When I go to save Yu Lina again, it's too late.

The two of us were almost face-to-face, and when I flicked the blood from my fingers into several of their faces, Yu Lina took the opportunity to break free, and when I came back to my senses, she was biting into my face with her mouth wide open.

No way! If he bites it, it will be enough, but it will be too late to reach out.

In an instant, it occurred to me that since my blood was useful, maybe my saliva would be useful! It's like saving those who have been poisoned before.

Thinking so, I tilted my face and turned my mouth to it.

Yu Lina's lips were soft, and as her lips faced each other, a fragrance came over. My lips moved a few times, and Yu Lina also responded, I guess this is her first kiss!

Then Yu Lina also softened.

At this time, Zhang Kailong did not row, but the boat was still like a machine with fixed strings, still moving forward.

At this time, I looked at the antique Li and Lao Huang again, and they didn't seem to have an abnormal reaction. I wondered again.

"Lao Li, Lao Huang, didn't you feel uncomfortable just now?"

"Nope!" The voice is light and breezy.

My scalp was numb, and I said in my heart: Antique Li didn't react, I had thought of this a long time ago, after all, he doesn't belong to normal humans now, isn't Lao Huang a human being? When I thought about it, I suddenly thought of something.

Antique Li and Lao Huang both went to the mysterious valley in Ningxia twenty years ago, could it be that in addition to the antique Li who had a problem, Lao Huang also had a problem?

Just thinking about myself makes me feel scared......

The boat traveled for a few more minutes, when the strands of hair on the bright red river gradually disappeared, and were replaced by white faces, with their heads suspended on the river, and the faces facing upwards were particularly hideous.

Zhang Kailong and a few of them are already unconscious, which saves me from worrying.

I was about to remind Lao Huang and Antique Li not to look into the water, but I didn't expect Lao Huang to speak first: "Xiao Zhen, everything in the water is an illusion, don't take it seriously, everything you see and hear in this short period of time is an illusion." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and casually asked, "How do you know?" ”

Lao Huang didn't answer me, but exchanged glances with Antique Li, and then laughed.

"Lao Li, how is it? We made a bet back then! I've won! Lao Huang no longer looked at me, but turned to look at Antique Li with a victorious smile on his face.

Antique Lee shrugged his shoulders and didn't think so.

"It's unexpected! The Yellow River is really such a river! ”

I listened more and asked again, "Two masters! What are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word? ”

The two of them smiled again, pointed to the surface of the river and said, "Xiao Zhen, have you thought about how the river water would be red without here?" ”

"Didn't you say it, everything is an illusion now......"

Before I could finish my sentence, Antique Lee interrupted me with a wave of his hand.

"The so-called illusion is actually a world that does not belong to us - you also know that this area belongs between the yang realm and the underworld, and everything here belongs only to this world."

"Then you mean that the red water in the river, as well as the hair, and the human head, are real?"

"In this world, it's all true!"

I don't seem to understand this, look at the surrounding environment, this is not the time to get to the bottom of it, so I don't ask anymore.

Lao Huang spoke again: "Xiao Zhen, Lao Li and I went to Kunlun Mountain once thirty years ago and found a cave hidden in the depths of the mountain, in which a historical ...... about the Yellow River was recorded in Dongyi script."

I nodded at him, meaning to hurry up and go on!

Lao Huang paused, pointed around and continued: "That account is simply incredible, most of our group think that it is just a myth made up by a primitive tribe, and the Yellow River described in this text is exactly the same as the section of the river we are in now!" ”

"The red river? Black hair? Miserable white face head? My voice was shaking.

Lao Huang nodded solemnly.

Antique Li interjected: "Look, it's still a human head? ”

The two of us immediately turned our heads to look into the river, where countless human heads had been reduced to naked corpses.

I've seen this before! Tens of thousands of corpses were suspended in the river, and as the red river swelled, the corpses shook with it, and the scene was terrifying.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I remembered that Lao Huang hadn't said anything serious yet—nothing red in this river!

Lao Huang's throat moved a few times, and then he began to speak.

"The original water of the Yellow River is red, because it is a person's blood!"

Human blood? I chuckled in my heart and said, "This can't be!" The Yellow River's water storage capacity is among the top ten in the world, so much water, if it is all blood, then the owner of this blood is not as big as the earth!

Thinking like this, a person suddenly came to mind - Pangu.

"Pangu? Could it be that the water in the Yellow River is the blood of Pangu? "Because of the excitement, my voice unconsciously raised.

Hearing my answer, Lao Huang and Antique Li seemed a little surprised.

"I was the only one in the group who believed that the words on the cave wall were true—and I believed that the reason I believed at the time was based on my personality cult of ancient Chinese mythology—it seems...... It seems that I have been fooled! ”

I listened to Lao Huang's narration, my eyes looked around the river, and suddenly a corpse emerged from the water in front of me. The pale face and the face was facing me.

Seeing the appearance of this corpse, I trembled again - it turned out to be my stepfather, Lao Chen!

Lao Chen passed away three years ago, and the neighbors helped me to the crematorium and bury me, all of which seemed like yesterday. How could his body be here?

For a moment, I was a little out of control, and I was so busy standing up that I wanted to reach out and fish.

Antique Li yelled: "Xiao Zhen, sit down quickly!" What you see is an illusion......"

Lao Huang also stretched out his hand to grab me.

In my mind, Lao Chen has always been the closest person, it was he who picked me up and raised me, and suddenly saw the body of his closest relatives soaked in the river like a weed, and no one could stand it.

After I stood up, I looked at the river again, and saw a familiar face again, which turned out to be Yang Guoshan.

At this time, I calmed down.

Yang Guoshan's remains should have been placed in the morgue of the funeral home, and when waiting for Lao Huang and antique Li at the gate of the public security bureau in the afternoon, Zhang Kailong also mentioned the matter, saying that the morgue of the funeral home has been replaced with a new iron door, and high-definition cameras have been installed in the corridor outside the door......

Obviously, what I see now is definitely not Yang Guoshan, that is, the other corpse is not Lao Chen's.

At this time, Antique Li shouted again: "Hurry up and recite the Dao mantra, hurry up and recite the Dao mantra!" ”

I settled my mind for a moment, sat down again, and recited the "ghost man of Yellow River Town".

After reading it twice, my heart was completely calm.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that except for a few people who were unconscious, only Lao Huang was left on the boat looking at the water with concern, but the antique Li was gone.

I was taken aback and quickly asked, "Where is Lao Li?" ”

"He's down the river!"

The old yellow head replied without raising his head.