FVN Chapter 384 My Lord, Come aboard!
Chapter 384 My Lord, Come aboard!
Mo Chengyue's heart sank.
really.
It's not just a simple water spirit.
Water sprites will not grow frost-covered leaves.
It certainly wouldn't carry that familiar, grayish aura that makes you want to apply for a job transfer.
Yu Linhong's hand reached out faster than he expected.
The woman in the wedding dress lowered her voice even more when she saw that he did not answer.
"My lord."
"Didn't you come looking for me?"
Mo Chengyue thought about it carefully.
"Young lady, you may have mistaken me for someone else."
"I have indeed been bothered by quite a few people in my life, but it has never escalated to the point of cross-river marriage."
The woman in the wedding dress tilted her head slightly.
The tattered tassels of her red veil hung down from her temples, and water droplets fell one by one.
Every drop that fell onto the deck splashed up tiny white frosts.
"You have the scent I need."
She whispered.
"Yin and Yang in harmony."
"Cold and heat can be regulated."
"Master said you are very suitable."
Mo Chengyue's eyelids twitched slightly.
Old Zheng didn't understand any of this, but when he heard the words "Master," his face turned even uglier.
"Master Mo, is she backed by someone else?"
Mo Chengyue sighed.
"have."
"And most of them are older, shrewd, and like to work remotely overtime."
The woman in the wedding dress suddenly turned cold.
"presumptuous."
Mo Chengyue raised his hand and threw the thunder talisman out.
I don't have many strengths.
"But they know what's good for them."
"The moment you said 'insolence,' I knew it was time to take action."
boom!
Lightning pierced the fog.
The two thunder talismans, one on the left and one on the right, headed straight for the red light on the black ship.
The old red lamp suddenly lit up, and a woman's face appeared inside the lampshade.
The woman screamed with her mouth agape.
The screams turned into ripples on the water, forcefully deflecting the lightning by half an inch.
Lightning struck the lamppost, blasting through half of the ship's hull.
The black ship rocked violently.
Black waves, several feet high, surged on the river surface.
The wooden stakes at the ferry crossing rattled and creaked as the waves crashed against them.
Old Zheng shouted urgently, "Master Mo! The ship is approaching!"
Even without him saying it, Mo Chengyue saw it.
The black ship was indeed forced to slide towards the shore by Lei Fu.
No oars.
No sail.
But it was incredibly fast.
The bow of the boat pierced through the river mist, like a damp, cold coffin, and crashed straight into the wooden pier at the ferry.
The boatmen were so frightened that they scrambled backward.
"There's a crash!"
"It's going ashore!"
"How come this ship can find its own door?!"
Mo Chengyue stepped on the threshold and threw out three array nails with his backhand.
The spikes landed on the wooden stakes at the ferry crossing, the bluestone in front of the gate, and the iron rings along the river, instantly illuminating golden patterns.
The outer formation of the Small Sumeru Vajra Formation unfolds.
A thin layer of golden light spread across the ferry crossing, like a hard wall stretching between land and water.
The black ship rammed into us.
Boom!
The whole wooden house shook.
Old Zheng was so shocked that he fell to the ground with a thud.
"My ferry crossing!"
Mo Chengyue stared at the cracked edge of the array pattern, his lips twitching with heartache.
"My nail."
Old Zheng looked up at him.
"Master Mo, is now the time to feel sorry for the array nails?"
Mo Chengyue was very sincere.
"Uncle Zheng, even cultivators need to make a living."
The woman in her wedding dress stood at the bow of the boat, her bare feet on the rotten wooden planks.
Her ankles were slender, her skin was pale, but her feet were wrapped in a ring of black seaweed.
Several broken jade plaques were still hanging among the water plants.
Mo Chengyue's gaze froze.
Those jade plaques.
It has the identity token of a rogue cultivator.
There are also peace plaques that ordinary boatmen often hang.
Most of the missing people are on this ship.
The woman in the wedding dress smiled gently.
"My lord, you will not board the boat."
"I have no choice but to come and invite you in person."
She waved her sleeve.
Suddenly, pale white arms emerged from the water on both sides of the ship.
Their arms were swollen from being soaked in water, but their fingernails were as long as black needles. They grabbed the wooden stakes at the ferry crossing and frantically climbed ashore.
Old Zheng was so engrossed in watching it that he almost lost his mind.
"A water corpse!"
"They're all water corpses!"
The young boatman was so frightened that he clung to the pillar.
"Uncle Zheng, I don't want to eat river fish anymore!"
