With the escort of the gourd, I am much safer, under the black hole at the mouth of the gourd, almost no evil ghost can escape the power of this gourd, as long as it is covered, it will not be able to run. Although I don't know which senior master invented such a great magic weapon, one thing I am sure of is that as long as this thing is around, at least I will not die in the evil ghost pile.

Slowly retreating into the cave, now that the gourd had proved to be effective, I immediately calculated an escape plan in my mind. Originally, after being pushed off the cliff by the ghost of the Khitan warriors, I was afraid that it might overshadow me, so I didn't dare to climb it again, but now this guy appeared in front of me, which means that I can go back the way I came, and then climb up the hillside and return to the passage on the cliff.

It's just that the way back, I can't remember clearly, it was originally a smear forward, who can remember what route Qing took in the dark, can only roughly think of a direction.

The luck component still accounts for a large part, and if you rush out and fail to find the cliff you came from, you will still be surrounded by ghosts in the end, and it is not impossible to die here.

I took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, squinted my eyes and thought about it for a while, and finally made up my mind that it would be better to fight than wait for death here. Besides, I don't have to die.

Secure the backpack on my shoulders, take everything I can know useful in this cave, and stride out with the gourd raised. The ghosts had already surrounded the cave, but when they saw the gourd in my hand, they immediately stepped back in fear. Now is not the time to use the gourd, just to deter them, seeing them retreat, I immediately put away the gourd, threw out the demon hunting crossbow, three thunder arrows shot, with thunder arrows in the air for a long distance, and finally nailed to the ground, lightning jumped, frightened the surrounding ghosts whimpered and retreated, the original huge encirclement finally appeared a gap at this time.

Opportunities don't wait for anyone, they're fleeting!

With a low roar, I ran out of the ghost encirclement on the first floor, looked up into the air, and it was difficult to make out the direction in the darkness, so I could only walk by feeling. It was diagonally facing the cave, so I'm running diagonally across the cave now. As he ran, there was an immediate "whoosh" sound in his ears, and several demons flew close to the ground, closely chasing after him.

"Fuck, that's fucking perseverance."

I scolded, pinched the spirit rune of Han seniors in my pocket in my hand, and when the evil ghost approached, I immediately recited a spell, this spell is not difficult to remember, the key is that spirit runes are rare, and there are very few people who know how to draw runes. The spirit rune flashed in the air, rushing out with a vast blood light, and several evil spirits under the power immediately wailed and had to fall to the ground.

I continued to run towards the front, and even though I was able to repel the demons for a while, more ghosts surrounded me from the front and back, left and right, and it could be said that there were gray shadows in all directions.

"Get out of here!"

I raised the bell and shook it continuously, and the ghosts around me had to retreat. However, although I was not defeated in the battle, one thing made my face change in shock, and I seemed to be lost by the already dark Immortal River!

Originally, I was just running in one direction, but when I was fighting, all I saw were gray shadows, and I didn't recognize the right direction for a while, and only then did I realize that I had gone to a place I didn't know.

It's a good thing, but I didn't do it the same way, but I ended up in a place I didn't know.

Looking around, the ghost wandered around, looking like it was the same as if it had been standing earlier. It's also because it's too dark to see anything clearly.

Frowning, he looked around carefully, and outside the circle surrounded by ghosts, there seemed to be a place that resembled a ferry. It is a stretch of stone platform that extends out, square, and is a prominent protrusion from the flat river bank line relative to the flat river shoreline. Since I can't find a way to go back the way I came, it seems that I can only go there. Several thunderbolts were fired in succession, opening a gap in the crowd of ghosts, and I was about to go in that direction, but the ghosts around me seemed to know my intentions, and a dense large area surrounded me. They were deliberately protecting the crossing, but why? Could it be that there is a treasure on the other side of the ferry? The effect of the thunder arrow was ignored by this group of evil ghosts, and even though the electric light could destroy a few ghosts, more ghosts still surrounded them.

I put away the demon hunting crossbow, or took out the gourd, holding it with both hands, the black hole-like aura was formed at the mouth of the gourd, and the surrounding evil ghosts were cultivated regardless of size, if they were taken a look, they would be immediately included in the gourd, one head, ten heads, hundreds, my hand holding the gourd was a little sour, and the number of ghosts was also declining rapidly, this gourd didn't look big but the inside was like a bottomless pit, the more ghosts were loaded in, the bigger the gap. And I walked forward step by step, and finally approached the ferry in front of me.

From a close distance, this is just an ordinary ferry, stone-like, I stepped on the ground of the ferry, it was still very strong, and there was a stone pier erected on the stone of the ferry, which looked like it was used for ropes.

Isn't there still a boat on the Immortal River?

Actually, I think this idea is funny myself, it stands to reason that it is normal for there to be a river and a boat, but after all, what is in front of me is an immortal river, a branch of the Yellow Spring, a place where ghosts are thrown, who would row in such a place? Could it be that there is something in Eastern and Western mythology, and the so-called Hades really exist?

Speaking of which, the concept of Yellow Springs also exists abroad, such as the River Styx, the River of Hell and the like, anyway, the name is different, but the nature is the same. In contrast to this type of river, each river has a boatman who can cross people, row small boats, take the dead to cross the river, or ferry the living to the sky. Such a person is called a Hades Ferry Man......

Myths are always strikingly consistent, but compared to the existence of such beings as the Yellow Spring and the Immortal River, the Hades people seem to me to be much more absurd. Who will be full of food and have nothing to do to row on the Yellow Springs? Aren't you afraid of falling yourself? Besides, the dead man is poor and white, what money does he earn?

So I've always thought that this Hades Ferry is just a joke, but today I saw the Immortal River that I didn't believe existed before, which was an accident in itself, and the ferry built on the Immortal River made me start to shake in my heart, is there really the existence of the Hades Ferryman? Why else build a ferry? Hungry?

I stood on the ferry, and it was strange that none of the ghosts that surrounded me caught up, and they looked at me from afar, as if they were afraid of something, and made hideous and terrible expressions, but none of them dared to actually rush up and kill me.

What the hell are they waiting for? Or is it fear?

"Jingle bells, jingle bells......"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a bell suddenly sounded from the immortal river behind me, coming from a long distance, penetrating the layers of fog and falling into my ears. It was not only me who heard this voice but also the group of ghosts in front of me, but their actions next confirmed my thoughts even more convictionally.

When the bell rang, they began to retreat rapidly, scattering like frightened birds. I muttered under my breath, "What's going on?" Are you afraid of this? ”

Turning his head cautiously, a boat slowly approached the dark river behind him, safely approaching here between layers of fog and huge waves. It's not fast, but it's not too bumpy. I saw a man standing in a boat, dressed in a huge black cloak, holding a black penny in his hand, and as if the wind and waves could not affect him, he rowed in front of me and stopped at the ferry.

I didn't go up directly, but carefully observed him, I couldn't see his face, but I should be a man in terms of figure, with broad shoulders, and a different aura from a ghost wafting on his body, but even if I was calm, I couldn't tell that there was a yang fire burning on his shoulder.

I've heard of one thing, I don't know if it's true or not.

There are only three things in this world that have no yang fire except for ghosts, which do not include earth beasts and demons, one of which is the bodhisattva and the Buddha, because they have faded from the mortal body and become an immortal golden body. The second is that gods, especially gods like Cubus, who are worshipped by people, do not have yang fire. The third is an immortal, whose soul has already soared to the sky, so there is no yang fire blessing at all.