Here Lies The Wicked

The boat docked on the shore, and it was a wrinkled, skinny, dry old man on his famous face.

Dressed in a taupe brown coat, he wore a bamboo top.

When the rowing came ashore and saw it up close, Fang finally confirmed that the green leather lantern on the bow of the boat was the soul lamp.

Surprise on the front.

The last time he saw the soul lights, it was not long ago that he walked with Mr. Fu and Mr. Zhang Butcher to catch the evil mirror spirit.

The sight is similar to the scene of the day walking in the shadows of a foggy surface world… a boat… a boatman… a soul lamp at the head of the boat.

But not today.

Nor is the boatman Mr. Fook.

Right now, in the real world.

What exactly is in this tap lake, and why does a mysterious boater suddenly appear in the middle of the night with a soul-lighting guide?

Square head is heavy.

Suddenly!

The nose flapped slightly, and when the boat landed, he smelled an unusual smell in the air.

It stinks.

From a green leather lantern.

The smell of corpse oil is particularly bright because it contains methane...

Fang gazed slightly and looked down at the soul lights that were emitting Sensen's ghostly green light.

In the middle of the night, a ferry boater suddenly appeared in the Phantom Lake.

The boatman had another corpse oil soul lamp.

This is not normal in itself. Perhaps... the boatman is not human...

Fortunately, Fang was wearing a battle suit prop suit, even his face was covered by a prop helmet, and the boatman found no abnormality on his face.

Meanwhile, he began to keep quiet and carefully gauge the boatmen and boats in front of him.

Didn't rush aboard.

“What is the identity of this sailor? Since you're not human, is that a ghost? Why are the two mysterious men in front boarding the boat and letting the boatmen take them into the depths of Lake Tap? ”

“Is it because… they are unfamiliar with water, or is it because… there really something under this lake that makes the two of them nervous that the sailor and the old man must cross the lake safely? ”

Thinking, he stood still on the shore of the lake.

“Do you know the rules of crossing the vagina line?” Although the old man of the boat was laughing, he seemed to give people a kind of dry smile without laughing. He was laughing, but gave people a cold feeling without expression, revealing a bite of black and yellow teeth.

Watanabe?

Through the vagina?

In the face of an increasingly bizarre and dramatic world, past worldviews can no longer keep up with the bizarre world that has changed dramatically. It is like one illiterate person… knowingly breaking into another more bizarre world.

Fang Zheng did not know how to answer the phone at the moment to avoid exposing himself. He kept standing still and did not answer immediately.

The ferry boater saw that he was always standing on the shore of the lake, and did not intend to board the boat. He saw that the ferry boater had to paddle the paddle he had been holding in his hand, so he had to re-paddle it to the depths of the tap lake.

Yet here it is, boom!

Fang Zheng's foot stepped on the bow, but the other foot remained motionless, standing on the shore of the lake.

There was no expression fluctuating on the ferry's face, stopping the paddle to be rowed and looking straight at it.

Fang is pulling back... the ferry boater will wait for a moment and then he will be rowing away... Fang is on one foot again.

Square pulling back the foot...

Fang takes one foot...

So repeated for more than ten minutes, perhaps holding on to the customer is God, always face the faceless ferry boater, this time finally can't help yelling: “To get on, get out without money. ”

Fang suddenly wanted to take a boat fare...

You said you wanted money.

Ghosts want money, too?

So Fang was taking a bunch of wrinkled banknotes from his body. However, this time, the ferry boatman was motionless, full of orange skin wrinkles on his old face, with a warm and angry expression. Under the sunny blue light on the bow of the boat, most of his face was covered in shadows, his face was suddenly blue and black, and he looked gloomy.

“Cross the vagina and take only the money between the vaginas. ”

“No sunroom money. ”

The ferryman's face became more wrinkled with orange zest, as if it was distorted by the five officials who were intolerant of anger.

What is it?

Money in the shadows?

Oh, turns out it's a medallion, that's how it reacts.

But in the middle of the night, where do you want me to find you a medallion?

And a $10 billion medley on the boat? Or a trillion dollar medallion?

The ferryman shrugged his nose and smiled greedily, lifting a finger with black and grey nails, pointing to greed: “I smell the rich smell of money on you. ”

“The more money this thing smells, the more addictive it gets. ”

When the ferryman smiled, he revealed his black and yellow teeth and turned his stomach upside down.

When he heard the ferryman's words, there was surprise and consternation in Square's heart. What did he have in him? Naturally, he knew the bottom of his heart. Which normal big man would carry such ominous things as a medallion?

However.

The next moment, when Fang was really finding a medallion from his body, people stunned.

“Yeah, that's it, the smell of money.” The ferryman's eyeballs were greedy, staring straight at the medallion in Fang's hand, and he could no longer move his eyes.

Just as quickly as I can remember, where this coin came from.

He couldn't help but appear in his mind the frightened, timid little girl who only dared to look down at his feet, pitiful to make his nose sour, obviously only a thin body of seven or eight years old, but with a strong obsession before his life, with clean, good eyes not yet polluted by the hustle and bustle.

Fang is coming back from the god, frowning.

He remembers perfectly well when this coin was kept at home by him.

The medallion is also called Yin De Qian.

Yin De, Yin De... Fang is a little suddenly silent.

“Boat family, I've been seasick since I was seasick, can you help me? ”

“I'm afraid I'm seasick. I accidentally fell into the lake without standing steady. It doesn't matter if I fall into the lake. The key is to be afraid of the money...”

He said, squarely handled the medallion in his hand and shook it a few more times in front of him.

He was greedy and staring at Fang Ferry in his right hand, screaming carefully for the money, careful of the money. He hesitated slightly to put down his double-paddle and walked to the bow to reach out one of his hands...

As Fang grabbed the hand of the ferryman, he felt like he grabbed a bunch of hard-boiled ice, with no flesh and warm temperatures.

“Watch your step, don't fall into this lake, it's not too peaceful right now...” The ferry boater crossed his body so that he could board the bow of the narrow space on the boat, and be kind enough to remind him to watch his step.

Of course, he is actually reminding Fang of the money in his hand...

“Shipwreck, are you a corpse oil? ”

“Hey, dude, good eye. ”

“Shipper, someone once said something to me...”

“ ”

Pfft!

It's not finished yet, suddenly the cold light flashed, the ghost knife has severely split the boatman in front of him into two pieces, all the way to the abdomen, but not a drop of blood, this is an empty skin without... guts and flesh.

“If you encounter someone using corpse oil as a soul light, go straight up and give him a knife. ”

It was not until this moment that I finished my final sentence.