The view in the water hole is dim.
In the narrow, claustrophobic, dark mountainside, there is an extremely strong sense of depression.
It's as if the ship has entered the bloody mouth of a demon king, and is slowly heading towards a dark abyss where no light can be seen, giving people a sense of claustrophobic space.
The only light source in the water cave is a weak searchlight worn by Liu Shan on his head.
But this light beam, placed in the water hole in the claustrophobic space, not only does not give people a sense of illumination, but it has a cold feeling of being stared at by a demon in the dark deep sea, with a gloomy atmosphere and no sense of security.
It is also strange to say.
When the boat entered the water hole, Liu Shan turned off the diesel engine of the boat and moved forward slowly by poles.
Wow.
Hush...
As the boat broke through the resistance of the boiling water, the speed slowed down and moved forward slowly. Fangzheng also tried to put his palm into the icy water.
Well.
Except that there is no sunshine all year round, and the water temperature here is colder than outside, there is no discovery of Yin Qi or Yin power.
huh huh huh...
As the palm moved slowly along with the hull, Fangzheng felt the waves slapping his palm up and down, and he looked thoughtfully at the winding water hole in front of him.
According to what Gao Shuhua said.
The seventy-two ghost gates have their own special entry methods.
Throw Yinde money into the river, and there will be water ghosts who drowned in this river, and they will drive people in Yin boats and enter the seventy-two gates of ghosts. Only when the dead air of the yin boat covers the anger of the living can they pass through the ghost cave safely.
But why do these people have an easier way not to use it
But it's going in the opposite direction, and it took a lot of trouble to find someone else
But to be honest, Fang Zheng was still a little surprised when he saw the entrepreneur and his group find the villager uncle on the river embankment.
"Brother Chen, why don't you continue to beg for the sword?" Seeing that Fangzheng suddenly stopped throwing messy things into the water, the entrepreneur asked a little out of habit.
"We are still waiting for Brother Chen to carve more marks on the outside of the ship. If we really get lost, we can rely on Brother Chen to lead us out of the seventy-two ghost gates."
Chen Chichi is Fangzheng's name in the rivers and lakes.
Entrepreneurs naturally didn't really believe Fang Zheng's nonsense.
That was obviously a fool.
When he spoke, his voice was a little teasing, and there was a meaningful smile on his face. He was clearly making fun of Fang Zheng on purpose to relieve the boredom along the way.
Fangzheng smiled on his face, and then said in amazement: "Boss Han is really a person who likes to joke. These days, even elementary school students know that it is a fool who would not believe it. Boss Han is deliberately joking. of?"
Fangzheng already knew that the entrepreneur's surname was Han.
Full name is Han Hongchou.
Fangzheng didn't bother to guess whether the other party's name was real or not, so he called it that first.
Well! !
Han Hongchou almost cursed.
Crazy you!
The depression in Han Hongchou's heart, he didn't know who it was just now, he kept saying that he was trying to get a sword.
It really sounds like that.
As a result, as soon as I turned my head, I turned a corner and scolded me that my IQ was not as good as a fool.
The expression on Han Hongchou's face immediately turned dark, but soon, his expression calmed down again. He is a dead person anyway, and he still cares about something with a dead person who is still kept in the dark.
Simply silent and did not speak.
At this time, Liu Shan, who turned off the engine at the stern and supported the pole with both hands, looked at Fang Zheng quite speechlessly.
He felt that since Fang Zheng boarded the ship, the ship had never been peaceful.
I don't know if Fang Zheng is really not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf, or if he is too nervous to react and has no sense of crisis at all.
Not only did he lick the tiger's beard in person, but he also slapped the tiger in the face when he was done.
This is not afraid of death at all, trying to make a wild temptation on the verge of death!
The reason why Fangzheng no longer waits for the sword is actually very simple. He has almost detected the depth of the water.
Under the illumination of the flashlight of the mobile phone, the refraction of light and shadow is removed, and the sinking speed of the pebbles is added... In short, the water is very deep.
At this time, Fang Zheng, who had finished measuring the underwater situation, had time to look at Han Hongchou's three companions.
The three of them have been silent since they boarded the boat.
These three people are old people, one old woman and two old men.
The clothes are very ordinary, and there are gullies traced by the years on the cheeks. The skin is rough and dark, and they are all gullies, like dry and cracked earth.
It's like an ordinary farmer who has been exposed to the wind and sun all year round, facing the loess all his life, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
Except for the old woman who was better, her face was covered with a thick layer of white powder to hide the rough skin on her face.
But the old woman forgot to powder her neck too.
As a result, the obvious color difference between the neck and face is formed.
The neck is rough and black, but the face is pale and covered with a layer of powder. At first glance, I thought it was a pale grimace.
With such a thick putty on his face, Fangzheng guessed that it would take at least ten centimeters of putty to smooth out the deep wrinkles on his face that looked like the scene of a car accident.
It is also strange to say.
All three of them were actually slightly bent and hunchbacked.
The back is as high as a camel's hump.
Seeing this strange humped trio, Fang Zheng's heart brightened.
Judging by the weird looks of these three people, could it be that they are also from some ancient lunatic practitioner like the grave guard, corpse man, and the Li family with the bronze corpse
Train yourself into a half-human half-ghost through ancient methods, right
And is it a collective action of a family or an organization
"Boss Han, these three fishing friends of yours haven't spoken since they got on the boat. Why don't you introduce them to us, Boss Han?"
Fangzheng withdrew his hand that had been in the water, narrowed his eyes, and approached Han Hongchou with a smiling face.
Liu Shan, who had been pole-pulling at the stern, looked at Fang Zheng, who was still on the verge of death, and was so frightened that his hands trembled, and the pole in his hand almost fell into the water.
The ghost knows that Liu Shan has already scolded Fangzheng countless times in his heart.
"My three friends like to be quiet and don't like to be disturbed by others. Please don't make my three friends too quiet."
Han Hongchou was still annoyed at Fangzheng's accusations against Sang and Huai earlier, so this time he spoke a little bluntly, and refused politely at all.
Fang Zheng, who failed in the first attempt, lowered his head and pondered for a while.
He didn't leave immediately with his head down or witty.
After lowering his head and pondering for a few seconds, Fangzheng raised his head again. He looked at the ugly old woman who had shaved ten centimeters of putty on her face and was paler than a ghost face, and then said with a shocked expression: "Sister, you are so beautiful ! You look so beautiful, like a certain international female star I saw in a movie! Sister, have we met somewhere, do we know each other?"
puff!
ah! Pain! Pain pain!
Han Hongchou, who bit his tongue with his teeth due to being frightened, covered his mouth with his hands, his eyes widened, and he stared at Fangzheng in disbelief with a face of shock and horror.
The beauty of the ball is heavenly!
Won't your conscience hurt if you open your eyes and talk nonsense to this level
(end of this chapter)