Chapter 128 The River God

Zhou Ze walked curiously to the side of the giant turtle, unsure if it was because it had been removed from the water or because its vital energy had been damaged by Feng Si'er's whip.

Right now, it was rotting at a rapid rate, visible to the naked eye.

Pools of red, white, and black pus were already flowing from under its belly, emitting a foul stench.

Zhou Ze couldn't stand it after watching for a while and stood up to move further away.

"Boss, essential balm."

Yingying considerately stepped forward and handed Zhou Ze the small bottle of essential balm.

Yingying had brought a lot of luggage this time, so naturally, she was well-prepared.

Zhou Ze poured some out and rubbed it between his upper lip and nose, finally feeling a little more comfortable. At the same time, he couldn't resist joking:

"How could this river god just die like this? Shouldn't he have stood up and asked you:

Young inspector,

Did you lose a golden axe or a silver axe?"

Feng Si smiled politely upon hearing this.

Xu Qinglang stepped forward with some curiosity to examine this "close relative" of his.

One sea god and one river god;

They could indeed be considered "close relatives."

Zhou Ze suddenly felt that Old Xu's tastes had become extremely heavy recently.

He didn't know if it was because of the fusion with the sea god or if he was just letting himself go.

Zhou Ze saw that Xu Qinglang was even using a branch to poke at the rotting old turtle.

He couldn't help but remind him:

"Expired food."

He was really afraid that Xu Qinglang would suddenly have a whimsical idea and want to make a dish out of this old turtle. And with Xu Niangniang's cooking skills, he might actually be able to get rid of the rotten meat flavor and serve it up fragrant and delicious for himself and Lawyer An to feast on.

Then, he would stand by the side, watching with a satisfied expression.

"Too bad, the shell is rotten too."

Xu Qinglang said with some regret.

The meat was definitely inedible,

But he could have used the shell.

But right now, this old turtle was completely useless. If you put it in a bag, it would probably turn into a bag of pus in a quarter of an hour, without even a hard chunk to pick up.

Just at this moment,

Another person floated to the surface of the river,

An old woman.

"Fourth Master, I'm up!"

Feng Si nodded.

Clearly, this was the real Cuihua.

Cuihua swam to the surface of the water, with a large patch of seaweed wrapped around her body, which was also good, as it was equivalent to putting on a layer of clothing.

She didn't bother to go change clothes at this moment and reported directly:

"Fourth Master, that hole seems to have been widened recently, with traces of recent activity."

This was naturally Yingying's work from before. Yingying had been ordered by Zhou Ze to widen the hole, to facilitate entry later.

"Then I went straight in, but who knew that the inside was completely blocked, full of arms and legs. I pulled them out one by one.

There were really a lot of them, look..."

As she spoke,

Cuihua pointed to the river surface,

"After pulling out all the arms and legs,

There was actually a hairy turtle blocking the way,

Forcibly blocking the opening,

Like an anal plug,

Stuck tightly.

I struggled for a long time, dragging and pulling for a while, before pulling this old turtle out. This old turtle had some tricks, but I didn't care about it after pulling it out. Anyway, I knew that you, Fourth Master, were above, so this old turtle couldn't make any waves.

Who knew that after pulling this old turtle out,

Blood water gurgled out of the hole, and the taste was so sour that it was even stronger than my pickled cabbage!

After the blood water passed, I went inside to take a look. There was a platform inside. For some reason, the platform was not covered by water. There was an iron frame on it, with chains and torture instruments hanging on it. Some were made of iron, and some were made of stone.

The place wasn't big, and there weren't many things, just those few items."

"Mm."

Feng Si reached out and patted Cuihua on the head, saying:

"You did very well, go change your clothes."

"Okay, Fourth Master."

Cuihua walked up to Yingying,

Because people shrink in height and size as they get older, Cuihua now needed to look up at Yingying's face.

"Hey, lend me a set of clothes to wear!"

Yingying looked at Zhou Ze.

Seeing Zhou Ze nod, Yingying took Cuihua to the tent to find clothes.

Lawyer An walked to Feng Si'er's side, as if to discuss something with him, but he didn't lower his voice, appearing very open.

"This river god was blocking this place, was it to seal the acupoint?"

Feng Si nodded slightly. "It should be. It looks like it's been there for many years, at least since before the Republic of China."

Before the Republic of China, which was at least a hundred years ago.

Zhou Ze moved closer to Xu Qinglang and nudged him with his elbow.

Xu Qinglang was about to join in the discussion, but when Zhou Ze nudged him, he understood that the boss was asking him what "sealing the acupoint" meant.

"This is a feng shui term. For example, if a place is constantly suffering from misfortune, the locals will feel that there is a problem with the feng shui. Sealing the acupoint is like giving acupuncture to the human body. It is a measure to correct the feng shui.

Even in modern times, in some villages in the countryside, you can see brick or cement walls inexplicably in some fields.

They have no use at all, but they stand there alone and abruptly.

