The night was low, there was no starlight, and the atmosphere on the small boat in Ubon was solidified, and the pins could be heard.

Ye Ling's eyes lowered slightly, and he asked softly.

"What's the fare?"

There is no such thing as a free lunch, and there is no free boat to sit on.

According to the legend of the mountains and seas, there is a ferryman in the Lechuan River in the underworld who is responsible for bringing the soul of a person after death from the other side of the river to the other side, and reincarnated.

But just like using something to bribe the ferryman, you will be taken to the other side, and you will not have to drink Meng Po soup, and if you don't drink Meng Po soup, you will not forget the memories of your past life.

This legend is true, because there really exists in the Peacock Kingdom a Lethe River that rules the afterlife, and countless boats roaming on the river day and night.

Ferrymen are only available in the Lechuan River, and Ye Ling didn't expect that there was also such a strange demon race under the Chu River.

And he didn't expect to be charged for the boat.

Was he being openly hinted at giving a gift?

Isn't it the natural duty of the ferryman to cross the river?

"Bronze coins, talismans, elixirs, psychic objects, any kind of precious item can be used as a fare. ”

The ferryman held the bronze lantern to his chest, and the white light illuminated the skull face under the hood, pale and hollow, as if laughing.

"But the ferryman will only take the most precious thing from the passengers!"

"Most precious?

Ye Ling narrowed his narrow eyes, Yang Qi is an incomparably precious thing, whether it is a blood demon or a Chujiang Dragon King, they all want to snatch it.

With his yang energy, it is equivalent to getting half a ticket to break the realm in advance.

In a month's time, he can almost recover two points of yang energy, but it has only been a few days since the last time he made a deal with the divine officer, and even if he has been insisting on taking common supplements, he has not had time to make up for it.

At the moment, he only has a little yang energy on him!

And if the human body loses all yang energy, it is a pure yin body, which is equivalent to death!

The ferryman's jaw was raised, his mouth was without a single tooth, and he made a strange sound that sounded like crying and laughing.

"Yang energy is precious to youkai, but what I want is the most precious thing for you. ”

It was unimaginable that the ferryman was not interested in Ye Ling's yang energy, but instead said that he had something more precious to him.

Ye Ling looked puzzled, stepped on the deck of the bow of the ship, pondered for a long time, and said in shock.

"You want my life?!"

The ferryman's small boat in Ubong is usually only the soul of a person after death, and no living person has ever come up.

The ferryman was satisfied with this answer, and excitedly separated his jaws and opened his mouth wide, revealing the white inner wall of the skull.

"Young man, give me your body, and I will cross your soul to the ancient bridge!"

"What if I don't give?"

Ye Ling twisted his wrist and looked at the ferryman with smiling eyes: "According to reason, you should have to send me to that ancient bridge, right?"

It would be sensational and terrifying to say that the fare is the life of the passenger and must be given.

If the priest didn't tell him about such a major matter, it would not be too righteous, and it would be obvious that he was deliberately harming him.

Moreover, the priest said that in a thousand years, he had been here thirty-two times, and if he had to give his life away directly at the beginning of each time, then there was no need for him to persist so many times, and there was no need to ask Ye Ling to come here to try to get the sword.

When the ferryman heard Ye Ling's words, he obviously became unpleasant, put the bronze lantern on the ground heavily, and sneered.

"It turned out to be another free meal. ”

Ye Ling originally thought that the ferryman was very cute, but now he had no good impression of him at all, so he sat down in the middle cabin of the Wupeng boat, and the curtain came down, and he only said.

"The boat went forward, and I squinted for a moment, and when it came to call me. ”

The ferryman was so enmothered by his attitude that he walked to the side of the boat with the soles of his two skeletons, grabbed a black penny, and violently propped himself into the water.

"Do you dare to sleep for nothing?

The hull of the ship tilted violently, and the left and right sides kept shaking, clearly on the calm water, but it seemed to be in the middle of the stormy waves, and there was a danger of capsizing at any time.

Duty, even if he was unhappy in his heart, he didn't dare to refuse to carry Ye Ling. Of course, this does not prevent him from resorting to some disgusting little tricks. For example, if the ferryman receives a benefit on the Lechuan River, he will have an excellent attitude towards that person, do his best, and take care of everything, otherwise, he will speak coldly and have no good face. They never endure, they never believe in karma and afterlife, and if there is a grievance, it will explode on the spot.

"Let's sail!"

The ferryman stands on the bow of the boat, moves quickly, and is majestic in the splashing waves, and his every move is really the little white dragon in the waves who is skillful and rides the wind and waves.

"Whew!"

The boat moved quickly in the darkness, as if blowing an air current, and the waves were as high as a foot.

Looking down from the sky, I saw an endless surface of water, and at this moment there were countless golden flames swimming, which were the eyes of the dragon spirit, like the bright sparks in the sky reflected in the water.

The stars are underwater, the boats are on the river.

This fast but unsteady ferry boat moved like a river of stars, and wherever it passed, the starlight avoided it, and the dragon spirits retreated.

......

I don't know how long it has been.

I don't know when or where I am.

The speed of the rocking Upong boat slowed down and became smooth.

"Shake you dizzy, vomit and diarrhea, and the road is unstable!"

The surface of the ferryman's black robe, splashed with droplets of water, shook his two tired stiff arms, and staggered to the cabin as if drunk, his fingers trembling to lift the curtain.

"I don't want your life anymore, yang energy, psychic things or something, you can give one piece, I'll let ......"

The ferryman's joking voice came to an abrupt end.

In front of his hollow eyes, the young man leaned against the wall of the boat, his arms around his chest, his head bowed, his eyes closed, and he was really asleep!

"Hmm, are you at the end?"

The boy stretched his waist, rubbed his sleepy eyes, snorted, and looked at the ferryman outside the curtain suspiciously.

"I'm sorry, I just closed my eyes and shook the bed, so comfortable that I really fell asleep. Hmm, why are your hands shaking so much?"

Let him be arrogant and unreasonable, and he will be a clear breeze and a bright moon and a river.

The ferryman said in a muffled voice.

"There's still a long way to go. ”

Ye Ling nodded when he heard this, suddenly stared, pointed to the back of the ferryman, and said in surprise.

"What's that?"

Not far from the water, a mountain has appeared?

The ferryman turned his head, and the whole skeletal face suddenly opened with a smile, as if his mood had suddenly improved.

"It's a lost ancient mountain, do you want to get off the boat and see it?"

Ye Ling's dark eyes lit up.