Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Twilight Ferryman
The sky of Yingfutun, when Wu Shura was rising, was full of blood red, and there was a pair of vortices under the clouds, like human eyes.
Then the monk turned into golden light with the Dharma, covering the blood light, which can be regarded as cutting off the source of Wu Shura's power, but even so, this terrible Wu Shura has climbed to the peak state.
But he single-handedly beat the whole audience, so that no one in the Chinese group could fight against him and crumble......
Wu Shura even directly destroyed the little carpenter's confidence, and this is the real terrifying.
However, seeing that Wu Shura was about to dominate everything, suddenly, someone sang "Nine Songs: Hebo", and as these words appeared, the whole space shook, and the sky was full of clear light, but in the dark night, a heavenly river was drawn.
And then, in front of everyone's eyes, there was a lonely boat, which appeared in the heavenly river, fell from the sky, and finally descended to the chaotic field.
Wu Shura, who was originally about to kill the little carpenter and the monk who had been pretending to be a monk, stopped and turned back suddenly.
But after seeing that the lonely boat landed, it was agitated, turned into green light, and fell around, and actually made this area like a gurgling riverbank, and from the small boat, a man wearing a hat and a cloak jumped down.
The man was dressed as a boatman, and he was carrying a boat penny in his hand, but after he fell to the ground, he greeted Nawu Shura warmly: "Hey, get on the boat, let's go." β
The man spoke, in a thick Hunan accent.
The three-headed, six-armed Wu Shura clutched the six weapons tightly, looked at the man who made such a vision as if he was facing a great enemy, and asked with a wary expression, "Who are you?" β
The man lifted the hat, revealing a simple and honest face.
The honest man smiled, and after grinning, a mouthful of white teeth.
He said: "The twilight ferryman, some people also call me the boatman, as for the real name, I am afraid of being calculated, so I can't tell you - of course, you can also call me Qiu Sandu, that is the name of my former gangster......"
"Hatred, three, stupidity?"
Wu Shura read it word by word, but he couldn't think of such a person.
As a senior staff member in charge of the entire Japanese spiritual world, he has a deep study of the Chinese spiritual world, but he has a memory of any famous person.
But he didn't know what the three fools in front of him were sacred.
So for a moment, his mind was a little confused.
Fortunately, the man who called himself the twilight ferryman and boatman said very thoughtfully: "Don't think about it, you can't think about itβI guess your master can know about me, but it's okay, these things don't delay things." I'm here this time, mainly to help you ferry to Huangquan, this batch of lists, there are you, let's go......"
He beckoned to Wu Shura, turned his head again, and waved at the stunned Japanese people, as if he was very serious.
Wu Shura was a little stunned and asked, "Where to go?" β
The boatman was a little angry: "I said you can't understand Chinese, go to Huangquan, go to Huangquan, go to Huangquan, go to fucking Huangquan...... Do you understand? β
This time, Wu Shura understood it, and his face suddenly became serious.
He said coldly: "Your Excellency's methods are indeed clever, but if you want to kill us in a few words, it is really ridiculous......"