Tang Shuai was startled and turned his head to look at this kind of cruise ship again.

It had only been a stick of incense since Tang Shuai and the others boarded the ship, but the ship seemed to have traveled through decades. The hull of the ship had become highly decayed at some point, exuding the smell of decay. It was riddled with holes.

The deck was almost broken at the touch of a finger, the ship's oil sail was rolled up and hung in the middle of the mast, and the entire cruise ship seemed to be drifting with the current without anyone in control.

Tang Shuai couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. The old Jianghu of Tangmen once told her: People on the water are born on the water and die on the boat. They spend most of their lives drifting on the water. A boat may be passed down from ancestor to father, and from father to son.

It's like sharing the same house and land. But when a boat family disappears and no one inherits the boat, other fishermen will roll up the sails, push the boat into the water and let it drift until it sinks.

Boatmen call this kind of ship that rolls up its canvas and hangs it in the mast and drifts on its own as a "ghost ship". They never dare to approach when they meet on the water. They burn incense and kowtow in the distance. Even if the ghost ship is washed up on the shore, no one dares to move it.

They decayed and disintegrated or were washed away by floods.

This story tells the story of General Tang Shuai, who has repeatedly warned you to take a boat at the ferry in the middle of the night. If the boatman takes your money and refuses to let you get on the boat, you must not force your way onto the boat, as it may be a "

"Ghost Ship". The undead on the ghost ship will not catch scapegoats, but if you insist on sending them to your doorstep, they won't mind a few more tenants on the ship.

The more Tang Shuai thought about it, the more frightened he became. He lowered his voice and said, "When the boatman took the money just now, did you see clearly how he got off the boat?"

"No...no..." Cold sweat broke out on Tang Bing's forehead: "He seemed to have arrived on the shore all at once."

Taoist priest Kong Jian, who was not far away, also came over: "We didn't think twice when we boarded the boat! Think about it, how could an ordinary boatman dare to play tricks on us, a man with a knife and a sword, in the middle of the night..."

"Rust, rustle, rustle..." Before Kong could finish his words, a soft sound suddenly came from the cabin.

Tang Bing and Tang Shi jumped up reflexively, and Tang Shuai couldn't help but shudder.

Tang Bing grabbed the hidden weapon, pointed at the boatman with a fierce look and shouted: "What is in your cabin?"

"Osprey!" The boatman was uncharacteristically calm and said with a half-smile, "Do you want to take a look?"

Tang Bing and Tang Shi looked at each other, and the latter said solemnly: "Open the hatch!"

The boatman grabbed the bamboo stick and pushed it against the cabin door. Several black shadows flew out of the cabin one after another, flapping their wings and landing on the roof of the cabin.

After Tang Bingna saw the osprey clearly, he was immediately frightened to death - the things on the top of the osprey's neck were actually human heads. Those human heads, with pale faces and bleeding from their orifices, looked down at several people with pale green eyes.

, there was both ferocious coldness and painful pleading in his eyes.

"Changfeng, Changkong..." Several Wudang disciples who rushed over saw the appearance of those human-faced ospreys, and they were so frightened that their legs weakened and they knelt down on the boat.

The fisherman sneered: "Why don't you meet these ospreys? When we got on the boat just now, you were still calling us brothers. As brothers, you should get closer..."

"Kill my disciple!" Kong saw the sword drawn in his hand and slashed at the boatman. The cold sword energy instantly split the boatman in half from the top of his head.

The figures separated from the middle floated to the left and right a few feet away from the bow of the ship. At the same time, they said: "I won't let you get on the ship, but you insist on getting on. Then stay and be my osprey!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the human-faced osprey hovering on the mast immediately swooped down, stretched out two skinny human hands from the feathers under its abdomen, grabbed the Wudang disciple who collapsed on the deck, and threw him into the water.

Immediately there was a blood wave rolling under the boat, and the sound of miserable howls could be heard. Several Wudang disciples struggled desperately to surface, and were pulled back by the osprey swimming in the water. Standing on the boat, although the osprey could not see clearly in the water

action, but you can see waves splashing around several Wudang disciples

In the flower, the bloody flesh was rolling up and down layer by layer like a dead fish. The flesh and flesh on the bodies of those people became less and less as they struggled to rise and fall, and even their internal organs were continuously thrown out of the body and sank into the water.

, several bloody faces gradually turned into skeletons with exposed bones.

Seeing that the Taoist Priest was shocked and angry, Kong turned sideways and waved a palm towards the river. The force of the force entered the water, and several mutilated corpses were knocked to death. The eagle was turned to the water by the force of the palm. This palm of his hand ended the disciple's pain and also struck him out.

murderous look.

"Give my disciple his life!"

Kong Jian saw the Taoist Priest roar loudly, and one thought like an eagle flying into the clouds. His body quickly transformed into four shapes, with fists, palms, legs, and claws fiercely attacking the opponent's vital points.

The boatman was still floating there without evading, letting the other party's fists and palms hit him on the head and face.

"Bang!" Taoist priest Kong Jian suddenly heard a loud noise, and the figure in front of him was like a splash of water blown away, bursting into water droplets and dispersing in the air. Then, the water droplets in the air actually condensed into silver water columns.

, followed his retracted fist, and hit Sora directly at the door.

Seeing that the Taoist priest was almost trapped in a cocoon when he struck with all his strength, Kong suddenly broke into a cold sweat. He immediately fell backwards, trying to use the iron plate bridge to avoid the fatal blow.

The water column did not hit Kong Jian, but it stopped in front of his face that was looking up.

Kong Jian watched as the water column suspended in front of him began to squirm from the top and turned into a human face. Then two pairs of pale arms stretched out from under the face, and said to Kong Jian below him.

Chang grabbed it fiercely.

Taoist priest Kong Jian had no choice but to raise his palm in response. The moment his palm force collided with the ghost claw. Taoist priest Kong Jian only felt that the place where his palm touched seemed to be nothing, and his own palm force seemed to be like nothing.

Once again, the sky was empty.

This time, Taoist priest Kong Jian really lost his strength, and his whole body fell straight down onto the deck. The big ship that could only carry dozens of people just seemed to be unable to withstand the impact of Taoist priest Kong Jian.

It suddenly decomposed beneath him, and everyone on the boat fell into the river.

After Kong Jian Taoist Master fell into the water, he could no longer care about others. He only had one thought in his mind: "Escape!" Kong Jian used his hands and feet to break up the waves and flew away like a barracuda in the water. He had not yet rushed out.

Not far away, I felt that the energy and blood in my body were churning endlessly, and a feeling of suffocation from excessive exertion hit my heart, as if I would bleed to death if I didn't stop to breathe.

Kong Jian Taoist Master had just emerged from the water, and after taking a breath, he felt the pressure on his back gradually increasing, as if there was a giant standing behind him, staring at him eagerly.

"Aren't you running slowly?" the boatman's voice was full of joking: "Few of your disciples are faster than you. Do you want me to give you a ride?"

Seeing the Taoist Priest Kong, he only felt someone slapped him hard on his vest, and with the blood spurting out, he rowed a few feet along the river, and flew towards the river beach. He thought that he would definitely die, but he didn't see the boatman continue.

Chase.
Chapter completed!