The cold river water poured into Liao Caichen's mouth and nose. He closed his breath hard, stabbed under the water and swam forward hard. The shadow above his head disappeared, and silver-white moonlight was sprinkling above him. He knew that he had thrown the big ship behind him.

But at the same time, another question surged in his mind: what just happened to shock the hull, and now it was clear that the waves were calm and there were no reefs under the river... He turned around and looked at the big ship with doubts, but this look made Liao Caichen's body suddenly become stiff and he almost choked on the water and went in.

There was a gray thing in the river not far away, moving quickly towards his own direction. He couldn't tell whether it was water vapor or smoke, but he could tell it vaguely. The raised front end of the thing looked like a human face - Qiu Ran's face.

Liao Caichen was shocked, and Fushui's movements became flustered. His hands and feet seemed to be out of control, and he swept out splashes, but his body could not move half an inch forward.

But at the same time, the ball of yin energy behind him moved faster. Liao Caichen felt the powerful water pressure. It was like a huge hand, and suddenly rushed from behind to grab him in his palm, and then pressed him heavily into the mud and sand at the bottom of the water.

The three souls returned to the water palace, and the seven souls were leisurely entering the underworld. Liao Caichen played Du Shiniang who was angry and sinking into the treasure chest. When he jumped into the river and committed suicide, he just had to close his eyes and make a silent appearance. But now, he really felt what it was like to be suffocated to death. The mud and sand were rushing into his nose, mouth and ears, blocking all the outlets he could breathe. He felt that his lungs were about to explode, as if they were roasted by fire, and the fire hurts.

A white light appeared in his brain. Liao Caichen knew that his consciousness was gradually leaving his body, and the pain seemed not so strong. However, the fear in his heart was getting deeper and deeper, almost completely devouring him: he was not afraid of death, what he was afraid of was that his soul was still trapped by Qiu Ran after his death, and he would never be able to escape from him forever, just like other people who died innocently in Qiu's house.

"Swish."

Another white light, but this time, the light seemed to pass through his closed eyelids, very bright, as if it had absorbed the moonlight in the air.

Liao Caichen opened his eyes hard, and he could actually see it. In the mud and sand at the bottom of the river, he could see the fine gravel and pebbles around his body, and even heard a rustling sound around him, although the movement was made by Qiu Ran.

Liao Caichen looked at the gravel in horror and retreated backwards, with one hand appearing in the middle of the sand. What kind of hand is this? It was blue in the white, and two fingers were missing. There was a huge gap on the back of the hand, as if it was bitten by a big fish.

Liao Caichen let out a scream that he had never expected, kicked down with both feet, and escaped from the shale.

He swam towards the water like a free fish. At the same time, his eyes glimpsed at Qiu Ran below, he was crawling out of the mud and sand, a face that was so bitten by the fish that he could hardly recognize was raised, and his eyes were staring coldly at himself.

Liao Caichen was frightened by this gaze. He let out a "scream" without saying a word, swam upwards with all his strength. His body was very light, and it seemed completely different from the body that had just been trapped in the mud and sand, as if something was holding him below.

However, Liao Caichen didn't care about anything now. He tried his best to kick his hands and feet, and then he finally burst out of the river with a "poof".

The air outside was cool and fishy, ​​but Liao Caichen felt that he had never breathed such sweet air. He spit out the mud and sand in his mouth, fluttering his nose desperately, allowing the air to slowly flow to the lungs that had already been squeezed into pieces. After his mind was a little clearer, he saw a raft beside him, with three people standing on the raft, two men and one woman. The thin and young man had already grabbed his arms and dragged him onto the raft easily.

"Water...there are ghosts in the water..." Liao Caichen pointed to the water surface in a daze before he could thank him.

"Of course I know there is a ghost underneath, and I also know that if I hadn't saved you, you would have been eaten by that old ghost now." A girl with a straw hat slowly turned to Liao Caichen and said something that stunned him.

Liao Caichen looked at the face that was covered by a hat, and for some reason, he shivered slightly, "Did you save me?"

After saying this, he suddenly thought of the inexplicable trembling of the ship and the warm silver light in the mud and sand. He was stunned for a moment and asked again, "You really can save me?"

"It's so long-winded." The girl said roughly, waved her fingers upwards, and silently said "Chou". With her words, a bright copper needle suddenly drilled out of the river surface, and after turning around in the air, it fell steadily on the palm of the girl's palm.

Liao Caichen had never seen such a magical scene. He immediately fell to the ground, kowtowed a few times on the hard raft, and said, "Thank you for saving my life, thank you for saving my life."

But after kowtowing a few times and his forehead was blue, he saw that the girl had no intention of asking him to stop, so he had to bend over and kneel there, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Fortunately, another tall man who had not spoken came over and smoothed out, helped him up, and said angrily, "It is easy to save you once, but if you still have bad habits in the future, even the gods can't save you."

Liao Caichen nodded tremblingly, "Yes...yes...I swear I will never gamble again. If I step into the gambling house for half a step, I will let Qiu Ran pester me for generations, and I will let me...I will never get rid of him..."

Hearing this, the girl squeezed a sneer on her lips, "Even gamblers are afraid of evil spirits. I want to meet Qiu Ran to see how terrible he is."

"God, let's leave here as soon as possible. Although you have supernatural powers,... but that monster is really cruel and terrifying. According to my guess, he should have killed his two wives and killed his servants cleanly. It's better for us to leave."

Liao Caichen had been frightened by Qiu Ran, so he naturally urged them to escape quickly. However, as soon as he finished speaking, the raft suddenly creaked and shook violently for a few times, and then stopped moving, as if it was stuck to the water.
Chapter completed!