dragon hunter

Chapter 240
When we came to the unknown village again, everything in the village was as usual. The nightmarish experience that night seemed to be our hallucination.

In Pingbo's yard, it was quiet. There was some dust on the table in the room. Our equipment and luggage were all put where they were, and no one had touched them.

But the owner of this yard seems to have disappeared, everything is traces of us before we left, and he never came back.

"Pack up your things and get out quickly. As soon as the fat man enters this village, he feels uncomfortable all over." Fatty Wang urged.

Both of our cars were towed by Aning to be repaired, and she provided us with the current means of transportation.

After packing up our luggage hastily, we walked towards the river, where a salvage boat was parked, and Aning was waiting for us on board.

The main purpose of this visit is to find the entrance of the cave at the bottom of the river, and the tools for cleaning up the mud are provided by Aning.

Her family runs a salvage and rescue company, and all these professional equipment are readily available.

Looking at those villagers who were busy in the fields as if nothing had happened, my scalp tingles.

A hand behind me pulled me, and I saw Li Xiaolei looking nervous from the side, and pointed to the field ridge beside me.

I looked in the direction of her finger, and saw the aunt who had been resurrected from the well, carrying her drowned son, walking through the ridge beside the field.

A cold, extremely absurd feeling piled up in his chest.

"Damn it, it's too evil, hurry up." Fatty Wang shrank his neck, trotted, and went straight to the river.

I knew that these were not living people, but I couldn't see any flaws. I subconsciously looked towards the east of the village, the direction of the ancient well, and saw a figure standing under the tree, looking at it and sneering.

"Old ghost of the Yellow River!" I fixed my eyes, clenched my fists, and ran towards that side.

After running a few steps, the figure of the old ghost of the Yellow River disappeared at once, and there was nothing beside the tree, as if I was dazzled just now.

I stopped in my tracks and looked over there in amazement, this scene was a bit weird.

Footsteps came from beside me, I turned my face and saw Ghost Detective Xu chasing after him.

"Just now, did you see a person standing under that old elm tree?" I asked in a deep voice.

"No, seeing you running away for no reason, I thought something happened." Ghost Detective Xu looked puzzled.

I squinted my eyes and looked over there again, but found nothing, so I could only bury my doubts in my heart, turn around and walk back.

Arriving on the salvage ship, Aning was instructing the boatman to adjust the equipment for dredging mud.

"You are here, we can start right away." Aning raised his head and greeted us.

Fatty Wang looked excited, and leaned over to ask questions. This guy is greedy for money and lust, and Aning's long water spirit, and the treasure at the bottom of the river are hooked, this guy's interest is completely aroused.

After getting in touch for a long time, I found that Aning is a very gentle little girl, which is the complete opposite of her bold and unrestrained dress.

Exploring the caves at the bottom of the river sounds like a mysterious thing, but in actual operation, it is boring and boring. The ears are full of machine noise, and the smell in the nostrils is also the stench of the river bottom mud.

Fatty Wang's work is a 3-minute passion. At the beginning, he was enthusiastic to help out. After working for a while, he saw that things were repetitive and boring, so he immediately started to play the trumpet.

The work of cleaning up the mud was controlled by the boatman throughout the whole process. We couldn't intervene, and we stood on the deck chatting a little bored.

"It seems that something has been dug up, boss, come and have a look." A boatman called out loudly.

Aning walked over there quickly, and we followed curiously. The silt was all piled up on the shore. On the latest silt, some broken stones appeared, and there were traces of artificial carvings.

Regardless of the smell of mud, I picked up a stone fragment with my hands and looked at it for some years, but I couldn't tell what it was.

"Can you see the water, what's the situation?" Aning asked the boatman beside him.

"The water is too muddy. You have to wait a while to see clearly." The boatman stared at the screen of the device and replied in a muffled voice.

I dug something, but I don't know what's going on below, so the excavation work is temporarily stopped, and I'm going to wait until the water quality is clearer, and then I'll see what's going on.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, I was able to see the underwater situation a little bit, and saw a corner of a stone tablet appear in the dug hole.

"The stele is a bit big. If you continue to dig, you need to lift the stele." Said the boatman in charge.

I squinted and looked at the screen, judging from the exposed shape of the stone tablet, it is an ancient relic, and I can't tell the exact age.

We discussed it and decided to hang up the stele and continue digging until the entrance of the cave was opened.

Several boatmen wore diving suits and went down with steel cables. We waited on the shore.

Through the screen of the device, we can see that the steel cable is put on the stele, and one of the boatmen gestures to start the device and starts to pull it up.

There was a dull mechanical sound, and the steel cables binding the stele gradually tightened. The stele moved a bit, and the muddy muddy water blurred the picture.

With the roar of the engine, the steel cable began to be withdrawn bit by bit, and the screen of the device was clear for a while and cloudy for a while.

