After simple greetings.

Yan Jing learned that He Xian was the person who led the team to block the lawsuit last night.

According to Lu Qing's previous statement, the casualties along this route were the heaviest.

Fortunately, there is a cruise ship as a shelter, otherwise the mere movement caused by the placement of the wounded and corpses would probably attract an investigation from the Third Law Department.

Under the leadership of He Xian, a group of people walked into the bottom of the cruise ship.

The strong smell of medicine mixed with corpse gas hit my face.

Yan Jing's gaze passed over the slightly dim cabin illuminated by kerosene lamps.

There was a straw mat in the middle of the space, and there were about seven corpses lying on it, both men and women. All of them were in ragged clothes, with gray faces, and different injuries on their bodies. Two of the corpses were even more mutilated.

Not surprisingly, he should be the "victim" who was killed during the melee with Judge Sui last night.

There were more than a dozen fallen angel believers beside these corpses. More than half of them smelled of medicine and were surrounded by gloomy energy.

The remaining ones who were intact looked at Yan Jing and others who had just come down the stairs with vigilant eyes.

Compared with Yan Jing's team, the number of people in the team in front of him is undoubtedly slightly larger.

It seemed that the Shinto people had specially assigned a number of people, or had already decided which connection point would receive the most Fallen Angel believers, so that they could deal with the most powerful Judge.

"Don't worry, everyone. These are our companions. They were responsible for ambushing the Reincarnation Division last night. They are here to observe the ceremony."

Seeing that the atmosphere was gradually becoming more solemn, He Xian took the initiative to explain. She still looked like a soft and waxy woman, and the ability that failed Yan Jing seemed to have a pretty good effect on these people.

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the cabin obviously improved.

Yan Jing, who was standing aside, looked back at the dozens of Fallen Angel believers who had followed him and Lu Qing. He noticed that admiration for He Xian also appeared on these people's faces, and he couldn't help but feel a little wary.

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No matter what, the situation has stabilized.

Two groups of people surrounded the seven corpses on the ground, standing clearly separated.

Yan Jing stood with Lu Qing, looked around again, his eyes briefly stopped at the closed entrance of the cabin, and asked in a low voice,

"Where is that Shinto master you mentioned... going to come from?"

I originally thought that the other party was also coming by boat to join us, but now the scene made it clear that they did not intend to take the ordinary route.

Fortunately, it is winter now, and the corpse has not rotted after a night. If it were midsummer, the smell of rotting corpses in this confined space could drive people crazy.

"The Venerable One has never left, he is always by our side."

Lu Qing seemed to have guessed Yan Jing's question a long time ago, and replied in a thoughtful manner.

Yan Jing frowned when he heard this. It was just a lie to those fallen angel believers. It was really puzzling to put it in front of him.

Just as he was about to make a few sarcastic remarks, Yan Jing noticed that He Xian was acting strangely.

As if she had received a message, she suddenly left her position, walked to the front of the corpse display area, bent down, grabbed the copper ring, and directly opened the plank of the bottom cabin.

Yan Jing was stunned by this operation.

You must know that their current location is the bottom of a cruise ship, and there is cold river water below. Opening the wooden board is equivalent to letting the river water pour in. The expert will not dive in, right?…

Is the style too low-key?

Facts have proved that there is nothing wrong with He Xian's head. After the wooden board was lifted, not a trace of river water entered, as if the entire cruise ship was floating on the river.

No matter how fast the river under the hollow is, it still seems to be blocked by a layer of invisible energy.

Didn't wait for a while.

There was a black shadow floating in the river.

All the fallen angel believers, including Yan Jing, stretched their necks in unison, obviously they were also confused at this time.

However, what emerged from the river was not the Shinto masters that everyone imagined, but a golden-red carp with a tumor on its forehead. It looked like it came from somewhere.

He escaped from the fish pond of a wealthy family.

"Welcome to Mr. Daojun!"

At the same time that the carp floated up, He Xian and Lu Qing took two steps forward and bowed.

Before Yan Jing could react, he saw the carp suddenly open its mouth and let out a low hum, and white mist poured out of its mouth, spreading to all parts of the bottom cabin in just a few seconds.

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The originally quiet cabin suddenly became commotion due to this sudden change. However, because He Xian and Lu Qing both stayed where they were, the situation was relatively stable.

At this moment, the carp made a new move, and the central area of ​​the sarcoma on its head suddenly cracked.

A section of green stem poked out from it, rising rapidly.

Everyone was astonished, and some Fallen Angel believers couldn't help but stepped forward, completely ignoring the white mist that reached their ankles, wanting to take a closer look.

The top of the stem began to swell, turning into the shape of a flower. Soon it became slightly pink, and a hazy golden halo emerged around it, even accompanied by surging spiritual energy.

How could such anomalies occur?

Fallen Angel believers are still believers after all.

They are particularly concerned about this kind of auspicious imagery.

Even if He Xian and Lu Qing don't say anything, they will still figure it out on their own, and gain an almost pathological sense of satisfaction in the process.

In the blink of an eye.

The flower bone suddenly bloomed into a lotus flower with a diameter of more than half a meter!

No, to be precise, it is an extremely beautiful lotus platform.

Yan Jing finally understood that the Shintoists wanted to place the ceremony in this dark bottom cabin.

The kerosene lights were all hidden at this moment, replaced by magnificent colorful lights, like a fairyland.

What's more important is that on the lotus platform transformed from the lotus flower, there is actually a baby with red lips and white teeth, and a little cinnabar on the forehead lying on its side, with an expression neither sad nor happy...

He Xian and Lu Qing, who had not made any moves since just now, finally started to take action. They took out several large abnormal devotional incense sticks from nowhere, lit them directly, and enshrined them in front of the lotus platform.

The smoke containing huge faith energy rushed towards the baby on the lotus platform in the longing eyes of all the fallen angel believers, and penetrated into his mouth and nose, making his whole body exude an unusual aura.

After "eating", the baby showed even more miraculous effects, and its immature body began to grow at an extraordinary speed!

Limbs, trunk, head.

Every minute, his form is changing, from a newborn baby to a child of about ten years old.

His grown body shape did not allow him to continue lying on the lotus platform, so he had to straighten up and change to a cross-legged posture. He drew out the magic formula with each hand. Two lotus seeds rose into the air in front of him and turned into a whisk and a glowing brass

Shiny metal ring.

The petals around the lotus platform rose out of thin air, attached to his body, and turned into a yellow and black Taoist robe. His swollen black hair was bound by a Taoist crown and tied into a standard Taoist bun.

"This, this... a miracle..."

Someone exclaimed and couldn't help but kneel on the ground, and the knees of the people next to him suddenly became weak.

Only Yan Jing, who was standing outside, remained silent, with a chill rising from behind.
Chapter completed!