Anonymous directly put the incense burner on the fire, and with a light movement of his fingers, he picked up two palm-sized fish, opened his stomach, scraped off the scales, and then threw it into the hot water.
Anonymous guarding the fire, I watched the fake master's look in secret, the fake master has a kind of helplessness, he will certainly not harm me, but under the circumstances, he trapped me here again.
The water in the incense burner gradually boiled, and two fishes were boiled in it, and a faint but very peculiar fragrance wafted out of the incense burner.
boom…
At this moment, a raging wave of water rushed directly to the ancient ship stranded in shallow water. The stern of the ancient ship broke, and the gap was widened by those people. When the water surged, the ancient ship was caught in the river. To sink.
The Anonymous looked at the ancient ship calmly, and between the undulating waves, there appeared a circle of small vortexes. The whirlpools are next to each other, densely packed. This time, I can see clearly that there is a floating corpse hidden in the small whirlpools.
"You still don't want to give up?" The Anonymous looked at the fake master and said: "You have seen it too. This is endless dying."
The fake master did not answer, the Anonymous stood up by himself and walked to the edge of the river, facing the undulating river. He did have an unspeakable demeanor and power. When he approached, the waves of water seemed to begin to calm down, and the floating corpses in the whirlpool all returned to the water silently.
After a while, the ancient ship sank completely, and this time it sank, it may never float again. The Anonymous came back casually, the fish in the incense burner was already cooked, and the Anonymous said: "Come on, you're welcome, eat."
The fake master and I did not do anything. Wumingshi said twice. Seeing that we didn't move, he stopped persuading us. He reached out and held a handful of fish soup in the hot incense burner and drank it directly.
"It's been a long time since I tasted the yin and yang fish." In Wu Mingshi's usual speech, it seems that there is no vicious meaning, but he always brings me a kind of silent pressure, making me restless.
The fake master and I never went to drink the yin and yang fish soup. The Anonymous drank half of it by himself, then stopped, turned to the fake master and asked, "Where are they probably during these days?"
"Qingfeng Ferry." The fake master said: "That ferry is relatively large. I have found it clear. Most of the time I have to stay at the ferry for a few more days. If it is fast, it should be too late."
"Then let's go, let's go to our own affairs and meet at the ferry." Wuming stood up and said to me: "Go, follow me."
"Why do you need to take him?" The fake master might still not give up, trying to help me escape, and said to the Wumingshi: "He doesn't know anything, he doesn't know anything."
"But he's useful, isn't it?" Anonymous said: "Don't persuade me anymore. I'll make up my mind. You can't shake it. Don't worry, I won't do anything to him."
The fake master gritted his teeth, glanced at me again, turned and left. He walked quickly, and after a short while, he had disappeared into the distance.
When the fake master left, Wu Ming led me towards Qingfeng Ferry. That ferry, I have passed through a few times before, never stopped, and it is not very familiar.
arrive
Now, I'm still at a loss, I don't know why the Anonymous kept holding me. Moreover, I observed him secretly, and I always felt that not only did he have the same facial features, the Huangquan Corpse Collector was somewhat similar, and even the look between his eyebrows was somewhat similar.
"What's your name?"
"Bao Thirteen." I know that there is no need to fight with Wumingshi now. Talk to him, maybe, I can get some clues: "What is your name?"
"My name, even I have forgotten myself."
"There is a corpse hunter in Huangquan, have you heard of it?"
"Huangquan corpse hunter, I've heard of it, how come I haven't heard of it?" Wuming smiled faintly, and said, "Not only did he hear it, but he also knew him."
"You look a little like him." I said this deliberately, just to see what Wuming's expression had.
But Anonymous didn't have any strange expressions, the expression on his face didn't make any waves, and I couldn't infer anything from his expression alone.
"A lot of things, you really forgot." The Anonymous looked at me with a secretive smile on the corner of his mouth. He shook his head gently and said: "We met before, you are not at all remembered."
"Meet you before? Where did you meet?"
"If you don't remember the past, why mention it again?" Anonymous said: "It's a good thing if you don't remember it."
I keep reminiscing about where I have seen Anonymous before, but I don't have any impression. According to the fake master, Anonymous had been locked in that ancient ship for a long time. When he was locked in, I was not born yet, so how could I meet him
But Anonymous refused to say any more. When I asked him, he didn't answer. I just talked about insignificant gossip, I had no choice but to stop there.
