Han Cang stood at the stern of the boat, seeing that those black armor rode faster than when they came, without delay, he lightly supported the strong waist and hip of the fire with one hand, and the other hand grabbed the burden on his shoulders, but his heart was extremely sad, the demon soldiers chased here, probably from now on he and his eldest brother Chen Long will never see each other again, as soon as he thought of this, the hot tears in his eyes gushed out uncontrollably, at this moment, he suddenly felt the force on his shoulder, Han Cang roared violently in horror, turned around, and stared at the skeleton of the bow pole like a frightened tiger, but the ghost envoy didn't even hear Han Cang even say two words before, which caused him to be alert。

"Hahaha...... Don't be surprised, even the demon soldiers can't catch up with you now. There was no expression on the white bones of the skeleton, and the voice was even colder, looking at the mandible opening, Han Cang's back was as cool as an electric shock, such a cold night, such a scene, but anyone who looked back and saw this skeleton wrapped in a black robe, I am afraid it would be difficult not to be shocked.

"What are you going to do?" Han Cang's teeth trembled a little, the earth-shattering roar just now was unintentional, and now he may not be able to roar again, but even if he desperately wants to protect the burden on his shoulders.

The ghost made the pole in his hand keep swaying and dragging in the water, the bottomless boat swayed like a fish and floated quickly into the distance, the fire was startled by Han Cang's roar, and he also raised his head and hissed to the sky, but it did not get out of the beast form, even if it had some wisdom, but at this time it swung its body uneasily, and the whole boat was occupied by it, and as soon as the body moved, the boat swayed with it.

"Don't move that beast!" The ghost made the pole in his hand a horizontal, Han Cang saw clearly, the rod was not less than four feet left and right, the middle was close to the mouth of the bowl, but the two ends were as flat as oars, but in the hands of the ghost envoy, he only held the pole horizontally, and he had regained control of the boat, letting the fire shake its head and tail, pedaling and twisting, the boat was as steady as a rock, and stopped on the river, Han Cang hurriedly stroked the back of the neck of the Liaoyuan Fire, and kept whispering in his mouth, and the Liaoyuan Fire stabilized.

The ghost envoy poked the pole into the water again, his hollow eye sockets were facing Han Cang, and two white gases came out of his nostrils, "Don't panic guests, have you ever heard that 'on the Baiyun River, Tong Su is not bullied'? ”

Han Cang's heart was a little more stable when he heard this, he had heard some rumors about the ghost envoy of the Baiyun River, otherwise he would not have dared to step on the ferry so rashly before, but he didn't know that his luck was really bad, the ghost envoy in front of him was the most demanding one, but at this time he didn't have to worry about the burden on his back, if the ghost envoy just hit his idea, as long as the boat capsized, he would have no way at all.

The mood calmed down slightly, Han Cang thought of Chen Long again, remembered the eight hundred demon horses, and the fatigue of not closing his eyes for several days hit him, so that he finally couldn't support it, his body tilted down, and leaned on the crotch of Liaoyuan Huo, Liaoyuan Huo quietly lay down, and Han Cang lay down on the boat in a groggy state.

Halfway through, the boat had already crossed the center of the river, and it seemed that it would be able to cross the Baiyun River in three or two hours. The night was as cool as water, at this time on the Baiyun River, under the bleak moonlight, the ghosts were heavy, the wind was shivering, Han Cang suddenly had a cold war, and before he knew it, he slept for a long time, and suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that the fire beside him was also lying on the boat, and his eyes were closed. Han Cang got up quietly, and saw a ghost figure with teeth and claws, covered in blood and a bleak face floating in, which frightened him and dodged quickly, but the ghost seemed to be a little unwilling to float past him, only to find that the speed of the boat was already extremely fast, no wonder it could swim across the Baiyun River for eight hundred miles in the middle of the night.

Standing at the stern of the boat, Han Cangyun looked around, only the quiet Baiyun River flowed slowly, except for the ghost shadow floating on the river surface, he could no longer see any scene, and the ghost at the bow of the boat made his arms rocker like an oar, and the boat flew forward, Han Cang suddenly frowned slightly, and then looked carefully, but felt that something was wrong, the ordinary boats were all in the stern, why did this ghost envoy not only stand on the bow of the boat, but the boat was still moving forward?

"Are you ......" Han Cang had the heart to ask, but he felt that it was too troublesome, so he simply stopped his mouth and watched the ghost make the boat. Before I knew it, the time had passed, the stars had darkened, and the ghost envoy suddenly said: "This is more than 100 miles ahead of the shore, and the guests can get off the boat in less than an hour. ”

Han Cang naturally didn't have any objections, so he nodded, but he remembered in his heart that the fare was paid for Shouyuan, and he didn't know how to do it, so he looked at the ghost envoy, and the ghost envoy saw that Han Cang agreed, holding the pole with one hand, but the other hand changed the seal, and suddenly there was an extra book in the palm of his hand, and the pages of the book kept turning over by himself, and he whined and recited a few words of incantation, and then said slowly: "Guest Han Cang, enjoy sixty-one years of life, three months and seven days......

