Chapter 121 Causes, consequences, old official, and corpse monster
Nearly twenty days ago, at noon.
At Yaoguandu, on the bank of the Wujiang River, there was a sudden sound of gongs and drums, and it was very lively.
Today is the annual Yaoguandu boating competition, and it is also an important day for people to come here to worship their ancestors.
Many athletes, with bare chests, sat on small boats, ready to go. On the river bank, many young girls and wives, with makeup on and waist drums tied to their necks, cheered for the athletes.
"Old clan leader, you are already old, yet you still want to compete with us young guys. Otherwise, we will find you a wife so you can go home and retire." Gouwazi teased the old clan leader while warming up on the river bank.
"Go away, you little brat. You are a dog that can't spit out ivory. Just row the boat well and don't lose to an old man like me." The old official replied angrily.
Although his hair was gray, he was still energetic and greeted everyone enthusiastically.
The old official has long lost his family, or rather, everyone in Yaoguandu is his family. He has dedicated his entire life to the town.
He survived many life-threatening situations before bringing back the "Gecko Dragon Skill" from outside, and over the years he also painstakingly studied the cultivation technology of a certain common medicinal material, with great success. He gave all of these to the tribesmen in the town without reservation.
Thanks to his hard work and dedication, the disability rate of the tribe members when collecting herbs has been reduced, more good herbs can be collected, and the income has increased greatly. Within a hundred miles, anyone who mentions Yaoguandu will give a thumbs up, and many young girls and wives from other places are willing to marry into their town.
Watching the town grow and develop step by step is the old official's lifelong wish.
He did it.
But he is old and can't do it anymore.
Today is his last time to participate in the ancestral rowing competition. After the competition, he will announce to everyone that he will pass the position of clan leader to his good apprentice, Guan Daniu, the son of the former clan leader.
Guan Daniu is popular, capable and ambitious in the town, and I think he can take the town to a new level.
Talented people emerge in every generation. It's time for him, an old coward, to step down.
This competition will be his final battle as an official, and it will be the competition that will bring a perfect end to his career as a patriarch. He takes it very seriously, so he came to the shore early to prepare.
The old official could never have imagined that he would die today, and be stabbed in the back by his own people.
The tribe members to whom he had devoted most of his life could be so ruthless.
The river breeze was blowing gently. As drums sounded on the shore, hundreds of boats suddenly began to race against each other, rowing desperately towards the center of the river 300 meters ahead.
The old official tried his best, but he was old and weak, so he fell to the middle and lower positions. However, at this moment, something strange happened.
Suddenly, without any warning, a strong wind blew up on the river. The wind was so strong and without any warning that it caught people off guard and even made it difficult for the boat to maintain its direction.
Such strange changes must be caused by some evildoer.
The old official's face turned pale with anger, and he quickly called on his clansmen to retreat quickly.
At the old official's urgent call, everyone turned around in a hurry and prepared to return to the shore.
However, something strange happened again.
Suddenly, someone on the shore shouted, "Everybody, run! There's a whirlpool below, a really big whirlpool, and it's still expanding. Be careful!"
When the old official heard the sound and saw this, he couldn't help but feel terrified. He didn't know when a whirlpool suddenly appeared downstream of the river, and this whirlpool was expanding as time went by.
There seemed to be a monster in the center of the vortex, ready to devour someone.
"Run! Everyone, run to the shore! Don't panic! Pay attention to how you distribute your internal energy and physical strength!" The old official shouted loudly to direct everyone to escape. As for the young and strong men who rowed slowly and lacked strength, he did not hesitate to use his limited internal energy. He skillfully slapped the stern of others' boats with his palm, allowing them to escape even faster.
Under the old official's command, the panic situation gradually stabilized. However, at this moment, the old official discovered that his boat was suddenly leaking.
This discovery made him feel a chill in his heart, but he soon felt relieved.
Don't panic, there are his tribesmen everywhere nearby, just find someone to give you a ride.
However, subsequent developments made the old official feel despair.
"Da Zhuang, stop for a moment. My boat is leaking. Please give me a ride." A man rowing a boat passed by the old patriarch. The old official's eyes lit up and he shouted for help.
However, the opposite happened. The passing sampan was stunned when it heard the old official's voice, and then rowed away at a faster speed.
The old official dared to swear that Dazhuang must have heard his cry for help. At this moment, a trace of disappointment arose in the old official's heart, but this disappointment was quickly eliminated by him.
Dazhuang has three sons in his family. Don’t blame him. Don’t blame him. There are other clansmen behind him.
"Erzhuzi, my boat is leaking, please give me a ride." Another sampan passed by the old official quickly. The old official's eyes lit up and he shouted loudly.
Soon, the light in the old official's eyes disappeared.
People were coming and going around him, and more than ten sampans passed by, but everyone hesitated for a moment and then sped away at full speed.
