"Am I just destined to be with water?" Having just left the world of Qin's Moon and arrived in the new world using the wall-penetrating ability, Wang Han was immediately submerged in icy water.
"Am I just thirsty or am I just destined to be surrounded by water?" After the radar scan, Wang Han couldn't help but complain. Ever since the One Piece world, every time he travels through time, he's been connected to water. Although this time it's not the ocean, he's actually at the bottom of a lake dozens of meters below.
After venting his frustrations, Wang Han prepared to swim towards the lake. He needed to figure out what time it was before deciding what to do.
"Splash..." Just as Wang Han was swimming upwards, suddenly, from the mud at the bottom of the water, a hand that was swollen from being submerged grabbed Wang Han's foot and tried to pull him back to the bottom.
When his foot was grabbed, Wang Han was not pulled down, but instead brought out the owner of the hand from under the mud.
"Ouch!" His foot was pulled, and Wang Han looked down to see a person dressed in tattered gray clothes, with long hair obscuring their face, and whose body was rotting from being submerged in lake water, being pulled out of the mud by his own swimming. Upon seeing this, and sensing the eerie aura emanating from the person, Wang Han couldn't help but laugh. It seemed he was not only destined for water, but also for water ghosts. He'd just arrived in this world and already been submerged in water, and now he'd encountered a water ghost.
Wang Han couldn't help but become interested in this world. If there were water ghosts in this world, would there also be people who cultivate immortality and Taoism? Perhaps they could seduce some good things.
The water ghost beneath the mud realized that instead of pulling the person off its head, it had been dragged out of the mud by the other party. Seeing the other party looking down at it without any sign of panic, the ghost immediately knew it had pulled someone it shouldn't have. Looking at the black robe concealing the ancient black armor of a general (Wang Han, having transmigrated to a new world, always wore armor to conceal his identity and race), the ghost assumed the other was some ancient general who had died and transformed into a ghost or zombie. Terrified, it immediately released its grip and tried to burrow back into the mud.
"We've already said hello, where else do you want to go?" Seeing this, Wang Han laughed and stopped swimming back up. He swam back to the bottom of the lake, grabbed the water ghost's foot, and pulled the water ghost, whose body was half buried in the silt, out.
Wang Han pulled him out of the mud again, and the water ghost's already pale face turned even paler.
"I ask, you answer. If you dare to utter even half a lie, I'll make you die again," Wang Han said, lifting the water ghost upside down.
Upon hearing this, the water ghost was terrified. If he were to die again, wouldn't his soul be scattered and he be eaten? He immediately began to tremble with fear, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice.
"..." Wang Han paused for a moment, looked at the water ghost's swollen face, and asked, "Were you born this ugly?"
"..." Upon hearing this, the water ghost hesitated for a moment, afraid that Wang Han would eat him, and nodded against his will.
"Did you commit suicide because you were ugly?" Wang Han couldn't help but ask again.
Without hesitation, the water ghost shook its head and said, "I was thrown down here."
"How long have you been dead? Have you encountered or heard of anyone who can exorcise demons?" Wang Han asked.
"I've been dead for ten years. I haven't met anyone who can exorcise demons, but I have heard of them." Upon hearing this, the water ghost quickly and honestly answered, and hurriedly explained in detail: "There is a Taoist priest in a nearby town. I don't know his name, but the people in the nearby villages call him Uncle Nine. His Taoist magic is very powerful, and he specializes in dealing with ghosts and zombies like us."
"Uncle Nine?" Upon hearing this, Wang Han thought for a moment, then remembered the Taoist priest with one eyebrow that he often saw on TV, and said, "Take me there."
"You'll get caught. Legend has it that his Taoist magic is incredibly powerful, and he can even imprison ghosts in jars." Hearing this, the water ghost was startled. Going to cause trouble for Uncle Nine was like courting death.
Upon hearing this, Wang Han said in a sinister tone, "I won't lock you in a jar, but I'll tear you into pieces. Do you want to be torn into pieces by me?"
Upon hearing this, the water ghost trembled, its head shaking like a rattle drum. Being torn into strips was far more terrifying than being locked in a jar.
"Let's go then." Seeing this, Wang Han said with a smile, grabbing the water ghost by the foot and carrying him upside down as he quickly swam towards the lake. He showed absolutely no mercy; in the ten years this water ghost had been a demon, it had harmed countless people.
"It's over." The water ghost, being held by the foot by Wang Han, felt the water around him almost washing away the flesh from his face, and he sighed inwardly. At this speed, it was much faster than him, a water ghost. There was no hope of escaping. He could only hope that he would be lucky this time and be taken into the jar by Uncle Jiu. Otherwise, he would really only be able to become food for this big ghost.
With a "splash," Wang Han emerged from the lake. Under the clear moonlight, he lightly touched the surface of the lake with his feet, like a dragonfly skimming the water, and landed on the shore dozens of meters away with the water ghost.
"Lead the way." After reaching the shore, Wang Han threw the water ghost on the ground and said.
Upon hearing this, the water ghost that Wang Han had thrown to the ground quickly got up, carefully looked around, and cautiously pointed to the other side of the shore, saying, "Um, sir, you're going the wrong way. It's on the other side of the shore."
“They’ve gone against me.” Upon hearing this, Wang Han paused for a moment, then stepped onto the water and walked towards the opposite bank, instructing the water ghost, “Follow me.”
"Yes." Upon hearing this, the water ghost quickly jumped into the water, half of his body above the surface, and hurriedly followed Wang Han towards the other side. He dared not run; he could only lament inwardly how unlucky he was. He only wanted to harm someone in the middle of the night, but his luck was so bad that he ended up with an ancient monster. Now he could only cautiously follow. He decided that if there was a next time, he would never come out at night to harm people. After all, he was a water ghost, and the damage from sunlight was not so great underwater. During the day, as long as it wasn't directly under the sun, he could still harm people in the shadows underwater.
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After a half-hour journey, the water ghost finally brought Wang Han to the town where Uncle Jiu lived.
Outside the town, the water ghost pointed to the town ahead and said respectfully to Wang Han, "My lord, it's in that town just ahead."
Looking at the town ahead, where no lights were on, Wang Han asked, "Do you know which one it is?"
"This..." Upon hearing this, the water ghost was startled and quickly said, "My lord, I can go find it for you."
"No need, I'll go back and find it myself. You're useless now," Wang Han said, as blue lightning flashed in his hand.
"No, sir, please don't kill me." Seeing the lightning in Wang Han's hand, the water ghost was so frightened that he almost lost his soul. He immediately knelt down and begged Wang Han.
"You were destined to die the moment you grabbed my foot." Wang Han remained unmoved, and the lightning in his hand leaped onto the water ghost's body.
"No..." In the water ghost's terrified gaze, the lightning directly ignited his soul like a light bulb, and his spirit dissipated into wisps of green smoke in the lightning.
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