For a moment, Wei Fuyuan's mind went blank, completely stunned.
He instinctively wanted to shake off the swollen floating corpse in front of him,
But for some unknown reason, Wei Fuyuan pushed hard, but he couldn't push it away.
The floating corpse, which was so swollen and deformed that no man or woman could be seen, turned out to be as heavy as being filled with lead water. Not only could it not be moved, but instead, it pressed down on Wei Fuyuan's body under the slap of the water.
During the struggle, Wei Fuyuan and the floating corpse were so close that they were almost entangled.
Young Master Wei has never experienced such stimulation in his life.
He only felt that the swollen and greasy face of the corpse was about to touch his own face, and the breath was filled with the suffocating smell of water and rancidity, which was so disgusting that he almost collapsed.
What's worse, the floating corpse was like a sack full of stones, pressing on Wei Fuyuan's body. No matter how much he pushed and pushed it, he couldn't get it out. Instead, it seriously hindered his water-swimming movements and made him gradually move towards the water. The water sank.
—Fuck! !
Wei Fuyuan's face turned pale with anxiety.
The more he wanted to get rid of the floating corpse, the more he could not do it, as if this corpse that had been dead for an unknown time was dragging him to the Yellow Springs together.
Wei Fuyuan didn't want to drown in this river inexplicably.
With his feet hard, he stepped into the water a few times, and jumped up to the river surface. With all his strength, he grabbed the corpse's shoulder and pushed it hard.
This time Wei Fuyuan finally pushed the floating corpse away by an arm's length.
But at the same time, an opposite pull came from his sleeve.
Wei Fuyuan was startled, he looked down, and he saw that one of the floating corpse's hand was entangled in the fabric of his sleeve. !
However, how could a corpse that has been swollen for a long time grab his clothes
Wei Fuyuan tried to convince himself with reason.
But he's seen so many ghosts lately that he's given up the materialistic worldview he's held to for years.
At this time, it is meaningless to worry about whether a floating corpse will deliberately drag people into the water - how to get rid of this strange corpse is the key!
After struggling in the water for so long, Wei Fuyuan began to gradually feel that his strength was unsustainable.
But the heavy floating corpse still dragged him tightly, even sinking little by little...
- North Spring!
Wei Fuyuan tried to tear off the sleeves that were "grabbed" by the corpse, but his clothes were all expensive brands, and they were inherently tough, and at the same time they were soaked in water, and they were so strong that they didn't rely on brute force at all. Can be torn apart.
—Fuck!
Master Wei took a sip of water.
-Didn't you say you wanted to keep me out safely!
He You Zi was reluctant to give up, fluttering desperately, while shouting the name of Beiquan in his heart.
- So where are you now!
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Just when Wei Fuyuan thought he was about to drown, suddenly another force grabbed his arm out of thin air.
Master Wei turned his head and found that it was actually a golden-red light band, wrapped around his arm like a rope, and the other end of the "rope"—
His eyes shifted with the rope, and Wei Fuyuan saw Beiquan standing on the river bank, holding a pen in one hand and pulling the "rope" with the other.
Beiquan was soaked all over, and the white robe he had specially put on not long ago was loosely attached to his body, and his half-long chestnut hair was tangled in locks, looking very embarrassed.
But at this moment, in Wei Fuyuan's eyes, Beiquan is like a god descending from the sky, with holy light all over his body.
"Help, puff!"
Wei Fuyuan waved his arm that could still move and asked Beiquan for help, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was choked by the river water.
Fortunately, Beiquan did not disappoint him.
The invisible rope that entangled Wei Fuyuan quickly tightened and dragged him to the river bank.
At the same time, his other arm also felt the opposite pull—from the floating corpse.
"release!"
Beiquan on the shore shouted loudly, and when he waved the Vientiane Pen in his hand in the direction of one person and one corpse in the water, a red light swept across and hit the floating corpse that "grabbed" Wei Fuyuan's sleeve with precision. on hand.
The floating corpse's hand that was gripped into a hook was released.
Wei Fuyuan took the opportunity to lift his leg and kicked the corpse out a lot.
The corpse in white turned over and returned to a face-down posture with its back to the sky, and slowly drifted away along the current, as if nothing had happened.
"Aha-"
Wei Fuyuan was dragged to the shore by Beiquan.
He climbed up with his hands and feet on the ground, and then his whole body softened, and he slumped on his back on the beach as if he had collapsed.
"Then... what happened to the floating corpse?"
Wei Fuyuan reluctantly raised his head and watched as the white-clothed corpse that nearly killed him just now floated further and further down the river.
"Why, why are you still grabbing my arm?"
Beiquan put away the Vientiane Pen, and by the way, helped Wei Fuyuan to remove the messy hair stuck to his face.
"That body should be one of the missing teachers and students."
