Mysterious World, I Have Special Understanding

The dark waters, the floating algae, and the light on the Qianji Sword all seemed to have turned into a light green color.

A shadow floated from the depths of the waters, carrying a palpitating smell.

Judging from the outline, it should be a fish.

A pretty big fish.

The fish stopped when it was about thirty paces away from Ji Que.

One person and one fish fell into a state of confrontation, at the bottom of this green lake.

Ji Que is holding the Qianji Sword that emits a faint light. From a distance, it looks like he is holding a laser sword.

In the end, Ji Que moved.

He didn't want to wait any longer, he decided whether to fight or leave early, hesitation is a taboo in military strategists, not to mention that it is in the water.

Although the blessing of true essence allows him to stay underwater for ten or eight days without any problem, he still doesn't like it here.

As Ji Que approached step by step, more and more shadows of fish appeared in front of his eyes.

They floated in the water without any movement, as if they were dead, with an unspeakable sense of oppression.

Is this the fish corpse at the bottom of the lake?

No, Ji Que soon discovered that what floated there were not fish carcasses, but fish skins.

Carp skin.

Pieces of carp skins the size of a human being floated there, held by thin translucent threads, like kites.

The scales on the surface of the fish skin emit a cold light, the eyes of the fish are turned outwards, and the whiskers of the fish sway with the current, making it look like a living thing.

But they really only have this kind of skin, as if all the flesh and fish bones inside have disappeared, leaving only this lifelike skin, which looks particularly scary in this dark water.

At the end of the silk thread connected to the fish skin, there are grave bags.

If these fish skins are like kites flying in the air, then these grave bags are like kite-flying people.

There are tombstones standing in front of the tomb.

These tombstones were badly eroded by water, riddled with holes, and some were covered with green moss and algae, which looked like gloomy faces.

From here, it can be seen that the graves have spread all the way to the bottom of the lake, at least dozens of them.

The most important thing is that each grave bag is attached to such a fat carp skin, and the dead fish eyes of each carp skin seem to be staring at you.

They are so densely connected at the bottom of this famous Neihu Lake that it makes one's scalp tingle.

Is this a custom?

Ji Que had never heard of the custom of putting graves at the bottom of the lake and hanging a piece of carp skin on each grave.

Do the members of the Yunxue Sect, especially the higher-ups in the sect, know that there is such a place of underworld at the bottom of the lake?

Ji Que swam over, passing near the graves.

The small water flow he brought up made the nearby carp skins sway slightly, making them look like living things.

Soon, Ji Que stopped in front of one of the graves.

The green moss on this tomb is missing a large piece, and there are some traces on it, which should have been opened by someone before, and then covered again.

Ji Que immediately thought of Fang Sihai, so he dug up the grave with the ruler-like Qianji Sword in his hand a few times.

In the grave is not a coffin, but a jar nearly half the height of a person.

The top of the jar is sealed with a wooden lid, giving people the feeling of a kimchi jar that is several times larger.

Ji Que discovered that the thin thread connecting the carp skin had always been deep into the jar.

The brilliance emitted by the Qianji Sword reflected the appearance of the tank, and one could see something like cinnabar smeared on the edge of the tank mouth, which seemed to indicate that there might be something terrible inside.

Ji Que thought for a moment, raised his sword, and pried the tight cover off immediately.

I saw that there was still water in the tank, but the color was darker, like ink.

The light emitted by the Qianji Sword projected on it, as if it had been swallowed up, it was very dim.

With a grunt, at this moment, a series of bubbles burst out of the cylinder.

Ji Que's arms tensed up all of a sudden.

A face suddenly appeared.

At this moment, Ji Que couldn't help taking a deep breath, almost choking on water.

Because this face is really ugly and scary, its surface is covered with ashen fish scales, and there are ringworm-like attachments between the fish scales.

It is breathing, and its expression and movements are no different from those of fishes with their mouths open.

For a moment, Ji Que couldn't tell whether it was a human or a fish.

There are several potholes on the face of this face, which are just like human eyes under the cold light.

At this time, Ji Que actually thought of the face of the Linghu sculpture that had been eroded to a blur by the years.

