Chapter 211 The Evil Gate
Mist suddenly rose in the dark sea.
The fog was only in the distance at first, but soon spread towards them.
The Ghost Controller standing on the fuselage of the plane looked uneasily at the unknown fog, his eyes full of vigilance.
Everything happened so bizarrely, first Wang Huang's inexplicable death, then Zhao Long's crazy behavior, and finally the plane actually appeared directly on the sea.
These ghost masters are no different from ordinary people, without any foresight.
“What the hell is going on!”
This is the question on the minds of many ghost controllers.
Didn’t you say that there are benefits to exploring Asan Country?
How long did it take before the plane took off?
A full play will take no more than ten hours.
In just ten hours, their plane crashed into the sea.
The fog in the distance came very quickly, almost in a matter of seconds, it was almost in front of them.
Yu Qian stood on the sea, squinting at the huge fog, his eyes flickered slightly, he thought for a moment, and walked towards the fog.
A ghost controller stared at Yu Qian, somewhat curious as to why this man could stand on the sea.
Until his eyes fell on Yu Qian's feet, his pupils shrank slightly, and everything became clear.
At this moment, at Yu Qian’s feet, there was a male corpse swimming in the sea with his hands raised.
Every time Yu Qian took a step, the male corpse used its rotten hands to catch Yu Qian's feet.
It seems that this is the reason why Yu Qian is standing on the sea.
"Where do you want to go?" Someone asked Yu Qian in a cold voice.
The result was in line with common sense, and Yu Qian disappeared into the mist without looking back.
I have no intention of answering at all.
The ghost controller who spoke had a gloomy face. He took a deep look at the fog, thought about it, and did not act rashly.
The fog quickly engulfed the sea area, and the visibility was instantly reduced to three meters.
The ghost masters were wary of their surroundings. Suddenly, a ghost master's pupils shrank, "So... so many coffins!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked and quickly opened their eyes and looked around.
Sure enough, coffins appeared one after another on the surrounding sea surface. The coffins were densely packed and all were black in color.
Some coffins are not in perfect condition and have broken sides. Through the broken gaps, you can see a corpse lying inside.
The ghost controllers looked around blankly, and the ghosts in their bodies were frantically warning that they were of the same kind. They were surrounded by the same kind of people, and they were not being controlled by the same kind.
“It’s over… it’s over…”
There was a ghost controller sitting on the wing with trembling lips, and his whole person became depressed.
Ghosts, they are all ghosts, countless ghosts, they will not survive.
Walking in the mist, Yu Qian looked at the coffins around him and reached out to push open the lid of one coffin.
Inside is a child with his hands on his abdomen, his face livid, and his eyes tightly closed.
The child suddenly opened his eyes, and a coldness quickly spread out of the coffin.
The child's eyes were lifeless and empty. As the coffin was opened, the evil ghost lying inside the coffin immediately came to life.
Yu Qian touched his chin, raised his head and looked around, his eyes flickering slightly, "Can you beat me now?"
"Yes, there is no pressure to beat you." Rouge looked at the coffins around him and nodded.
“It looks like it’s a real ghost, that’ll be fun.”
Yu Qianmeng reached out and grabbed the kid who sat up, and swallowed him in one gulp.
As the evil ghost was swallowed, the opened coffin suddenly began to change. The coffin began to decay rapidly, and finally turned into a pool of black viscous substance, diluted in the sea water.
I took it orally...
Yu Qian licked his lips.
"I can't feel how many ghosts there are, but I can be sure that there are many, and they are very old..."
Rouge lowered his head and thought for a moment, then continued: "The latest ghost was killed the day before yesterday. Swept in.”
"No matter, I'll eat first. The more I eat, the faster and more stable my invasion will be."
Now Yu Qian has less than a thousand ghosts to eat, so he can eat steadily without worrying about losing control. .
"You still have to be careful, that ghost can't be so kind." Yanzhi reminded.
"Be measured."
Yu Qian withdrew his gaze from the distance of the fog, and was about to use his clone. The next moment, a faint green suddenly lit up in the gray fog.
Immediately afterwards, a small boat sailed out of the fog.
An old man wearing a bamboo hat appeared in front of Yu Qian holding a boat.
A flickering oil lamp hung on the white flag on the bow of the ship.
"Want to take a boat? Three yuan per person."
The old man in the hat used the boat pole to open the coffin in front, looked up at Yu Qian and asked.
