This river is the legendary Santu River, that is, the Lechuan River, in the river, there are many lonely souls and wild ghosts who cannot be reincarnated, some of them are because of their deep sins, they dare not bear the suffering of all kinds of hell, and they jump into the river by themselves, and some are those who insist on not drinking Meng Po soup.

If you don't drink Meng Po soup, you have to jump into the Lechuan River, and you can only be reincarnated after a thousand years, but people are emotional animals, so there are not many such people, in this thousand years, people in the water still have to watch, the people they care about are reincarnated over and over again, he can see people, but people can't see him, it's so sad.

We walk on the Huangquan Road, and then go forward, is Wangxiangtai, also known as homesickness, to here, many souls stand on the earthen platform, looking back at the situation at home, the muddy appearance of suddenly, in the eyes, there is a sense of agility.

Although the poem says well, 'The ghosts on the Wangxiang platform are in a hurry, and the eyes are in tears. But in fact, they did not shed tears, many of them were covering their heads and wailing, but there were no tears.

I'm not dead, so naturally I don't have to go to Wangxiangtai, although I'm also a little worried about my body, but there are Zheng Fat people who are there, so I should ask the question.

Just as I was about to pull my legs and walk forward, the sleeves of my shirt suddenly began to shake.

In my sleeve, what is contained is nothing else, it is Tang Sheng, but this guy has been sealed by Third Sister Mei's senses, even if he is here, it should be muddy, and he doesn't feel anything.

I thought about it, or threw off my sleeves, a streamer flew out of my sleeve, and fell to the ground and turned into a man with a thin layer of hair on his head, I don't know if it was the meaning of the monk or something else, this person's appearance is already very different from Tang Sheng, even the temperament is very different, there is a kind of compassion and perseverance.

"Master of Three Lives?"

I asked tentatively, although Sister Mei's magic is powerful, but the monk Sansheng is not an ordinary person, it is difficult to say what means he has, and he has come to his senses.

However, this man ignored me, he walked a few steps, parted the souls, and came to the muddy Lethe River, looking straight at the river with his eyes.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

Mengdi, the Sansheng monk put his palms together, chanted a Buddha name, and immediately, the golden Buddha light was released from his palm, and in this piece of river water, the souls of the dead all floated up in this burst of golden light.

These souls were in the golden light, their expressions were peaceful, their anger was completely gone, and their bodies were getting lighter and lighter, as if they were about to disappear, and the corners of the mouth of the Sansheng monk also raised a smile.

"No, no!"

The Sansheng monk suddenly shouted, and there seemed to be a force in his palm, pushing his palm away, and immediately, the Sansheng monk's hands parted, the golden light in the air dispersed, and the dense souls in the air all fell into the Lechuan River again.

Then the man stood by the river, motionless, as if he had been stupid.

I shook my hand in front of his eyes, and found that he was indeed still in the spell ban of Third Sister Mei, so I breathed a sigh of relief, and waved my hand to put him in my sleeve again.

Originally, this task was not easy, and if this guy still played a moth with me, the task would not be completed at all.

After crossing the Wangxiang Terrace, not long after walking forward, the Lechuan River was no longer visible, this was not the place of reincarnation, Sanshengshi and Meng Po were not here, they were both on the other side of the Lechuan River.

At this time, a second plant appeared on the side of the road, and unlike a flower, but with a very beautiful flower, this plant was black and cloudy, but a large forest, and in the woods, the shadows shook frequently, as if something was about to come out.

The barking of dogs was incessant, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves was also very poignant, and I looked carefully into the forest, and those shadows turned out to be vicious dogs one by one, these vicious dogs were not cute at all, each one was half a human tall, with colored eyes, fangs and lips.

The forest grew on a mountain, not high, but very gloomy, and the ground under his feet was stained red with blood.

These vicious dogs bite when they see people, and they don't spill their mouths when they bite them, until they tear off a piece of meat and swallow their stomachs, and the screams naturally come from these souls, although they are now sober, but everyone is locked by ghosts, and they can't run away if they want to, and they can't beat them, one is that they don't have weapons, and the other is that they are in groups of vicious dogs, and they know how to cooperate when they encounter something that is not easy to deal with.

Everything that happened in front of them, the souls behind could see it, and they wanted to retreat, but the ghost was not much stronger than the vicious dog.

Fortunately, they are all souls, and after the flesh on their bodies is bitten off, they grow again in an instant, but the pain is not less at all.

Some people have made preparations at home and sent them dry food, which can lead away the vicious dogs and pass safely, but those who have nothing in their hands will be miserable, so they can only move forward.

I was not afraid of vicious dogs, and when I passed, two vicious dogs pounced on me in unison.

I clasped my hands together, slammed them down, and immediately slapped them on the top of the two vicious dogs, slapping them heavily on the ground.

However, this did not deter them, two fell, five pounced, and along the way, I fought like this, and these vicious dogs also attacked the onicha, and some of the onicha were bitten a few times.

But fortunately, this road is not too long, and it didn't take long for us to pass through this dense forest, and after the woods, there was a mountainous area, the mountains and rocks were craggy, standing stones were like knives, lying stones were like tigers, and behind the stones, we could faintly hear the sound of birds calling.

This is the legendary Evil Dog Ridge and Jinji Mountain, which are really not good places. ’

I thought to myself, and from behind the stones, black roosters sprang out one by one, and although the roosters were black, their mouths were dark red and glowing with gold.

The rooster came to his face, the iron beak was like a vulture, and in an instant, there were countless people who were pecked blind, not only that, but these roosters would also scratch people, and when they scratched their claws, the skin and flesh were open, not to mention, even the internal organs could be caught.

Passing by here, I didn't dare to be careless, there were too many of them, and it would be difficult to solve them if I swarmed up, so I took out the Wakaki sword, which spun up and down my body, and the roosters that tried to pounce on me were all burned to ashes.

Some people are well prepared at home, not only dry food, but also grains, grains, roosters are busy pecking rice, there is no time to scratch people, but there are a few people who are prepared after all, now most people don't believe this, and the family will naturally not do anything to prepare, and now they know that they regret it, but now this scene, it is impossible to hide. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. )！