The potholes on that face are actually similar to this inhuman thing, very similar to human eyes.

This neither-human nor fish-like thing should be able to see nothing, because its eyes were covered by fish scales, leaving only a few slits.

But it clearly sensed Ji Que's existence, swayed in a strange posture, and started to swim.

Ji Que held the Qianji Sword in his hand, but didn't make a move.

He wanted to see what kind of freak it was, whether it was a male or a female, and whether it was worth interrogating.

At this moment, an ethereal and delicate sound resounded in the waters, as if someone was singing an opera far away, and it also seemed as if someone was whispering maliciously nearby.

Looking at the face in the tank breathing hard, Ji Que suddenly knew where the sound was coming from.

It is not only breathing, but also making this weird sound.

For a moment, Ji Que stood in the water, spit out a series of bubbles, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

That is, he is no longer a human being, but a fish at the bottom of the lake, breathing with his gills open.

Who the hell wants to be a fish?

As a fish, where is my house and the silver hidden in the cellar? All cheaper than others?

Thinking of this, Ji Que suddenly came to his senses, raised the sword in his hand and threw it at the face of that person.

Be a fish, be a fish, trick me into being a fish!

The man's face was smashed to pieces, sank in an instant, and disappeared at the mouth of the tank.

At the same time, the carp skin floating above also swayed, making a sound like howling in pain.

Human and fish skin are one?

With the whining sound of the fish skin, the strange feeling appeared again.

Ji Que couldn't help feeling a sense of panic, as if it would be too late if he didn't turn into a fish, something terrible would happen.

It's just that the whining sound lasted for a while and then disappeared, the carp skin lost its movement, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet, as if the bewitching sound just now was an illusion.

But Ji Que knew it wasn't, because he couldn't help touching his neck.

Just now, when he was immersed in that sound, he even felt that he had gills growing there.

The gloomy and dark bottom of the lake, the floating fish skins, the weird underwater grave, and the things in the grave that look like human beings, fish and fish, constitute a particularly terrifying and strange picture.

Crash, at this moment, there was an undercurrent surging nearby, the algae swayed, and the fish skins hanging above began to sway.

For a moment, in the dark waters at the bottom of the lake, there seemed to be some huge monster swimming nearby.

If he guessed right, Fang Sihai dug up this grave at that time, and learned of the strange scene at the bottom of the lake, that's when the news of "fish corpses at the bottom of the lake" came out.

But what happened later?

There are obviously many details to describe everything at the bottom of the lake, but at that time Fang Sihai only uttered the words "bottom of the lake, fish corpses." Then the person disappeared.

At that time, he should have been recruited.

As for the trick, Ji Que is waiting.

Because what happened to senior Fang Sihai, it is very likely that it will happen to him soon.

Obviously, this is the fastest way to get to the truth.

It's risky and exciting, Ji Que is a little apprehensive about it, but also a little fond of it.

Men are both afraid of death and naturally like excitement, otherwise there would not be so many old kings who would take risks.

Unfortunately, the waters quickly returned to calm.

The undercurrent disappeared, as if the giant swimming in the waters had disappeared.

The bad things imagined did not happen.

Ji Que waited for a while to confirm that he did not take this free ride.

Damn it, you can't afford it!

You dare to rectify the seniors of the world, why do you let me go?

underestimate me?

Ji Que cursed in the water, the sound only traveled a short distance before turning into a series of tumbling bubbles.

After tidying up the place and wandering around for a while, Ji Que didn't find anything more, so he decided to leave.

After all, his understanding of these things is still too little, it would be great if someone could discuss it.

Involuntarily, the female peak Ning Hongyu appeared in his mind.

Is this lady here?

How can I shake people if I haven't connected with Lao Tzu for so long?

After that, Ji Que swayed and went upstream.

The deep and deep lake seems to be endless, and I don't know how many secrets it still hides.

Especially those collapsed buildings always give people a feeling of the underworld.

This lake is too dark.

With a splash, it was almost midnight when Ji Que emerged from the water.

When people are underwater, their perception of time is not accurate.

Looking at the dim moonlight, Ji Que felt like returning from the underworld to the human world.