The old man's voice was cold and emotionless, like a dead person speaking.
Rouge looked at the old man, then lowered his head to look at Yu Qian, with some doubts in his eyes.
Yu Qian stared at the old man and was silent for a while without saying anything. He took out two pieces of three-dollar ghost money from his sleeve and handed it over.
The old man in the bamboo hat, his eyes flashed slightly, hesitant, but after waiting for a while, he took it.
“Get on the boat, the destination is the old ghost village.”
With that said, the old man in the bamboo hat stepped aside.
Yu Qian still said nothing and walked onto the boat silently.
The old man in the bamboo hat held on to his bamboo hat, turned the boat in one direction, and sailed towards the depths of the mist.
It’s becoming more and more interesting.
The cursed Li Yao, the fog of the crash, the sea of coffins, and now a punter has arrived.
It's inexplicable, as if there are hands pushing these people who appear here.
Li Yao is calculating something, but it gives people a very childish feeling.
If you really want to see it, Li Yao's role is just to bring them here.
This is the first step.
What is the second step?
Yu Qian is not sure and needs to see.
No contradiction, nothing, just plain, just like the beginning of the book.
It gives people an inexplicable feeling.
For a while, Yu Qian was also a little confused.
"Yu Qian, I feel like something wants you to follow the route." Yanzhi said with a wrinkled face.
"I can feel it too, something is craving my body." Yu Qian said seriously.
"I told you beforehand that I really wasn't affected. I just thought it was fun." Yanzhi explained.
Yu Qian understood that she was talking about dragging him to form a team before.
“I know.”
Rouge nodded: “It’s good to know, I’m just afraid you don’t know.”
"He can't hear us." Yanzhi suddenly looked at the old man in front of the boat and asked.
“Can’t hear you, I’m driving the Ghost.”
“Oh.” Yanzhi felt relieved.
The fog is receding, the boat is not big, it can accommodate at most three people standing.
Although the boat is small, it travels very smoothly, and the boat pole is very handy in the hands of the old man in the bamboo hat.
The coffins along the way were gently touched by the old man with the boat pole and floated far away. The coffins touched each other and floated far away.
But when the boat passes by, those coffins will float back.
The old man in a bamboo hat steered the boat among the wreckage of ships and planes.
Obviously, the old man is very familiar with this waterway.
Yu Qian lowered his head slightly and looked at the ship's plank, and found a ball of paper dust. The paper dust had been wetted and turned into a lump.
"Guest, here we are..."
Suddenly, the old man in a bamboo hat turned back to look at Yu Qian and Yanzhi. Yu Qian paused and looked up. There was a small island in front of him, right on the edge of the fog.
“When?”
Yu Qian was very surprised. He just lowered his head for a moment and he arrived?
When I looked before, there was no island in front of me.
"Guest...it's time to disembark." The old man in a bamboo hat reminded.
Yu Qian was silent for a while, without saying a word, and walked off the boat.
The island in front of us is not shrouded in fog, but the sun is shining brightly.
The high sun made Yu Qiandu suspect that he was in reality.
Looking along the shore, there is a path winding forward.
In front of the path, there is a hexagonal archway with only three words written on it, 'Old Ghost Village'.
The hexagonal archway has been around for some time, and was the standard before the Republic of China.
"Guest...if possible...it would be better to be a little more mutilated."
The voice of an old man in a bamboo hat suddenly came from behind.
“Incomplete?”
Yu Qian suddenly looked back, his pupils shrinking slightly.
There was no old man or boat in front of me, only the remains of a paper boat rising and falling on the water.
The paper boat is no bigger than a palm and has been completely wet by the sea water.
“Don’t feel anything?” Yanzhi asked with a solemn expression.
Yu Qian was silent for a while and said: "No."
I didn't feel any changes at all, I could only feel a little supernatural, but this in itself was normal. It would make no sense for a ship that could sail on the sea of coffins to not have a little supernatural.
Looking at the paper boats rising and falling in the sea, Yu Qian lowered his head and looked at his shoes, lifted his feet, and saw a piece of faded paper money on them.
It was the ghost money he gave to the old man before.
There is no more supernatural power...
Rouge suddenly felt something was wrong. She reached into her pocket and took out a piece of ghost money, which was also faded.
"What the hell." Rouge said in surprise.
“There’s something weird in there.”
For a while, Yu Qian couldn’t figure out what was going on.
