When the vortex closed, Wang Jingzhe quickly moved upstream with the buoyancy. Fortunately, the water flow in the Taohuayu River section was not fast or too deep, otherwise he would not be able to withstand it with too much mud and sand.

As he got out of the water, the black coffin floated up. Not far from him, the old turtle under the coffin raised his head and glanced at him, then slowly stroked his forelimbs and swam forward.

Wang Jingzhe also frowned and looked at the other party. The old turtle's coffin came too strange and mysterious. To be honest, if it weren't for the bottle of water from the Styx, he would have really wanted to go over and see what the turtle's coffin came from.

Some things come inexplicably, and if you don’t understand something, it’s easy to get upset.

When the old turtle carried the coffin downstream, Wang Jingzhe still suppressed his curiosity and swam quickly to the shore. After getting ashore, he fell to the ground and gasped for a few breaths. This trip into the river to get water was really a bit tiring. The weather was a bit stuffy, and the gentle night wind was quite comfortable. Perhaps because of the tossing, Wang Jingzhe, who was wet, actually took a nap while lying down, and soon fell asleep.

There were only the "cry" sounds of water waves slamming against the shore, and the yin energy on the river surface also drifted away at this time. The river was still the same river, and it was impossible to see that there had been a series of amazing changes here.

Let’s talk about the other end, the old turtle actually didn’t walk far along the coffin. After about two or three miles, the old turtle began to swim towards the shore in the downstream direction.

At the same time, two figures stood not far from the shore looking forward. After seeing the black coffin gradually approaching the dock, the two hurried over.

"Chala" Before the old turtle could approach the shore, the two of them jumped into the water impatiently, waded in the river and met it, then stretched out their hands and pushed the coffin directly and walked towards the shore.

"Puff" When it was closer to the river bank, when it reached the water money place, the bottom of the coffin stopped when it touched the riverbed, and the old turtle stayed in the water.

The two of them were silent. At the same time, they took out an iron stick from their bodies and inserted it through the gap in the coffin. Then they pried it "crunch, crunch". After a few strokes of the coffin board, a gap was pried open. Suddenly, a dark aura came out with the smell of decay and sourness. However, neither of them disliked or shy, and still pried the coffin hard.

After a moment of "bang", the coffin board was lifted and threw it on the ground. The two of them breathed a long sigh, wiped the sweat from their heads, and then hurriedly looked into the coffin.

In the coffin, there was a corpse lying, wearing a black dress, with a blue-purple face, and no blood at all. It was obvious that I had been dead for how long, but there were no corpse spots or decays.

"Bang" One of the people turned on the flashlight on the phone, and the light fell on the corpse's face. After seeing it clearly, the man was stunned. The purple color on the corpse's face seemed a little strange, and it was not spread throughout the entire face, but only the upper part was. The man immediately frowned, and the person next to him asked in confusion.

"Uncle Donggan, something is wrong..."

"Wenhua, untie his clothes," Donggan ordered in a deep voice.

Wenhua lowered his head and untied the clothes on the corpse, revealing his chest. The surface of the chest on the corpse also appeared blue-purple, but it was piece by piece, almost like spots.

Donggan and Wenhua looked at each other and their hearts tightened at the same time. The expressions began to be confused to a little angry. Donggan stretched out his hand and pinched the mouth of the corpse. Two fangs appeared in the other's mouth, but they looked like two baby teeth, not very long.

Wenhua said confusedly: "Uncle Donggan, is it too short that he sucked enough water in the Styx River spring?"

Donggan said calmly: "No, the stylists have only been surging for less than a minute each time. The amount is limited, not too much or too little. The classics of Pari once recorded that this is the experience left by predecessors and it took more than a hundred years of waiting and watching. There is absolutely no mistake."

"Then why didn't this mummy be raised?"

"Either something happened that caused the spring water to not enter the coffin, or..." Donggan frowned and gritted his teeth and said, "It was someone who took the coffin first, or it also went into the bottom of the river and took away another part of the spring water, which led to not much extraction of the mummy, which means that someone took the lead."

Wenhua said in disbelief: "Who else knows besides us?"

Donggan said: "There is no absolute secret in the world. The Yellow River has been flowing for many years. It is not surprising that some people know the surfing of the Styx at the bottom of the river. This is not privately owned by our faction. Maybe some people know this letter, so they rushed over and robbed that part of the surfing with the mummy and left."

I have to say that this person named Donggan speculated that it was almost impossible to match. Some of the spring water was taken away by someone, which led to the mummies in the coffin not sucking enough.

Donggan and Wenhua are from the corpse-raising sect of the Wu tribe in western Hunan. Earlier today, the two of them used the old turtle to carry the coffin to send a coffin to the Taohuayu River section. They were waiting for a vortex to appear in the river after midnight, allowing the old turtle to carry the coffin to enter the bottom of the river, sucking out the water of the Styx to raise the corpse.

This corpse was raised by the uncle and nephew for many years. It was a mummy before, waiting to be nourished by the Styx River tonight, and then it will be successful. However, what I never expected was that the old turtle, who was highly anticipated by the two of them, carried the coffin to get water and raised the corpse, had a mess at the last moment.

There is not enough water, do you think it's annoying?

But what Donggan and Wenhua never expected was that the one who intercepted the lord in the middle was his former acquaintance, Wang Jingzhe, who had met with them.

Two years ago, Xiaocao left the Li family in Longxi to Chang'an. When he was in the suburbs, he happened to meet the culture of the corpse raising school and Donggan gathered a corpse buried in the dark, which led to an entanglement. When the two sides fought, Wang Jingzhe arrived for thousands of miles and started fighting with them.

That time, Xiaocao and Wang Jingzhe harmed each other in a unclear way. The corpse-raising corpse was destroyed, and the two of them immediately flew away.

Unexpectedly, after two years of going around, the enemies met again.

After a while, the mummy suddenly sat up straight in the black coffin, and a smell of sour smell and decay spread.
Chapter completed!