The shouts of killing and the thunder and thunder of battleships continued.
But Fangzheng still couldn't see both sides of the war.
He tried his best to look far away, but the fog in front of him was too thick, and he couldn't see ahead at all.
Whenever he felt that he was going to catch up with the battle site, except for the wreckage of the warship and the wreckage of wood chips floating along the current, he did not see the actual warring parties.
I don't know who the human race is fighting with in the unknown fog
But the harvesting of soul energy is still going on.
Ordinary Soul Qi from the battlefield +1, +1, +1...
Along the way, hundreds of wisps of soul energy have been harvested.
This trip to Yin, just harvesting this wave of soul energy is not a loss.
Gradually, the sound of killing became farther and farther away. How could the small sampan boat of him and Mr. Fu keep up with the speed of those huge warships, and gradually it could no longer be heard.
But they still have not stepped out of the historical battlefield where the remains of the battleship are located.
From the beginning to the end, Mr. Fu kept his pole and steered silently. It seemed that no movement around him could cause this expressionless Mr. Fu with a dead face to cause any emotional fluctuations.
suddenly!
Fangzheng felt a sense of horror in his heart, his back felt slightly chilly, and his body tensed subconsciously, which came from the biological instinct to perceive danger.
But there is thick fog all around, like a thick fog that blinds both eyes, and you can't see anything.
Hush!
There is only the sound of water in my ears, it seems to be the sound of the bamboo pole in Mr. Fu's hand paddling water, or some other sound.
Fangzheng was curious, and just lowered his head to see if there was any movement in the water, but when he lowered his head, he saw the reflection of a woman in the water standing on the tip of a warship that had run aground and sunk. Women seem to have two faces that are different from ordinary people? And looking at him.
Fangzheng suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the reflection in the water.
However, at this moment!
Plop!
Crack, clang, clang!
First there was the sound of diving, and the figure of the two-faced woman had disappeared. There was only a rusty and thick anchor chain extending from the steel battleship, and the other end fell into the terrifying river under the thick fog. The ship's anchor chain is too heavy and it is still sinking due to friction.
Fangzheng's gaze sank, that woman with two faces seemed to have jumped into the water? And it looks like the anchor chain is connected to the body of the two-faced woman
Fangzheng didn't dare to be careless. At this moment, his eyes flashed coldly and he saw that the heavy anchor chain of the ship that was sinking straight under the water suddenly turned into an oblique angle, and something under the water was quickly chasing him. The boat comes.
The surface of the water rolled into waves.
It was the woman who jumped into the water!
Seeing this scene, Fangzheng's expression was calm, and he didn't panic. His whole body tensed up, and he silently visualized the magic ape in his heart. There was a little excitement in his eyes, ready to meet the things under the water.
But Mr. Fu, who has been punting on the bow of the boat, seems to have turned a deaf ear to the situation behind him, as if he didn't see the movement behind him, he never made any movement.
Clang!
The thick and long anchor chain was chased diagonally, and suddenly stretched straight, splashing water in mid-air, only a few meters away from the boat.
It turned out that the anchor chain had run out.
Fangzheng, who was gaining momentum, saw this unexpected result, he let out an urg, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Mr. Fu who was still silently bracing the pole.
"Could it be that all of this has already been calculated by Mr. Fu?"
Standing at the stern of the boat, Fangzheng was suffocating in a panic, scratching his hair with both hands, roaring in a mess in his heart.
I feel so uncomfortable! Don't let him ask the hundred thousand reasons in his heart, he is afraid that he was not beaten to death by ghosts, but driven crazy by himself first.
Fangzheng opened his big eyes, looking pitifully at Mr. Fu, who was facing away from him.
"It'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 cannot be killed. Even if you kill it once, it can be revived immediately. The only way to encounter a corpse soul is Even if you don't take the initiative to provoke them, the soul of the corpse will not be able to leave the place where the corpse is buried."
This time, Mr. Fu finally spoke. Mr. Fu's voice was very soft, as if he was very afraid of this spiritual world of the dead, even Mr. Fu was jealous.
Seeing that Mr. Fu finally spoke, Fangzheng was overjoyed and couldn't wait to ask questions along the way, but he suddenly let out a surprise.
It turned out that they had already walked out of the battlefield area.
There are no more battleship wrecks on both sides, and they no longer walk through the battleship wreckage.
Fangzheng couldn't help but think of Mr. Fu's words, the soul of a corpse cannot leave the place where the corpse is buried...
And it's strange to say that, although they saw some wood chips and plank fragments from time to time along the way, the traces of the dozen or so ancient human race ships were never seen again.
I don't know if it's the deeper part of the battlefield...
As he thought about it, Fangzheng forgot the previous question. When he remembered it again and was about to open his mouth to continue asking, at this moment, Mr. Fu interrupted Fangzheng's questioning with three words in a low voice.
"Coming."
Just as Mr. Fu finished speaking, Fangzheng felt that the river under his feet suddenly became turbulent, the water was dangerous, and the boat was getting more and more bumpy and shaking. They were going upstream.
"Could this be the mouth of the Yellow River?" Thinking of Mr. Fu's words, Fangzheng had a whim.
At this moment, he saw some indistinct blue light appearing in the thick fog in front of him. After a while, it was a soul-inducing lamp that fluctuated with the waves. It was a small boat. There were two figures of a middle-aged man and a young man on board.
At this moment, the boat was in the middle of the river.
I saw the elders on the boat throwing copper coins into the river, and not long after, I saw a person who died in a miserable state and was wet all over the water, queuing up to board the boat one by one.
And these people who died of drowning turned into copper coins after boarding the boat. The young man was bending over to pick up the wet copper coins in the cabin, and then seriously, Count the numbers carefully.
Fangzheng was amazed by the astonishing scene in front of him.
The scene in front of him seemed to be that the elders were leading the youngsters, the master was leading the apprentices to learn how to walk away, just like Mr. Fu was leading himself, Fangzheng carefully sized up the two people opposite.
At this moment, when Fang Zheng was looking 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 finished counting the copper coins.
"The sand boat capsized this time. Sure enough, someone deliberately caused it. He killed people first, took the body on the sand boat, and then intentionally caused the boat capsize. But in fact, it was one of them who died before boarding the boat." He drowned, and the place where he died in vain is not here, so the number of copper coins and the number of bodies recovered do not match."
The more the boy talked, the more excited he became, eager to show himself in front of the elders, and analyze his guess.
Boom!
The elder gave the boy a thump on the back of the head.
"Quiet!"
Then, Mr. Chao Fu smiled apologetically for the man named Uncle, as if he was saying that he was incapable of disciplining the younger generation, and it was not that he had no intention of disturbing the world.
(end of this chapter)