Lin Chen walked all the way to the village in a daze. The ringing in front of him seemed to have magical power, which had a fatal attraction to Lin Chen, making Lin Chen have an uncontrollable urge in his heart to keep following like this.

Along the way, Lin Chen could clearly see people on both sides of the road pointing at him out of the corner of his eye, as if they could see his current situation, but no one came up to wake him up.

And Lin Chen still played the role of a wooden man, mechanically following the back of the team.

Lin Chen couldn't see Qi Hua, and he didn't know if Qi Hua was following behind, he had already discovered his weirdness, or if Qi Hua was also in the same way as himself.

Finally, the team stopped, and Lin Chen found that he had followed the team to the reverse river.

You don't want to throw me into the river, Lin Chen felt an inexplicable nervousness in his heart.

Four coffin bearers lifted the coffin onto a wooden plank road about ten meters or so on the bank of the river.

The plank road that extends into the river presents a certain depression angle to the river, and the end has been submerged into the river. The four of them carried the coffin to the end of the plank road, and several rolling logs had already been placed at the end.

The four of them slowly put down the coffin, took off the rope that covered the coffin, walked to the back of the coffin, and pushed it hard, and the coffin slid into the water in a daze.

Lin Chen knew about this kind of burial method, but he had only seen this kind of burial method in the West from TV. As for China, Lin Chen doesn't know, after all, the most popular burial in China used to be. Nowadays, due to the shortage of land resources, it has been gradually changed to cremation.

The living cannot stand in the way of the dead, and the dead cannot stand in the way of the living.

Hey! Lin Chen exhaled silently in his heart, silently thinking that Xiaojing should wake up quickly, he was going to be sacrificed alive, the little blind man was unreliable.

However, the scene where the expected big men carried themselves on their shoulders and threw them into the river did not appear, and the crowd waited as if they didn't see themselves, and after finishing their own affairs, they left without any delay.

Lin Chen stood by the river for a while, and finally felt that he seemed to be able to move, so he twisted his neck, feeling his eyes start to move with the twisting of his neck, and Lin Chen was sure that his feeling was right.

After a few more minutes, Lin Chen finally took full control of his body.

At this time, Lin Chen was already in a cold sweat, and his left hand, which was holding the water god's anger, was already a little wet, so he couldn't help but change to his right hand and wipe his left hand on his body.

After settling down, Lin Chen realized that there was actually one less person around him, and Qi Hua, who had been following him, was nowhere to be seen at this time.

It can't be thrown into the river, but Lin Chen recalled it carefully, as if he didn't see anyone throwing people into the river. Only a coffin and a dozen paper puppets had just been lowered into the river.

Thinking of this, Lin Chen looked at the plank road again, and suddenly a cold sweat appeared on his forehead again.

The coffin, paper figure and paper puppet have completely disappeared, and Lin Chen looked up and down the river again, the water surface is empty, where is there a coffin paper figure.

"It's a ghost!" Lin Chen scolded secretly.

"Little brother, do you want to cross the river?" an old voice came from not far away.

Lin Chen turned around and found an old man wearing a hat, dressed smartly, barefoot, and his trousers rolled up to his knees, waving to him.

"Hey, here. Little brother, do you want to cross the river?" The white-haired old man saw Lin Chen turn around and hurriedly greeted.

Skinny and old, this is Lin Chen's first impression of the old man, and he can't help but drum in his heart.

Looking at Lin Chen's suspicious gaze, the old man was not angry, as if he was used to this.

"Little brother, don't look at my eldest brother, I still have a handful of strength, and it's not a day or two to ferry on this river, so don't worry. The old man said, showing off his biceps.

Not to mention, it's kind of material.

However, what Lin Chen was thinking about in front of him was not the problem of crossing the river, but the problem of Qi Hua.

It's not that Lin Chen cares about Qi Hua's life or death, but that Lin Chen put the third Water God Decree with Qi Hua in order to facilitate the discussion, and he didn't take it back.

Lin Chen's first reaction when he couldn't find Qi Hua just now was that Qi Hua was thrown into the river, and then he was thinking that Qi Hua wouldn't have run away with the Water God Order. But he still has to rely on himself to find Xiao Li, it shouldn't be. Could it be that he was tied up by the prince's people?

Seeing that Lin Chen still didn't speak, the old man continued: "Little brother, I advise you, if you want to cross the river, leave early, don't think about spending the night here." ”

The old man's words immediately aroused Lin Chen's interest, and he hurriedly asked, "Listen to you, it's not peaceful at night here?"

