I played the world alone

Chapter 198 It Has Become a Demon
"Then...Old Liu was frightened to death. He tried his best to push the boat back to the shore. After escaping home, he developed a high fever that night. He danced and danced in his dreams at night, as if he was being chased by that female ghost."

Inside the inn, the unexpectedly gifted storyteller spoke in a mysteriously lowered voice, completely attracting the porters' attention.

When it came to the end, several people swallowed at the same time.

"Is it really a female ghost?"

"no one knows."

Xiao Er shook his head: "Later, some people had the courage to go to the West Lake to have a look, but they didn't see anyone. But I heard that there seemed to be a big puddle of blood floating on the water, but it was too dark to see clearly. It will disappear in daytime."

"And some people went to the lake to fish during the day, but they didn't find any corpses or anything."

Speaking of this, he seemed to be scared of himself: "Maybe that old man Liu is wrong, and he doesn't have to take it seriously..."

At this time, Fa Hai suddenly asked, "It's by the West Lake? Do you know the exact location?"

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly gave an approximate location.

Then he said embarrassingly: "I also heard from others, it should be in this place."

Fa Hai nodded slightly: "I will come back later tonight, thank you for closing the door later."

As he spoke, he put a piece of broken silver into Xiao Er's hand, and Xiao Er immediately smiled, almost unable to close her mouth, and nodded repeatedly.

"Master, don't worry, I guarantee that the gate will remain open until you come back tonight! No, even if it's dawn tomorrow, I'm willing to wait."

After Fa Hai finished speaking, he left. The porters looked enviously at the silver in the little second hand and asked curiously: "What is the background of the old monk? How can he be so mysterious and so generous!"

"Hey, he is a real eminent monk!" Xiao Er threw the broken silver in his hand, feeling the weight, and his smile became more and more intense, "He came from another place, learned the scriptures, and what about that..."

"Oh, it's the same as that Great Tang Sanzang."

……

By the West Lake.

There are many people who stop and look at the center of the lake, pointing and pointing.

There were still several small boats floating on the water, and several boatmen rowed vigorously with their oars. On each of the boats sat a few strong warriors with big knives on their waists. Blood was surging in their bodies, obviously fierce men who had seen blood kill people.

After they looked at each other, they quickly cast their eyes down the water, as if they were looking for something.

The appearance of Fahai did not attract too many people's attention.

Only a few people who believed in Buddhism saluted him with folded hands, but after finding out that he was not a well-known Zen master nearby, they didn't pay much attention, and soon turned their attention to the lake.

Fa Hai looked at the lake, listening to the whispers of the common people.

"The people invited by the government have been here for a long time, and they haven't found any clues. It must be that old man Liu who was too old to see things that night."

"That's right, she even said that the female ghost is several times more beautiful than the oiran. How is that possible? The oiran is already one in a thousand, and those rich people don't hesitate to spend so much money to see each other. If it is more beautiful than her, what will it be like!"

"Whether he exists or not, a few people will drown by this lake every year, and some of them may become water ghosts. Let these sun-spirited people come to the water to press down, maybe they can be more stable."

"I think it might be better to invite a Taoist priest to do it here."

Several people have different opinions, you say you are right, I say I am right, no one agrees with the other.

But the cause and effect are probably clear.

Since the drought a while ago, the government has been a little bit taboo about the gods and ghosts in this area, so it pays special attention to it.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, people were sent to search immediately.

However, Naihe had never encountered such a situation, so the county magistrate, after following the advice of some experienced old people, invited these people who specialize in running darts in the rivers and lakes.

I don't dare to say how strong martial arts are, but at least I have a strong blood, and I have seen many strange people and strange things in my travels. I am also courageous. I know that many strange things are actually caused by people pretending to be ghosts behind their backs. What they seek is nothing more than money and sex.

After figuring this out, they are not afraid of the so-called demons and ghosts at all.

Compared with vision and knowledge, who is better than them?

It's just that this time the method of the black hand behind the scenes is a bit rare, and I haven't figured it out yet, just wait until I find clues to figure it out.

And here, although there are many people in front of Fa Hai, every time he takes a step forward, the people in front will involuntarily move away, and soon he is at the front, standing by the lake where old man Liu saw the female ghost that night.

Everyone was a little dissatisfied with the sudden appearance of the monk, because it blocked the best line of sight.

Some young man tried to hold him by the shoulder to get him out of the way.

But after pressing it with his hand, he found that this guy's body was as heavy and hard as a rock, and he couldn't push it at all.

And Fa Hai didn't care about the people behind him at all.

He just squatted down and reached out to touch the shore.

When he spread his palm again, there were already a few huge blue fish scales in his hand, which were the size of an adult's palm.

A sharp-eyed person next to him has been paying attention to this strange monk, and seeing this scene at a glance, he couldn't help shouting in surprise.

"Hey! I've never seen such a big scale. How big is this fish!"

"I'm afraid it must weigh hundreds of catties! Tsk tsk, the last time I saw such a big fish was when I was still wearing crotch pants, and I saw someone catch one..." A white-haired old man couldn't help but sigh in amazement.

"It's so big, it must be refined. Eating it may prolong your life."

"This scale is here, and I haven't heard of anyone catching it. Does it mean that the fish is in the lake?"

Some people began to have a crooked mind.

But at this moment, the strange monk suddenly said in a deep voice, "It's a demon."

"This herring has become a demon!"

"Becoming a demon?!"

The people around looked at each other in blank dismay.

Although monsters were mentioned in those story books, no one had actually seen them.

"Can this big herring become a demon?" An old man in a rich silk brocade suit stroked his beard and asked doubtfully.

"It can't do it alone." Fahai rubbed his fingers against the scales in his hand, "but there is another stronger monster here. It helped this herring become a monster."

"And the scales are all here... It is estimated that the herring has transformed into a human, and is hiding in the crowd!"

In an instant, the audience was in an uproar.

Many people present subconsciously looked at the strangers around them, half-believing, with a bit of vigilance on their faces.

I'm afraid that the herring demon that the monk is talking about is hiding among them.

At this moment, an angry shout came from not far away.

"Hey, where did you come from, you old bald donkey! You are here to deceive the people and intimidate the people, are you afraid that the officials will punish you for your crime?!"

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