persuaded them:

"You better rest for a while."

The old Taoist was injured, and the scene of vomiting blood was reflected in everyone's minds, and he was afraid that something would happen after he entered the cabin.

"You are very old, so it's better to rest. You are young and strong. He will do it for you. Why should you go on your own?"

The old Taoist did not blink his eyes when he was going to save others, but at this time, once he mentioned letting the apprentice do the work, he rejected it all at once:

"How about that?"

Song Changqing was far inferior to him in terms of cultivation level and experience, not to mention that he had guessed that the people in the cabin might have been treacherous, but it was just pity that the little girl who was a few years old was troubled by her parents and wanted to venture into the cabin.

But at this moment, knowing that there is a crisis hidden ahead, where is he willing to let Song Changqing go to risk.

The two couldn't argue, Song Changqing clung to the old Taoist priest and didn't let go.

With his strength, if he was not injured, he would naturally be able to bounce Song Changqing away easily, but at this moment he was seriously injured and was firmly grasped by the big apprentice, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

"Explore the way with talisman paper."

While the two were arguing, Song Qingxiao had already used his divine sense to fully understand the scene in the cabin. When speaking, he curled his mouth, and a trace of interest flashed in his eyes.

A word to wake up the dreamer.

The old Taoist reacted immediately, and there was no need to go forward personally at this time.

The cabin is not big, and it is only fascinated by the Yin Qi at this time, it is difficult to see clearly.

Just use a piece of talisman paper to break the yin-qi obscurity, light up the cabin, and naturally the situation in the cabin can be clearly seen.

Thinking of this, the old Taoist patted his head and hurriedly said:

"Look at my memory!"

Although talisman paper has become scarcer~www.wuxiaspot.com~, it is more precious, but it can never compare with human life.

He touched his waist, took out a yellow talisman and placed it in his palm, and chanted the spell quickly on the paper with his index finger and middle finger. He finally folded it into a paper crane and faced it. Took a breath:

"go with."

As soon as the voice fell, the paper crane shook its wings and slowly flew up.

The people who watched this magical scene were all amazed. After a short while, the paper crane flew into the cabin and disappeared.

The black air in the cabin was surging, and the old Taoist priest was about to speak. In the next moment, his expression changed:

"not good--"

The paper crane he released had a trace of his spiritual consciousness tied to his mind, but the moment it flew into the cabin, this thread of spiritual knowledge was forcibly cut off, and it was difficult to sense it.

The paper crane was folded into a talisman. It had Taoist secrets and superimposed his skills. Even in the Yin Qi, it would not be destroyed so quickly.

As soon as the old Taoist's voice fell, he heard two deep coughs in the cabin.

"What...what?"

A cold female voice came out of the cabin, the voice of the woman who had quarreled with the old Taoist priest before.

But for some reason, her tone was dull at the moment, as if it were not emotional, mixed with a chilling coldness.

"Shen, sister-in-law of the Shen family?" Aunt Wu and her husband looked at each other. She was also a member of Shenzhuang. She also heard the woman's voice, but this voice seemed to have something in her impression. The subtle difference makes it difficult for her to distinguish.

When she asked, there was a moment of silence in the cabin.

At this moment of effort, Aunt Wu only felt that a chill was rising from her spine and spreading to her body.

Goose bumps crawled out along the back, stimulating the chills to stand upside down.

"It's not me, who is it?"