"Then, shall we go to this old ghost village?" Rouge was a little scared.
This rarely happens if ghosts kill people. They usually directly attack the person who triggers the killing pattern.
She had never encountered a situation like this before.
Hearing Yanzhi's question, Yu Qian thought for a while, "It's time to go and come. If I don't figure out what the situation is, I'll feel uncomfortable."
"To be honest. , I have never encountered such a thing since I became a ghost controller, it is so evil."
Yu Qian feels that the world view here is different.
Looking back at the Misty Sea, Yu Qian walked towards the path without staying any longer.
"By the way, what does the old boatman mean by incomplete?"
Walking on the path, Rouge suddenly asked.
“I don’t know, there are many kinds of disabilities, physical disabilities, mental disabilities, moral disabilities, spiritual disabilities, relatives and friends... these are all disabilities, which one is specifically mentioned, until we arrived at the old ghost village Only later can we know. "
If Yu Qian really wants to give an answer, Yu Qian can't give one. It can't be that the old boatman is talking about missing limbs. This is not really a problem for them.
The old boatman should have seen their strength, and he should not have left them with mutilated limbs.
Rouge swayed her feet and wrinkled her face, unable to think of a reason.
Following the path, there are lush greenery on both sides, lush trees, and stunning flowers and plants.
"Yu Qian, you read a lot, do you know what kind of flower this is?"
Yanzhi pointed to a red flower with seven petals growing on the trunk. The flower is like a dragon's claw. It has a bulb, shaped like an onion, with clustered leaves, slender tips, and bright red color.
Being gently blown by the wind gives people an extremely coquettish feeling.
Yu Qian followed the direction of Rouge's finger, and to their right, there was a patch of red flowers like this growing on a big tree.
A bright red, extremely beautiful.
"Manzhushahua is a plant of the Amaryllidaceae family, also known as Wuyi grass, dragon claw flower, ghost fire, ghost flower, hell flower, shezi flower, mountain black poison, and the flower of life and death. , flowers without leaves, ghosts holding umbrellas, soul-attracting flowers, attracting flowers, Forgotten Flowers, Lycoris Lycoris, Red Lycoris Lycoris, etc..."
“But the most famous one is the name, Bibihua...”
“This plant usually grows in places with corpses nearby. It absorbs nutrients from corpses. Of course, artificial fertilization is also possible. But malnutrition is prone to occur.”
Rouge: "..."
"It's enough to popularize the science."
"I haven't seen the other shore flower, nor have I heard that the other shore flower grows on the tree, or this is not the other shore flower, Or there is a corpse in the tree."
"Would you know if there is a corpse by looking at it?" Rouge said.
“That’s right.”
Yu Qian waved his hand, and a clone appeared next to a tree growing on it.
The clone stretched out his hand and inserted it directly into the big tree. The big branches were surprisingly fragile and seemed to be hollow inside.
No, it's not hollow. The clone pulled out his hand, and an arm with a large red base was pulled out by the clone.
“There really is a corpse.” Yanzhi blinked, full of curiosity.
“Consistent with common sense.”
Yu Qian thought it was normal, but as soon as he finished speaking, he looked slightly surprised. He saw that his clone was quickly disappearing, and the clone's supernatural power was rapidly transferring.
Yu Qian looked at the clone's hand and saw that the arm pulled out from the trunk was covered with a large number of red roots.
These roots are greedily sucking the soul and flesh of the clone.
At the same time, the red flowers growing on the trunk began to turn dark.
Soon, something strange happened. On the flower that had turned into pitch black, a human face actually grew out, a human face exactly like Yu Qian.
The human face is pitch black, as are the facial features.
“Yu Qian~”
The moment the human face appeared, a shout suddenly came from the human face’s mouth.
Yu Qian's face darkened slightly. The next moment, another clone appeared and ate the crooked flower in one bite.
The sound stopped suddenly.
But the next moment, the clone that had eaten the human face flower suddenly lost control, and the dark human faces violently tore the skin and emerged from the clone.
The familiar voice sounded again.
“Yu Qian~Yu Qian~”
Yu Qian’s eyes narrowed slightly, and a scorching heat quietly appeared on the clone. The next second, the face on the clone suddenly became ferocious. Standing up, the dark features were constantly twisting, and Yu Qian, who was shouting, had changed his tone and became extremely sharp.
"Ghost flower..." Yu Qian knew it in his mind. (End of chapter)