Seeing Lin Chen ask this, the old man felt that this young man was also a little knowledgeable, and he had a level of asking questions.

"It's not peaceful, it's not peaceful. So I advise you, if you want to go, you should go quickly, and when it is evening, I will not pull you across the river. "The old man has a look on his face that I am doing for your good.

"I appreciate your kindness, but one of my companions is missing, and I have to look for it. Uncle, I want to cross this river, and these are considered deposits. As he spoke, Lin Chen stuffed something into the old man's hand.

"What old man, how do you speak. The old man was not happy when he heard Lin Chen's words, but as soon as he felt Lin Chen hand over the thing in his hand, he looked down and immediately smiled, "I'm only in my early forties, if you are willing, call me Brother Zhao." ”

As soon as Lin Chen heard the old man's words, he was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and he was just in his early forties? Who would believe it!

Looking at Lin Chen's suspicious face, Brother Zhao said with a smile: "Little brother is not the first time to cross the river, right?"

Lin Chen nodded, which was considered a default.

Brother Zhao looked like I knew it, and said, "No wonder, little brother, you don't know anything." ”

Lin Chen interrupted Brother Zhao's words and said, "Brother Zhao, don't always call me a little brother and a little brother, my surname is Lin, you can call me Brother Lin." ”

"Come on, Brother Lin. Yo, it's still a national surname. Brother Zhao quipped, "But Brother Lin is definitely not a royal person, this royal name is not good in our Netherworld." ”

Speaking of which, Brother Zhao seemed to find that he had gone off topic, and hurriedly said: "Hey, look at my mouth, whenever someone chats, I like to nag endlessly, and I digress again." ”

Lin Chen smiled, thinking that this was probably an occupational disease, just like taxi drivers, most taxi drivers like to chat with passengers, and they don't drive for a day. Looking at this Brother Zhao's appearance, it is estimated that it may not be able to open in three or five days, which must be more uncomfortable.

"Brother Lin, don't you know, these boatmen on the ferry are like this. Everyone said, this river, the resentment is too heavy, and the boat hurts the body. Speaking of the back, Brother Zhao deliberately lowered his voice and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Lin Chen thought about it for a while, probably it was true. But my heart moved again, thinking that I and Meng Qingwu would be fine if I floated directly in the river for a few days, and I must ask when Xiaojing woke up.

"Brother Zhao, have you seen my companion?" Lin Chen asked in a low voice.

At this time, the voice of the little blind man came from Lin Chen's mind: "It was put in a coffin and thrown into the river, isn't it the coffin just now, you have been looking at it yourself for a long time." ”

Lin Chen scolded secretly, how could I forget this kid.

But seeing that Brother Zhao waved his hand, he said, "Brother Lin, I advise you, don't worry about this matter anymore, there is no good thing for the god of the underworld to take away." ”

"Oh?" As soon as Lin Chen heard this, he came to his senses, took another piece of broken gold, handed it to Brother Zhao, and said, "Brother, I have liked these anecdotes since I was a child, Brother Zhao might as well tell my brother about it." ”

Brother Zhao looked around and said to Lin Chen: "This is not a place to talk, why don't you go to my house and sit in front." ”

Lin Chen followed Brother Zhao to a shack, but it was really as Brother Zhao said, not far away, more than 100 meters away, through the window, you could see the reverse river.

As soon as Lin Chen entered the house and sat down, a young man came in from outside the house.

"Dad, I'm back. Huh, there are guests?" the young man was very surprised to see the guests.

"Well, guests who want to cross the river, it's not early today, you may have to stay for one night, and you will leave tomorrow to get some good food at your Aunt Wang's house. Brother Zhao said.

"Gotcha. The young man was not ambiguous, and went out with a word of agreement.

"Brother Lin, do you really want to know about this?" Brother Zhao seemed to be asking Lin Chen, and he seemed to be asking whether he should say it.

Lin Chen nodded and said, "No way, my partner is indeed a little important to me, just making people sink in the coffin, I have to make trouble." ”

"You saw it all?" Brother Zhao stood up in surprise.

Lin Chen smiled and didn't answer.

Brother Zhao sat down slowly again, and muttered, "Zen cultivators are just not ordinary, not ordinary. ”

Lin Chen waited for Brother Zhao to ease up for a while, and asked, "Can you talk about it now?"

Brother Zhao took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind and said, "Everything has to start with this water burial coffin." ”