I'm Trying My Best to Add Some Cultivators in the World of Ninth Uncle

Looking at the distance with four eyes, he shook his head meaningfully, "Little Russell, you will gradually understand in the future, there is a big gap between people, and dragons and snakes cannot live together."

"Even if you don't do anything, it creates a huge sense of distance."

Russell remained silent and looked into the distance. Maybe he was too scary two days ago, so he directly transformed into a thousand-foot Dharma Body...

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"Third Uncle, what are you doing, old man?"

A chubby man was rocking the boat and looked at the third uncle curiously. He was just a little timid, so he ran away.

The third uncle is an old Jianghu, old fritters, he has seen a bunch of dead people, what is there to be afraid of?

"Hmph, you look like a young man at first glance."

The third uncle lit a dry cigarette for himself, looked back at the big boat, with a trace of disdain in his eyes, "Boy of the Wang family, I will pass on something to you today."

"People who are capable will encounter more troubles, and the troubles they will encounter will be more troublesome, because if there is no trouble, they will make trouble or even find trouble."

"For a fairy like him, the so-called trouble is definitely not trouble, but for ordinary people like us, hehe."

The third uncle gave a long speech, which made the man surnamed Wang a little dizzy, and almost fainted him.

"Third Uncle, you old man put it simply, is it really so mysterious? I think that group of people are very flattering. This is a god, a great opportunity!"

"opportunity?"

The third uncle leaned on the boat, taking a leisurely puff of tobacco, "Are the immortal's thighs so huggable?"

"It's better to hide away. You young people don't know the importance of being alive. When people die, everything is gone."

Fatty Wang tilted his head and thought for a while. Third Uncle was right. People died and the money hadn't been spent. Isn't that a great tragedy in the world?

He found another reason for his running behavior.

Rowing the boat vigorously with both hands, as he rowed, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, something was wrong with the sky.

It was early in the morning when they left, and they knew that the weather today was sunny and calm, so they chose to run today.

As a result, after paddling for a long time, the sky was still not bright, but the side of the boat was faintly lit up...

fog?

Fatty Wang rubbed his eyes, and confirmed again and again that the surrounding area was so white that it was indeed fogging up, and it was really fast.

He noticed something was wrong, threw down the oar in a hurry, turned around and snatched the third uncle's old smoking gun, and instantly released the third uncle from the smog.

"Third...Third Uncle..., something is wrong, it's foggy."

"When it's foggy, it's foggy. Why are you making such a fuss?"

The third uncle got up together, and when he glanced at the sunny day for hundreds of miles, it was now shrouded in white mist.

He suddenly thought of a legend about the Yangtze River, and couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart, it couldn't be...it couldn't be such a coincidence.

The third uncle looked straight into the distance, and in the depths of the thick fog, a small black spot appeared faintly.

The small black dot seemed to be moving towards them, getting bigger and bigger, and the outline of a ship had been revealed.

Fatty Wang on the side was already trembling, he wasn't frightened, he didn't see the little black spot, and he didn't know any strange stories about the Yangtze River.

The reason why he was shivering was because he was completely frozen.

The sudden cold and the weird cold wind made Fatty Wang rub his hands and even stomp his feet twice, "What a horrible weather!"

"Row and run, don't look up!"

The third uncle bowed his head and said something, quickly picked up the oars beside the boat and used all his strength, the gusts of wind blew by, and sweat dripped down his face.

As he continued to push hard, the boat moved, even if he didn't move, it would still follow the flow of the Yangtze River.

But a strange thing happened, no matter how hard the third uncle tried, the boat moved, but it didn't go down the river, instead, it went up against the current strangely, and went straight to the big boat that appeared out of nowhere.

The third uncle was a little slumped, and sat down in the boat directly, his eyes were a little absent-minded and nagging, "It's it, it's it..."

At this time, Fatty Wang also realized the seriousness of the matter. The surrounding environment was completely shrouded in thick fog, and it was impossible to distinguish east, west, south, north.

But as soon as he raised his head, he saw a huge black shadow slowly approaching him, and he could faintly see two lights.

With the vast white mist, the sudden appearance of black shadows and the gusts of wind, Fatty Wang's legs began to tremble, and he asked tremblingly, "Third Uncle, what do you think we should do?"

The third uncle, whom he had placed high hopes on, showed a wry smile, and said in an extremely bitter voice, "It's late, it's late."

"Remember the rumor I told you before. After a person dies in the water, he will see a boat leading to the underworld."

"Whenever that boat appears, there will be bursts of white mist, and there are two lanterns hanging on the bow, white lanterns."

"Huh!"

The third uncle let out a strange sound, and his tone was a little cold, "That is not a lamp for the mortal world, but a guiding light leading to the underworld."

"It is rumored that none of the people who saw this ship survived."

His gloomy voice coupled with the occasional cold wind made Fatty Wang tremble with fright, he was in a hurry, and he took out a black token from nowhere.

Faintly saw a few words, touching Captain Jin.

