"God statue?"

Han Fei squatted beside the bed and observed it for a while. The facial features of the deity were similar to those of humans, but fish scales were carved all over the body, and there were ripples spreading patterns on the back.

"Is this what the old lady said about the lake **** statue? But didn't the **** statue sink into the lake with the orphan?" The lifeguard was a little curious. He was about to approach, but was stopped by Han Fei.

"Don't move." Han Fei removed one leg of the wooden chair and tapped the statue lightly with a wooden stick.

The turbid sewage flowed out of the one-foot-tall statue, and a black bug with eight thin legs crawled out of its open mouth.

It looks like a water spider, but it is much larger than a water spider, and its stomach is engraved with lines like a human face, as if a drowning person is shouting.

"To live."

The blade flashed, Han Fei directly cut the black bug in half, its eight thin legs bounced a few times, and its body turned into stinky black water.

"The heavier the enemy, the easier it is to be beheaded by the knife in my hand. Don't look at this poisonous insect, but there are more than one or two people who died in its hands."

Han Fei's criteria for identifying whether something is dangerous is very simple. First, cut a knife and determine whether the other party is a threat based on the damage caused.

The lifeguard took a few steps back in fright. If Han Fei hadn't stopped him just now, the black bug would probably have gotten into his sleeve.

The cat meowing sounded, and the ugly cat jumped out of Han Fei's backpack and squatted beside the statue. Its cat claws pressed against the statue's feet. The nine black patterns on its body seemed to be connected to the statue. The water flowed out of the statue and was absorbed by the black ghost pattern on its body.

After more than ten seconds, the black "water spiders" fell out of the mouth and nose of the statue. Their bodies shrank, their eight thin legs curled up, and the patterns on their abdomens disappeared, as if they had been sucked dry.

Seeing the corpses of those "water spiders", the lifeguards and Yan Le felt their scalps go numb. There were so many poisonous insects hidden in the body of this one-foot-tall statue. Fortunately, they didn't get close.

"The Great Evil and the Nine Lives are hidden in my ghost lines. Now the Nine Lives appear in the shape of a cat. It seems that the Great Evil is still trapped in the ghost lines and can't get out. But when it absorbs enough power, it should be able to break free. "Han Fei can already feel the strong call in the black lines.

Putting the ugly cat back into the backpack, Han Fei picked up the statue and looked at the statue, which was only one foot tall, but it was actually very heavy.

"Han Fei, we'd better not move the things here, and be careful to sink ourselves in." The lifeguard kindly reminded: "When I was doing search and rescue before, I heard a lot of things that happened near the water. If you want to live longer, don't have a finger in the pie."

"We don't mind our own business, and we will find it by ourselves." Han Fei glanced at the half-opened window. Outside the window was the big lake. There was still a small piece of **** fish scale on the window frame: "The boat rental center is in charge. Has the man turned into a water ghost? Or is he himself a water ghost pretending to be?"

After rummaging through the boxes, Han Fei found a ledger in the dark compartment behind the desk.

The first half records evidence of resort owners cutting corners and falsifying accounts, and the second half contains some strange words.

"November 1st, the greedy and timid Mr. Jia seems to have become different. Before, he never cared about the feelings of the nearby residents, but today he took the initiative to find me and wanted to join everyone to worship the lake god. It's really the sun. Out west."

"November 2, it seems that I have a deep prejudice against the people in the city. Although President Jia is usually stingy, the critical moment is still very good. This year's worship of the Lake God is much larger than before. Bless you, it must be a good year."

"On November 10, Mr. Jia made such a lavish move. I have to wait a few more days. If he is willing to pay me more money, it is not impossible to destroy these accounts."

"November 14th, no, no, no! It seems that something went wrong! He is not offering sacrifices to the **** of the lake, he built the body of his child into the statue! What does that lunatic want to do!"

"November 15th, who is Mr. Jia? Why does his wife say that he is already dead? Why do I have the same dream every night recently, dreaming that Mr. Jia has become a big fish and will bite me into the water."

"November 16, how come my dream at night seems to come true? What is the thing on the arm that looks like a fish scale?!"

"November 18, tomorrow will be the day of offering sacrifices to the **** of the lake. Why does everyone feel like crazy! Didn't they find anything unusual in the town?"

