"About sixty years ago, I was only a teenager at that time and worked on a cargo ship. It was a chaotic year. The boss of the ship was an old river and lake on the riverside, and he did black and white business."

In the quiet teahouse, Mr. Zhao's old voice was sometimes high and sometimes low, and his eyes became a little distant, as if he had been trapped in long-lasting memories.

"At that time, life was hard and I couldn't even have a full meal. The boss of the boat would beat people at any time... Fortunately, a kind-hearted brother Li protected me, otherwise I would either starve to death or be beaten to death by the boss of the boat."

"Once, the ship boss took on a special deal to salvage a wreck in Yingzui Gorge."

Mr. Zhao said this and was interrupted by Wang Kui: "Yingzui Gorge? Isn't that just over two hundred miles upstream of Bashan City?"

Mr. Zhao nodded: "Yes, it's Yingzui Gorge. The river surface is narrow and undercurrent is turbulent. It is a place where accidents are frequent. It is said that the shipwreck was a long time ago. It set off from Tibet and went to the north to pay tribute. The things on the ship are of great value."

"The boss of the ship didn't know where to get this news, so he wouldn't let this big business go. We set off overnight to Yingzui Gorge, and the boss of the ship immediately sent someone to find the shipwreck. At that time, more than a dozen of us took turns to go into the water and groped along the river little by little. It took him a month to finally find the shipwreck at a most urgent location in the river."

"The wrecked ship was ancient in style, and the hull was extremely rotten. It was indeed the style of the previous dynasty. Ten of us went into the water together to accurately salvage the cargo inside the ship..."

When Mr. Zhao said this, his voice suddenly became a little intermittent, his face turned pale, and his hands began to tremble, as if he had recalled something horrible.

The beautiful woman next to her quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped her sweat. The old man then took a breath and continued talking.

"Sorry, time has passed too long, and the details at that time have almost been forgotten. Only fear has become more and more real, just like a lingering nightmare..."

The old man suddenly stopped when he talked about the critical point, reached out to grop his left leg and knee, and pondered without saying a word.

This made the other people's appetites, and Master Mu said excitedly: "Old Zhao, don't keep it a secret, what's wrong?"

Mr. Zhao frowned: "Only three of the ten people who went down at that time came back alive, and the others... were all killed by the monsters in the wrecked ship!"

As soon as the old man said this, even Lin Yu raised his eyebrows.

Wang Kui stretched his neck long, like a duck: "What kind of monster is it?"

Mr. Zhao glanced around and sighed: "The light at the bottom of the river is too dark, so I can't see what it is. I only know that the thing is huge. My legs were swept by its tail and my knees were broken."

Lin Yu nodded suddenly. It turned out that the old man's lameness was left behind by the disaster that year.

Mr. Zhao continued: "At that time, I choked a few sips of water when I sank to the bottom of the river, thinking that I was dead. Brother Li tried his best to pull me upstream and pushed me back to the water."

Mr. Zhao stopped and took a breath, calming down again: "But Brother Li was pulled back to the bottom of the water by the monster that caught up, and he had only time to stuff a vajra into my hand..."

"Vajra?"

The Master Mu couldn't help but interrupt: "Is it the kind of magic weapon used by Tantra to exorcise evil spirits?"

Mr. Zhao nodded: "Seven people died, and finally they exchanged for this five-inch-long vajra. The boss of the boat did not dare to continue salvaging and took us away from the water surface. This matter was left to nothing. I left the problem of lameness and couldn't continue to work as a boatman. Later, I had to leave my hometown and smuggle Nanyang, and worked overseas for decades, which was a small achievement."

Lin Yu nodded: "Good and misfortune depend on each other, the old man's life is much more exciting than ordinary people."

Mr. Zhao sighed: "I have forgotten this matter after a long time. But last year, I saw the vajra again at an auction."

"Although sixty years have passed, I still recognize it at a glance and can even smell the blood on it."

Mr. Zhao turned his head and looked at the beautiful woman beside him: "Si Si, go and bring the box."

The beauty named Sisi nodded, turned around and walked to the back to take out a black agarwood box, walked back and placed it on the table.

After opening the lid, there was indeed a five-inch long vajra inside.

The vajra is dark red in color and style is simple. The body of the pestle is carved with dense runes, one end is blunt and round, and the other end is as sharp as new.

Master Mu frowned and looked at the vajra on the table: "Old Zhao, you have been talking so much, what do you want me to help? Could it be that I will help you kill the monster from the river so as to salvage the property in the wreck?"

Mr. Zhao smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I have never spent all the money I have made in my life. My wish for the present is to allow the brothers who were buried at the bottom of the river to see the light of day again, salvage their bodies, and find a Feng Shui place to be buried."

Lin Yu nodded slightly. It turned out that this old man was such a kind person. No wonder that Brother Li sacrificed his life to save him back then.

Lin Yu bounced his finger: "There is no difference between digging a wreck or searching for remains, and he can't avoid the monster at the bottom of the river."

“Master Lin said.”

Mr. Zhao nodded: "This time I returned to China, I hired a professional salvage team, but I still need Master Mu, Master Lin and you, just in case!"

Master Mu snorted arrogantly: "It's not impossible to help you take this trip, but I still have a condition. After I kill the monster at the bottom of the river, I will divide half of the things in the shipwreck."

Mr. Zhao did not hesitate for a long time, and after a moment of contemplation, he nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's do what Master Mu said."

After getting Master Mu finished, Mr. Zhao turned his head and looked at Lin Yu: "Master Lin, what do you say?"

Lin Yu sat in the distance without opening his mouth. Wang Kui behind him was a little anxious and leaned against his ear: "Master, you just need to follow him and take a million without even lifting your butt. What else can you hesitate about?"

Lin Yu stood up and walked to the front of the table, reached out and picked up the vajra in the wooden box.

The vajra is dark red in color, five inches long and short, and it just exposed both ends when held in the hand.

Buzz —

As Lin Yu injected his spiritual energy into it, the vajra began to tremble slightly and buzz, which was extremely spiritual.

I don’t know what material this vajra is cast, it has strong adaptability to spiritual energy and is a very good magic weapon.

Lin Yu played with the vajra in his hand for a few times, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's interesting, it seems that it's really worth a trip."

Mr. Zhao was immediately overjoyed: "Thank you, Master Lin, then we..."
Chapter completed!