Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 374 Corpses And Spirits

The cries of death and the thunder and fire of the battleships continued.

But Fang Zheng could not see the two sides in the war.

He tried his best to look out, but the fog in front of him was so thick that he could not see ahead.

Every time he felt like he was going to catch up with the location of the battle, he did not see the actual two sides of the battle except for the wreckage and planks of the battleship floating along the current.

I wonder who the human race is fighting in the unknown fog.

But the harvest of soul energy continued.

Ordinary spirit from the battlefield + 1, + 1, + 1 ...

Along the way, hundreds of souls had been harvested.

This trip was overcast, and the harvest of the spirit alone would not be a loss.

Gradually, the cries of death grew louder and louder. How could he and Mr. Fu's small junk keep up with those huge warships?

However, they still did not leave the historical battlefield where the remains of the battleship were located.

From the beginning to the end, Mr. Fu was quietly poling the helm, as if any movement around could not make this dead-faced Mr. Fu have any emotional fluctuations.

Suddenly!

Fang Zheng felt a sense of horror, a slight chill on his back, and a subconscious tension in his body, which came from a biological instinct for danger.

But there was a thick fog all around, as if the fog had blinded his eyes and he could not see anything.

Whoosh, whoosh!

There was only the sound of water, as if Mr. Fu was paddling a pole in his hand, or something else.

Fang Zheng was curious and was just about to look down to see if something was coming out of the water. When he looked down, he saw a woman standing on the tip of a sinking, high war ship. She seemed to have two different faces. And he was looking at him.

Fang Zheng suddenly looked up in the direction of the reflection in the water.

But just then!

Plop!

Clang, clang, clang!

First, the sound of diving, the figure of the woman had disappeared, and there was only a long, rusty ship's anchor chain that stretched out from the steel battleship, and the other end fell into the terrifying river under the thick fog, and because the ship's anchor chain was too heavy, it was still sinking due to the clanging friction.

Fang Zheng's eyes sank. The woman with that face seemed to have jumped into the water? And it looked like the ship's anchor chain was connected to a woman with two faces?

Fang Zheng did not dare to be careless. Just then, a cold light flashed in his eyes and he saw that the heavy ship's anchor chain, which had been sinking straight under the water, suddenly turned into an angle, and something below the water was rapidly chasing after his boat.

The water was billowing with waves.

It was the woman who jumped into the water!

Seeing this, Fang Zheng's face was calm, not flustered. His whole body was tense, and he silently thought about the Demon ape. There was a little excitement in his eyes, ready to meet the things under the water.

But Mr. Fu, who had been poling the bow, seemed to ignore the situation behind him and did not see any movement behind him. He did not make any movement at all.

Clang!

The diagonals followed the long and thick anchor chain and suddenly straightened up, splashing water in mid-air, just a few meters away from the boat.

It turned out that the anchor chain had reached its end.

Fang Zheng, who was ready to go, saw the unexpected result and let out a sound. He subconsciously turned to look at Mr. Fu, who was still poling silently.

"Is all this already in Mr. Fu's calculations?"

Standing at the stern of the boat, Fang Zheng, who was so scared in his heart, scratched his hair with both hands and growled in his heart.

If he didn't ask the hundred thousand reasons in his heart, he was afraid that he was not killed by a ghost. First, he was driven mad by himself.

Fang Zheng's eyes widened as he looked pitifully at Mr. Fu with his back to him.

That's called a corpse soul. It's not a normal human soul. It's a special kind of soul formed from a corpse. A corpse soul can't be killed. It can be killed again and again, and it can be revived again and again. It can never be stopped. Even if a corpse soul is chopped into meat paste, it can still be revived. The only way to touch a corpse soul is not to provoke it. A corpse soul cannot leave the burial ground."

This time, Mr. Fu finally spoke. Mr. Fu spoke in a very soft voice, as if he was afraid of the spirit world of the deceased, with a sense of taboo.

Seeing that Mr. Fu had finally spoken, Fang Zheng was so happy that he couldn't wait to ask the questions along the way, but he suddenly let out a surprised exclamation.

It turned out that they had already left the battlefield.

There was no more wreckage on either side, and they were no longer passing through the wreckage.

Fang Zheng could not help but think of Mr. Fu's words. The corpse soul could not leave the burial ground...

It was also strange to say that although they saw pieces of wood and wood along the way from time to time, there were no more traces of the dozens of ancient human ships.

I don't know if it's deeper into the battlefield...

As soon as he thought about it, Fang Zheng forgot to ask. When he thought about it again and was about to open his mouth to ask more questions, Mr. Fu interrupted Fang Zheng's question with three words in a low voice.

"Almost there."

Just as Mr. Fu finished speaking, Fang Zheng felt the river suddenly become fast, the water was dangerous, the boat was getting more and more bumpy, shaking, and they were going upstream.

"Is this the entrance of the Yellow River?" Fang Zheng had an idea.

At this moment, he saw a faint light in the thick fog before his eyes. After a while, it was suddenly a lantern with a spirit guiding lamp rising and falling with the waves. It was a small boat with two figures of a middle-aged boy and a young man on it.

At this moment, the ship was in the middle of the river.

The old man on the boat threw copper coins into the river. Not long after, he saw a man with a miserable face and a wet body emerge from the water and board the boat that struck across the middle of the river.

As soon as these people who died from drowning got on the boat, they all became copper coins. The young man was bending down to pick up the copper coins that were all wet in the cabin, and then carefully counted the number.

Fang Zheng was amazed by the amazing scene in front of him.

In front of him, it seemed that the elders were leading the younger generation, and the master was leading the apprentices to learn to walk in the shade, just like Mr. Fu was leading himself. Fang Zheng carefully looked at the two people opposite him.

At this moment, when Fang Zheng looked at the two people in front of him, the other party was also looking at him and Mr. Fu.

"Uncle, one is missing." The voice came from the young man who had counted the amount of copper coins.

"This capsizing accident was deliberately caused by someone. He killed someone first, brought the body onto the boat, and then deliberately caused it to capsize. One of them drowned before he got on the boat, and the place where he died was not here, so the amount of copper coins did not match the number of bodies that were caught."

The more he spoke, the more excited the young man became. He was eager to act in front of his elders and analyze his own guesses.

Knock!

The old man gave the young man a shudder on the back of his head.

"Be quiet!"

Then, the man named uncle smiled apologetically at Mr. Fu, as if to say that he had no way to discipline his younger generation, not to disturb the world unintentionally.

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