Chương 1128: Birthplace of the Calamity

The river didn't seem to be more than a meter or two deep, but even a Mythical expert like the bald officer could only struggle with all his might when he fell in. He couldn't escape no matter how hard he tried and was about to fully sink at any moment.

Suddenly, a voice came from the bamboo forest beside him. "Among the ghosts of a Ghost Parade, there's a ghost named Hashihime—Bridge Lady. She stands by the bridge, and if a man is tempted by her, he will be lured into the river where he will drown. I believe you are that Hashihime?"

"Brother-in-law…" Ji Moqing was overjoyed when she heard the voice. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw Fang Mingsu walking out of the bamboo forest.

Fang Mingsu's gaze was firm. He wore golden armor and emitted a dazzling golden light like the sun. As he spoke, he approached the wooden bridge. When the golden light shone on Hashihime, she let out a tragic cry as white smoke emitted from her body.