"Let's go!"

Wang Pu led the way in front, following the remnants of the nightmares, and tracked them out of the village.

As they walked all the way, they soon came to the river not far from the village.

The village is built on the hill, and at the foot of the mountain, due to the natural topography, a huge lake is formed.

The breath of the nightmare also came to an abrupt end here.

"Lakes?"

"Could it be that these nightmares are water ghosts, who hide in this river on weekdays?"

Wang Pu was a little puzzled, he didn't expect to track down this place.

Zhou Zhengqi and others were also dumbfounded.

How can you chase this, the nightmare enters the river, and they are not fish, although they are a little watery, but no one dares to go down.

Since the Nightmare is hiding in the river, this river is their home turf, and if they go down the river, they can only let the Nightmare slaughter it.

Zhou Zhengqi harnessed the corpse and rushed towards the river, wanting to use his spiritual power to probe the situation in the river.

At this moment, a mutation protruded.

There is a sound of water in the river, as if the water waves are gently paddling, the sound of the whooshing, against the background of the dark ghost-like mountains and forests, inexplicably gives people a feeling of hair, making people feel that the hairs all over their bodies can't help but stand upside down, and they always feel like something is going to climb out of the river.

A wisp of mist, I don't know when it began, has silently shrouded the surface of the river, slowly spreading towards the shore.

During the day, the green mountains are like a ghost world isolated by the mist, dark, deep, weird, and gloomy, revealing a breathless sense of suffocation and depression.

The sudden change made everyone vigilant, and the muscles in the whole body tensed.

Everyone hurried away from the riverbank and retreated a slightly safer distance.

Zhou Zhengqi also withdrew his spiritual power in time, and the bruised corpse returned to him, vigilant of all the winds and grasses around him.

"What's the matter, Master Zhou, have you found anything?"

Someone asked Zhou Zhengqi, and the strange changes in the river surface in front of them made their hearts furious.

"No, I just probed it with my spiritual power, and it was pitch black under the river, and there was no hair." Zhou Zhengqi shook his head.

This inexplicable fog was not created by him.

However, the changes in front of us show that this river is indeed strange.

"Let's get out first, I've always felt a little uneasy, now that we're sure the nightmare is hiding in the river, we'll come back tomorrow." Ge Fei proposed.

Everyone agrees.

If the Nightmare hid in a mountain, in a forest, they would still be brave enough to go to the Longtan Tiger's Den, but now that the Nightmare is hiding in the river, they can't do anything.

At night, they can't go down to the river to find death.

Just as everyone was about to retreat, the mutation arose.

A black figure, never knowing which dark corner, jumped up, came to the river, and stood quietly on the riverbank.

Wang Pu's eyebrows furrowed.

There are still people in the dark.

He looked at Zhou Zhengqi, Zhou Zhengqi also looked surprised, on the way he came, he used his spiritual power to probe around, and found no trace of others.

This person was actually able to hide from his mental power detection.

At this time, an even more bizarre scene appeared.

The sound of water waves sliding can be heard from the depths of the mist-shrouded river.

A bamboo raft, an old man wearing a cloak and a hat on his head, holding a penny, stretched out from the mist on the river surface and slowly drove towards the shore.

There is also a faint green lantern hanging on the bamboo raft, which emits a strange green light in the mist.

Wang Pu's pupils shrank.

This is...... Yellow Springs ferryman?

Although this old man on the bamboo raft was different from the ferryman he had seen in the Nightmare Realm, the terrifying nightmare aura and costume on his body were too similar to the Huangquan Ferryman.

And the next action of the black figure proved Wang Pu's guess.

I saw the black figure step on the bamboo raft, take out an ancient coin, and hand it to the old man.

The old man took the ancient coin, looked at it carefully a few times, and after confirming that it was correct, he put away the coin, stretched out the penny, and carried the black figure into the mist, and did not know where to go.

That ancient coin, although it is not real, Wang Pu is sure that it is definitely a yin coin.

In Daqu Village, there was actually a Huangquan ferryman.

Thing...... It's getting weirder and weirder.

"What's going on, who is that black figure, that old man holding the boat, and what is it?" Ge Fei couldn't help but ask.

The scene in front of me was so unexpected.

They didn't know anything about the Nightmare Realm or the Ferryman.

Such a strange scene puzzled them, and at the same time there was a trace of inexplicable palpitations.

They realized that they might have discovered something terrible.

Li Youcai looked at Wang Pu and said, "The figure and boatman who appeared just now are living people or nightmares?" ”

"The black figure is supposed to be a living person, and I didn't sense the negativity of Nightmare in him." Wang Pu said.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that this black figure is a nightmare whose strength far surpasses him, so that he can't perceive it.

However, Wang Pu thinks it is unlikely.

If the black figure is a nightmare, there is no need to pay the ferryman to cross the river.

After all, although the surface of the river in front of him is weird, it is not the yellow spring in the Nightmare Realm, and even the Nightmare villagers can enter the river, so there is no reason for such a powerful Nightmare to be scruples.

"As for the boatman, it's a nightmare, and definitely a nightmare stronger than us." Wang Pu said.

This ferryman is not as good as the ferryman Wang Pu saw in the Nightmare Realm, but the nightmare aura on his body is also very strong, stronger than the Nightmare Death, at least a second-order nightmare.

Wang Pu's words made everyone shocked.

A nightmare stronger than all of them.

Daqu Village still hides such a terrible nightmare.

Thinking of the nightmare and death they had experienced, they couldn't help but be afraid for a while.

At the same time, they are more curious.

"Somebody paid Nightmare for a boat, what do you think that black figure is for?"

"This river must be hiding a huge secret, if it's okay, how could that black figure get into the river in a boat, what should we do now?"

Everyone whispered.

Eventually, they decided to hide and take another look.

The strange changes in the river stopped when it spread to the riverbank.

Now that someone has entered the river, there may be others next.

Sure enough, Wang Pu and the others hid, and soon found four more people, also dressed in black, with tightly wrapped faces, taking the ferryman's bamboo raft into the fog on the river.

It wasn't until the next morning, when the sun was fainting, that the changes in the river surface returned to its original state, and the five people who had entered the fog last night did not reappear.

"Let's go, let's go back to the village right away and see if there are any missing people in the village!"

Wang Pu got up from the bushes where he was hiding, shook the fallen leaves on his body, and hurriedly said.

The village is remote, surrounded by deep mountains and old forests, and there is no place to live.

The change in the surface of the river was caused by the Nightmare villagers entering, and these five people were able to come so quickly, and the timing was so accurate.

Wang Pu suspects that they are villagers from Daqu Village.