Ruins of the past

The front of the ship.

A large thick fog suddenly dispersed, and everyone saw more than ten fishing boats floating on the river.

The people standing on the boat were all ordinary people wearing shabby coats and with faces full of vicissitudes of life. They looked a bit like fishermen on both sides of the strait.

In the center where they were gathered, a young girl was tied up on a small fishing boat painted with red paint.

In front of the girl, the old man with a rough face was stroking the girl's head and muttering something softly.

On the surrounding fishing boats, the fishermen each lit a candle and followed the old man in chanting some kind of prayer.

"The sea of ​​knowledge, rivers and lakes, is deep and boundless, and accommodates all things."

"Enter the river! Enter the river! Cry with me."

"Enter the river! Enter the river! Share my sorrow."

"The water is the screen, the river is the belt, the sinking things, listen to my call!"

As the ritual progressed, the girl was lifted up and moved to the middle of the river little by little.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Heavenly Master immediately stepped forward to stop him.

When the fishermen saw the Tianshi Sect's symbol, they couldn't resist at all and were escorted to the boat one by one.

The old man at the head knelt on the ground and lamented: "Dear Taoists, this is the custom of our village. Someone must go down to the river to feed the river god to ensure peace in the coming year."

"Otherwise, there will be floods, and merchant ships coming and going will be attacked by water ghosts."

"Only by completing the rituals can one be safe for a year."

"There have been haunting incidents recently, but this ritual has been delayed."

Xuancheng shouted: "Where did the river god come from? There are clearly evil spirits breeding at the bottom of the river. You should go to the reporting temple and let the demon subduing magicians in the temple save the souls of the dead."

Hearing these words, the old man sighed and said: "The Taoist priest in the temple asked for too high a price. We, the common people, really couldn't afford it, so we made this decision."

Someone else shouted: "The government doesn't care, and the Taoist temple doesn't care either. They can't just let us wait to die, right?"

"Xiaocui was originally an abandoned baby that no one wanted. We have raised her for more than ten years. Now it is only natural that she should sacrifice for the village."

While the villagers were arguing, the female Taoist priest Yunxiu came to the girl who was used as a sacrifice.

She looked at the other party's uneasy eyes, loosened the rope on the other party, and comforted: "Don't worry, it's okay. We are here to rescue you."

The girl murmured: "If we don't complete the ritual, something will happen to the village."

Yunxiu smiled and comforted: "Master is a world-famous Taoist immortal. With him here, no ghost can even think of doing evil. You are fine..."

On the other side, Wang Zhishan looked at the villagers and his eyes gradually turned cold, and he said calmly: "You dare to quibble about the evil sacrifice?"

"Today I will first kill the demons and eliminate the ghosts, and then send you back to the government for justice."

When they heard that he was going to be sent to the government, the faces of the villagers present changed. In their opinion, this was more terrifying than the flood.

After Wang Zhishan said this, his purple Taoist robe automatically flew into the air without any wind, and he flew up like a fairy.

As he stepped forward step by step, pieces of talisman paper lit up around him.

Wang Zhishan opened his mouth slightly, and a mantra came out of his mouth: "Those who sink deeply, the sea will sleep forever..."

On the deck, incense candles spontaneously ignited without fire, and the statue of Taoist Xuanyuan also trembled slightly.

The disciples of the Tianshi Sect were waiting attentively, and they all knew that Wang Zhishan had begun to save the souls of the dead.

But as the incantation sounded, Chu Qiguang immediately felt something was wrong: ‘This is not the incantation taught by the Heavenly Master. ’

Wang Zhishan seemed not to notice anything strange about the spell.

He listened to the whispering in his ears and continued to read enthusiastically: "Enlighten us, using the stars as our guide and the sea as our cradle..."

Chu Qiguang frowned and asked, ‘Yu Li! Is this mantra related to "Refining the Soul"? Why do people from the Tianshi Sect know this? Yu Li? ’

Yu Li did not respond to Chu Qiguang's call.

Instead, there was a banging sound coming from the box, as if something was knocking on the box from the inside, trying to open it.

Chu Qiguang grabbed the box suddenly and suppressed the struggling power coming from it.

At the same time, the sound of splashing water sounded again all around, and countless ghost hands began to shake the hull.

Xuancheng shouted: "All disciples, follow me to protect the master!"

The female Taoist priest Yun Xiu pulled the girl who was being sacrificed to Chu Qiguang, looked at him and said, "You hide in the cabin! Don't come out!"

After finishing speaking, she didn't have time to say anything more, so she ran to the side of the boat to drive away the ghosts with other disciples of the Celestial Master Sect.

Xiaolan's voice sounded: "Brother Chu, look at those villagers!"

Chu Qiguang turned his head and saw bursts of heart-rending screams from the villagers.

Their eyes began to bulge, scales grew on their bodies, and mucus secreted, all gradually turning into fish shapes.

Only Xiaocui, who was the sacrifice, was still standing beside Chu Qiguang without any abnormal changes on her body.

And when Chu Qiguang looked at the alienated villagers, the lines of writing in his eyes also changed.

"The descendant of the deep sea."

"Knowledge and the ocean simultaneously symbolize sinking."

"If you eat the gift sent from the deep sea, you will have the opportunity to become its dependent and obtain a body beyond human beings."

"It is said that in the deep sea, there once lived the servants of the stars."

"The ancient humans beheaded them in an attempt to find revelations from the stars."

“But there’s a reason why the stars are so far away from humans.”

"Ignorant exploration will inevitably lead to madness and tragedy."

Chu Qiguang was slightly stunned when he saw this scene.

The disciples of the Tianshi Sect on the other side had already swung their swords to kill the mutated villagers one by one.

Amidst the screams, the villagers' fish heads were cut off, and each one of them made a whimpering sound of grief.

In the sky, Wang Zhishan finished reciting the last incantation and slowly fell back to the deck.

Above the river, the thick fog gradually dispersed.

The ghosts in the water also lost their shape amidst the screams and disappeared like bursts of smoke.

The entire river seemed to have returned to normal, with no more ghosts to be seen.

Many of the disciples of the Tianshi Sect relaxed, and some even cheered.

They then boarded a fishing boat and found some strange fish and property.

The bodies of those fish were deformed, covered with weird barbs, and their two pure white eyes also bulged out, exuding a sense of madness.

Several of the fish were placed on the dining table, all looking half-eaten.

In addition, there are some jade pendants and silk, which are not the property of fishermen.

"How can these fishermen have such fine jade pendants and such silk?"

Xuancheng said: "Perhaps they have all been bewitched by evil spirits. The evil spirits killed the merchants and then salvaged the property from the river and gave it to the fishermen."

Just as the Taoist priests were speculating, Yunxiu came to Chu Qiguang: "Why didn't you hide?"

Yunxiu said helplessly: "You are lucky to have met us this time. If you are so reckless alone, you will get into trouble sooner or later."

Chu Qiguang sighed: "You should hide."

Yunxiu was slightly startled: "Huh?"

Chu Qiguang looked at the confused Taoist nun in front of him, sighed and said, "It's not over yet."

"That ghost is coming up."

Yunxiu looked in the direction of Chu Qiguang's gaze and saw a pair of wet footprints appearing on the deck beside the ship.

Accompanied by the clear sound of footsteps, wet footprints were approaching Wang Zhishan's position.

I fell into a bad mood today and ate fried chicken, cola, milk tea and ice cream, and suddenly I felt much better. I will work hard to update more next time!