079.Official Ship
The sedan chair on the shore was fine, but when Qingling saw the coffin floating in the water, he smelled a strong stench of corpse and evil spirit. The mahogany coffin seemed to have been buried not long ago, and the new paint surface was glossy, with no trace of decay.
The moment Shang Changheng flew over the coffin lid, Qing Ling blurted out: "Can we lift the coffin lid and use it as a boat to row in?"
Shang Changheng showed a look of surprise when he heard this, and the coffin that was approaching suddenly stopped, as if it had heard something that made the evil spirit unbelievable.
Miao Yuan rushed towards the bridal sedan and turned back to ask loudly, "Donor Qing, are you... the living devil?"
Zhu Lezhi stayed beside Qingling in silence, thinking that it was rare for her to agree with this monk. Killing people was not enough, so why did he even steal someone else's coffin? Besides, this thing couldn't even fit the three of them as a boat... It was unlucky.
The person in the coffin seemed to be angry. Scarlet blood began to seep out of the water from under the coffin. In the night, it looked like a dark shadow spreading out with fangs and claws. Qing Ling couldn't see clearly, but he smelled a strong smell of blood.
"What kind of messed up tricks are these?" Qing Ling frowned, secretly thanking his luck that they were not rotten.
He really didn't want to smell the rotting smell of his own dead body anymore.
Zhu Lezhi thought about it and said calmly: "Maybe he is angry."
If she was alone here and encountered such a thing, she would have fled without a trace on the spot, but now Shang Changheng has stepped on the coffin board... Zhu Lezhi felt relieved and said, "There must be something in the coffin. It has so many tricks. Master Qing, guess why it doesn't come out?"
Qing Ling glanced at Shang Changheng, and after a moment of silence, he said, "You can't come out."
He looked back and saw Miaoyuan, who was smashing a paper man with a punch. He just rushed to the front of the sedan chair and swung the Seven Treasures Bodhi to smash it. At this time, a sinister and charming voice came from the sedan chair: "Young man, why are you so fierce? You scared me... What's the point of wielding a spear and a stick? Why don't you try the pleasure of a warm night with me?"
Qingling could only see Miaoyuan's back, but he paused obviously. Perhaps a monk who was free from all worries and had a pure mind would never have thought that one day he would be teased by evil spirits.
After traveling together for such a long time, Qingling rarely felt guilty towards Miaoyuan. Unlike Zhu Lezhi, Miaoyuan followed them for a very pure reason, and he also caused trouble for himself. Look at what he has been through...
Zhu Lezhi also shook his head and whispered to Qingling: "According to the folk story, now it is about the love between a human and a ghost. A disciple from the pure Buddhist sect, and a charming and beautiful woman..."
The woman in the sedan chair came out, wearing a red wedding dress, with a blue-gray face with blood coming out of all seven orifices, and a pair of gray eyes. No matter how charming her appearance was, it was only terrifying.
Zhu Lezhi gently pressed it against his lips.
Silent Miaoyuan attacked with all his strength.
Qing Ling lowered his voice and said, "It seems that Master Miao Yuan doesn't like this relationship very much."
At the same time, the coffin in the water began to tremble violently, and there were banging sounds coming from inside, as if someone was trying to open the coffin. However, Shang Changheng was standing on the coffin, and no matter how powerful the corpse inside was or how many tricks he used, he couldn't even open his own coffin lid.
A few breaths later, with an extremely angry roar, followed by a loud thunder-like sound, the mahogany coffin exploded into pieces!
The smell of corpse suddenly became violent and violent. In the coffin was a fully clothed corpse with dark brown skin like dry bark. His lips could not close, revealing teeth that had never rotted. Judging from his clothes, he must have been rich or noble when he was alive. The burial clothes were very expensive.
This thing seemed to have retained some of its consciousness before death, and for some reason even its corpse was preserved, but it was ultimately just an evil spirit, and it pounced on Qingling without saying a word. Shang Changheng, who was behind him, clenched his hand, and the long-handled knife condensed from Yin Sha fell into his palm, and immediately made a diagonal slash.
The corpse in the coffin staggered and fell into the water. The water level was very shallow near the surface. He let out a strange roar, like a hoarse wolf's howl, then turned around and pounced on Shang Changheng again.
Qing Ling sighed, "Can a corpse be raised in this water?"
"Normally not." Zhu Lezhi said, "Wouldn't it be the end of the corpse if it was soaked in water? But the world is so big that all kinds of things happen. But it must have been buried poorly. It's possible that the tomb was washed away by the water and fell into the water. But if such a vicious thing wants to kill people, it's possible to massacre the city. It's estimated that it has been floating on the sea for a long time and has never been able to come ashore."
Evil spirits do not know the way unless they are guided by a living person. Otherwise, they will be like Shang Changheng, who knew that he had unfinished karma in the world but just couldn't find anyone.
If Qingling hadn't summoned ghosts today, these things would not have been able to get ashore.
Zhu Lezhi added: "That's good. If these things are left in the world of the living, it will be a big deal sooner or later. It's a good thing to get rid of them all now."
Qingling said nothing. He felt that Master Miaoyuan was not doing well.