The old official didn't understand why they did this.
Among those people in the past, many of them were taught internal skills by him personally, and many people have received his kindness, some even having their lives saved.
But everyone turned a deaf ear to his cries for help.
This made the old official feel a little cold in his heart. He could no longer deceive himself, as his boat was about to sink.
He didn't have enough physical strength and internal energy to swim to the shore, so he had to save himself.
The old official dived into the water, swam to the nearest sampan and clung to the edge of the boat.
"Iron Bull, my ship..."
Before the old official could finish his words, Tie Niu swung the oar with a ferocious look on his face and hit the old official hard on the head, knocking him down.
The oar was made of hard ironwood, and the powerful blow directly hit the old official's head, causing stars to appear in his eyes and blood to flow.
At the moment of life and death, the darkness of human nature is fully revealed.
Everyone's choice was to only care about themselves and ask the old patriarch to die.
The old official's blood flowed down his forehead and was then washed away by the cold river water.
But the old official has not given up yet, he still has a chance.
There are people behind.
He swam again and reached the side of a sampan.
Bang! This time, before the old official could say anything, he struck him hard again.
After repeating this two or three times, the old official's head was swollen and covered with bumps and cracks. This time, he relied on his instinct for survival to climb onto Gouwazi's sampan.
At this time, the old official was already a little fuzzy-conscious, and the bones of his left hand were faintly visible on his fingers. He didn't know who hit him from behind, and he couldn't remember clearly.
"You little bastard..." the old official said weakly.
"Old Patriarch, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm only eighteen years old, I don't want to die, my inner strength is only a little bit advanced, I don't have enough energy, if I carry you, both of us will die."
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"Oh, right, Brother Daniu is right behind us. He is paddling the fastest. You go find him. Brother Daniu has mastered the Gecko Dragon Swimming Skill. He can definitely take you ashore." Gouwazi wiped his tears and tried hard to loosen the old official's hand.
Once again, the old official fell into the icy river water.
At this moment, his heart had become colder than the freezing river water due to repeated disappointment and betrayal.
But this time the old official heard it, his good apprentice Guan Daniu was still there, so he still had a chance.
He struggled to open a crack of his intact right eye, pried open his swollen eyelids, took a look at the tribesmen who were leaving him, looked at the blood-red sun shining on the rippling waves on the river, and looked at this colorful world.
He used up his last bit of strength to cling to the edge of his good apprentice Guan Daniu's boat.
Guan Daniu's gloomy voice came.
"Master, you look like a dog now."
"Where's the prestige you had when you snatched my father's position as the patriarch?"
"If we weren't in the middle of the river right now, I would hang your butt from the beam."
"An old man who refuses to die is a thief, Master."
"By the way, Master, do you know why your boat is leaking? It was me, Master. I just wanted to embarrass you, but I didn't expect that today would be a godsend, haha."
Guan Daniu moved his gloomy face in front of the old official. He swung the oar made of ironwood and wanted to cut the old official's hand that was clinging to the edge of the boat into Doraemon. However, his powerful blow, which was determined to hit the target, missed.
The old official had already lost all hope. He had already loosened his hands and closed his eyes.
He stopped struggling and allowed himself to be pushed into the whirlpool by the cold river water.
The last glimmer of light in his eyes also went out.
The colorful world suddenly turned black and white, and finally fell into endless darkness, deathly silence and coldness.
Fall into eternal hell.
That day, the river became violent and swallowed up the old patriarch.
Deep in the vortex, a blood-colored token floated and merged into one with the old official.
A voice full of evil and temptation sounded in the old official's heart.
"Do you desire power?"
"Do you want revenge on those who betrayed you?"
"Give me your soul, don't resist, and merge with me completely~"
“Kill! Kill! Kill!
"The bloody battle between heaven and earth is so tragic that it shocks the underworld!"
"Blood turns into waves, corpses turn into mountains of bones!"
"Kill one person every 10 steps, even if your mind stops, your hands won't stop!"
"When I see him alive, I want him dead; when I hear his voice, I take his life!"
"Since ancient times, benevolence has only harmed people, and morality has never been true!"
…
"I do!" A strange and ferocious smile emerged on the old official's face. He opened his arms and embraced the blood-colored token. His body was suddenly covered with black hairs as hard as steel needles.
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Under the bright moon, the water of Wujiang River was cold. One after another, corpse monsters walked out of the river and ran quickly towards the ancient town in the distance.
There were so many of them that at a glance there were no less than a thousand of them, including men, women, young and old.
What was strange was that after entering the ancient town, the tide of zombies quickly split into two, half ran towards the house that was set on fire by Yi Chen, as if wanting to defend their home, and the other half surrounded Yi Chen, as if wanting to kill him as soon as possible.
(End of this chapter)