In a moment, an old voice came from the cabin, "Where are the female guest going?"

"Shimen Huping Mountain."

"Waterboat waterfall, peach blossoms fall at the entrance of the cave." The ferryman asked in a voice: "Why are you going to the fallen flower cave?"

“That’s right.”

After a long silence, the ferryman smiled sadly, "Since that's the case, I'll invite the female passenger to board the boat."

Before he finished speaking, the female guest flew into the boat. The broken boat shook the water and stopped quietly again.

The ferryman sighed, "Female guest, you can't go to the fallen flower cave."

The pretty female guest standing on the bow immediately asked, "Why?"

"Why should the female guest ask him knowingly?" The ferryman seemed unhappy.

"Do you think I'm going to die?" The woman's voice suddenly rose.

"Hmph!" The ferryman's attitude said everything, "When you land on the boat, your splashes are turbulent, your light skills are only loose, and your true energy is not condensed. How can you fly over the waterfall in the bottle?"

When I saw the female guest at the bow of the boat, I didn't say a word, the ferryman became even more angry: "You go to die, it has nothing to do with me, but I insist on taking my boat, which makes me hope and disappointed again. I am happy first and then sad. What can I do with the dry bones in my tomb like this?"

The female guest stomped her feet with a smile, "The iron-powered sunken wood, Wumeng old camel old man practiced by the water day and cried every night. You used the iron-powered sunken wood that sinks into the water as soon as you enter the water, and continued to hang on the water with your internal strength. It has been more than twenty years since you practiced like this day and night. Let me ask, can you still take revenge?"

"..." The cabin was silent.

The female guest's voice suddenly fell, "Since your wife died, you have been chasing her for twenty years. Now that the old man is approaching, there is no hope of revenge. I want to walk for you. Are you going to help me?"

"Since the famous captain is determined to go, I will accompany you!" The boat curtain was windless, and the broken boat turned around and left. It was so lively!

"Good internal skills!" The female guest praised in a delicate voice: "The fish and dragons in the sea change, and the nine curves of waves fly into sand!"

"Hmph!" The ferryman responded in a muffled voice.

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The Northern Palace Maid was still asleep. After Wu Ming got rid of the knot, he was reluctant to stay for a long time. So he pulled Ming Fei to try the malaria-proof mirror. The corpses floating in Gaotang Port were everywhere, and the smell was so stinking. Although both of them were covered with thick scarves, they were still dizzy and dizzy. Ming Fei was a little better, after all, Buddhism was profound and both empty and color were forgotten. Wu Ming was so frightened!

He was already a servant with a clever ear and a bright eye, and his nerves were stretched out by the spiritual energy, so he didn't have a good sense of smell!

The north wind was wrapped in the stinking of corpse, and he not only included it in the whole collection, but also identified the source as soon as possible; he could even identify the rotten parts from the stinking of corpse, and clearly "see" the deceased tragic situation of the deceased... How disgusting!

Since Gaotang Lugang has this name, there must be reed marsh. After leaving the port and passing the gatehouse, you will enter the inner harbor with reeds floating. Unlike the same Dongsheng Shenzhou architecture, the barbarians in the inner harbor live together, and the totem bones are not difficult to see. Looking at it, delicateness and roughness coexist, you have me and I have you, and the mixing is extremely harmonious.

Even the Taoyuan in the world has long become the Avici Hell at this time. The inner Hong Kong is densely populated and fog is accompanied by ten of the diseased people, and many people die.

The residents of Daze had to be buried in water, but in order to block the source of infection, the corpse could only be burned. If you have such knowledge, you are obviously not an ordinary person. After asking the old shopkeeper who came with him, you will know that everything was done by Beigong Ying.

"I'll let you know that although Lord Ying was born in the southern border, he was not from Lugang, Gaotang, but he often traveled here and stayed here in his spare time. People in Lugang thought she was just an ordinary witch doctor in the southern border, but never knew that Lord Ying was the famous Beigong of the four directions. "The old shopkeeper said it in a leisurely manner, and at the end he suddenly glanced at Wu Ming, "I'm sorry for being arrogant, I have a heart-to-heart talk to you."