The corpse that had been struggling with Shang Changheng was still struggling after its limbs were cut off. The limbs floating on the water were trying to return to the body. Zhu Lezhi then whispered, "Why does this thing look like it was made by those guys who play with insects in the southwest? It seems to have a Gu in its body. No wonder it is kept in the water. This won't do, Senior Shang——"
Shang Changheng didn't even turn his head. "Speak."
"We have to get it ashore," Zhu Lezhi said, "and burn it."
Shang Changheng raised his sword and an arm came ashore. Qingling frowned after taking a look. There was something black like spider silk on the broken surface of the arm, moving around, as if trying to find his body through the hand. Zhu Lezhi picked up a talisman, burned it and threw it on the arm. The arm wrapped in the talisman fire struggled immediately, but could not escape the burning flames.
The mall brought the arms and legs ashore one by one, and finally carried the body without hands and feet back and handed it to Zhu Lezhi to burn them one by one. She then took out a talisman, burned it, took the ashes, and sprinkled them into the muddy water.
"This corpse must have been raised. I don't know which wicked guy did this." Zhu Lezhi sat back next to Qingling.
Shang Changheng took over Miao Yuan.
Master Miaoyuan sat far away with a very unhappy look on his face.
Qing Ling had just been busy looking at Shang Changheng, and only then did he notice Miao Yuan. He whispered, "Young Master doesn't look very happy."
Zhu Lezhi couldn't help laughing, and whispered to Qingling: "Of course he's not happy. Didn't you see that female ghost just now? She wanted to stick to him. How can the young master be happy when he couldn't use his fists and feet and was taken advantage of by the ghost?"
Qingling felt even more ashamed.
But Zhu Lezhi changed the subject, "But this female ghost is pitiful too. I've seen her before. She was sitting in a bridal sedan chair, but her movements were like those of a prostitute. In fact, she was a prostitute in her lifetime. Judging from the way she died, she must have been poisoned. Prostitutes care most about getting a good name, riding in a bridal sedan chair, and getting married in style. After many people die, their close sisters will burn a bridal sedan chair for them to be reincarnated in. When I heard about this when I was young, I thought they were weird. Why is their biggest obsession to get married in a bridal sedan chair?"
"But then I thought, maybe they just want to be human beings for once."
Qingling was silent.
The obsession that may seem ridiculous to others is actually the peak that they can only see in their entire lives.
It's not just women. Many people in this world are like birds. The higher they fly, the more they can see.
He also said softly, "It's a pity that life and death are not in our control."
When Qing Ling lowered his eyes, perhaps because his eyebrows and eyes were too delicate and elegant, or perhaps because he had gradually seen too many joys and sorrows in the world, even though his expression was cold, it still carried a kind of compassion of a bodhisattva.
The ghost girl in wedding gown didn't last long in Shang Changheng's hand before she dissipated, along with the paper figures of the bridal sedan on the ground. Shang Changheng walked back with his clothes spotless, stopped not far away, and looked at Qingling: "It's done."
"Then I'll continue." Qingling took out another talisman.
Not long after, a thin mist rose from the water again. This time, the shadow of a very imposing ship appeared faintly in the mist. It was more than twice as large as the passenger ship Qingling took when he came here, and it even had a flag fluttering in the wind.
Qing Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously turned back to look at Shang Changheng, "It's OK this time."
Shang Changheng walked forward, squatted down, gently touched Qingling's head, and whispered, "Are you tired?"
"No." Qing Ling whispered, then looked up and saw the flag on the ship. It was a bright yellow flag with "Wei" written on it. "This is... a ship from the previous dynasty. Could it be a warship?"
Any ship that can carry a country's name is not simple, especially this ship with bright lights. If you get closer, you can see soldiers holding halberds on it. If it weren't for the eerie aura of this ship, it would have nothing to do with a ghost ship.
Soon, a middle-aged man in an official robe and hat came out. He said to the people on the shore from a distance: "My name is Zhao, and I am an official from the Ministry of Rites of the Great Wei. I was ordered to take the goods to the sea. This waterway is strange, and I couldn't find the direction for a while. Now I see the shore, I don't know where this is?"
Qing Ling understood when he saw this. Either the people on the ship didn't know they were dead, or they were pretending to be so, to trick living people onto the ship. Moreover, it was a cargo ship carrying officials from the previous dynasty, so it was no wonder there were soldiers on board.
He looked back at Shang Changheng and whispered, "Is this it?"
"Yes." Shang Changheng took off the red string from Qingling's hand and threw it away, then stood up with Qingling and said, "I'll go and ask them to sail the boat."
As soon as Zhu Lezhi put away his incense burner, he immediately said, "Ah, you are going out to sea. You have entered a tributary. It is muddy here. If you want to go to the sea, we can lead the way. It is difficult to tell the direction in the dark. You won't understand even if I tell you!"
Water routes are different from land routes. Getting lost at sea can be fatal.
The official hesitated. According to the rules, he could not let anyone on board. However, he was not sober and felt that he had been drifting on the sea for a long time. He did not care about much else and nodded in agreement. "Come on, put down the ladder!"
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