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Soon, the ferryman realized something was wrong. An inexplicable light flashed on the stone slab, entered his raincoat, and entangled with him, as if marking him.
His blurry face emerged in the dark hole of his straw raincoat. His expression changed again and again. He understood it silently, and then suddenly looked up at the fading moon.
"There are traps and deep pits on this stone slab. It's really not that easy to get it!" said the ferryman in a deep voice.
Then, he felt something was even more wrong. This stone slab had nothing to do with him. It belonged to that kid!
At the same time, the fishing line went away and disappeared into the night sky.
"Senior, what's the condition of this stone slab?" Wang Xuan asked, very concerned.
The ferryman looked unfriendly and said, "Boy, did you sense that something was wrong and let me take the blame?!"
He just thought that this kid was courageous, but now he dislikes Wang Xuan. This must be intentional. This kid was alert in advance and had some suspicions and guesses. Is he asking him to take the blame? !
"Senior, I really didn't know the fisherman on the moon was so insidious. I thought I had robbed the monster of a scripture for nothing, but I didn't expect it to be so deceiving. It's impossible to guard against it!"
Wang Xuan sighed, looking like he was still frightened.
The ferryman carefully sensed the mark on his body, and when he heard his words, his face darkened. "Aren't you fully protected? I broke through the defense, and I'm showing it off to me?!"
Wang Xuan looked up at the sky and said, "How sinister and vicious! This old monster should be killed. None of them are kind. They just want to trick future generations!"
The ferryman felt very uncomfortable, looked at him and said coldly: "Why do I feel like you are the one who tricked me?!"
"Really not!" Wang Xuan would never admit it, and said, "How could I have imagined that the fisherman on the moon has all kinds of tricks, he is really a cunning old man!"
Then, he asked in a low voice: "Senior, is there any problem with the scripture?"
The ferryman was sure that this kid had definitely been on guard for a long time. Asking him to take the blame was really going to make him want to break the old agreement, so he taught him a lesson.
"Are you still wondering whether the scriptures are true or not?" the ferryman asked angrily.
Wang Xuan raised his short sword and was about to chop the stone slab, saying, "I am here to avenge my senior!"
"Don't destroy the slate!" The ferryman hurriedly tried to stop him. He still wanted to use the slate to reason with the fisherman on the moon.
When Wang Xuan heard this, he immediately understood that there was no problem with the scripture on the stone tablet!
He stared at the slate and studied it carefully again. The nine human-shaped pictures and the densely packed scribbles were all firmly memorized in his mind without any problem.
Suddenly, the ferryman's hair stood on end, he looked up at the sky, and the disappeared fishing line appeared again. This time there was no scripture falling, but a set of golden anchor hooks, coming towards him!
"I... go!" He was shocked, and then looked at Wang Xuan with a murderous look, and actually kept blocking the knife for this kid!
The set of anchor hooks were all made of sun gold and were extremely large. If they were anchored on a person, large bloody holes would immediately appear, just like a spear being bent.
"Misunderstanding, it's not me!" The ferryman kept dodging, and then he held the fishing rod made of the Feathered Divine Bamboo, touched the set of anchor hooks, and talked to it.
"I am the ferryman of the dead, the promise keeper. If there is a misunderstanding, I have helped others to avoid disaster. I can return the stone tablet scripture to you!"
Wang Xuan saw the ferryman turned into a beam of light and hid there. The set of big hooks also left a lot of afterimages, chasing him endlessly.
"The traps are one after another, they are all routines." Wang Xuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then said: "Senior, I thought you two were one family, but I didn't expect that the monster on the moon would not recognize any relatives and would even want to lure you away!"
"Shut up, I don't want to talk to you!" The ferryman was extremely angry.
Although he was a remnant of supernatural powers, he was very clear that when his physical body was still there, he was a person from the Age of Immortals. As for the fisherman on the moon, it was hard to say.
The land of the dead is too ancient, predating the existence of all immortals!
Finally, the ferryman used the Feathered Bamboo to hold the set of fishhooks made of sun gold again, and kept whispering, as if he was explaining something quickly.
However, the anchor hook was trembling, as if it was still exerting force.
Wang Xuan found the right opportunity, jumped up, swung the dagger, cut the fishing line with a clang, and let the set of anchor hooks fall down!
The ferryman was stunned. He was still negotiating, and the guy took the opportunity to attack. He was so ruthless and deceitful!
Wang Xuan said: "Senior, he can't interfere with the dead land, so you have to take action when necessary, and you have to be soft but also hard!"
The bamboo boat was shaking and almost capsized. The set of anchor hooks was too heavy and shone brightly.
Wang Xuan walked over, but still didn't dare to touch it. However, his eyes were bright. This was a pile of sun gold!
"Don't even think about it, you have to return everything!" said the ferryman.
"Why? He wants to fish, but I'm fishing for him!" Wang Xuan was dissatisfied.
The ferryman advised: "I really don't know much about the creatures on the moon, but I'm afraid something bad might happen if I push it too far."
"Then leave one fish hook!" Wang Xuan said firmly, and chose one from a group of fish hooks.
"What do you want it for? Do you want to fish too?" the ferryman was puzzled.
"Such a big fish hook, if it is straightened, won't it become a spear? I heard that the spear made of sun gold is specially used to destroy evil spirits and ghosts. Who wouldn't be tempted?!" Wang Xuan was determined to keep one.
The ferryman looked at him, really speechless, and after a long while he sighed and said, "Okay, you keep the hook to use as a spear and return the slab."
Wang Xuan reluctantly studied the stone tablet again before giving up.
In the end, only a golden fishing hook was left in the boat, which would be two meters long if it was straightened.
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