"The elders dare not refuse." Wu Ming was so clear, how could he not know?

Sure enough, the old shopkeeper sighed: "Mr. Ying was lonely since childhood, but she was so beautiful and natural. Although she had a lot of experience, she still had a girl's heart and nature. She didn't know the depth of the world. A love thing penetrated the intestines and bones..." As she said that, the old shopkeeper suddenly stopped, her eyes shining brightly, which penetrated Wu Ming's internal organs. "If you are ruthless, please do not hurt her."'

Although Beigong Ying was not his biological son, he was the old shopkeeper who protected her since childhood and protected her from growing up, so he was deeply in love with her. Although Wu Ming accidentally aroused her to realize the truth, his original intention was not like this.

Wu Ming's family knew about his family affairs, so he nodded awkwardly, "Boy knows."

"Thank you." The old shopkeeper bowed to the ground.

Mingfei, who quietly walked to the two of them, reached out and lifted the curtain, but relieved Wu Ming's embarrassment, "There are still people in this family."

"What's the situation?" Wu Ming stepped down and rushed forward with great strides.

"Let's go and have a look." He protected Wu Ming behind him, and Concubine Ming carried the curtain in.

This house is called the Danlou, which was created by the barbarians in the southern border. But there are long wooden walls and cow bones hanging high in the eaves, with three floors above and below. Apart from the roof tiles, they are all built of fir trees. The columns of the house are made of large wood and are connected by small firs. There are also hanging towers built around the house. The eaves are raised up and outward, and they spread their wings to the sky.

The four walls of the house are all covered with fir plates, and the inside and outside are covered with tung oil. People are not living in the bottom layer, so they are used to raise poultry and place agricultural tools and debris. At this time, there is nothing, and no chickens and dogs are seen.

Go up the stairs along the stairs, the second floor is the owner's residence, with a bedroom inside and a bright hall outside. There is a fire pit in the hall. When you are free, the family will eat and chat around the fire pit, which is spacious and convenient.

Because there are windows, it is bright, with plenty of light and ventilation. I glanced at me and saw no one.

Everyone then came from a corridor connected to the Mingtang to the third floor.

Three floors are hung high to avoid moisture from the water. Because it is airtight and dry, and very spacious, the owner of the house family has three men and four women.

Seven people on the bed were sick for a long time, with a haggard face. The male owner had a disheveled head and dirt face, difficult to distinguish his facial features, his collarbone was protruding, his ribs were stripped, and his high-rolled trousers were exposed. The female owner was as thin as a woody bone, his eye sockets were deep, his cheekbones were protruding, his clothes were half open, and his shriveled room seemed to have drunk all the skin bags, hanging down under his ribs. A boy's head was as big as a bucket, his body was covered with corpse spots, and pus and blood were flowing under his crotch. Although he was dead, his little mouth was still filled with **.

Although the other brothers were breathing, they also had more in and out, and there was no more time.

Even though the third floor is very ventilated, the heavy stench still makes it difficult for people to breathe.

The Ming Concubine silently chanted the Buddha's name, and the Zhuangyan Bao clashed with each other Wu Ming said, "Come and take the mirror."

The Malaria Mirror is the only treasure that has not been included in the inscription of the Qiankun Ruyi. Wu Ming not only collects the mirror spirit, but also combines Yin and Yang. The treasure mirror is bridging by itself, and the mirror is broken and reunited without mentioning it.

Mingfei is an expert in mirroring. She can pick it up at will, and then she will look over.

But when a bright light was seen passing by the sickbed, the twisted yellow fog that kept drilling out of the patient's mouth, eyes, ears and nose was like flying sand, which condensed. In the hazy, it formed an ugly evil thing with only a panic head and a smoked face in the air!

It's not that malaria ghost!

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I'm late, I don't say much, read books.
Chapter completed!