Beiquan replied:
"It's just that he died suddenly, or the most painful drowning. After his death, he was full of resentment, and because he was in the fragmented space, his soul couldn't escape, so he became this kind of resentful ghost in the water who tried to catch a living person and do it alternately."
By the way, he came to his assistant who had no metaphysics knowledge to give a quick introduction to the popular science of water ghosts.
"If you carefully observed and observed just now, you will find that the feet of the floating corpse are standing upright, as if 'standing' in the water out of thin air - this is a very important feature of a ghost who drowned in resentment ."
Beiquan used two fingers alternately to make a "walking" action.
"Sometimes, in the silt of the bottom of some rivers where the water depth is submerged, there will be a series of footprints, as if someone had walked on it - these are actually the footprints left by the drowned, and it is a very bad sign. "
Having said that, Beiquan pointed to Wei Fuyuan:
"Next time you encounter a floating corpse with upright feet, remember to stay away. They are not something a layman like you can handle."
His little assistant is indeed a body protector with the power of merit and virtue, and it is true that ordinary evil spirits are hard to intrude on, but if he encounters a dead ghost, Wei Fuyuan, who has the power of merit and virtue but does not know how to use it, will still suffer a big loss. If not, it might even be life-threatening.
Beiquan looked at Wei Fuyuan, who was reckless and very stupid, and felt inexplicably funny and angry.
That is, this foolish boy who sees a person floating on the river, so he swims over without thinking...
- If something happens to this kid, Zhu Ling Bacheng won't let me live.
He stretched out his hand to Wei Fuyuan:
"Can you get up? Let's get out of here first."
Wei Fuyuan had just struggled in the water for a long time, and he had just escaped from death. It was inevitable that he was a little out of his strength. Now that he was relieved, it was no longer a serious problem.
His ears were a little hot, and he reached out to grab Beiquan and climbed up with strength.
Until then, Wei Fuyuan had the time to carefully observe the surrounding environment.
Before they were swept into the river bottom, they were still in Xuanmen Village in the early hours of the morning, but although it was not "bright" at this time, from the perspective of the height of the sun, it should be at least seven or eight in the morning, a little far away. You can also see the scattered courtyards everywhere. The houses are all intact with white walls and blue tiles. There are smokes rising from the cooking, which is obviously inhabited.
"Cough, so we have entered the debris space?"
Wei Fuyuan asked.
Beiquan nodded:
"Come on, let's go into the village and have a look."
Their primary task now is to find the missing teachers and students, determine how many people are left, and then find a way to crack the debris space and fish out all the survivors.
As for the ghost-
Beiquan smiled silently.
- No matter who the ghost is possessed, the host is currently dead or alive, anyway, in such a closed space, where can it hide
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Different from the abandoned villages that Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan saw in reality, Xuanmen Village in this fragmented space is quite rustic and not at all gloomy.
The two did not take a few steps before they met four middle-aged women dressed as village women, each holding a clothes basket in their hands and a washboard under their arm, as if they were going to wash their clothes by the river. .
Wei Fuyuan immediately blew up like a hedgehog in danger, completely entering a state of challenge.
However, when they first saw two drenched strangers appear in front of them, the village women did not show any signs of panic and fear.
They were like ordinary enthusiastic aunts who couldn't be more ordinary, they immediately gathered around and said in a loud voice:
"Oh, two distinguished guests, did they accidentally fall into the river?"
"It's not time for the festival yet, why are you so anxious?"
"Fortunately, nothing happened, the two of you can stop running around!"
…
These village women spoke the southern Henan dialect with a heavy accent. Wei Fuyuan had to listen carefully to understand what the other party meant.
Beiquan's reaction was as if he really regarded himself as a guest in the village. While echoing the concerns of the aunts, he began to inquire about the information he wanted.
"Hey, I'm in a hurry."
Beiquan spoke with a southern Henan dialect accent, "I always want to take a look before the sacrifice begins."
"Hey, don't be in a hurry."
A village woman smiled and said:
"There's still an entire hour before the ceremony begins. You should change your clothes first and have some breakfast before it's too late."
Beiquan smiled and nodded.
"By the way, what about the others?"
He asked again:
"I mean, have the other guests got up?"
Wei Fuyuan understood this sentence and immediately pricked up his ears.
"Hey, you are asking the guests who came with you."
Another village woman replied:
"When I passed by Amin's yard just now, the door was still closed, so maybe I haven't woken up yet!"
Beiquan's heart is okay, it seems that the group of missing teachers and students are not dead yet, and they can finally save one by one.
He didn't ask where the guests lived at all, he excused himself to go back to wash and change clothes, and said goodbye to the four village women, then grabbed Wei Fuyuan's arm and walked straight towards the village.
"Aren't we going to find those teachers and students in the photography department?"
Wei Fuyuan looked at the large and small courtyards in front of him and was very puzzled:
"Why don't you ask where they live?"
Beiquan looked back at his assistant:
"I didn't expect you to be so stupid!"