I’m Really Not an Invincible Master

Bai Lin became the Eighteen Palms of Jianglong overnight.

Finally mastered all the eighteen palms of Jianglong, which made Bai Lin very excited.

After almost three years, I finally got it.

It's not easy!

For the next month, the new disciples of the Wangu Sect were constantly practicing.

However, there was no rain during this time.

The drought hit the entire continent.

Even the Evangelists are facing drought.

At this time, in a remote small village, when countless villagers were struggling to dig a well, just after a month of digging, the villagers dug up a black coffin with a carved dragon.

It is said that a black dragon soared into the sky when the black coffin was dug out.

Then it rained heavily for three days and three nights.

Then the flood raged and flooded the entire village.

The black coffin carved with dragon, together with the villagers, has since evaporated.

Now the three consecutive days of heavy rainfall have made the already surging Yellow River even more unscrupulous.

The heavy rain broke through the dam and destroyed the village.

If something is abnormal, there must be a demon.

...

However, on the fourth day.

Suddenly it rained and the sky cleared.

According to the survivors in the village, there seems to be an unknown object under the black coffin, which is twenty to thirty meters long, and looks like a giant snake.

...

"The dragon protects the coffin?" Bai Lin couldn't help Zou Mei after hearing this disappear.

Ling Hua also showed an incredible expression.

"Hall Master Ling, what's the matter?" Bai Lin asked in astonishment, seeing that Ling Hua's expression was not right.

At this time, Ling Hua slowly turned into a look of horror.

"Prophecy... the legendary prophecy turned out to be true?"

Ling Hua looked out the window in horror and said word by word.

"What prophecy?" Bai Lin puzzled.

Is there something going to happen again?

At this moment, Linghua received a message from a distance.

"What? Find a black dragon-carved coffin?"

"Master, come with me."

After that, Ling Hua flew out with Bai Lin.

The people behind were dumbfounded.

"what's happenin?"

"Can't you tell us? It's true."

Zhuge Murong on the side, with pale pink cheeks puffed up, two lovely dimples appeared on the corners of his mouth, looking pure and lovely.

...

On the river beach.

Above the sand in a buffer zone.

I saw a black coffin carved with dragons standing on the shore.

People are all around.

These days, the most indispensable thing is to watch the excitement.

"Head, Hall Master, you are here," the people of the killer organization had already waited for a long time again.

At this time, the lid of the black coffin of the carved dragon has been opened.

The inside of the coffin was dark.

There is nothing inside.

Not only is there no corpse, it is also clean and scary.

Ling Hua couldn't help Zou Mei.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the black coffin carved with dragon a hundred years ago.

In the prophecy, the black coffin with carved dragons appears once every 100 years.

When it appears, there is no need for disaster in the world.

...

Last night, the black coffin with carved dragons was lying quietly on the bank of the river.

With a loud "bang", the coffin lid of the black coffin responded.

A black shadow crawled out of the coffin slowly.

"A hundred years have passed so soon?" The shadow walked out of the black coffin and looked around.

He just remembered that he would return to the world in a hundred years.

I don't remember anything else.

Under the moonlight, his figure gradually disappeared.

...

A few days later.

I saw the quiet water area not far away.

There were **** rolled by water everywhere, with branches, waste wood, and some water bottles and other things, and there was a corpse floating in the middle.

What is even more surprising is that the corpse was actually erected in the water.

The head of the corpse was slightly lowered, covered by messy hair, and the clothes on the shoulders surfaced.

His arms were opened, and a pair of pale arms came out of the water.

This is obviously a female corpse.

"Fuck, there are really dead bodies?"

The neighborhood is full of people. Although corpses are common these days, female corpses standing in the water are not common.

After all, it had just rained heavily.

It’s not surprising that the flood washed away the village and there were bodies in the river.

Strangely, this corpse was actually erected in the river water.

Ling Hua couldn't help Zou Mei seeing this scene.

He knew that female corpses in rivers were generally floating on the water, and female corpses erected in the river were definitely not simple.

And an old woman by the shore was sitting on the ground and weeping bitterly, with people all around.

"I... my daughter is... already five months pregnant, and my poor grandson is... only five months old! My God..."

"why?"

"why treat me like this?"

"Why don't you drown me too?"

"This day, I can't live anymore."

"Grandson, grandma is here to accompany you, I am no longer alive," the old woman rushed into the water again after speaking.

Obviously he has lost his sanity.

