They continued to move forward along the river, only about a hundred miles away from the source of the Yongjiang River, and there were more and more strange things.

Qin Mu saw that the lights in front of him were bright, shining on the darkness, there was a village, and the lights looked very eye-catching in the dark.

An old man in the village is pasting paper and tying paper boats, and after the paper boats are tied, they fly out of the village and dock at the river, where wet men and women board the boats, and then the paper boats float to the center of the river, where the thick fog is filled, and the paper boats disappear into the thick fog.

"That's a bad thing. ”

The village chief whispered: "Appear at night to extradite those who died in the river." Don't alarm them. ”

"Mishaps?"

Qin Mu was curious in his heart, and looked at the old man a few more times, the old man's face was blurred, as if he couldn't see his face through a veil.

The old man in the village seemed to be aware of it, and when he looked up at him, Qin Mu was terrified, only to feel that his soul was shaken, and it seemed that he was about to fly out of his body. But at this time, a loud Buddha voice came from the center of his eyebrows, and the mark planted by Ma Ye in the center of his eyebrows shone brightly, blocking the old man's gaze.

"The living stop. The old man bowed his head and continued to paste the paper boat, and the sound of nothingness came.

The village chief said cautiously: "Mu'er, don't interfere in the world after death. ”

"The world after death?"

Qin Mu was stunned and said, "We are obviously in the ruins, this is not the world after death, why did the village chief say this......

"There are many strange things in the ruins, connecting multiple worlds, and that small village is where the afterlife meets the real world. ”

The village chief said: "Not only does Daxu have such a place, but in fact, there are similar places outside Daxu. If you walk out of the ruins and see such an old man in such a village, don't come up and ask. As long as they don't provoke them, they won't interfere in the real world. But they know a lot and can ask them for directions. Brother Dao, dare to ask how to get to Sanssouci Township?"

The old man in the village raised a finger and pointed it to the darkness: "You can't go to the real Sanssouci ......"

The village chief thanked them, and they continued to move forward, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, the jade pendant on Qin Mu's chest suddenly floated up lightly and pointed forward.

Qin Mu's heart moved slightly: "Village Chief!"

The village chief looked back at this scene and nodded slightly. Qin Mu took off the jade pendant, hesitated, but let go of his hand.

The jade pendant floated up and flew forward. The village chief immediately took Qin Mu to follow the jade pendant, and the jade pendant was drifting faster and faster, cutting through the darkness like a meteor.

Qin Mu and the village chief hurried to catch up, and suddenly they only heard a sound, like the sound of a small ball falling into the lake, and the jade pendant hit an invisible membrane wall, sending ripples in the air.

In front of Qin Mu and the village chief, there was suddenly a strange world slowly unfolding with that ripple, and in front of them was a vast world shrouded in gray mist, towering mountains, vast and vast, hidden deep in darkness, overlapping with darkness, but not darkness.

"There is indeed another realm in the darkness!"

The village chief took him to catch up, and Qin Mu grabbed the jade pendant with his hand, unable to suppress the excitement in his heart: "Is this the Township of Sanssouci, will my parents be here?"

In his hand, the jade pendant was still jumping, as if it was about to fly to the master's location.

Qin Mu hung the jade pendant on his chest, let the jade pendant lead the way, and walked forward, the village chief hurriedly stopped in front of him, and said with a calm face: "Mu'er, we have come here, don't worry, come step by step." It's quirky here......"

Qin Mu calmed down and walked forward, the mountains here are handsome, but they are covered with gray fog and look a little blurry, is this really a worry-free township?

Didn't that yin mean that they couldn't get to Sanssouci Township?

The gray fog in front of him was vast, the mountains were looming, and there was a sudden crisp click under Qin Mu's feet, and only one voice was heard: "You stepped on me......"

Qin Mu was startled, and hurriedly looked down, only to see a dry bone palm pulled out of the sole of his foot, and then a skeleton poked its head out of the mist, and its hollow eyes "looked" at him.

"People!"

The skeleton screamed, its terrible voice echoing through the gray and misty world, and it was very harsh.

Qin Mu hurriedly took a step back, and there was another click under his feet, only then did he see that there were countless dry bones on the ground, I don't know how many bones had accumulated, piled together, I don't know how deep!

The Nine Heavens in his eyes swirled, looking at the mountains in the gray mist, and he couldn't help but shiver a few times in a row.

Those mountains in the fog were actually made of countless bones, and these dry bones were piled up into one mountain peak after another, hidden in the mist!

