smuggler

Chapter 109
But the corpse rolled over and sank again, but the old man trembled all over, and sat on the board of the boat without moving.

When I looked at the water surface around the boat, it was bubbling like boiling hot water, with bubbles the size of a fist.
Knowing that going on like this is bound to be bad.

But when I saw this old man kneeling on the board of the boat, with his head down and no movement, I was very anxious.

At this time, I still want to ask the river god to let me go.

"Don't be dazed, we will all die here." I shouted to the old man.

For those of us who don't know how to row, even paddling on the river is quite strenuous, and we basically just go around in circles.

I want the old man to take charge of the boat, and then I use cinnabar to see if it can drive away the underwater things.

But after shouting, the old man still didn't move at all. Seeing him still kneeling towards the river with his back to us, I felt a surge of anger in my heart.

I yelled angrily, walked over and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, and suddenly he said loudly from behind: "It's not right, don't go over."

Before my hand actually touched his shoulder, the old man suddenly trembled, jumped up and turned around, he didn't know where the strength came from, and grabbed my neck.

"Uncle..."

I squeezed the words out of my throat.

The old man's face did not show a ferocious look, on the contrary he looked dull, as if wearing a mask on his face.

But his entire pupils and white eyes had disappeared, turning into pitch black.

Feelings are fascinated by something.

It's a bright day now, even though it's dark today, it's daytime after all, and there are things that can make trouble under the sun that shines three poles.

What a fierce thing this must be.

It is not uncommon for underwater things to appear in broad daylight. After all, water is yin, but it is directly attached to the boat, which shows that this thing is not simple.

"Death, everyone must die..."

The old man's expression suddenly twisted, becoming extremely ferocious, his throat was sharp, and another hoarse voice sounded particularly pervasive.

All of this seemed slow, but in fact it happened in a short period of time. It just happened that after the ship was anchored at the beginning, I took out a few talismans with my left hand for emergencies.

Enduring the severe pain, I slapped the talisman on the old man's face with all my strength.

Snake talisman can cure evil spirits, and is used for bad states caused by evil spirits and ghosts.

As soon as the talisman was slapped on the face, the old man let out a sharp and mournful cry, and a cloud of thick black air burst out from the top of his head, and the black air immediately plunged into the river.

At this time, the old man let go of the hand that was holding my neck, and my whole body softened, and I fell down.

I was like a fish returning to the water, covering my neck and squatting down, panting heavily.

"Are you OK?"

he asked.

The scene at the beginning was loud and fast, and it could be seen that he was going to step forward to help, but I responded in time.

Otherwise, if it was later, the neck would almost be cut off.

I couldn't make a sound out of my mouth. After coughing a few times, I shook my head to show that I was fine.

"Stay away from the side of the boat."

His face was a little anxious, because at this time the boat was still motionless, and he pondered for a while, as if he had made up his mind.

I saw him walking towards the bow, and said anxiously, "What are you going to do?"

"do not come!"

He shouted.

While speaking, he took out a dagger engraved with runes.

He kept chanting some incantations silently, and then, holding a dagger in his right hand, he actually cut a hole in the palm of his left hand.

Blood seeped out from the palm of his hand in an instant. He stretched out his left hand over the side of the boat, and drops of bright red blood fell into the river.

Ghosts know, how could he have blood in his soul body now.

"what are you doing?"

I couldn't help but change my face when I saw it.

He didn't answer, but after his blood dripped into the river, the boiling water slowly calmed down.

Under the turbid river water, a red light flickered faintly, and then the whole hull began to shake violently, and then the hull loosened.

I was taken aback because the boat actually moved at this moment.

"Go, get out of here first."

He felt that something under the boat was loosened, and at this moment, regardless of the scar on his hand, he turned around and hurried to row the boat.

The old man is now lying on the board of the boat like a dead man. There is no other way but the two of us row the boat desperately.

It took a long time to row out 30 meters. At this time, I was still in the thick fog, but at the beginning, the river was muddy, and I couldn't see what it was.

He and I are half-assessed, and can't row at all.

Although the boat was moving, it was crooked and couldn't go straight, and I was still very tired, but I didn't dare to stop.

Fortunately, almost half an hour later, the old man lying on the deck of the boat suddenly moved and sat up in a daze.

"What just happened!"

His head didn't seem to react yet.

But for things like fascination, in fact, even if the victim wakes up, he will not have any previous memories.

We didn't tell him about it.

After a while, the old man probably thought of the scene where the boat was anchored on the water not long ago.

But when he turned his head and saw that the boat was actually moving, he widened his eyes and said in disbelief, "It's out!"

I nodded, the expression on his face should be to ask how he got out, but the old man was quite frightened, he got up from the boat board and came over quickly, pushing us away.

"Go, get out of here quickly, the God of the River will definitely follow the water for a while. It can't go as fast as the boat, but it will be troublesome if it is caught up!" The old man's face was pale, and it was obvious that he was very scared. After a while, he personally steered the boat and wanted to leave this place in a hurry.

After all, the old man is an old boatman, and his rowing speed is much faster than the two of us. I went back to the boat shed, and he followed me in.

"You're hurt, hurry up and bandage it up."

I put things for exorcising evil spirits in my cloth bag. When I was in town, I also bought some food and some necessities that may be used in daily life.

In fact, I felt an inexplicable curiosity about him in my heart.

At the beginning, he dripped blood into the water, and it actually made the things under the water loose. Obviously, his blood can exorcise evil spirits and suppress evil spirits.

Human essence and blood have the effect of restraining evil, but it will definitely not be able to hit him.

Sometimes it even backfired. When I first saw him dripping blood into the river, I worried that bad things would be attracted because of his bloody smell.

After all, some things like evil spirits rely mainly on smell. The old man said that there are corpse boats under the water, so seeing his actions, I subconsciously wanted to stop them.

But if you think about it carefully, his identity is originally the Snake Lord, maybe his blood is quite different from ours.

As for why he has blood, I think it's mostly because he has a snake body relationship now.

(End of this chapter)