"November 19, it's over! It's over! A boatload of people died in the lake, and the lake **** statue left by our ancestors also sank. The local officials are responsible for pardoning sins, and the water officials are responsible for exorcising disasters. This is a disaster. It must spread! The catastrophe is imminent!"

"The only way now is to find another orphan to send the idol soaked in the well of the old house to the island in the heart of the lake, and finish the ceremony again, but where can I find an orphan who is willing to go? I've tried it all over, but I didn't dare to pass it at night. Hey, because of greed, I'm sorry for my ancestors!"

"On November 22, Mr. Jia's body was found. The police said that he wanted to revive his own child, so he wanted to bring the whole village to bury him. He was still poisoning the funeral ceremony. I have nightmares in the sky, and it's all because of hallucinogens."

"November 25th, why? Why? It's been over for so many days, why am I still having that dream! There are more and more fish scales on my body, and the scene in my dream has become a reality!"

"Can't sleep! Never fall asleep! Otherwise, you will be sunk in the lake when you wake up!"

"December 1st, I saw it! They are all at the bottom of the lake. There is no Dragon Palace of the Lake God at the bottom of the lake, only everyone's graves!"

"On December 2, I'm going to pull out all these scales! It hurts! Who will save me, save us!"

"On December 4th, the statue must be sent up! It's on the island in the middle of the lake!"

There are still some words behind the ledger, but those words are no longer words, but symbols that no one can understand. The writer seems to have forgotten how to write at this time.

"It seems that the way to break the game is to land on the island at midnight and hold the ceremony of worshiping the lake **** again." Han Fei stuffed the ledger into his backpack, and he let the lifeguard hold the **** statue. A figure.

"Let's go and see the next place."

As soon as the three walked out of the boat rental center, they heard the sound of a taxi starting, and the vehicle crashed into something at a high speed.

"Is Li Guo'er in danger?"

Han Fei immediately ran towards the place where the sound came from. The black taxi was parked next to the hot spring hotel. The front of the hearse was partially sunken, and it was stained with some fallen fish scales.

"Are you alright?" Looking inside the car, Han Fei found that his worries were completely unnecessary. Li Guoer discovered the monster. Not only did she not choose to run away, she also drove after the other party and knocked it flying.

"After you left just now, I always felt that there was something outside the car. It seemed like it was raining on the window, and water droplets kept sliding down."

"Have you seen what that monster looks like?"

"Looks like a human." Li Guo'er said very calmly: "He seems to have just emerged from the water, his clothes are all wet, he has been trying to find a way to get into the car, and he will imitate your voice."

If someone else came here, I would have been scared and stupid, that is, Li Guoer could be calm. After being targeted by monsters, the first thing he thought about was to kill the other party.

"Where did the body fly?"

"In the hotel yard in front."

Taking out the death knife, Han Fei walked directly to the hot spring hotel, he pushed open the iron door full of rust, and soothing music sounded in his ears.

Someone on the third floor of the hotel was playing an ancient song. The unknown song seemed to have a hypnotic effect.

Looking around, the yard is full of all kinds of flowers and plants, and I don't know what special fertilizer the owner of the house uses, and all the plants grow lush.

Walking forward, the soothing ancient song suddenly changed, mixed with the sound of cutting fish scales and sawing pieces of meat, it seems that the noise was accidentally recorded during the recording.

The monster that was knocked into the hotel disappeared. When Han Fei came in, he only saw the water on the pond in the small courtyard washing away, as if a big fish had just jumped out of the water.

"Is this pond connected to that big lake? It feels so deep that I can't see the end at a glance."

The lifeguard was a little scared. He is a very good water man, but here, he didn't even dare to approach the water's edge.

"Don't be separated anymore, let's go upstairs and have a look together." Han Fei led the crowd through the yard and into the hotel.

The lanterns hanging high above the door give off a dim light. This hotel is in an antique style, but I don't know why it is built like the ancient Yizhuang.

"Is anyone here?"

The candles on the counter were not extinguished, the old almanac was hung on the wall, and a small shrine was specially built at the corner of the promenade, but there were no statues in it.

"Today on the almanac has been specially circled. According to the normal time, today should be the day to open the lake for fishing. After worshipping the lake god, everyone can go fishing in the lake with confidence. It's also the busiest time." The lifeguard took down the almanac, and he was quite familiar with these customs along the river.

