Red Moon Recovery: A Cloudy Day at the Start

"At the end, see Dijun."

The figure of the ghost general shuttled through the space and came to the Nether Hall.

Kneel on one knee, clasp fists and worship Zuo Chen.

"Flat body."

"Thank you, Lord."

The ghost will get up.

But in the next moment, its eyes were a little tightened, with a little disbelief.

Looking at a figure in a red dress beside him.

"Cui... sentenced?"

"Oh?"

Cui Yu turned his head slightly puzzled to look at the ghost general who appeared.

"you know me?"

"Cui Pan, I am North."

"Guymenguan guard? North? How did you become like this?"

Cui Yu looked a little surprised at the appearance of the ghost general.

North nodded.

"Oh? You still knew each other in the past?"

Zuo Chen knew it for the first time, and they even knew each other.

Cui Pan returned to his senses and hurriedly saluted:

"Early King Atonement, Brother Beifang and I became ghosts and gods at the same time in the same period. I used to go to Guimenguan as a guest... It's just..."

Beifang also shook his head and smiled bitterly and then explained:

"The Guimen Gate of Mojiangjiu Town has not been sealed by the first generation of Dijun. Because time has passed too long, so...the appearance of the world of Mojiangjiu...has already disappeared...only this looks like this. .."

Only then did Zuo Chen suddenly.

At the beginning, he was still wondering why the Yin Soldier of this Guimenguan Gate was completely different from the Yin Soldier he had summoned.

I thought they were just like this.

Unexpectedly, it was because of the erosion of time.

"That's it, it's easy to handle."

Zuo Chen smiled.

It is not difficult for him to restore his appearance like this.

"Amnesty: Time."

Huh--

There is blue light rushing out around the north of the ghost.

Submerge directly into his body.

"Amnesty: Retreat!"

In a few inches around the north.

Time and space seem to have lost its function.

Even the space is shaking.

Just a few breaths.

Under the robes of the ghost generals,

A white-faced general appeared in front of the two of them.

Beibei's deep arm was surprised, looking at his regained hands.

Suddenly it was a little trance.

Long lived in the Yin Cao Jifu.

Time almost made him forget what he looked like in the world.

"Brother Northern."

At this time, Cui Yu called him with a smile.

Obviously, the north at this time, the appearance he had seen back then.

"Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!"

The north fell to his knees again.

Buckle the head at Zuo Chen.

Zuo Chen smiled and nodded:

"Get up, it's just a small effort, the northern general is welcome."

"Let you come this time is for you to bring the two layers of **** back to the ghost gate and connect with the other two layers."

Tap the extraction in Zuo Chen's mind.

immediately.

Two inverted triangle crystals appeared in his hands, just like the two hells before.

Each triangle has a groove, which can be connected up and down.

Eighteen layers of **** are eighteen inter-connected spaces.

"The final commander."

The North reached out and respectfully accepted the **** in Zuo Chen's hand.

Another salute.

He smiled when he turned and left:

"Brother Cui waits until I finish what Dijun explained, and then come to find you for a drink."

"You guys."

Zuo Chen shook his head and laughed.

"There is nothing wrong here, Cui Yu, you can go with him."

"You two haven't seen each other for a long time, so let's talk about the past."

For his subordinates, he never felt that he was really a superior king.

This is not what he wants, nor is it what he wants to become.

In Zuo Chen's view,

As long as he doesn't touch the bottom line, it is just a small matter for him.

...

Above the Lanjiang.

The number of passing ships shrouded in heavy fog is no fewer than five fingers.

Everyone finds it inexplicable.

Some boats even stalled directly in the fog.

There was no wave of the river.

The wind has begun to blow.

The turbulent river water slapped both sides.

The same is also flapping these merchant ships.

In Li Jun's cabin, a red warning light has been raised.

The signal for rescue was also hung up.

Dozens of workers were braving the downpour, rushing to repair the deck damaged by something hit.

The young boss also put on his raincoat and walked out of the cabin.

Directed on the side.

On the entire merchant ship,

Are busy.

Only the old man was still standing by the fence.

The face was dull.

"The boss... Lao Li is... what's wrong?"

A worker standing at the nearest position to the young man is also looking at the old man who is always in the forefront of everything in a puzzled manner.

This old man never obeyed his old age, and he would never stand there stupidly after a misfortune happened like this is today.

The young man frowned.

Walk towards the old man.

"Uncle Li, what do you think of the scenery?"

The young man greeted the old man with a smile.

He also respected Li Jun in his heart.

He was almost born and grew up under the eyes of this old man.

Decades have passed,

He has already regarded each other as family members.

The weird thing is.

He always smiled and said he was the old man of Guazi, but he was still silent.

His eyes looked straight at the bottom of the river.

It seemed that some scourge was about to appear.

"Uncle Li, have you caught a cold? It's cold outside. Get in the cabin and rest. Today, we can't leave."

The young man has come before the old man.

Raindrops hit their raincoats, and the rainwater gathered into a stream and dripped.

He stretched out his hand and shook it before the old man's eyes.

Only then did the old man wake up from a dream.

The whole person seems to have changed

Eyes are tightening.

The muscles of the body are also tightening.

He grabbed the young man's hand tightly.