Qin Mu was terrified, the bones on the ground stood up one by one, and a skeleton staggered and stood in the gray mist, only to hear all kinds of distorted voices echoing in the mist: "People, where are people?"

"It's been a long time since there's been a person here!

"They have meat, we don't have meat, take their meat-"

......

The village chief frowned and looked into the distance, the mountains in the distance were also shaking, and then the mountains stood up, like a monster made of countless white bones, and walked towards this side. As those white bone mountains walked, countless skeletons ran over with great joy and climbed up the mountain, making these white bone beasts bigger and bigger.

Some of the bones still have the power of gods and demons, obviously the bones of gods and demons!

The raising of skeleton voices was noisy, and there were many voices screaming to eat the people who had broken into this place.

"Where did you get so many dry bones?"

The village chief couldn't help but feel a little hairy, a few small skeletons with a height of only three feet ran over quickly from the gray mist, hugged Qin Mu's legs and bit them, Qin Mu smashed these skeletons one by one, but more skeletons came with a click, like the waves of the sea, very scary!

The village chief's vitality overflowed and turned into sword light, but there were too many skeletons here, even he had a headache, especially those god bones and demon bones, I was afraid that it would be more difficult to deal with.

But at this moment, the light in Qin Mumei's heart bloomed, and a phantom of a big Buddha appeared, sitting behind them, and suddenly countless skeletons screamed and fled in all directions.

There are many skeletons that come together while running, turning into running giants, and some giants are tripped and fall to the ground and turn into countless skeletons and run, running and running and getting together again, becoming skeleton giants.

Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief, the phantom of the Great Buddha left by Ma Ye in the center of his eyebrows really had a miraculous effect on dealing with these strange skeletons, which could make these skeletons dare not get close.

The Skull Mountain in the distance also paused, and watched from a distance, seeing that the big Buddha behind Qin Mu did not dare to approach.

The gray mist rippled gently like waves, and the mist between the Skull Mountains made it look like a sea of fog here, suddenly, a light came, Qin Mu stared at it, slightly stunned, he saw a flat boat floating from between the two Skull Mountains.

The boat floated in the mist, and on a lone mast in the bow of the boat hung a lantern, without sails, and the lantern emitted a faint light.

Behind the boat, a boatman in tattered clothes stood with oars and a hat on his head, and there was a man sitting under the lantern, also with a hat, whose face could not be seen clearly.

The boat soon swung in front of them, and the man under the lantern stood up, turned and bowed to the boatman, and took out a gold coin.

The boatman stretched out his hand to take the gold coin, and Qin Mu immediately saw that the boatman's palm didn't have a single bit of flesh and blood!

Under this hat, in the robe, there is actually a skeleton!

Skeleton Rowing!

The man under the lantern walked down the boat, saw Qin Mu and the village chief, was slightly stunned, bowed down, and said in an old voice: "Brother Dao." ”

Qin Mu and the village chief bowed and saluted: "Brother Dao." ”

The man pressed the hat and walked out.

The village chief suddenly said, "Brother Dao stays." ”

The man stopped.

The village chief said, "Does Brother Dao have any money left?"

The man said in a hoarse voice and said with a smile: "You didn't bring any money, so you want the ghost to grind?"

The village chief smiled and said, "So I want to borrow a little from Brother Dao." ”

There was a laugh from under the hat: "Old Sword God, I haven't seen you for a long time, there are few people left in your and my era, and it is fate to meet here." Anyway, I'll give you a few coins. ”

He stretched out his palm, and a few gold coins floated in his palm.

The village chief's face was solemn, his vitality manifested, and he grew arms, legs and feet, and slowly reached out his palm and grabbed the gold coin in his hand.

The palms of the two touched each other, and each of them shook its own shape.

The man under the hat retracted his arm, turned and walked away, and sighed, "You are old, but you are still a little better than me." But the good thing is that I'm a few years younger than you, so I can outlive you. ”

The village chief watched him go away and said, "You are stronger than before, but you may not live as long as me." ”

"It's hard to say. ”

The man under the hat leaped and disappeared. The village chief opened his palm, and the four gold coins fell into Qin Mu's hand, and then the arms, legs and feet of the vitality manifestation gradually dimmed, and said, "Mu'er, let's board the boat." ”

Qin Mu was worried in his heart and boarded this flat boat. The village chief also floated up, leaning against the mast, and the boatman at the back of the boat turned the bow, and the boat was leisurely and very steady, sailing into the mist deep in Skull Mountain.