"There is a high probability that the living will not gather tonight, but not necessarily the dead." As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, there was a coughing sound from the second floor, and a door was slowly pushed open.

There was a creaking sound, and a faint fishy smell gushed out from upstairs.

The water drops rolled down, the ancient music in the building stopped abruptly, and everyone stared at the corridor.

There was a strange sound from the wooden stairs. Someone was going downstairs, but instead of footsteps, it sounded more like a fish sliding down.

The voice got closer and closer, and Han Fei's heart slowly lifted. When he was pulling the red rope, an old man wrapped tightly around his body walked out of the shadows.

"Are you here to stay?" The old man, like the old lady in the fish restaurant, covered his head and face with a headscarf, leaving only his eyes exposed.

"It's not too cold, sir, are you wearing too thick?" Han Fei stared at the old man's legs. The other party was wearing clothes like a long gown, which directly covered his legs. What's even weirder is that he walked past. A long water stain is left everywhere.

"I'm old, I'm afraid of the cold." The old man walked behind the counter: "Fifty one night, this is the map of the hotel. Except for the few rooms by the lake, you can choose the other rooms by yourself. After you choose, enter the room until Don't come out again at dawn."

Seeing that the old man entered the counter and there was no other way to go around, Han Fei's eyes slowly changed. He had already grasped the information to be inquired, and it was just a waste of time to continue.

"Old man, have you ever heard of an idiom called Tu Qiong Dagger See?"

Han Fei rolled over and entered the counter, blocking the only exit the old man could escape.

"What do you mean?"

"It means that when I read the map, I will take out the butcher's knife." A dazzling and sharp knife appeared in front of the old man's eyes, and Han Fei stared at the old man's face: "Take off the hood, I am here to help you solve the problem, I hope you can cooperate with me."

Checking in late at night, threatening with a knife, the old man's hands tucked into his sleeves trembled slightly, he could hear the firmness in Han Fei's words, if he didn't cooperate with the other party to solve the problem, then the other party would probably solve him.

After a brief hesitation, the old man sighed and took off his turban.

Pieces of fish scales fell to the ground, and the old man showed his ugly and frightening face.

He has eaten countless fish in his life, but he certainly did not expect that one day, scary scars like fish scales would grow on his face.

"I'm just afraid of scaring you..."

"Is everyone in the resort the same as you?" Han Fei had already expected it, and he was not too surprised.

"I don't know." The old man shook his head: "We should have been cursed by the lake god. This is our fault and should be punished."

"It was indeed the Lake God who blessed you in the past, but some time ago you worshipped something else. That guy is definitely not a god, just a bug that likes to **** human blood." Han Fei's words startled the old man. : "I have a pair of hands that can touch the soul. When you passed by just now, I checked your soul. Although you have become like a monster on the surface, your soul is still your original self. You and everyone can be saved, but you need to tell me what's going on here."

Staring at the butcher's knife in Han Fei's hand, the old man had no more choice, UU read www. uukanshu.com He pursed his lips and opened his mouth to tell what happened recently.

The old man's name is Guan Miao. He is the village head of the village and a collaborator of Mr. Jia. Now seventy-eighty-eight people in the village are missing, and he lives in deep guilt every day. The dream of sinking into the lake, countless villagers seem to be waiting for him underwater.

Originally, his body was normal, but since he started having that dream, scales began to grow on his body, as if the power of the dream was slowly affecting reality.

Guan Miao also helped Han Fei to confirm the contents of the ledger. If he wanted to destroy the ceremony, he had to find a way to land on the island again, because the real ceremony was held on the island in the heart of the lake.

In addition, the village chief also revealed a piece of information to Han Fei. It seems that there really is a "lake god" in this big lake, which is what outsiders call a water monster.

"Han Fei, you'd better not trust them easily." The lifeguard wanted to persuade Han Fei to calm down, he was well aware of the danger of landing on the island now.

"I also know that we should take a long-term view now, but we don't have that much time." Han Fei used the secrets that touched the depths of his soul, but he didn't find the old man lying. He no longer hesitated, and immediately asked Guan Miao to stay sane in the resort. The people called together to make the final preparations for entering the "mind".