On the rushing black river, a small boat slowly drifted towards the other side of the river under the control of a black-robed man.

Iger and Harry curiously lay on the side of the boat, looking at the black water rolling below.

"Why is there no sun in this world?" Egg looked curiously at the boatman.

"You don't know anything?" The boatman looked at Egger.

"I really don't know anything." Iger nodded, "I grew up in the human world. ”

The boat man was stunned, and shook his head helplessly: "It's really strange..."

"You haven't answered my question yet." Egg tilted his head.

"The underworld is not a real world." The boatman's voice was flat: "The deceased will eventually be reincarnated as a new life again, this is just a mezzanine between hell and the earth, and naturally there is no sun." ”

"What is it in the sky?" Egger looked curious and exploratory.

"Wall of Sighs." The boatman is concise and to the point.

"Wall of Sighs?" Harry was stunned as he turned his head to look at Egg, "Is it the one you summoned in the first place?" ”

"What I'm summoning should just be a projection..."Egg shook his head, "Wait, the wall that divides the Pure Land of Bliss and the Underworld in Greek mythology is called the Wall of Sighs." It is said to be composed of three sighs of the Queen of Hades, Betherphone. It means that the soul in the underworld sees that the Pure Land of Bliss is about to be in front of it, but it is blocked, and it looks at it and sighs. ”

"So... Does this mean that there is still a Pure Land of Bliss? Iger looked at the puffer curiously.

"You have lived in the world for so many years, if there is a pure land in the world, where do you think it will be?" The boatman's gaze under the hood glanced at the two of them amusedly.

"It should be... Come home—" Iger thought for a moment.

"Yes, what is blocked by that wall is the pure land in your heart." The boatman's voice was flat.

"What about you? Do you ferry here without reincarnation? Harry looked at the puffer suspiciously.

"Who said I was human?" The figure shook its head.

"Uh... I'm sorry—" Harry muttered apologetically.

"If we're going back to shore, can you take us back?" Egg looked curiously at the ferryman in front of him.

The ferryman hesitated for a moment, then looked at Egger, "You can." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to Harry again, "He can't. ”

"Why?" Harry was in a hurry.

"It's the rules of the underworld." The puffer's tone was flat.

"But why can't Egger?" Harry yelled in exasperation.

"Even if he doesn't go to hell, the underworld can't take him in." The boatman said: "The devil does not die in the true sense of the word, so he cannot stay in the underworld, except the underworld, he can go anywhere, it has nothing to do with us, except the underworld, no." ”

"But... Why? Harry was still puzzled.

"For the devil can suck the soul of man... Right? Iger sat on the edge of the boat and chuckled softly.

“What？” Harry gave Egg a puzzled look, and then his face stiffened, "Wait, what you said is true?" ”

Egger nodded: "Sucking souls can make me stronger quickly, so the underworld where souls gather should be a table for me..."

"So you're so strong because...?" Harry looked at Egger in a daze.

"What do you think?" Egger suddenly laughed: "My strength is my own problem, what does it have to do with other people's souls." ”

Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, but fortunately it wasn't what he thought.

"What's inside hell?" Egg looked at the boatman.

"It's a real world, with luxurious castles, exotic forests, stunning mountains, and unparalleled landscapes." The boatman paused: "There are countless sinful souls who have been enslaved by the devil to atone for their sins in life. ”

"Castle? Mountains? Harry said in surprise, "I thought hell was a burning demon army, with no edge of magma and lifeless earth..."

"It's amazing... Do you like to enjoy? The boatman gave Harry a strange look.

"Of course, no one doesn't like it." Harry nodded.

"Yes, weak humans know how to enjoy, don't powerful devils understand this truth?" The boatman shook his head amusedly.

Harry was a little annoyed, and the boatman's tone made him feel despised.

"There are also many powerful wizards in the human race." Harry said dryly, but after glancing at Egger on the side, he always felt that his words were a little lacking.

"The devil is a blessed being, and I think as someone who walks with him, you should know how powerful this person is next to you, right?" The boatman's deep voice chuckled.

"You're right," Harry sighed.

"But what if I told you that he was just a young devil?" The boatman spoke slowly, uttering a word that made Harry even more desperate.

"Is that an exaggeration?" Egger also seemed to be shocked: "What is the existence in hell like?" ”

The boatman didn't answer Egg's words, but looked at Harry, "I think you've experienced that if wizards' spells are a temporary way to block the rules, then the devils' spells are to make rules. ”

"What rules?" Harry asked.

"The rules of the world." "It's not that he changes the rules of the whole world, but that he can just make the rules work for him, or make a rule of his own." ”

"Sounds horrible, but why would you let him on board?" Harry had some doubts.

"I'm sure I can't stop him." The boatman's voice was flat.

Harry: "......"

Sounds so reasonable...

"What is it like in the world of the dead?" Iger asked.

"Ordinary life." The boatman thought for a moment: "If any soul truly accepts this life from the bottom of his heart after being truly careless, then he will disappear from this world." ”

"Isn't there not many people in the world of the dead?" Harry asked anxiously, worried that his parents were gone.

"No, there are many people in the world of the dead, and not everyone will let go of their past so easily." The boatman shook his head: "Basically, the souls that come new every day in the world of the dead and the souls that disappear every day are the same, and they won't be too bad. ”

"One last question!"

In the distance, Egger could already see the other side of the river, and he turned to look at the boatman: "How many devils are there in hell?" ”

The boatman was a little silent when he heard this, and it took a long time before he slowly spoke: "Like you, there are no more than a hundred." ”

"What do you mean?" Iger was a little dazed.

The boatman hesitated, then slowly reached out his hand, a pair of large hands covered with long brown hair, and gently lifted the cloak and hat from his body, and the next second, a horse's face appeared in front of Egg.

“What the f**k！” Harry almost screamed, and he quickly covered his mouth.

It's a real horse face, but it doesn't look much different from a human.

In the center of his forehead, he had a horn that curved to the back of his head, and his eyes were red.

"You... Who is it? Egg's mouth opened wide and he looked at the figure in front of him in surprise.

"You can understand me as the most ordinary enforcer or guardian of the underworld." The horse-faced boatman whispered, "And I was born in hell." ”