As the bell rang, the four Zhuang Ming looked at the calm water in front of them, refusing to let go of the slightest strange situation.

"There's movement on the water. ”

Zhou Yun looked at the water surface on the shore in front of him and suddenly set off waves, and the waves were constantly rippling in circles, and the calm contrast of the entire lake surface was particularly conspicuous.

At this time, Lian Xiao seemed to remember something, she took out a necklace from her arms and put it around her neck, just glanced at it, and hung it around her neck with some disgust, she carefully hid the beads in the necklace into her clothes.

"Get ready, and don't forget to bring the beads. ”

Zhao Xue'er also took out the necklace when she heard this, she looked at the beads worn in the rope, her face turned pale, but in the end it was still hung around her neck, like a smile, carefully hidden in her clothes.

This bead was given by Yeqiu, saying that as long as the bead is worn, the 'people' in the corpse puppet country will think that they are also of the same kind and will not attack them. Of course, this bead should not be shown to those 'people', otherwise they will attack them incessantly.

The reason why it is offensive is because this bead is refined from the eyes of the corpse puppet.

Although everyone is not unseen in blood, it is still uncomfortable to carry the parts of a 90,000-year-old corpse.

Everyone put on the necklace and looked at the shore with all their attention.

A whirlpool appeared on the surface of the water on the shore, and bubbles kept gushing upward, and there seemed to be something trying to get out.

Zhou Yun and Lian Xiao watched and took out their weapons, although this thing is the Huangquan ferry that Yeqiu said, but this underwater is too mysterious, and there is a vague feeling that there are creatures spying on them, which makes people have to be careful.

The water surface is changing more and more violently, the whirlpools are getting deeper, and the bubbles are gushing out of the water faster. What's even more unusual is that the lake in front of you actually has a thick fog, this thick fog is very fast, but in a moment, the water surface is completely hidden below, at a glance, it seems to be in the clouds.

At this moment, above the dense fog on the shore, a small ferry port composed entirely of black wooden rafts suddenly jumped out of the dense fog and appeared in front of the four people, and two huge stone sculptures with ghost-faced lion bodies squatted on the shore, as if guarding this small ferry.

Everything happened too fast, and the strange changes made the four of them dignified.

Everything in the Corpse Puppet Country may be very different from the world today. If they want to save their lives, they must show 12 points of caution, this is not a joke, every move is linked to life.

The corpse puppet country on the opposite side had become ethereal, and the thick fog gradually obscured the huge city in front of him, only the tall giant tower still shimmered. The imperial carvings on the giant tower are even more mysterious, like real and illusory.

Zhuang Ming looked at the changes in front of him, but his heart began to be a little irritable, Yeqiu said that the lake in front of him is called the River Styx, and the ferry is called Huangquan Ferry, these names feel familiar, but they are extremely unfamiliar. These titles are too far-fetched and far from the stories in Chinese legends. It seems that it is just a trend of inflammation and a strong paste, but it just takes such a name.

But the more this is the case, the more Zhuang Ming's heart is like a hundred claws scratching his heart.

The zombies in the corpse puppet country win the hook, and the 'Styx' and 'Yellow Springs Ferry' in front of you. It seems that this corpse puppet country is inextricably linked to ancient China, but it seems to have nothing to do with it.

Like a huge mystery, it haunts Zhuang Ming's mind and is difficult to solve. It made him feel anxious, he always felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that since he left Shanghe Village, he had encountered too many coincidences. But everything was seamless, making him impeccable.

The clouds and mist deepened, but something was revealed, and the jade face was half covered.

Zhuang Ming suddenly had a spirit, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the thick fog and said, "Look, is that a ferryman!"

The other three looked into the thick fog when they heard this, and sure enough, a small boat slowly sailed out of the fog. A figure dressed in a cloak and a hat stood at the stern of the boat, holding a bamboo wormwood in his hand, driving a small boat on the lake full of thick fog. Like an immortal from heaven.

The boat quickly stopped at the ferry, and the ferryman just stood at the stern of the boat, looking in the direction of the corpse puppet country, and it seemed that he had never seen the four of them.

Zhou Yun glanced at the strange figure and said, "What's the matter, can't you get on?"

"Come on, I'm going to have to wait a day now. ”

The four of them cautiously walked towards the ferry, and when they saw that the ferryman still did not exist as if they were not there, they cautiously stepped onto the boat.

The ship was not large, there was just enough room for four people in the cabin, but there was a lot of space left in the bow and stern.

The four of them didn't have any extraneous branches, and getting on the boat was equivalent to handing it over to the ferryman, and there was nothing to say, so they had to sit honestly in the cabin, and could only pray that Yeqiu would be more reliable.

"Shhh

Zhou Yun suddenly gasped.

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhuang Minglianxiao and Zhao Xue'er looked in the direction of Zhou Yun's gaze, and they were all taken aback.

On the stern of the boat, the ferryman had turned around at some point, and seemed to look at the cabin intentionally or unintentionally, he was wearing a sackcloth with a coat on the outside, and a hat on his head, but the horror was that there was no face under the hat, instead of a face skeleton.

The position of the eyes on this face bone is surprisingly deep, like two whirlpools, looking at the four people in the cabin, it makes people feel creepy.

The ferryman looked at the four of them for a moment, so that they were all on alert, and there were faint drops of sweat, and after a while, he turned his head. He gently propped up the bamboo artemisia, and the boat slowly moved forward.

Just as all four of them breathed a sigh of relief, a fluctuating, but like a bone rubbing sound, came from him.

"I have been ferrying this Huangquan Road for 90,000 years, and I have not crossed a single person for 90,000 years. If the four of you come on the ship today, can you stop me from suffering for 90,000 years?"

The four of Zhuang Ming were stunned when they heard this, Ye Qiu Ke never reminded them that this ferryman would ask questions. For a while, the four Zhuang Ming were silent.

This ferryman has been ferrying for 90,000 years on this 'River Styx' where there is no human at all, and under this obsession, there may be a manic heart hidden.

If you say the wrong thing, maybe one of the four people on the boat will be accidentally thrown into the water by the ferryman.

Zhuang Ming and Zhou Yun have long seen that the strength of this so-called ferryman is also amazing, anyway, they can't see the depth of the other party.

After a while, seeing that the atmosphere was a little weird, and the boat also stopped, Zhuang Ming said stubbornly, "Senior, we will do our best." ”

As soon as Zhuang Ming's words fell, the ferryman turned around again, and a pair of empty 'eyes' stared at him, and under this glance, Zhuang Ming had some kind of illusion, he felt that everything in heaven and earth had withered. The avenue is declining, all beings are dying, and everything is despair.

His whole heart was in a state of utter sorrow. He felt that his parents, wives and children, children, relatives and friends who were far away on Earth had completely cut off contact with him from the depths of his soul. His desires, everything about him also began to disappear.

Until even his heart began to die, and the whole world began to turn extremely white.

Vitality is exhausted.

At that moment, a butterfly flew out of his pupils, she fanned her wings, and the white world re-painted with a thousand colors, his affections, his preferences, all his possessions.

It's all coming alive again.

Zhuang Ming saw everything again, the ferryman turned his head, and at that moment, a light flashed in his 'eyes' that did not exist.

"Do your best...... Do all in one's power. ”

The ferryman muttered softly, as if sighing.

He propped up the boat and headed for the Corpse Golem Country.