The third uncle was taken aback, and tremblingly took out a black donkey's hoof from his bosom, and Fatty Wang was also taken aback.

The two raised their middle fingers at the same time.

"Dry!"

It turns out that they are all foxes from the millennium!

Chapter 206 I am also a cultural person

Looking at the touch gold captain's token in the other party's hand, the third uncle's face was wonderful, and he finally realized what it meant to be blinded by being pecked at all day long by falcons.

On the opposite side, this simple-looking fat man surnamed Wang is not an honest person at all, and holding the touch gold captain's token, he may be a good player in the fight.

The third uncle snorted with his nose, thinking of what he said just now that he thought he was a senior, and he was ignorant and ignorant of what the young man pointed out, he suddenly didn't want to say anything.

What about young people today!

He didn't learn well, and everyone was going to die, to deceive him, a 49-year-old old man.

Fatty Wang chuckled, changed his fear and nervousness just now, and put his backhand directly on Third Uncle's shoulder, "Third Uncle, don't be angry, let's have a good chat."

The third uncle rolled his eyes, there is nothing to talk about with people like him.

"I think Uncle San is also here for that thing. Otherwise, let's work together to prevent the news from leaking."

Fatty Wang glanced at the back, and said pointedly, "The anomalies here are very attractive. Ordinary people would definitely not dare to come, but those two cultivators may not be sure."

The two monks naturally referred to Simu and Russell on the boat.

The two of them rowed fast, but they were not far behind the big boat. The weird phenomenon here is very attractive.

Although the Yangtze River is wide, but such a thick fog, I believe that as long as you are not blind, you can basically see it.

The third uncle's eyes wandered, and his expression was a little hesitant. Fatty Wang continued to strike while the iron was hot, "I'm greedy for money, and I leave after touching some treasures, but you are different, third uncle, what you want is not wealth, but..."

"do not talk!"

The third uncle looked at the Fatty Wang in front of him, feeling aggrieved in his heart. He was famous all his life, and he was also well-known in the Dao Dou world. How could he fall into the hands of such a shameless fat man?

He bawled directly, "Fatty, you wait for third uncle, let me tell you, I'm a cultured person."

"Cultural person?"

Fatty Wang glanced at Third Uncle, looked him up and down, with a look of disgust on his face, then turned his small eyes, "Third Uncle, I still don't know what your last name is?"

"My surname is Yang!"

The third uncle said in a bad tone, and glared at the fat man in front of him viciously, "I have agreed in advance that I will only look for one thing on the boat. After I find it, I will wash my hands and go away."

He stared closely at the fat man in front of him. Fatty Wang also knew what he was talking about, and patted his chest with his hand, "Don't worry, I don't have that disease, and I will never rob you. Life is alive..."

As he said that, he rubbed his thumb and index finger skillfully together, "Isn't this person living for money?"

The third uncle nodded, and the two had reached a basic alliance.

But the two are still vigilant against each other, this round of fighting is cruel and ruthless, and the sinisterness of people's hearts is vividly exuded.

Brothers fighting tigers, father and son soldiers in battle, but in the industry of fighting back, even father and son can't trust each other.

The big ship in the distance was slowly approaching, and the small boat leaned straight towards it like a ghost pushing back.

This boat is the legendary Nether Ferry Boat, which leads to the world and the underworld, and it carries the treasures of the underworld.

What the third uncle said before was true, but it was also false. Not all the people who got on this Nether ferry boat died, and some people survived.

After that person escaped, he was in constant panic. No one wanted to believe what he had encountered, and even his family felt unlucky.

Within three days, the man died suddenly, and was buried with his notes.

Later, after several twists and turns, the notes in the tomb fell into the hands of the third uncle, but he was by no means the only one who knew the news.

This legendary ghost ferry boat is very simple, damp, and even a little worn out. Only two lanterns seem to be new.

The dim and pale flames danced there, making one feel chills behind.

But the third uncle and Fatty Wang don't care. To be honest, there is really no need for timid people to join their profession.

After all, they are the ones who snatch treasures from the dead.

The two slowly boarded the boat, and just as soon as they probed, Fatty Wang was startled by the scene on the boat.

The boat was not empty, but full of people. Those people stood there dumbly, their faces were pale, lifeless, and lifeless.

"hiss!"

Fatty Wang felt a little guilty. Could it be that he got on the wrong boat?

The third uncle on the side was a little excited, and he whispered, "It's this ship. It seems that there have been many deaths on the Yangtze River in the past few months."

This is the Nether Ferry Boat, and what it brings is not people, but souls who died in the Yangtze River.

When the world is in chaos, more people will die, and that's no big deal.

Fatty Wang was taken aback for a moment, and then he reacted, with some excitement on his face, the ghost ship is more exciting than the fight.

Moreover, this ship is a serious old antique ship. Judging by the rotten appearance, it is at least 800 years old.

Let alone antiques, even pots and pans, tables, chairs and benches are all good treasures.