Nine times out of ten, there are bad things in this world, just like Qin Yang, the blood curse can already be regarded as the power of the plane, and he still can't kill him, it's really tiring.

In Qin Yang's opinion, in fact, the blood curse is not that he can't be killed, but that the blood curse itself is a system, and it is limited by the rules, so it can only act within its own authority, such as erasing it, and for example, the difficulty of issuing tasks cannot exceed the branch association too much.

So it's not easy for the Blood Curse to kill him.

But Wang Yangming is different, he is an A-level ghost with the ability to think, it is insidious and ruthless, and it has a strong purpose in doing things, it is completely different from the systematic management of blood curses.

As mentioned above, he can kill himself.

It's just that he knows that he is the Grim Reaper, does he really dare to kill?

"Is this it? ...”

There is a secluded long river in the middle of the chessboard, although the long river is only counted as one grid, but the other cannot be seen from one side, although the river is not urgent, but it is indeed large.

The river does not flow fast, and the moonlight reflects a beautiful blue light, which makes people feel peaceful and beautiful, which is really not in line with this terrifying ghost land.

Qin Yang remembered the River Styx in his hometown, there was always a ferryman on the river, singing a moving lonely night song, constantly dispersing the water ghosts that poured up from below, so as to bring those heroic spirits back to where they should go.

Is this river also a Naraku River?

If so, does it have a ferryman, if so, the ferryman will decide my life and death, and Wang Yangming is not needed.

Suddenly there was a resentful singing, weird and sad.

Mom took a fancy to me in my red wedding dress

Don't let me die too soon

Mom took a fancy to me in my red wedding dress

Don't let me die too soon

Late at night your hair falling

Late at night you close your eyes

It's a secret convention

Belongs to me, belongs to you

The wedding dress is red

The poison is white

The wedding dress is red

The poison is white

Mom took a fancy to me in my red wedding dress

Don't let me die too soon!

The song "Red Wedding Dress" slowly floated in the ancient ship of the strange night, and it was sung very miserably, people who didn't understand would have goosebumps when they heard it, and they would definitely try their best to escape, but Qin Yang felt the deep desolation and loneliness in this song.

What happened to the woman in this lyric?

'The red ghost jumps, the lifts, and the little flower carries a head on the sedan chair...'

The mobile phone rang, Qin Yang took it, it was Yang Yuebing who called: "Qin Yang, listen, we just got an important piece of information, there is a vault here in Ghost Chess, if we can steal this gold inventory, all of us can solve the 10 million underworld banknote task, but this vault is next to Wang Yangming's headquarters." ”

"Sure enough, you crossed the river..."Qin Yang sighed.

"Yes, Zhihua's prediction drew the location, and we used the fat man's skills to open the door at the bottom of the river, and now the driver is taking us to use the sea and rail to enter the ghost chess area from the tunnel, it is said that Wang Yangming has left the headquarters, I guess he may not harm you, so I think you can hold him back for a little longer, so that we can steal success!"

After being silent for a while, Qin Yang's lazy voice came: "What's the benefit?" ”

"I know that you have to say this, and after you go out, you will be satisfied with all your requirements, this will be fine!"

"Oh, okay!"

The phone hung up, and Qin Yang sighed again.

This group of fools has been fooled again.

Spiritual painting can not be wrong, but spiritual painting can only draw a fixed scene in a certain period of time, and can be painted up to three times a day, and the painter guesses the future according to the content of these three paintings, that is, this is actually a kind of guessing words by looking at the picture, how to understand it.

If a place is an illusion in itself and looks like a reality, then what is painted by a spirit painting is also an illusion.

These people have already entered Wang Yangming's illusion and death and don't know it, if nothing else, they will play forever in this endless ghost wall.

Save them?

Save?

Don't save?

Let's look at the chance, let's talk about it if we can cross the river!

The River Styx has its own rules, once it is pulled down by the rootless dead water ghost, it will never come up again, it is really eternal life, and this rule cannot even be reversed by death.

This may be the real purpose of the ghost king Yang Ming luring here, after all, only when he, the god of death, is really dead, can he be his ghost king with peace of mind, just like the relationship between a criminal and a police officer.

I have to say it's quite ruthless.

However, he shouldn't know that this Grim Reaper has a European spirit...

The song was sad, the ancient boat was slowly approaching, and a figure in an ancient blood-red wedding dress appeared in front of him, it was a miserable white face, but it was quite beautiful.

"Childe, I've been waiting for a long time..."

This is a female ghost in red, this red-clothed body exudes a strong aura, it can be said to be a pure resentful ghost, although this kind of ghost is not the strongest, but the aggression is the strongest.

But the female ghost in front of her made Qin Yang a little surprised, she was gentle and sweet, except for the miserable white face, she couldn't tell that she was a powerful ghost with strong resentment.

The red-clothed ghosts are all terrifying creatures of indiscriminate killing, how can there be such a calm ghost?

Qin Yang had never seen such a situation after being a god of death for 500 years, and he felt that he was in contact with another world that he had never been exposed to.

"Childe, my master has set up a family banquet on the other side of the river, can Childe go over and get together?"

This female ghost's voice is gentle, if it weren't for the ghost's anger, he would even suspect that this was a big demon, but she was not a demon, he was indeed a powerful ghost, and as a god of death, he still had this judgment.

He wants to cross this river, and he really doesn't believe that this female ghost can fight against the god of the underworld.

"There is a beautiful young lady who came to pick me up in a wedding dress, and if she doesn't go, won't she not give face?"

Qin Yang stepped on the ancient boat, and then the female ghost gently shook the boat pulp, and the boat slowly headed towards the middle of the river, and he heard a strange female voice, which went straight into his heart.

"Mom is optimistic about my red wedding dress, don't let me die too soon......"

The river was cold, the moonlight was gloomy, and the lonely River Styx was slowly moving, Qin Yang was lying on the bow of the boat, the boat slurry shook gently, accompanied by bursts of eerie songs, Qin Yang felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

"Hehe, is Childe sleepy, then let's sleep well for a while..."

His heavy eyelids saw a blood-red figure, slowly fluttering towards it, and then revealing a grinning grin, slowly..., slowly rushing towards him, and then a blood wedding dress wrapped them up.

Is this the ghost sister who was sent to the door?