Anonymous took me on the road, and talked while walking. He talked a lot and asked a lot. After a long time, I felt that he didn't seem to be hostile to me, but he just held me down. When it was about thirty or forty miles away from Qingfeng Ferry, I couldn't help it.
"What's the use of holding me like this?"
"Is it useful? I don't know yet. It's just that the journey is boring. Find a partner." Wumingshi looked up and said, "Qingfeng Ferry is in front. I haven't been here for a long time. I don't know if it has changed." ."
Although Anonymous is more talkative, he only speaks what he can say, not a word. I chatted with him all the way, feeling uncomfortable in my heart.
The rest of the journey did not take long to arrive. When there was about seven or eight miles away from Qingfeng Ferry, there was a small passenger ship with people docked on the shore. This kind of passenger ship is very small, and it is generally used to ferry people to the opposite bank where there is no bridge, and will not travel long distances.
"Do you have any money?" Anonymous turned his head and asked, "Use a little."
"What are you doing?"
"Hire his boat."
I asked the Anonymous what they hired a boat for, but the Anonymous didn't say anything. I went and told the boatman that as long as the boatman makes money, he doesn't care about that much. After the two of us got on the boat, the Anonymous said to the boater: "It's about ten miles north and south of the ferry, just walk back and forth."
The boatman responded, and slowly took the boat and walked downstream. The Anonymous sat on the boat without squinting,
Slightly squinting his eyes, looking at the undulating river surface.
I always feel a sense of uneasiness in my heart, but I know that there must be no way to escape now, no matter how I escape, I can't escape from the hands of Anonymous.
Now the ferry is not the busiest time, many people who eat by the ferry are idle, sunbathing in groups on the shore. We wandered back and forth for a few laps before it got dark. The boat owner wanted to take the boat, and the Anonymous asked me to give him some boat money.
The boat was swaying, cruising back and forth in the night. It may be that the boat has been in charge for too long, and the boatman is a bit unable to support it, so the unknown person will go for him. It seems that Anonymous also used to walk in the river before. After being imprisoned for so many years, the craftsmanship of holding the boat has not been lost, and he is very proficient.
In the second half of the night, my stomach was grunting and screaming. The average boatman would prepare some firewood, rice, oil, and salt on the boat. When I couldn't go home, I would make do with a meal on the boat. The boatman docked the boat to the shore, took a little dry food, and netted a few small fishes.
The fish soup was boiled and eaten with dry food. I hadn't finished a bowl of soup. The anonymous man sitting on the side of the boat slowly turned his face to his side and stared at a piece of sand near the shallow water.
Before I had time to speak, Wuming's whole person turned into a light, which quickly made people frightened. He seemed to have jumped three or four feet away in one step, reaching out and grabbing in the sand.
One of his arms plunged directly into the sand, and when he retracted his palm, he abruptly grabbed a person from under the sand.
The man danced with his hands and was grasped tightly by the Anonymous, unable to break free, and the sand on his body fluttered messily.
As soon as this person was arrested, my heart became flustered, and I recognized that it was a fortune teller.
I was panicked, but there was a feeling of emotion in my heart. The fortune teller must have followed us secretly, and then wanted to find a chance to rescue me. It's just that the opponent encountered this time is too strong, he only lurks here, and has been noticed by the Anonymous.
"Wait!" I was afraid that the Anonymous would kill the God fortune teller easily, dropped the bowl in my hand, ran over in three steps in two steps, and pulled the Anonymous arm vigorously: "Don't hurt him!"
The Wumingshi's strength was so great that it was unimaginable. He lifted a hundred kilograms of the fortuneteller with one hand. He looked at the fortuneteller and then at me. After a while, he slowly put down the fortuneteller.
God fortune was pulled by the collar, breathless, and after being put down, he coughed and coughed for a while.
"People say that you are born from your heart. You look like this, but you still have a moral heart. It's rare." The Wumingshi looked at the fortuneteller and said: "Let you go once."
I hurriedly helped the fortune-teller up, but the fortune-teller was strangled just now, and he didn't suffer any injuries.
"You go quickly, leave me alone." I whispered to the fortune teller: "I'm fine here, there is no danger."
"Brother, sigh..." The fortune teller hesitated to speak, his expression was rather helpless, he must have tried his best.
"Go, don't worry about things here, I will be able to get out in a few days."
God fortune teller also knows in his heart that in front of Wuming, wanting to save people is tantamount to wishful thinking. I persuaded him a few words. Before leaving, the fortune teller told me that he and Huayouzi didn't plan to bump around during this period of time, and wanted to go to Xuankong to stay for a while.
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