The boat rowed very slowly, without stirring up a trace of ripples on the surface of the water, and even the oars could not make the slightest change in the surface of the water, and a song of distant loneliness sounded from the sky, like a good girl:

Jiuqu Huangquan came from the sky

Hell opens

There is no other way to cross this spring

The bottomless boat crosses the remains of the dead

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At the end of the song, the wooden boat had arrived in front of me, and it was only then that I could see the appearance of the boat and the boatman, and after the first glance, my back became more and more wet. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

As the song just said, the wooden boat has no bottom, just floats on the water, and under the boat is a dark spring, and the boatman sits on it, with his back to me, "Come up" The old voice came, and when I hesitated, the boatman turned around, and his kind face was full of smiles.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and finally saw a normal person, and just as I was about to say hello, the old man had already turned around, "Come on," he repeated again with his back to me, and his voice seemed to be younger.

After a moment's hesitation, looking at the darkness in the distance, I stepped on it anyway. I was so shocked by the bottomlessness of the boat that I didn't notice that there was a fishing rod on the boat.

"Old man, what is this rod for?" Nothing that looks normal here is normal, and although I am a little wary of the old man in front of me, and I can't tell whether this is real or not, since I am already here, it is still necessary to know more about the situation.

"Fishing"

"But why don't you have a hook on it?" I have picked up the fishing rod, it is made of bamboo, the tail of the rod is smooth and shiny, it looks like someone often holds it for fishing, but there is no hook at the end of the transparent fishing line, is it Jiang Taigong who is fishing?

"If you fish, something will take the bait" This time the old man's voice was very loud and a lot thicker.

"Fishing here?"

"Can't be caught anywhere else"

Seeing that the old man was speaking mysteriously, I gradually lost interest, so I put the fishing line into the water, and the old man kept shaking the boat, and his body was straight.

"Old man, you say, is this really the Yellow Spring? The big hall in front is really the Qin Guang Palace, and the king of Hades lives in it? ”

"Hehe, young man, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, I'm just a ferryman" This time, the old man's voice was obviously a lot younger, I was startled, and subconsciously asked: "Old man, how did your voice become so young?" ”

The old man's back was obviously straightened again, and he smiled inexplicably at his back to me, which made me a little panicked, "It's the first time I've seen a ghost who talks so much, hehe, do you know what my name is?" ”

Am I a ghost? I was shocked, I wanted to refute, but I was afraid of some unexpected consequences, so I had to reply, "The old man is Meng Po"

"Haha," the old man laughed out loud this time, "Meng Po is not here, but you will always see her." My name, there are more than a dozen."

"So many, you can just say a few old people and take a look" I think this old man is really interesting, there are so many names, I can't help but be curious.

When the old man heard this, his body straightened up, and his clothes tightened, "I think about it, it's been too long and I can't remember it clearly, oh, by the way, there is a hanging hair, and a total horn, as well as a weak crown, erli, destiny, and old age." When you first saw me just now, I should have been called an old man, and now, you should call me not confused" The old man's voice was even younger.

"Huh, hooked?" The old man turned his head and showed a face in his forties, which was completely different from the first time I saw it, and I was horrified at the moment, "You, you, how did you suddenly become so young" I raised my trembling fingers and pointed at him.

"It's all become ghosts, and it's still such a fuss" The middle-aged man smiled a little incomprehensibly, and continued: "It's been so many years since I ferried, and it's the first time I've seen a ghost like you making a fuss like you, and you've caught something, and you don't pick it up, be careful and run away for him for a while."

I actually caught something! I originally thought that there would be living creatures in the Yellow Spring, and besides, there was no fishing rod or even a hook, so how could any fish be hooked?

The rod was almost stretched into a full moon, and the yellow spring water was tumbling upwards and shaking violently at the bottom, and I almost fell when I stepped on the bottom beam, but fortunately I caught the side of the boat in time. Seeing this, the old man, who is now middle-aged, reminded: "Young man, don't let go", and did not say the specific reason, but I didn't dare to let go easily, and pulled the fishing rod tighter, and the rod seemed to break at any time.

After a lot of effort, the fish finally stopped struggling, then I pulled hard, the fish broke out of the water, I stretched out my hand, the fish entered my arms, but I did not feel any traces of water on his body, I was startled, looked down, but almost threw him down, but was stopped by the middle-aged ferryman.

Where is this fish, it's clearly me! It's just that the whole body is pitch black, there is no weight, just like my reflection in the yellow spring water just now, with a smile between the corners of my mouth, I looked at me stunned, the strange atmosphere lasted for a long time, I hugged "me", threw it is not, not throw it is not, and finally have to ask the ferryman for help.

"And stand?" In just a few minutes, the ferryman was much younger again, looking only in his thirties.

"Well, the young man is quite clever" The ferryman nodded with satisfaction, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at this smile on it, I suddenly had a familiar feeling, but I was not ready to trace it back to the source now, and I was not in the mood to pay attention to his approval, so I asked urgently: "What is this?" Why is there another me?"

And Li squinted and shook his head, looking unfathomable, I thought he must know everything, but I didn't expect him to say slowly: "I don't know what this is" This sentence almost choked me to death, I don't know that he even pretended to be a master, it is simply a magic stick.

"All I know is that he's a recipe for Meng Po soup," he finally got to the point.

"What? "I almost thought he was joking, but looking at his serious face, I didn't feel like he was lying.

After "I" was held in my arms, there was no movement, but the smile never went away, and my eyes kept turning with my eyes, which still made me a little panicked, but I didn't dare to throw him down, because the ferryman just said that once he was lost, he would not be able to make Meng Po soup, and even if he had done many good deeds in his previous life, he could only stay in the underworld forever as a little ghost.

Even if all this is fake, of course I don't want to do this, so I can only hold "me" motionlessly.

Finally, the ferryman put me ashore, and when I got off the boat, the ferryman shouted crisply, "Big brother, that thing can be compressed, you can rub it into your trouser pocket."

The ferryman's clothes were already too big by this time, and he became a drooping child, and slowly rowed to the place where he came, and in the air I saw him become an old man again, and a breeze blew, which was unexpectedly cool, and even my feet were cool.