Chapter 2009: Hell (2) Chapter 2009: Hell (2) The fierce woman who was on the Ox cart at the beginning had already sat in the center of the crowd. When she saw Auntie Wu sitting outside with the child in her arms, she felt sympathy for her.
Aunt Wuâs face was full of tears. When she heard this, she held up Wu houshan and handed it to her.
Song qingxiao stood still, as if she had not noticed what was happening on the boat.
Daoist priest, why is miss song ⊠a man in the crowd, who had been holding back his anger until his face and ears were red, spoke softly. He did not dare to raise his voice, for fear of attracting the attention of The Fiend corpse and also for fear of making song Qing unhappy.
The old Daoist didnât say anything, but his body had already started to accumulate power.
Cultivators had sharp eyes and ears. After thinking about it carefully, song qingxiao had shown her extraordinary perception several times since they left yunhu mountain.
She could have heard the commotion a long time ago. In such a large place on the ship, it was impossible to leave her divine sense.
It was impossible for her not to notice such a big thing as the manâs corpse.
The reason why she didnât move was because she didnât care about The Fiend corpse. The old Daoist guessed that there might be a bigger target that attracted her attention.
The small boat that carried the female ghost in red was still missing.
Her sword seemed powerful, but from the changes in the river, the female ghost was not hurt at all.
At the very least, the manâs resurrection proved that the female ghostâs strength was extraordinary, and she might be up to something big.
âEvergreen, letâs deal with this fiend corpse.â
The old Daoistâs lips moved as he transmitted a message to his eldest disciple.
He didnât want to wait for his death, nor did he want to disturb song qingxiao and distract her.
Before song Changqing could speak, the man who had asked the question saw The Fiend corpse crawling closer and closer. He was terrified and couldnât help but call out again,
âTaoist priest âŠâ
Before he could finish his sentence, everyone heard a loud bang.
The ship shook violently, as if it had hit a reef at the bottom of the river.
Everyoneâs bodies, which were huddled together, tilted, and even the old Daoist priest was a body away.
At this moment, the bottom of the ship seemed to be entangled by something. This thing brushed against the body of the ship and quickly climbed in the direction of the shipâs side.
The thingâs movements were surprisingly fast.
In a flash, everyone heard two heavy clangs, and it seemed like water droplets were splashing from one side of the ship.
They turned their heads instinctively and saw a zombie that had been submerged underwater for many years lying on the side of the bow.
The person sitting closest to the bow of the ship turned his head and came face to face with the zombie, and an indescribable stench assaulted his face.
Fear, suffocation, horror, and despair all rushed into his heart, causing his heart to almost stop beating. He was so frightened that he only had time to let out a deafening scream, â
âAh!â
This cry broke the silence on the river and made the old Daoist hold the talisman with a panicked expression.
He and song Changqing were only two people, and the master and disciple did not have the ability to suppress two fiend corpses at the same time.
Most importantly, he could hear something rapidly rising from the bottom of the river, and the sound of bubbles could be heard as the river flowed.
âBang bang bangâ sounds of collision were constantly heard. The black ship trembled slightly and was pulled by these forces like a buoy, sinking bit by bit.
The bottom of the boat hit the river, making a âHua Huaâ sound.
The rustling sounds became more frequent, and the things that were crawling under the boat became faster and more urgent.
âMiss song âŠâ
âFairy, save me!â
At this time, everyone no longer dared to disturb song qingxiao. They all screamed one after another.
The moment The Fiend corpse at the bow of the ship appeared and heard the manâs shout, it stretched out its arm to grab him.
Its arm had been soaked and rotted, and some places seemed to have been gnawed by fish, revealing the blackened bones mixed with the remaining tissue of rotten meat.
The long black nails were at least five to six inches long and suffused with a cold Qi. If one was scratched by them, oneâs intestines would probably be torn apart.
There was also The Fiend zombie that had already crawled over. In the process of crawling, a large amount of black hair came out. It was clearly not to be trifled with.
The old Daoist grabbed a handful of talismans in his hand, his body tensed to the extreme.
There were constant banging sounds from the bottom of the ship and the surroundings, as well as the clacking sounds of nails scratching the corpses as they crawled, disturbing everyoneâs will.
The old Daoistâs forehead was soon covered in sweat. He finally could not withstand the pressure in his heart and scattered all the talismans in his hand.
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