The reason why the water of the Santu River is foul smelling is that in addition to the poison in the water, it corrodes the soul, but also corrodes the people who fall into the water, in addition to the dry bones in the river, there are also the fur peeled off from the people's bodies, those water ghosts can't eat the living soul, so they eat the carrion in the river, and they really don't have anything to eat, so they turn around and gnaw on their companions.

Ji Zihan was curious before, and opened his eyes to observe the water ghosts in the river, and when he saw clearly that those water ghosts were either holding carrion on their hand bones, opening their mouths and chewing, or a large group of people around a lone water ghost pulling hands and feet, splitting the corpse and biting it, for a while, his chest was stuffy, and he almost wanted to vomit, and he couldn't help but regret it, so he hurriedly turned around, closed his eyes, buried his head deep in his chest, and silently prayed in his heart that the boat could go faster, so that he could get out of the "ghost" river as soon as possible and land safely.

Fortunately, the boatman did not want to stay in the river for a long time, and between the poles and fell, he held up the broken boat like an arrow from the string, almost wanting to break the wind, and after a while, through the dense fog on the Santu River, he could already vaguely see the colorful lights on the Huangquan Road, and his ears were no longer full of the laughter of evil ghosts, and there were more punches and cheers from the restaurants and restaurants on the shore.

In fact, with the width of the river in three ways, it is not an ordinary thing for the boatman to be able to get the boat close to the river bank so quickly, but Ji Zihan only feels that the time on the boat is particularly difficult, she doesn't want to see the ugliness of the water ghost in the river, she has been closing her eyes tightly, and she is worried that the river will splash on her robe, so she tries to shrink herself into a ball, and after a long time, her limbs are inevitably stiff and nervous.

was enduring the pain, in a trance, it seemed to hear the noisy sound of drinking and punching, the sound was very noisy, and gradually suppressed the ghost howl in the river, Ji Zihan's mind seemed to appear a restaurant full of friends, brilliant lights, and the diners pushed their glasses to change the lamp, and the lively scene of staggering.

She looked up blankly, a little dazed, but what she saw made her let out a long sigh of relief. At this time, the boat was getting closer to the shore, and the driftwood ferry in front of him was clearly in sight, and Ji Zihan suddenly felt a big stone in his heart, and his face showed joy, and he was also attracted by the scenery on the shore.

Although I don't know where the sun is now, the liveliness of this underworld has recovered since this moment. On both sides of Huangquan Road, it is like an ordinary street market, with both high-door and wide shops and hawkers selling along the street; There are rich businessmen and tyrants who are richly dressed, and ordinary people who are coarse and linen. There are friends who call friends, there are gossips, and from time to time, you can see the player's spirit closely following behind the ghost.

Those players are just like themselves. The body is transparent, and the feet do not touch the ground, so they can only float forward, but all kinds of NPCs in the underworld are flesh and blood. Down-to-earth, Ji Zihan was a little puzzled, but he quickly figured it out, and couldn't help but smile, just thinking it was interesting. People say that yin and yang are reversed, but it can be seen that it is not in vain, isn't it such a scene in front of you?

When he was alive, he could be his own master, but when he came to this netherworld, he became a ghost. Then people will have to be at the mercy of the people of the earth.

The game can be so serious, and Shengshi Company can be regarded as a model of conscience in the game industry.

The boatman landed steadily, Ji Zihan was already waiting at the bow of the boat, and as soon as he approached the ferry, he jumped on the driftwood, but he still remembered to pay for the boat. Before, she was frightened by the water ghost and trembled, and her soul was not possessed, and she couldn't remember the money for the boat for a while, so she only hoped to cross the river early, but fortunately, the boatman didn't bother with her, and now she got off the shore. If you don't pay again, you're paying the bill.

Still counted out six copper plates, Ji Zihan respectfully presented them to the boatman, and said, "There is a laborer boatman, this is the ship's fare." Please accept it. ”

The boatman did not answer, but took away the copper plate in silence, threw it into his bosom, and without saying hello, he went to find a place to eat and sleep.

I knew early on that the boatman didn't like to talk, or else his vocal cords wouldn't have been so hoarse. Ji Zihan didn't care about it either, she just wanted to find the prefecture yamen as soon as possible to report to the mansion as soon as possible, so that she could return to the copy.

She didn't want to see Manzhu, and she didn't want to be seen by Manzhu, she thought that she had changed her outfit and covered her head to her feet, even if Manzhu saw it, she couldn't recognize herself, so she still wore a black robe and floated towards the crowded place. But I didn't know that it was like a TV show, who wanted to hide herself so that she could stalk others, and she specially put on a windbreaker and set up sunglasses, but her appearance was sneaky, and her strange dress in a pitch-black robe was even more eye-catching when she got into the crowd of people who were dressed ordinarily.

"Benefactor stays." A graceful and gentle call almost sounded in his ears, thinking that the owner of the voice must be close to the back and close at hand, Ji Zihan was shocked, his steps were not slow but urgent, and the alarm bell in his brain was loud, isn't it, so he can recognize himself? He is worthy of being an immortal sent by the heavenly realm!

When Ji Zihan lowered his head and hurried away, he suddenly found a large cluster of red and bright Manzhu Sawa on the side of the road in front of her, as if he had feet, automatically moved to her, blocking her way, and at the same time the stems of the flowers bowed at the same time, and the curly filaments swayed gently, as if he was apologizing to her.

These gorgeous flowers are as pitiful and lovely as Manzhu's people, Ji Zihan's anger really wants to be born and can't be born, but he is unwilling to forgive Manzhu so quickly, so he folds his arms, puffs out his cheeks, stares ahead, although he still refuses to look back, he never moves half a step under his feet.

Manzhu rushed forward, Ying Ying stood at her feet, her slender fingers pinched the corners of her robe, for fear that she would escape again, looked at her timidly, and said cautiously: "Xiaoxian knows that he has failed his benefactor, and he doesn't dare to ask his benefactor for forgiveness, but he has a thing that he sincerely wants to give to his benefactor, and he only asks the benefactor to accept it." ”

As he spoke, he clenched his other hand into a fist, grabbed an object, and slowly handed it out, and only when his arm was stretched out did he release his palm and show his palm. I saw a fiery red pill dripping out of Manzhu's palm, lining her fair and delicate palm, which became more and more bright and dazzling, and it was not ordinary at first glance.

The Dan Pill was so red that it seemed to be dripping blood, Ji Zihan had already thrown that little bit of temperament to Java, she squatted down, curiously stretched out a finger and flicked the red Dan Pill, and asked, "What is this, it's red and gorgeous, and it's quite cute." ”

Seeing her casual attitude, Manzhu was afraid that she would accidentally get rid of the pill, so she took out the champa she had with her, wrapped the pill carefully, and then handed it to Ji Zihan and said: "Don't be careless, this medicine is called 'Source of Pain', the only one in the world, it is the tears that Xiaoxian has shed every day for thousands of years, mixed with the honeydew of Manzhu Sahua, and then cooked with the grievances of the unjustly killed in the Santu River, so I got such a small one." (To be continued.) )

PS: The second update on the shelves, everyone is happy~