"Look, what is that?" Fatty Wang suddenly pointed to the screen.

At this time, the screen happened to be muddy, and I couldn't see anything. I was about to ask questions when a gust of water rushed through and the picture became clear.

I saw countless waterweed-like things popping up from behind the stone tablet, stretching out to bind the underwater boatmen tightly. Several boatmen struggled desperately, but they couldn't get rid of the shackles of the waterweed.

"Not good!" My eyelids twitched, I picked up a diving goggle, put it on my head, took off my shoes, and jumped into the water.

Those aquatic plants look evil, if no one takes action, those boatmen will probably be in danger, and I can't do anything that is desperate.

Holding the Gouyu sword tightly in my hand, I dived into the water, and I could already see the struggling boatmen.

To be honest, my water skills are not particularly good, but during the recent period of training, my physical fitness has undergone great changes, and I can hold my breath for almost a few minutes.

A figure, passing by like a fish, is Ghost Tan Xu, this guy is good at swimming.

Holding the Gouyu sword, I swiped towards those tentacled water plants. These strange things seemed to be alive, and they seemed to be very afraid of the Gouyu sword, and avoided them one after another.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a few aquatic plants swimming over like snakes on the other side, and bound towards my arm.

I waved the Gouyu sword, swept away these strange aquatic plants, grabbed the boatman beside me, and pulled him upwards.

Bubbles were gurgling around my mouth, I dragged the boatman and kept waving my arms to stop the water plants extending over.

Soon, the boatman regained his breath and swam up by himself, with me covering it.

Coming out of the water, I took a deep breath and prepared to dive again, and three boatmen were trapped underwater.

Water splashed aside, Ghost Detective Xu supported a boatman and rushed out, gasping for breath.

Time was running out, and I didn't communicate with the other party. I made a cautious gesture and sank toward the surface of the water.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a black shadow rising slowly, it was the suspended stone tablet, I quickly avoided it and swam towards another boatman.

There are more and more aquatic plants at the bottom of the river, like the hair of a demon, making my scalp numb.

Fortunately, these strange plants are extremely afraid of Gou Yujian, so I successfully rescued another boatman.

When I was ascending to take a breath, I saw Ghost Detective Xu there, and seemed to be in a little trouble, so I hurriedly took a breath and dived quickly.

This guy, Ghost Detective Xu, somehow, in just over ten seconds, has already been bound into rice dumplings by water plants.

Anxiety flashed in my eyes, and I took the Gouyu sword and slashed at him, where the emerald green sword slashed, the aquatic plants gave way one after another.

Help Ghost Detective Xu get rid of the shackles of aquatic plants. Together, we rescued another boatman.

In the process of swimming towards the surface, a warning sign suddenly rose in my heart, and I looked back nervously, and saw a huge black shadow chasing towards this side.

I made gestures to urge Ghost Detective to swim quickly, and I looked back nervously from time to time, and that huge figure was getting closer and closer.

When I came out of the water, Fatty Wang and the others stretched out their hands and pulled me up.

As soon as I stood firmly, I turned around suddenly, holding the Gouyu sword tightly, and looked at the river with a wary face.

A black shadow disappeared in a flash, and quickly disappeared. From the beginning to the end, no one could see clearly what it was.

"Damn it, what the hell is that big guy underwater just now?" Fatty Wang patted his chest nervously.

"Device screen, did you monitor that thing?" I turned my face and asked Aning.

"No, the water is too turbid, I can only see a shadow." Aning shook his head.

Fortunately, everyone was safe and sound, and several boatmen were successfully rescued.

"The stele has been pulled out," said the commanding boatman.

A corner of the stone tablet was exposed, and the iron chain dragged the stone tablet slowly towards the shore. After a few minutes, the stone tablet lay quietly on the shore.

"Nimma, what kind of thing is this? There are so many words 'kill' engraved on it. Who is it trying to kill?" Fatty Wang came over.

"Seven Kills Monument, Zhang Xianzhong's Seven Kills Monument!" I blurted out.

"How is it possible, why did this stele appear here?" Aning looked in disbelief.

"Everything is born to support man, man has nothing to repay the sky, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill..."

I looked at the blood-red stele. According to unofficial records, Zhang Xianzhong engraved the seven-kill stele and revolted. This stele was very famous in history, but at that time, it had absolutely nothing to do with treasure.

"Among those treasures back then, was there the Seven Kills Monument?" I turned my head and asked Ah Ning.

"Absolutely not. For hundreds of years, several of my ancestors have also visited the cave. There is absolutely no record of this side of the Seven Killing Monument." Aning said with certainty.

I frowned and stared at the stele without saying a word. Judging from the location, this side of the seven kills stele seemed to be placed there later.

Moreover, in the story told by Mr. Wang, there is no trace of this side of the Seven Killing Monument. Who is so boring, and what is his purpose for doing this?
(End of this chapter)