Vol 2 Chapter 670: Sunken ship

Fangzheng stood on the side of the ship and looked at the wiring engineer who was dragged into the bottom of the lake by countless innocent souls. He regained his mind and temporarily did not think about it, but began to think about what was going on in this deep-water lake in front of him.
Gray fog.
Horrible things are blocked under the water.
The first thing that Founder thinks about is to walk into the overcast world, and the second is to think about the dragon head lake that turns into a cannibal lake at night.
At the moment of eyebrow dew thinking, there was an evil wind coming behind him, a figure, like a black whirlwind, flew towards Founder, interrupting Founder's thinking.
It was actually the old woman who drew water.
The old lady had been paddling. She was indifferent to Founder's embarkation and the battles behind, as if she had heard nothing.
But I don't know why I turned around again at this time. It was a piece of rotting flesh. The ugly maggots drilled in the hollow eye sockets, and then held the claws and slammed toward the back of the square.
"roll!"
Founder looks like long eyes on the back, can see the movement of the back, slap the rotten old woman directly behind him and fly into the bottom of the lake, sinking.
It was at this moment that the hull rocked gently, as if something had hit the bottom of the boat.
Founder looked back.
It turned out that the ship had reached the shore and touched the stone.
Wow, wow, wow ...
A cold water wave came, and the shoes were wet. Founder looked down and saw that the boat standing under his feet was clearly a tattered wooden boat stranded on the shore.
The wooden boat was so bad that it couldn't see the original color, and the boat was filled with black mud in the river.
There was also a white bone in the ship that was half buried with mud.
Look at the figure of the bone, isn't it the old woman who had drawn the water before.
It has been a long time since people died, and even the bones were half buried by the sand.
Fang Zheng quickly cleared his thoughts. It should have been a long time ago that the boat was overturned or sinking, and the people on the boat were drowned, and then turned into a ghost to ferry the harm, and the martyrdom under the lake. Similarly, want to find a replacement for the dead ghost.
It should have nothing to do with the connection engineer.
The wiring engineer and him are the survivors of the old woman.
Founder was well aware of the horror of the things in this lake, and no longer delayed in the boat, stepped on the water, and quickly landed on the shore.
The next second, he turned the real Qi in his body, and the true Qi circulated up and down his body, and soon evaporated and dried the water stains on his body. Until this time, he finally looked at the scene on the shore.
Perhaps because of the lack of water vapor on the lake, the mist on the shore faded a lot.
It can't be said that there is no fog at all, but it is much lighter and can be seen very far, although the distance is still hazy and blurry.
Founder originally wanted to be on the shore to find out if he could meet other people who entered the blessed land with him.
The blessed land is very quiet, extremely dead, and there is no turf on the ground, and the real grass does not grow.
About half an hour later, Founder had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​continuing to find someone, because the deep water lake's area is too wide, as if it has never reached the end, and no one met on the road.
Instead, many stranded wooden boats were found on the shore.
It was all broken and rotten. It seemed to have been stranded for decades. For a century, the ship was filled with mud and sand from the lake. There were also dead bones, some bones, and several bones. And the clothes on the body are very old and very old. They are clothes that have not been seen by Founder. They are not modern, and they should be the ancient Siamese.
Looking at so many stranded ships, Founder suddenly found a detail that had been ignored.
These ships are all with their bows facing outwards, towards the deep-water lake, and their sterns facing the shore ...
Fang Zheng immediately looked sour.
"The bow is outside and the stern is inside. Perhaps, these people are not going to land, but are fleeing in a collective panic? In ancient times, what terrible things happened in this blessed land, causing so many ancients to have to panic and flee?"
Thinking of this, Founder frowned, and his heart could not help but a bolder conjecture emerged.
So many injustices drowned under the lake.
Perhaps, it was all in that great escape, and unfortunately the drowned people said not necessarily?
...
This is an old mountain temple.
Long time ago, vicissitudes and ancient times, such as rising from the silence, are so abrupt, with the eerie and gloomy feeling that has settled in the deep mountain with time.
Although the fog is floating above the old temple of Shenshan, the fog here is very thin, thinner than the fog on the deep water lake and the lake shore.
This increasingly thin gray mist seems to indicate that there is a long distance from the deep-water lake.
However, there seemed to be some ghosts floating in the fog, one, two, three ...
Thousands of phantoms float.
The phantoms were very large and floated motionless, but because of the limited field of vision and the distance between them, it was impossible to see what the phantoms in the fog were.
This strange scene, as well as the silence and inexplicable depression in the air, are all alarming, and the dense and dense ghost images in the gray mist do not seem to be an auspicious thing.
The only exception is the old temple in the deep mountain. There is a large area around it that is safe, and there are no ghosts close to ...
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The slight and fine sound of footsteps ran from far and near in the world of gray and mist, which was suppressed by the air and was extremely quiet. But because of the fog blocking the field of vision and the inability to see the person and the specific number of people, it caused these slight footsteps to be heard in the ears, seeming to be left and right, and some erratic.
Gradually, the footsteps were getting closer and closer.
A group of slightly embarrassed people broke into the view of the old temple in the deep mountain.
These people are all Westerners, international practitioners, and the leaders are three masters equivalent to the night tour, followed by six or seven ordinary practitioners.
Although there are many blessed passages, these blessed passages eventually lead to one place.
That is the strange and blessed world in front of us.
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But at the moment, these people looked a little embarrassed, like they had just experienced a war, their clothes were messy, and there were blood stains on their faces. There was still a panic in their faces, but the look of the three masters was relatively calm.
"The ruins are really evil gates, there are so many ghosts in the bottom of the lake, and the mysterious ghosts in the mist along the way, we almost didn't die in the lake. The only thing we were lucky was that we found a safe Road, there is no head-to-head combat with those mysterious phantoms. "The speaker spoke very softly, and was one of the three masters in the team, a bald man with a bear on his back.
Between the words, the man's voice suddenly stopped.
"Beast, what's wrong?"
"Look there, is there a temple there!" The beast finger said in surprise as he lowered his voice in the direction of the deep mountain old temple.
That deep mountain old temple is located on the road they must pass.
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