Chapter 322 Yang Ming's Domain

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat slowly rowing over. ♦♦  ♦♦

"This is the ferryman. We will leave here on his boat in a while." Fang Xiu explained.

No one asked him why he knew, and no one questioned his words.

"Oh, it turns out to be the boatman. He is quite considerate and knows how to pick people up."

With Fang Xiu's words, everyone was no longer nervous, even though the cold and strange atmosphere became stronger as the ferryman approached.

"There is one more thing to do before getting on the boat, Yang Ming." Fang Xiu suddenly said.

Yang Ming, who was named, was stunned: "What are you doing, Brother Xiu?"

Fang Xiu pointed to the deep and terrifying lake: "Jump down."

Yang Ming was instantly shocked: "Jump... Jump down!? Brother Xiu, are you kidding?"

"I never joke."

"Brother, my dear brother, if I offend you in any way, I... Ouch!"

Before Yang Ming finished speaking, he was kicked down by Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu didn't know how long the ferryman would wait here, so he couldn't waste any time. If the ferryman left, he would have to start again.

Yang Ming, who fell into the lake, felt a piercing coldness in an instant, and then his spirituality was suppressed, as if he had become an ordinary person.

"Help!" Yang Ming screamed, but no one saved him.

Although everyone didn't know why Fang Xiu did this, since he did it, there must be a reason for him.

It is undoubtedly a stupid thing to question the prophet.

"Your chance is in the lake, seize it well." Fang Xiu's calm voice sounded.

But Yang Ming seemed not to listen, and frantically searched his body, and finally took out a pack of wet cigarettes.

"Hold it for me quickly, don't lose it!"

As he said, he threw the cigarettes to the shore.

Then, a terrifying scene appeared.

In the dark and calm lake, pale corpses appeared one after another, and those corpses became more and more, connected into pieces, densely packed.

"Fuck!" Yang Ming's intensive phobia was triggered by this scene. His scalp instantly went numb, and he subconsciously swam to the shore.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Fang Xiu directly picked up the cigarette box and threw it to the place where the most corpses were.

"No!!"

Yang Ming screamed in pain, and finally turned back resolutely and swam towards the corpses.

Soon, Yang Ming sank to the bottom, and gurgling bubbles kept coming out of the water.

Everyone looked worried. Although they knew that Fang Xiu would definitely not harm Yang Ming, the strange smell coming from the lake and the terrifying scene in front of them still made people worry.

"Brother Xiu, he will be fine, right?" Li Xiaoru said worriedly.

"Not only will he be fine, but he will also break through the fourth level."

"What!?"

Everyone was shocked.

Li Xiaoru was especially eager to try: "Brother Xiu, how about I go down and swim too?"

Fang Xiu gave him a cold look: "He will break through the fourth level if he goes down, but you will only have your five limbs torn off and then dismembered."

Li Xiaoru felt a pain in his balls instantly, his face was cold, and he quickly stepped back several steps, hiding far away from the lake.

A moment later, a strong spiritual fluctuation came from the corpse lake.

Boom!

The calm lake surface suddenly exploded, and a figure emitting golden light flew out of it, and finally landed steadily on the shore.

It was Yang Ming.

And the powerful aura coming from him was surprisingly the fourth level!

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu's eyes moved slightly.

He felt as if there was fate in the dark.

Yang Ming fits the corpse lake very well, as if his trick was prepared for the corpse lake. The corpse beads deal with the corpses in the corpse lake, and the corpse water jar deals with the lake water. If it is a coincidence, it is too coincidental.

Perhaps, this is actually the trial ground prepared by destiny for Yang Ming?

With destiny's ability, Yang Ming will rise sooner or later and enter the sight of the headquarters. At that time, he will naturally come to the headquarters for training. On the way to the headquarters, he took the high-speed rail, encountered the strange train, and came to the burial ground?

Now think about it, the reason why I was able to encounter the strange train at the beginning is most likely because of Yang Ming.

Maybe, when the group was wiped out in the cemetery of the fourth station, Yang Ming, who was buried in the grave soil, was not dead at all. If it weren't for his death and replay, Yang Ming might have entered the burial ground long ago.

The power of destiny is indeed magical. No wonder Zhou Qingfeng, the destiny of the last era, can end the weirdness of an era.

The situation where others must die is the opportunity of destiny. This unreasonable speed of becoming stronger, who can you reason with?

"Yang Ming, have you really broken through the fourth level?" Li Xiaoru said in shock.

Everyone was also very shocked, and their eyes kept wandering between Fang Xiu and Yang Ming.

Thinking back to the past, several captains also experienced life and death before breaking through the fourth level, but Yang Ming was so good that he jumped into the lake and took a bath and broke through?

They did not envy Yang Ming, but regretted why they did not know Fang Xiu earlier.

However, Yang Ming, who broke through the fourth level, did not seem very happy. The golden light on his body slowly dissipated, and the whole person looked at the wet cigarette box in his hand as if he had lost his soul.

"This is the last pack!"

"You kid, it's better to dry the cigarettes after they are wet. Come on, tell me, what field have you awakened?" Li Xiaoru asked curiously.

"Dry? My cigarettes have been soaked in corpse water. Who dares to smoke them after they are dried?" Yang Ming said unhappily, but he did not dare to get angry with Fang Xiu, so he could only secretly look at Fang Xiu like a woman in the boudoir, resentful.

"What's wrong with you drinking water from corpse water jars and smoking cigarettes soaked in corpse water every day? Come on, stop keeping us in suspense, what exactly is the domain?" Li Xiaoru was as curious as a kitten scratching his heart.

He has always been impatient, and even reading a few books can't change that.

Yang Ming helplessly spread his hands and sighed: "Hey, I don't have a domain."

"No? How is that possible? Others at the fourth level have domains, but you don't? You're probably a fake fourth level." Li Xiaoru didn't believe it at all.

"Really, I really don't have a domain, because my fourth level ability is..."

At this point, Yang Ming changed his previous decadence, put his hands on his waist, and said with a proud face: "Attributing the power of the domain to yourself! I am the domain!"

"Let's go, it's time to get on the boat." Fang Xiu's calm voice sounded, and then he took everyone on the boat.

Only Yang Ming was left standing with his hands on his waist.

"Hey, hey, hey, aren't you curious about what I mean?"

Xiao Chuxia: "Not curious."

Xiong Tianguang: "Not interested."

Luo Qingxin didn't say anything and walked straight past Yang Ming.

Li Xiaoru: "I hate riddlers the most in my life. I asked you twice, but you didn't say a good fart. I won't listen anymore."

"Hey, why are you like this? Wait for me."

Finally, after paying 6,000 ghost money, everyone successfully boarded the ship.

(later)