"My boss...can't! I'm leaving now!"

His body was shaking violently because of excessive force.

Even his arm trembled.

There are bloodshot eyes in his pupils, indicating that his eyes have not blinked for a long time.

"Um?"

The young man was taken aback, obviously he did not expect the old man's reaction to be so great.

A random chuckle appeared on his face.

He patted the old man's hand, pretending to be humorous:

"Uncle Li, you don't care about our boat either. Now you always want to go, we can't go."

"No...no...this means...no...go..."

The old man's thoughts are chaotic, and his speech is chaotic, and his whole person has always been as if he has lost his soul.

The listener was confused.

"Uncle Li...what's wrong with you?"

The young people's keen intuition also noticed something wrong.

"My boss... run away... we must run away..."

The old man continued to stammer, talking quickly.

"Escape? Why are we fleeing? Where are we going?"

"My boss... listen to me... you must listen to me..."

"Jiangshen... Jiangshen is angry... this fog... this fog is... a sign of Jiangshen's anger!"

"Heavy fog rises on the river, meteors fall over the river...The **** of the river covers the sea for eight hundred miles..."

"This is the ancestral motto of our sailing ship... the owner... run away!"

"Run away!!!"

The old man's voice changed from a low whisper to a big drink.

In the end even shouted with a roar.

Even the workers in the distance heard his voice.

"Escape?? What's Lao Li doing today? Didn't drink too much? What nonsense was he talking about there?"

Some people are wondering.

"Puff, hahahaha, Jiangshen covered the water for eight hundred miles???? I think, the old head of Li has a fever."

Someone is laughing.

"Hey, Sun Tou, you may have been on the boat for a long time. Tell us what it means for the **** of the river to cover the water for eight hundred miles."

Others were working while shouting to a worker who looked like he was in his sixties.

The one called Sun Tou is counted as the oldest worker except Li Jun.

He smiled and wiped the mixture of rain and sweat on his face, with some memories in his eyes.

"These are all taboos left by the older generation before the red moon. You younger generations usually know to gather together to brag, and even the things that we avoid when we go on a boat have almost forgotten."

"Let’s talk to you today,"

His voice was full of anger.

Did not become hoarse with age.

Everyone around the workers has the right to listen to it as a short story.

"The heavy fog on the river, as the name suggests, is the center of the river and the lake, suddenly rising up to cover the sky."

"This fog is different from the kind of fog that we usually form due to temperature differences."

"It is rumored that this fog... is called the yin mist. It is the magical power of the yin wind carried by the sneaky body, and it is extremely cold."

"Nuo, it's almost the same as the fog here today. The fog and the heavy rain are really desolate."

The worker surnamed Sun shook his head, the voice continued.

"As for the meteor falling in the river, it can be called the vision of the world before the catastrophe. We all know that whether it is an earthquake or a disaster, as long as it is a disaster with a wide range of damage, it will have an omen on the eve of its occurrence. of."

"It's like the big earthquake before the red moon. Some people saw fishes floating before the earthquake, rats and snakes migrating, and there were clouds covering the sky."

"It's far away. It's said that more than a hundred years ago, I also heard the old man say that when the Insect Kingdom invaded, there was a big wave on the Yangtze River, which caused more than 50 million people in the disaster."

"At that time, it was rumored that there was a meteor shower falling in the sky before the natural disaster, and it became the word of our people who walked the river."

"Meteor falls in the river!"

"But... I'm like you, but I don't really believe it. After all, this thing is too mysterious. What age are we all from? What's the right thing to believe?"

Workers surnamed Sun are still busy and chattering.

The workers on the side were laughing and listening to him talking about these things.

Think of it as a pleasure to steal.

suddenly.

The worker bent over and lifted up like a wooden board.

The planks have long been drenched in heavy rain.

Raindrops formed a small puddle on the potholes of the planks.

The reflection in the puddle was shining brightly.

Dragging a long tail through the puddle.

Immediately afterwards.

one by one.

The worker surnamed Sun was shocked.

Even the board in his hand fell to the ground.

He raised his head.

The rain flowed down his forehead and neck into the depths of his clothes without even noticing it.

Um?

The workers on the side were also busy,

It seemed that there was no sound.

They all got up and looked at the position of the worker surnamed Sun.

See him like this.

Can't help but stay for a while.

They work by subconsciously hiding their bodies underneath, avoiding less rain.

Can..

he...

There is something in the sky!

Everyone reacted.

One by one looked up at the sky.

The thick fog has obscured the sky.

The fog is on again.

One by one, shining like fireflies, through the fog, through the heavy rain, vaguely cut through the sky.

It looks like a vast firework.

Meteor...falling in the river!

Heavy fog on the river...

All the workers swallowed.

Vaguely reverberating in his ears.

Jiang Shen covers the sea for eight hundred miles...

hold head high--

A long cry like a dragon.

The roarers from the bottom of the river who do not know the depth of the water,

Tearing the night sky.

Huge waves,

Smash the boat!

[Author's digression]: It is a big fan of Xianyang Meimei, and it has been greatly supported. I heard that there will be a meteor shower in the early hours of this morning.

Tomorrow is the Chinese Valentine's Day. I want to write a sweeter ghost story. If you have a theme, please contact me~