There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 374: Soul corpse

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The shouts of killing and the thunderbolt of the battleship continued.

Fangzheng never sees the two sides who are fighting.

He tried his best to look far away, but the mist in front of him was so thick that he couldn't see the front at all.

Whenever he felt he was about to catch up with the battle site, he didn't see the actual warring parties except for the wreckage of warships and wood chips floating along the water.

I don’t know who the Human Race is fighting against in the unknown mist?

But the harvest of soul energy is still going on.

Ordinary spirit energy from the battlefield +1, +1, +1...

Hundreds of souls have been harvested along the way.

This trip to the yin, just the harvest of this wave of soul energy is not a loss.

Gradually, the shouts of killing became farther and farther away. How could the speed of his and Mr. Fu’s small sampan catch up with those huge warships, and gradually they could no longer hear it.

But they still haven't walked out of the historical battlefield where the remains of the battleship are located.

From beginning to end, Mr. Fu held the helm silently. It seemed that any movement around him could not cause the expressionless Mr. Fu with a dead face to produce any mood swings.

Suddenly!

Fang Zheng felt a sense of horror in his heart, his back was slightly chilled, and his body was subconsciously strained. It was from the biological instinct to perceive danger.

But there is a thick fog around you that you can't see your fingers, like the fog blinds your eyes and you can't see anything.

Wow!

There was only the sound of water in his ears, like the sound of Mr. Fu holding a bamboo pole in his hand, or something else.

Fang Zheng was curious. He just bowed his head to see if there was movement in the water, but when he bowed his head, he saw the reflection of a woman standing in the water on the tip of a warship that was sinking on a rock and was raised high. Above, that woman seems to have two faces different from ordinary people? And is looking at him.

Fang Zheng suddenly raised his head to look in the direction of the reflection in the water.

However, at this moment!

Puff!

Crack, clang, clang!

First, there was the sound of diving, and the figure of the woman with two faces had disappeared. There was only a thick rusty ship anchor chain, which extended from the steel battleship, and the other end fell into the terrifying river under the thick fog. , And because the ship's anchor chain is too heavy, it is still sinking because of the friction of Qiangqiang.

Fang Zheng's eyes sank, and the woman with two faces seemed to have jumped under the water? And it seems that the ship's anchor chain is connected to the body of a two-faced woman?

Fang Zheng didn’t dare to be careless. At this moment, his eyes glowed coldly and saw that the heavy ship anchor chain that had been sinking straight under the water suddenly became an oblique angle, and something under the water was quickly chasing after it. From the boat he was in.

The surface of the water rolls up with waves.

It's the woman who jumped into the water!

Seeing this scene, Fang Zheng has a calm expression on his face, and he is not flustered. He tensed his whole body and meditated on the magic ape in his heart. There was a little eager excitement in his eyes, ready to meet the things under the water.

But Mr. Fu, who has been holding on to the bow, seems to have turned a deaf ear to the situation behind him and did not see any movement behind him. He has never made any movement.

Chang!

The slash chased the thick and long anchor chain, and suddenly it stretched straight, splashing water in mid-air, only a few meters away from the boat.

It turns out that the anchor chain has ended.

Fang Zheng, who was getting ready to go, saw the unexpected result, he uttered an er, he subconsciously turned his head and took a look at Mr. Fu who was still silently holding on.

"Could it be that all of this has already been within Mr. Fu's calculations?"

Standing at the stern of the boat, Fang Zheng, feeling panicked in his heart, grabbed his hair with both hands, roaring messily in his heart.

I felt so uncomfortable! Don't let him ask the 100,000 why in his heart, he is afraid that he was not beaten to death by a ghost, first of all he was driven crazy by himself.

Fang Zheng opened his big eyes and looked at Mr. Fu pitifully with his back facing him.

"That is called a corpse soul, not a normal human soul. It is a special kind of soul formed from a corpse. A corpse soul cannot be killed. Even if it is killed once, it can be resurrected immediately. The only way is to not actively provoke, the corpse soul cannot leave the place where the corpse is buried."

This time Mr. Fu finally spoke. Mr. Fu's voice was very soft. He seemed to be very jealous of the spiritual world of the dead. Even Mr. Fu was taboo.

Seeing that Mr. Fu finally spoke, Fang Zheng was overjoyed and couldn't wait to ask the questions along the way, but he suddenly gave a shock.

It turns out that they have already walked out of the battlefield area.

There are no more warship wrecks on either side, and they no longer walk through the warship wreckage.

Fang Zheng couldn't help but think of Mr. Fu's words, the corpse soul cannot leave the burial place...

Moreover, it is strange to say that although they saw some wood chips and wood fragments from time to time along the way, they never saw the traces of the dozen or so ancient human ships.

I don’t know if it’s going deeper into the battlefield...

Thinking about it here, Fang Zheng forgot the previous question. When he remembered again, he was about to open his mouth to continue to ask questions. At this time, Mr. Fu interrupted Fang Zheng's question by pressing down the three words in his voice.

"Almost here."

Just as Mr. Fu finished speaking, Fang Zheng felt that the river under his feet suddenly became turbulent, the water was fierce, and the boat was getting more and more bumpy and swaying, and they were going upstream.

"Is this the estuary of the Yellow River?" Fang Zheng thought suddenly of Mr. Fu's words.

At this moment, he saw a little faint faint light appearing in the dense fog in front of him. After a while, it was a lamp lantern which fluctuated with the waves of water. In a small boat, there are two figures of a middle-aged and a young man on the boat.

At this moment, the boat is hitting horizontally in the middle of the river.

I saw the elderly on the boat throwing coins into the river. Not long after, I saw a man with a miserable name and a wet body, surfaced and lined up to board the boat. .

And these people who died by drowning in their lives turned into coins when they got on the boat. The boy was bending down to pick up coins in the cabin that were wet, and then recognized Seriously, count the quantities carefully.

Fang Zheng was surprised by the surprise in front of him.

The scene in front of me seems to be that the elders are leading the offspring, and the master is leading the apprentice to learn to go yin, just like Mr. Fu is leading himself, and Fang is looking carefully at the two opposing people.

At this moment, when Fang Zheng is looking at the two in front of him, the other person is also looking at him and Mr. Fu.

"Uncle, there really is one missing." The voice came from the young man who had counted the copper coins.

"This accident of the sand boat capsized, as expected, was deliberately caused by someone. He first killed people, took the body onto the sand boat, and then deliberately caused the capsize accident. But in fact, it was one of the people who hadn’t boarded the boat. I have drowned before, and the place of death is not here, so the number of copper coins does not match the number of corpses salvaged."

The young man became more excited as he spoke, eager to behave in front of his elders, and analyze his own guesses.

Boom!

The older man gave the young man a tremor in the back of his head.

"Quiet!"

Then, the man named Uncle, Mr. Chaofu smiled apologetically, as if he was saying that he had no way to discipline the younger generation, and that he didn't accidentally disturb the world.