As usual, he walked carefully, and even the water stains on his body had to be mixed with the nearby grass dew to avoid exposure.

After wandering outside like a lonely ghost for several times, Ji Que returned to his residence until his clothes were almost dried by the wind.

As usual, he skillfully destroyed the clothes, and Lin Xiangzhi was in charge of guarding outside.

Lin Xiangzhi in the cold wind was conflicted for a while, thinking that Ji Que was being too careful, but she couldn't help but cooperate with him, and felt that what he said and did was very convincing.

After finishing all the work, Ji Que let out a long breath, poured himself a cup of cold tea, and rested for a while.

Working as a porter during the day and a spy at night, the intensity of this work is really unmatched by Fubao 996.

However, Ji Que is still very energetic, not only because he has become a practitioner and his physical fitness is far superior to that of his previous life, but also because doing these jobs really makes money.

At least it is much better than those capitalists in the previous life who taught you dedication and growth.

There is a saying, what is it called, the salary is in place, and the four emperors are useless.

Ji Que's awareness of taking money to do things is very high.

He began to analyze and summarize the clues for tonight.

The "bottom of the lake, fish corpses" in the intelligence of senior Fang Sihai, most likely it is where he went tonight.

He did a similar operation to the other party tonight, digging up the grave and opening the jar.

After that, Senior Fang Sihai should have been tricked, so that there should have been a lot of detailed information, but it only became a hasty four words-"The bottom of the lake, fish corpses.".

As for the trick, Ji Que guessed that it should be related to the bewitching voice.

Senior Fang Sihai most likely turned into a fish, or rather, he thought he had turned into a fish.

Because Ji Que knew very well that if he hadn't become a little bit firmer at that time, he might have been immersed in becoming a fish and couldn't extricate himself.

Obviously, at that time, Senior Fang Sihai retained a very shallow sense of reason, so he was able to send out the four-character information.

and after?

How did he get to the ancient well in the ancestral land, and carved such a passage.

Some more beads of truth have been harvested, but the thread connecting them is still not grasped.

What does the grave at the bottom of the lake and the weird carp skin have to do with that "Him"?

If that He came out as expected by Senior Fang Sihai, would he be able to resist with just a little bit of martial arts skills?

If you can't resist, you can only run away with a bucket.

After analyzing all this, Ji Que finally got tired and gradually fell asleep.

An hour later, there was a sound of cock crowing, and the sky was already pale.

Going to be a concierge again.

Ji Que ate some breakfast casually, washed up, and rubbed his sleepy eyes to the Dan room.

Seeing that he was a little tired, old man Luo couldn't help but said in surprise, "You didn't know how to do it last night."

Ji Que immediately knew that the other party had misunderstood, and quickly shook his head and said, "Simple didn't sleep well."

"One didn't sleep well, there are still two." Old Man Luo said with concern.

"Of course I'm alone." Ji Que quickly explained.

You can't tell him that there is still a cat that stays up with him all night.

After that, old man Luo nagged for a while before leaving.

Until then, Ji Que had the opportunity to lie down on the special bamboo chair of the concierge.

Lying down, he still felt almost smelly, so he threw it aside, spread out the recliner that Tang Yi brought with him, and lay down on it.

Well, that feels right.

Ji Que, who was lying on the recliner, quickly entered into a bonded state and fell into a sweet dreamland.

He dreamed of Tang Yi for a while, dreamed of grabbing barbecue with him to eat, and dreamed of Ning Hongyu, Ning Hongyu opened his often closed right eye, and the fierceness was already towering.

After that, he was woken up by a violent coughing sound.

The first time Ji Que woke up, he saw a towering mountain blocking his sight.

It was a fierce young woman in a red dress, looking at him coldly.

Next to him was Steward Sun who "interviewed" him before, a girl in a green skirt who looked like a female servant in red.

And the coughing sound that woke him up just now was precisely caused by Sun Guan.

The woman in the red skirt looked at him and said coldly: "Who stipulates that the concierge can sleep in broad daylight?"

Ji Que looked at the other person's towering chest and that indifferent expression, and suddenly a figure appeared in his mind.

Ning Hongyu, you finally appeared.