Old Zheng snapped, "Shut up! Who asked you if you want to eat fish right now!"
Mo Chengyue raised his hand and patted the storage bag.
Seven talismans for warding off evil flew out and lined up in a row against the golden light of the ferry crossing.
"Gentlemen."
Please do not cut in line.
"One at a time, so it's easier for me to verify them."
The talisman for warding off evil lit up at the same time.
A yellow light, like fire, swept towards the arms of the water corpses.
The buzzing sound immediately filled the air.
The first few water corpses were scorched by the talisman light, emitting black smoke, and fell back into the river with screams.
But more water corpses emerged from the bottom of the ship.
They were covered with a thin layer of frost.
The talisman burned away the black energy, but it couldn't completely burn away the layer of grayish-white frost.
Mo Chengyue frowned.
This is not ordinary corpse energy.
It's another variant of Soul-Devouring Corpse Frost.
Yu Lin Hong is a very professional person.
One strategy can be repeatedly deployed in different regions.
The woman in the wedding dress stood at the bow of the boat and said softly, "Your talismans can't burn them all."
"Your people can't escape this fog either."
Mo Chengyue glanced down at the array plate.
The golden edges have been chipped by the gray-white frost.
If this drags on any longer, the ordinary people inside won't be able to hold on.
He looked at Lao Zheng.
Uncle Zheng.
Old Zheng quickly replied, "Yes!"
Is there a road behind the house?
"Yes, there's a path that leads to the local temple!"
"Take them away."
Old Zheng was taken aback.
"And what about you?"
Mo Chengyue stared at the black ship and said softly, "I need to ask her a few questions."
Old Zheng gritted his teeth.
"Master Mo, please don't actually get on the ship."
Mo Chengyue smiled.
"rest assured."
"I'm not interested in ships that don't include food and lodging."
Is there anything else Old Zheng wants to say?
Mo Chengyue flicked his finger, and a protective talisman was placed on his chest.
"Walk."
This word is not repeated.
But it's like a nail.
Old Zheng nodded firmly, then turned around and grabbed two boatmen.
"Let's go! Don't cause trouble for the immortal master!"
"quick!"
"Even if my legs are weak, I'll crawl out!"
Several ordinary people stumbled and rushed out of the back door.
The woman in the wedding dress slightly moved her eyes, and the water mist in her sleeves immediately transformed into several black ropes, which she tried to use to bypass the wooden house and chase after.
Mo Chengyue raised his hand and pressed down on the array plate.
"girl."
"You get distracted while chatting with me."
That's impolite.
The array plate rotated.
Three bolts of lightning shot up from the edge of the golden array, severing the black rope.
The woman in the wedding dress finally looked at him completely.
The tenderness in her eyes disappeared.
All that remained was a stagnant, cold atmosphere.
"You're procrastinating."
Mo Chengyue nodded.
"right."
The woman in the wedding dress: "..."
She seemed surprised that he admitted it so quickly.
Mo Chengyue added, "You're also stalling."
The woman in the wedding dress narrowed her eyes.
Mo Chengyue looked at the gray-white frost line behind her.
"You're not in a hurry to kill me, nor are you in a hurry to arrest others."
"You keep pushing this boat closer to the shore."
"This shows that what you really want is not these ordinary people at the ferry."
He pointed to the ground beneath his feet.
"It is the shore vein."
Although Hongfeng Ferry is a mortal ferry crossing, it is backed by the waterways of the southern border of the Hehuan Sect.
There is a shallow spiritual vein beneath the riverbank.
Not strong.
However, it connects to three nearby post towns. Once the corpse frost remembers its scent, it can be used to guide them in the future.
A ore vein is a mineral vein.
Hongfeng Ferry is a waterway.
Yu Lin Hong doesn't act recklessly.
She was driving nails into the southern border, one by one.
The woman in the wedding dress suddenly smiled.
That smile was breathtakingly beautiful.
It was also bitterly cold.
"Master said, you are indeed clever."
"Intelligent people are best suited to be lamp wicks."
Mo Chengyue sighed.
"Why is the way you Xuanshuang Valley praise people so unappealing?"
The woman in the wedding dress slowly raised her hand.
The red light flashed.
The lamps were hung upside down.
The shadow of the entire black ship suddenly lengthened, like a black tide, spreading across the light towards Mo Chengyue's feet.
The water corpses no longer climbed ashore.
They all raised their heads and opened their mouths.
Countless women's soft singing came from their throats.
"Get on the boat."
"Get on the boat."
"A red lantern illuminates the water, an old friend returns."