"Are these people going to cross Huangquan Road?" Furukawa said in a surprised tone.

"Now it seems that this should be the case. Hao Dao.

The flames moved slowly, some getting farther and farther away, some getting closer and closer, and Furukawa could see it very clearly, as if he had suddenly seen a starry sky in the mist.

Each cluster of open flames represents a small boat, and the open flame flashes on the bow of the boat, exactly like Furukawa's one.

The boat slowly rowed through the river, waving white stripes of water, looming.

There was a ferryman on each boat, just like the one on the Furukawa boat, all of them were tightly covered old men, under the hat, the shadows shone on the face, and the fingers holding the oars were white bones, without a single flesh and skin.

The travelers on the boat can be described as "colorful".

There is a group of sons and brothers who talk and laugh, bright and angry horses, which are particularly dazzling in these dark nights slightly illuminated by Xu Minghuo, which is incompatible with this environment, like idlers who enjoy the scenery in spring. Furukawa took a few more looks at this.

There is a rough man with bare chest and breasts, proud of his unclothed body, with a rude voice, a huge voice, saliva splashing, a gang of three or five, a huge range of movements, Rao is a small boat, but he didn't turn over.

There are also hot girls, standing in the crowd and standing in a particularly conspicuous position, there are teams of threes and threes, there is also a solo flight, and a group of people charter a few small boats, dancing knives and guns, and the momentum is huge.

In a trance, Furukawa felt that he had returned to the bustling city, surrounded by bustling people, talking about anecdotes about the rivers and lakes, children and daughters, and chattering about the shortcomings of parents and dreams.

"It's beautiful, isn't it? The old man suddenly spoke.

"They all died for the sake of Huangquan?" Furukawa asked, having previously learned about it from Taiyue.

"Naturally. The old man paused, and suddenly stretched out his hand to a place: "Not really, there are also young couples who come to enjoy the scenery together, I have to say, the Huangquan Road at night does have a special meaning, that is, I have been here for so long, and I will be shocked every time the night falls." When he said this, the corners of the old man's mouth curled slightly, as if he was smiling, and his eyes under the shadow flickered slightly.

Moreover, if couples walk Huangquan Road together, it has a unique meaning. The old man continued.

Furukawa looked in the direction of the old man's finger, it was a lonely boat, lit with an open fire, the boat was a couple, the girl was like a naughty master, holding the boy with one hand, and pointing at the river with the other hand, the face was excited, the joy was overflowing, the whole pretty face was red and fluttering, thin grease powder, eyebrows and eye corners, all were spring, and it looked cute and warm under the firelight, and there was a kind of "slave is difficult to come out, and the king is merciful" Love, the man is a lot reserved, with a gentle face, talking and laughing with the woman, looking at the woman's eyes like a bay of spring water, tender like rain, and the look is different, which illuminates the girl's face.

The two talked and laughed, as if they were out of the world, like a lamp on Huangquan Road, revealing a festive and lovely pink light.

"Huo Yue'er... Furukawa whispered, looking yearning, remembering the past, and subconsciously said: "What does it mean?"

"Hand in hand to spend the Yellow Spring, meaning to live and die together, to show loyalty and unswerving heart. ”

Furukawa was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect such a gloomy place like Huangquan to lead to such a romantic thing, he thought about it, felt quite reasonable, and hummed heavily.

The stars on the river, the voices of the people are harmonious, and the anger has transformed this ghost place into a hot world.

"By the way, I heard Hao say that you have to pay for this boat, how much?" Furukawa said.

The old man smiled: "Do you know who I am?"

"Dead people. Furukawa replied immediately, his expression indifferent.

"Huh?!" the old man raised his eyebrows, touched his hat, and said in a surprised tone: "How do you know?"

Furukawa glanced at him: "Your fingers have no muscles and flesh, they are all bones, I think they are skeletons, but the skeleton clan's spiritual intelligence is extremely low, you must not be, this is Huangquan Road again, naturally it has to be a dead person." ”

"Hehe, yes, I died three hundred years ago. ”

Hao was frightened, secretly thinking why he didn't see it just now, only felt that his fingers were unique, and he didn't expect that he was already a dead man.

Furukawa nodded, motioning for him to continue.

"It's not just me, all these ferrymen are dead, our bodies should have turned to dust, and our souls should have dissipated a long time ago. The old man's tone became angry, and there was a faint sadness: "As a result... ”

The old man suddenly became irritable and slammed

He stomped his feet and shouted: "As a result, this damn curse trapped us here, no one is a ghost, no one is a ghost, we can't do anything, we can only stay on this broken ship every day!!"

"How did you die?" Furukawa frowned, he really didn't expect that there would be such a curse, if the forest is really big, there are all kinds of birds.

"Uh... The old man suddenly fell silent, his expression a little embarrassed.

"Huh?" Furukawa asked suspiciously.

"I... I died poor. The old man was a little embarrassed and said.

The scene was silent for a moment, and Furukawa even suspected that something was wrong with his ears.

After a long time, he continued to ask, "Poor and dead?"

"Hmmm... The old man coughed lightly, cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment, and said slowly: "I was originally a pudding from a peasant family, I was good at gambling by nature, and my family was poor, but I fell into gambling and couldn't extricate myself. ”

Furukawa nodded slightly, signaling and continuing, this world is still dominated by ordinary people living ordinary lives.

Later, the family property was scattered, although it was not much, and forced his parents to death. Speaking of this, the old man's tone became sad: "I was desperate, I wanted to rob and do some crimes to fight for some money, but my strength was not enough, my ability was not enough, I tried a few times, I was beaten into a cripple, I didn't dare anymore, I was determined to live and die, hey, but I didn't dare." ”

Speaking of this, the old man's tone became remorseful, and the implication was that if he had directly sought death, he would not have to be tortured like this again.

"Then I stayed in an old cave in the mountains for a few days, hungry and thirsty, and ate everything I could see under my nose, and one day I couldn't hold it anymore. The old man suddenly paused, his expression became frightened, and he suddenly lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of something.

"Two people came, and they claimed to be messengers of Huangquan, saying that they could help me pay off my debts, and they could also give me a large sum of money, so that even if I was an ordinary person, I could live an extremely rich life. ”

"You promised?" Furukawa asked.

"That's nature. At that time, if I didn't agree, I would die, not to mention that his conditions were so tempting?"

"And then?"

"And then ... The old man's voice trembled a little, and he trembled when he spoke: "Later... Later I learned that it turned out to be a gift from the devil. ”