C2654 Ghost Shipman
Sensing that Huo Qing was getting more and more distant and indifferent, Jiang Ting didn't need to think to know the reason. It must have been when Hong Lian joined forces with him to fight the enemy. Hong Lian had absorbed the essence, energy, and essence of the dead bodies on the ground.
Was Huo Qing wrong?
Strictly speaking, Huo Qing was right. He was born to be an arrogant and straightforward person. He had killed ghosts and ghosts for a long time. Hong Lian was a ghost who was absorbing essence, energy, and spirit in front of his eyes. She was generous enough that she didn't kill Hong Lian on the spot. She was giving face to Jiang Ting, who was full of pride.
She was a good man, a good man with a bottom line. Even Jiang Ting had to admit that he was standing on the side of the Human Clan in the Ghost World. No matter how he looked at it, Huo Qing was right.
However, Jiang Ting had already separated himself from good and evil. To Jiang Ting, Huo Qing was a good person, a bodyguard whom he had initially decided on as his bodyguard. Now, he was a stumbling block.
Huo Qing's strength was not low. Unfortunately, Because they were at the bottom of it, the two were no longer together.
Jiang Ting even suspected that if they met Wang Fan and Yin Sha's group in the following journey, Huo Qing might directly leave the group and choose to go with Wang Fan and the others.
En, even without any evidence, they didn't see any contact between Wang Fan and Yin Sha. But Jiang Ting was sure. Wang Fan had already met up with Yin Sha and the Great Zhou royal family, and had probably even set off for the imperial capital.
His only reason was that Wang Fan's destiny. ... The Mandate of Heaven was usually so unreasonable.
If Huo Qing and Wang Fan were to travel together, coupled with his attitude towards Yin Sha and the Great Zhou Imperial Family, he knew that Huo Qing would definitely become his enemy.
Adding in Wang Fan's, it was very likely that he would condense that completely unreasonable Haoran Qi. ... Once Huo Qing was instigated to rebel, Hong Lian would probably not be able to protect him.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ting quietly looked at Huo Qing and sighed. "Sigh. Since you can't see through it, I'm sorry."
It had nothing to do with right or wrong. It's just a standpoint.
Outside the chariot.
Huo Qing didn't know what Jiang Ting was thinking. He jumped off the chariot. "Old man."
The old man who was stopped by Huo Qing looked at Huo Qing. "Young man, what's wrong?"
"Excuse me, how do we get to the dock of Qin Yu Town?"
"The dock..."
The old man thought for a long time before he raised his walking stick and showed the way. "Keep going forward and turn left at the third intersection. Then you can reach the dock if you keep going forward."
"Thank you, old man." Huo Qing cupped his fists and thanked him. He returned to the chariot and drove his horse along the road that the old man had pointed out.
Some of the people who passed by looked at the chariot.
"What are they doing at the dock?"
"They're probably going for Qinghe, right? ... Do they want to die? They actually want to surpass Qing He."
"That's right. Who doesn't know that Qing He is haunted now..."
What nonsense are you spouting day after day without saying anything! "
Amidst the sounds of discussion, the chariot sped up.
...
In less than seven minutes, the chariot arrived at the dock of Qin Yu Town.
Countless ships were docked by the dock. There were huge ships that were dozens of feet tall, and there were also ships that were one or two feet long.
Huo Qing jumped off the edge of the car. "Are there any ships crossing the river now?"
The people in the dock immediately looked at Huo Qing. Some were surprised, some were mocking, and some were strange...
Huo Qing, who had not received an answer for a long time, shouted again, "Is no one out of Qinghe?"
"Brother, don't you know that Qing He is haunted?" A burly man dared to speak up.
The corner of Huo Qing's mouth rose, "My blade specializes in hacking ghosts."
"Where did this idiot come from?"
"Isn't that so? Based on his appearance, he doesn't seem to know how to exorcise ghosts. He even wants to kill ghosts."
"Ignore him. I heard that the mayor has already sent someone to invite an expert."
Amidst the waves of discussion, Everyone practically ignored Huo Qing and began to get busy again.
Huo Qing frowned. Then, he approached the burly man who had started the conversation and asked, "When did that ghost-like person appear?"
The burly man glanced at Huo Qing before speaking. "In the morning... Hmm, that ghost comes to the dock every morning at dawn. You need to be able to get rid of the ghost. It's fine if you're here in the morning..." But brother, it's a good day, why do you insist on seeking death? "
Huo Qing ignored him and returned to the carriage. "Scholar, shall we find an inn to rest for the night?"
Jiang Ting thought for a while and shook his head. "No, it's only been one night. Let's just wait here. If we delay it, it won't be good for the ghost to escape."
The chariot was larger. It could rest for a night in the chariot from time to time.
As for that ghost, it might be a powerful ghost that could appear in the day. Jiang Ting was not worried. Under the influence of the natural energy, all kinds of ghosts and demons would be thrown to death by the white tower.
Huo Qing did not object. He sat on the edge of the chariot and closed his eyes to take a nap. "Okay."
Jiang Ting watched for a while and turned his head. "I have nothing to do at the moment. Let's go to the town for a stroll."
"Can I?" Hong Lian looked a little excited.
"Why not?" Jiang Ting smiled gently.
After that, Jiang Ting left the chariot with Hong Lian and headed toward the inner part of the town.
Huo Qing, who was pretending to be asleep, slowly looked at the two of them... Bah! Looking at the back of a man and a ghost, his eyes narrowed slightly.
After a long time, he whispered, "Scholar, you've already been bewitched by ghosts... Coincidentally, there are ghosts here. When the ghosts appear in the morning tomorrow, I'll knock you unconscious and send that miniature ghost of a mind away. Her death will also be pushed to the head of the ghosts here."
After saying that, Huo Qing closed his eyes again. "In just a few days, the ghosts have consumed the vitality of more than seventy people... How can such an evil ghost survive..."
...
When Huo Qing decided to kill Hong Lian in the morning tomorrow, Jiang Ting was shopping with Hong Lian in the town.
From time to time, they would buy some small things. The relationship between the man and the ghost became closer.
Under Jiang Ting's intention, Hong Lian became more and more reliant on Jiang Tingze. She felt more relaxed and happy.
There was no need to mention it in detail.
...
The next day, in the early hours of the morning.
At the dock... At the moment, there was only a three-horse carriage parked quietly by the dock. Apart from Jiang Ting and Huo Qing, there was also a three-horse carriage. There was no one at the pier.
At this moment, Jiang Ting was still sleeping. Huo Qing was sitting on the edge of the chariot, resting. His saber was still in his arms.1
"He Zuo... He Xi... He went through the evil waves. ... Dangerous Beach. " The boatmen are all courageous... Crossing the whirlpool... " A melodious and aged voice rang out.
Jiang Ting and Huo Qing, who were still sleeping, instantly woke up.
Looking at the voice of the voice, they just happened to see a small boat coming over from the river in the distance. On the boat's bow, there was a person in a straw cape whose appearance could not be seen clearly. He was paddling the water with a large bamboo pole.
There was no need to talk, no need to talk... Jiang Ting and Huo Qing both knew that the ghost had come!
After all, this Qing He was haunted. Who would row the boat on the river in the morning? That boat and the person in the straw cape must be ghosts!
Not long after, Huo Qing said softly, "Ghosts, they're here."
Under the gazes of the two, the boat very quickly approached the dock... The moment it arrived at the dock, a ray of light appeared in the horizon.
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