This is because something strange may have happened locally, and they asked a yin-yang master to do a 'sealing the acupoint' to guide them."

Lawyer An smiled and pointed to the river surface, saying to Feng Si: "Si'er, let them go, they are all cultural relics."

Zhou Ze then realized that

The severed limbs on the river surface were all gathered in this section of the river.

From the time they surfaced until now, they had not drifted away with the river.

In the dark, it seemed that something had been restraining and pulling them here all along, congealing them and preventing them from dispersing.

Feng Si'er once again drew out his leather whip,

And whipped the river surface three times in a row.

In an instant,

These severed limbs all began to drift downstream.

It was estimated that the children living downstream would soon be frightened by this scene.

"The workmanship is so exquisite, I even want to take one back to collect." Xu Qinglang said with some regret.

Zhou Ze rolled his eyes at Xu Qinglang,

Thinking whether he had been too negligent of him recently,

And that was why he had become like this?

But when he thought about when he first met him, Old Xu had made two human skins and ate dinner with them every day,

It seemed that Old Xu had always had a heavy taste.

It was just that he looked better, so people subconsciously neglected it.

"Yes, cultural relics. Although the material is made of living people, like the Loulan ancient corpse and the Egyptian mummy, they are probably still worth a lot of money," Lawyer An said.

In recent years, after the domestic economic conditions began to improve and archaeological fever began to appear, there were really many people who ran to the desert specifically to dig up dried corpses to sell. There was even a relatively famous one who specialized in digging up those wind-dried ancient corpses and selling them to the British, making a fortune.

But later he was caught and shot directly.

In fact, just looking at these hands and feet, after so many years, being soaked in the water for so long, they are still so fresh. Putting aside all the other complex factors, these things are really "works of art."

It can also be regarded as the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancient working people.

"This place is relatively close to the ancient city. If there are no accidents, something may have happened to the local Mu Wang Mansion during that time, and then they specifically found a Xuan cultivator with Taoist skills. Under that person's guidance, they sealed the acupoint here."

In the Lijiang area, for nearly six hundred years, the richest and most powerful family was the Mu Wangye family, an "earth emperor" who had survived several dynasties.

Think about how much money your village chief can make in a year, and you'll get an idea of how much they made in six hundred years.

"This old turtle should have been found and forcibly sealed inside when the acupoint was sealed. Nowadays, less than one in ten mountain, river, and lake gods exist in the world, and even those who used to hold official positions are dilapidated.

It's ridiculous that this old turtle seemed to want to bite me just now, pretending to be Cuihua to fool me."

Feng Si said with a smile.

These mountain and river spirits naturally have their own ways. Water is a carrier of "illusion" because it can reflect light, so it has the implication of bewitching people. Most of the spirits born in the water have similar abilities.

At this time,

Cuihua came out after changing her clothes, wearing a set of sportswear.

"Draw what you saw below first," Feng Si instructed.

"Okay, Fourth Master."

"I have pens and paper here." Xu Qinglang took out a box from his tent, took out pens and paper, and handed them to Cuihua. He usually liked to draw talismans, so he always carried these things with him.

Cuihua didn't stand on ceremony, spread out the paper, put something underneath to cushion it, and then squatted down and started to draw.

"Yo, this painting skill, I can't tell, hidden talent." Zhou Ze praised.

Yingying beside him pouted!

She was jealous!

She was a maidservant, and she was a maid, so how could she be willing to be compared to others?

Zhou Ze thought that this silly girl couldn't do anything except make sauerkraut, but he didn't expect that she was really versatile. In a short while, a very three-dimensional sketch appeared on the paper.

It was a platform,

There was an iron frame on the platform, with chains on it, and an axe similar to Bao Gong's "dog-head guillotine," as well as a series of other things, all of which were torture instruments.

Lawyer An and Feng Si'er looked at each other.

When they heard Cuihua's oral description of the situation below before, they didn't react much, but now, after seeing the layout of this picture, the expressions of the two became much heavier than before.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Ze asked.

Xu Qinglang squatted down, picked up the pen that Cuihua had just put down,

And pointed to the axe, large knife, iron frame, and other utensils next to the iron frame, saying:

"The arrangement of these things is in line with the art of feng shui. It is a killing array."

"Killing array?" Zhou Ze was taken aback. "To kill people?"

Xu Qinglang shook his head,

And specifically looked back at Zhou Ze, who was standing behind him,

Saying:

"This is a feng shui layout to break evil spirits,

Specifically to kill zombies!"

Feng Si nodded and echoed: "That's right, a layout specifically for killing zombies. There may have been zombies here a hundred years ago. The people of the Mu Wang Mansion hired a very skilled yin-yang master to seal the acupoint here, which can also be regarded as setting a trap.

But I don't know why, this trap was not used.

It seems that the person who designed to plot against Mr. Zhou should be a local, otherwise it would be impossible to know about this place.

That person,

The purpose is very direct,

To kill you."