Why is my anime art style so weird?

Experienced fishermen know that fish like to follow light at night. All they need to do is hang an oil lamp at the bow of the boat and cast their nets under the lamplight, and they are sure to have a good catch.

Tonight, Fisherman Sun will take his apprentice Li Ergou out to broaden his horizons.

It was late at night, and apart from a few scattered lights in the distance, the lake was pitch black, like a giant mirror.

The oil lamp hanging at the bow swayed with the ship's movement, its flickering light casting strange shadows on the gunwale, as if something were lurking underwater.

After rowing for a while, Sun Yufu felt a little tired, so he called his apprentice Li Ergou.

"Hey kid, give me a hand! I'm going to rest for a bit."

"Alright, Master!"

Li Ergou scrambled up from the cabin, took the oar from his master, and began rowing with great enthusiasm, just like his master.

The boat immediately began to rock with his movements.

"Kid, take it easy!"

Fisherman Sun laughed and cursed.

"Understood, Master!"

Li Ergou quickly recalled his master's teachings and slowly rowed the boat.

The fishing boat was still a bit shaky, not nearly as steady as when Fisherman Sun steered it as if walking on flat ground, but it was still quite skillful.

Fisherman Sun nodded in satisfaction.

This young man is energetic, hardworking, and quick to learn; he's just a bit impulsive, but it's not a big problem.

In a few years, after tempering his temperament, I'll let him marry my daughter...

As Fisherman Sun was making his plans, a sudden gust of wind blew, causing the boat to rock violently and the oil lamp hanging at the bow to sway wildly.

Fisherman Sun instinctively grabbed the gunwale and shouted somewhat angrily:

"Hey kid! What are you doing? Be careful!"

Li Ergou was sweating profusely with anxiety.

"No, no, Master. This boat... this boat isn't obeying my commands!?"

"Useless fellow! Let me do it!"

Sun the Fisherman muttered curses as he crouched low and walked toward Li Ergou.

呲!

Suddenly, the lamp oil spilled out, and the light went out.

The fishing boat was suddenly plunged into complete darkness.

"what!"

Pfft!

Just then, Fisherman Sun suddenly heard Li Ergou let out a scream, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling into the water.

Oh no! Li Ergou has fallen into the water!

Fisherman Sun suddenly became anxious.

"Kid?"

"Boy!"

He called out repeatedly, but there was no response from any of his surroundings.

Fisherman Sun quickly groped for the flint and relit the oil lamp.

The lights illuminated the fishing boat again, but Li Ergou was nowhere to be seen.

Fisherman Sun hurried to the spot where Li Ergou had been standing at the bow of the boat and looked out at the lake.

Suddenly, he noticed a dark, shadowy object floating on the water not far away, which looked like human hair.

"Kid, hang in there!"

Without thinking much, Fisherman Sun stretched out his oar and gently touched it, feeling a soft, yielding sensation.

Just as Fisherman Sun was wondering about this, the thing suddenly surfaced from underwater.

It was a pale, floating corpse!

The floating corpse suddenly opened its eyes, grabbed the oar, and tried to drag Fisherman Sun into the water with it.

"what!"

Fisherman Sun cried out in surprise and immediately let go of the oar.

The floating corpse snatched the oar and sank into the water, disappearing from sight.

Fisherman Sun, still shaken, sat down in the cabin, panting heavily.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of fingernails scratching a wooden board behind him, along with the sound of water being stirred.

At first, the sound was faint, like a hallucination, but then it started to get louder.

Not only that, the scratching sound changed from one to two, then to many. It became so densely packed, it was like…

Fisherman Sun turned his head shakily to look behind him. The lake was calm, but the sound of his claws getting louder and louder.

He couldn't help but look down at the side of the ship.

"!"

hand!

Pale white hands!

The fingernails were peeled off, revealing a hand as pale as rotting flesh!

Countless dead hands reached out from the bottom of the lake, constantly grabbing and circling the gunwale, as if trying to climb up the gunwale.

Fisherman Sun was so frightened that his mind went blank and his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably.

In a daze, he suddenly recalled his childhood memories.

He was just a child then, and he always liked to hang around the old fisherman in the fishing village, listening to him tell strange tales about the water.

"You little devils, remember this: row back as soon as the sun goes down. Don't stay on the boat at night, especially don't light any lamps, or you'll attract unclean things from the water."

"What kind of unclean thing?"

Someone asked a question.

To everyone's surprise, the old man's face suddenly turned terrifying.

"People who drown will become water ghosts!"

They'll drag the living down with them, making them their scapegoats!

The old man's warning echoed in my ears, both clear and indistinct.

Splash!

Under the horrified gaze of Fisherman Sun, countless arms reached out from the water, grabbed him, and dragged him into the water.

Only one fishing boat remained, drifting alone on the lake...

Chapter 715 The Well

The next day.

Fishermen discovered the empty fishing boat and towed it back to the fishing village.

However, neither Sun Yufu nor Li Ergou were found alive or dead.

Soon, rumors of water ghosts claiming lives at night in Luoma Lake spread like wildfire...

After leaving the White Gate Tower, Xu Ming did not return directly to the Niu Mansion.

In ancient times, to prevent internal collaborators, spies, and thieves, cities generally imposed a curfew at night unless there were special circumstances.

At night, special personnel patrol the streets. If anyone is found wandering the streets late at night without any evidence, they will be immediately arrested and thrown into jail. In serious cases, they may even be executed.

Xu Ming was certainly not afraid of these patrolling soldiers.

But his mission wasn't finished yet, so he naturally didn't want to cause trouble for no reason.

So he randomly found an empty house near the South Gate, intending to rest for the night and leave after the curfew was lifted during the day.

He chose a secluded courtyard away from the city walls as his temporary lodging.

This courtyard is a secluded little house with a few bonsai trees planted inside. Unfortunately, they have been neglected for a long time, and most of them have withered and died.

The courtyard floor tiles were covered with withered leaves, and white spider webs and paper-like debris filled the cracks in the doors and windows. Two pale white paper lanterns even hung under the eaves.

A gust of wind blew by, and the pale paper money fluttered up like large snowflakes, sending chills down one's spine.

Xu Ming's heart skipped a beat.

I think I chose the wrong house.

Xu Ming quickly left the room.

However, after wandering around the area for a while, Xu Ming returned here with a strange expression.

The houses around here were either collapsed or so dirty that they were uninhabitable. After wandering around for a while, I found that this house was actually the best in terms of environment.

Although Xu Ming sensed something was amiss, compared to the chilling vigilance he felt inside the White Gate Tower, the feeling in this courtyard was far less intense.

He didn't bother to choose anymore and led Parker and Erina directly into the courtyard.

call!

Suddenly, a cold wind blew in, and the white paper money and fallen leaves on the ground were blown up and flew around the yard.

Despite the horrific scene, Xu Ming ignored it, walked right through the middle, and then threw it down.

"This place is so dirty!"

Erina then added a comment.

"that is."

The cold wind suddenly stopped, and then vanished completely.