"Go and call Lao Zhang," said the chief of the nearby village.

"immediately!"

The villagers ran back quickly.

"How could this corpse stand in the water?"

"I don't know, maybe it's water weeds or something that hooked the lower body, right?"

"This is too terrible, right?"

Some timid people couldn't help covering their eyes, but they were curious and could only peek through their fingers.

Everyone looked at each other and fell silent.

The flood not only took the life of a woman, but also a poor child who was only five months old.

God, you are really unfair!

In the end the old woman couldn't cry anymore, she slumped on the ground, muttering to herself in a mournful voice: "I said long ago, don't go out on rainy days, it's all right now."

"My poor daughter, my poor granddaughter!"

"Woohoo..."

Everyone was silent.

The crowd onlookers, some with shallow eye sockets, could not help crying.

At this moment, a bamboo raft not far away came quickly.

What is puzzling is that the bamboo raft can control the direction without bamboo poles, and can come and go freely in the swift Yellow River water.

Everyone saw it surprisingly.

"Is this everyone?" Bai Lin asked curiously.

"It should be a corpse."

After a short while, Zhang Jun was wearing a quilt and a hat, and jumped off the bamboo raft ably.

Here, the corpse hunters specialize in hunting corpses from the Yellow River, but they will never collect money.

It is said that you will be unlucky for three years after receiving the money.

If you don't make it, you will die.

Therefore, people who collect corpses are very taboo to collect cash.

Moreover, the day before the corpse was collected, a simple meal should be eaten at the deceased's house. The meal can only be vegetarian, not a bit of meat.

It is said that when leaving, a red cloth strip three inches wide and one foot long was tied to the **** of the corpse hunter.

It should be to ward off evil spirits.

...

But now, no one cares about these.

And corpse hunters are almost extinct, unless they can be found in some remote places.

They specialize in making money from dead people.

It's not that it's not good to make money for the dead, it's understandable to clearly mark the price, and you have to support your family.

After all, few people in this industry are willing to do it.

...

"I'll help you find the corpse," the cold voice said from Zhang Jun's mouth.

"you help me?"

"Master, please help me get my daughter up. I'll give you as much money as you want, please," the old woman said pleadingly.

"Well, ready to be ten taels of silver." Zhang Jun said lightly.

The old woman nodded.

Ten taels of silver are acceptable.

After all, it is a kind of relief to get her daughter's body up and put it in the soil for safety.

At this time, Ling Hua was investigating the dragon-carved coffin nearby.

Seeing a lot of people surrounding this place, I realized that someone had drowned.

He looked at the boy in front of him sternly.

However, he was in his early years, with a transparent appearance, but extremely calm, calm and scary, just like a cold corpse.

Everyone also began to discuss.

"A female body was found in the river."

"The strange thing is that this female corpse was actually erected in the river."

"What the reason is, you can only find out when the body is picked up."

"This uncle in front of me should be a professional corpse scavenger, right?"

The corpse scavenger calls himself He Fuzi

There are taboos in the ancestors of He Fuzi.

Three fishing, three not fishing.

One, do not pick up corpses erected in the water.

Second, never pick up corpses on rainy days.

Third, the person who has not been caught three times will never be caught. "Ling Hua's tone of voice gave people a sense of being invisible and superior.

Isn't this female corpse just erected in the water? What's wrong with this? I think it's just that the water weed under the water entangled the feet? "

Ling Hua shook her head: "Taboo is not deceiving. Listen to whoever stands in the water because the body's grievance is too deep."

Bai Lin couldn't help Zou Mei after listening.

Bai Lin turned her head and looked at her. The corpse was in the buffer zone. The river was very calm. As long as she could swim and had some strength, there should be no problem.

"Then I don't understand even more. Isn't it a taboo? Then why does he want to go into the water to find a corpse?" Bai Lin was even more puzzled looking at Zhang Jun who was about to go down the river.

After hearing a puff, Zhang Jun jumped into the water of the Yellow River and quickly swam in the direction of the female corpse.

Ling Hua wanted to stop, but it was too late, so she could only shout out: "The female corpse erected in the water is especially vicious. Don't approach it."

Children nowadays do not listen to their ancestors, and will suffer sooner or later.

However, Zhang Jun ignored Ling Hua at all, and went straight to the corpse.

Soon he swam to the female corpse's side.

Linghua remembered.

He had a friend back then, but he didn't believe in evil.