Han Cang suddenly felt depressed when he heard this, he couldn't imagine that he was so short-lived, and he pinched his fingers and calculated that it was only after his fifty-first birthday, and he listened to the ghost envoy continue: "Cross the river for eight hundred miles, and pay for the boat for ten years!"

"Huh?" Han Cang's face suddenly changed slightly, only these eight hundred miles of Baiyun River, he actually had to pay for the boat for ten years, this ...... Could it be that the ghost envoy in front of him is still trying to carry the burden on his back?" "Lord Ghost Envoy, are you mistaken?"

The skeleton was expressionless, still plucking the pole with one hand, and the sinister laughter was sharp and piercing, Han Cang suddenly felt that the ghost envoy in front of him was clearly the god of death, and he knew that he should live and die with his eldest brother, and not let this burden fall into the hands of the cunning people.

"If the guest has any doubts, I will check it again!" The ghost made the pages in his palm turn like a windmill, "The guest Han Cang was born on the third day of the seventh month of the Bingwu year, and died on the tenth day of the tenth month of the tenth month of the year of Ding Wei, and lived for sixty-one years and seven days in March. Gai was caused by digging graves and digging graves, damaging yin and yang, and reducing his life expectancy for 36 years, but he died without illness with loyalty, righteousness and generosity. ”

Han Cang made a calculation in his heart, Fang Zhi misunderstood the ghost envoy, and finally smiled bitterly, "Okay, it seems that it is the will of heaven." "As long as he crosses the Baiyun River, he thinks he can rush to Tianjing Mountain within a month with the foot power of the fire, and now the eldest brother has probably died at the hands of the demon soldiers, and the appointment of Shajia Town is not good, as long as the burden is handed over to Tianjing Mountain, if the eldest brother is still alive, he is not discredited, if he has already died, he just happens to be the companion of the same company, how many years of Yangshou is not the same? ”

The ghost envoy calculated again, it is now the sixth day of the ninth month of the year of Ding You, if the ship fare is paid, the longevity of this Han Cang can only be a month, so he persuaded: "The guest really doesn't pay the ship with something outside his body?"

Han Cang took a deep breath and shook his head, "The ghost envoy must know its origin if he has this idea, Han Mou did not hesitate to lose thirty-six years of his life due to tomb robbery, not to mention the past ten years? ”

The ghost envoy sighed, "This thing is extraordinary, and it can't be said to cause catastrophe on the guest, so it's better to leave it to the envoy to dispose of......"

Han Cang sneered and shook his head more firmly: "If the ghost envoy uses force, just make a move, Han Mou has already made up his mind, otherwise there is no need to persuade again!"

"In this case, the guest's fare will be sent for the time being, and if there is any regret before leaving the ship, I can still be accommodating. The envoy sighed and said no more.

Han Cang was also silent when he heard this, but the thoughts in his heart became more and more firm, secretly calculating that after crossing the Baiyun River, he only had one month of Yangshou left, and he had to rush to Tianjing Mountain non-stop.

When the ugly time was approaching, Han Cang could already see the shore when he stood on the boat, and the speed of the ghost envoy ferry also slowed down, seeing that it was just a stone's throw away, the ghost envoy stopped the pole and asked Han Cang, Han Cang was determined not to change, and the ghost envoy was also helpless, never had to be strong on the Baiyun River, who dared to break the rules? I had to draw off Han Cang's ten-year life, and let him lead the fire to get off the boat.

Looking at the back of Han Cang's departure, the skeleton ghost made him stand as if he were a plastic, and after a long time, he shook his head and sighed: "The demon clan has lost its holy relics, how can it be willing to give up, ignorant mortals, and it is not yet known that the catastrophe is coming." ”

......

Han Cang got off the ferry, urged the fire to open the prairie fire, and galloped all the way to the southeast, running non-stop for three days and two nights, until people were sleepy and tired, and seeing that the night was going to fall again, he planned to find a clean place to rest for a night, and he would hurry again tomorrow, and he knew that his life was less than a month, so he was calculating the path along the way, looking for a shortcut, and did not go to Shajia Town, but hoped to rush to Tianjing Mountain one day earlier, even if Chen Long could really survive, he would not see himself in the future, and he would go to Tianjing Mountain to find it.

Climbing up a bare hill, Han Cang looked forward, and the plain below the mountain was brightly lit, shining like day, and even the stars in the sky looked dim. "Drive!" Han Cang gently patted the back crotch of the original fire, there was a village in front of him, and he happened to stay there. The fire of the prairie rushed like a fly, and it went down the mountain like a fiery red meteor. Han Cang felt more and more that the scene in front of him was not right, and he saw clearly when he was more than ten miles apart that it was not a light at all, it was clearly a fire, and the fire had started in eight or nine places, and it seemed that it could not be controlled. Han Cang's eyebrows frowned slightly, wondering in his heart, how could there be more than a dozen fires in such a large village at the same time?

"Drive!" Han Cang knew that this plain was the only way for him to go to Tianjing Mountain, if he wanted to bypass, at least two more days to walk, so he urged the horse to rush forward, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived outside the village, only to hear people shouting and neighing, the noise was endless, and the fire was swaying, not only did not see anyone fighting the fire, but they all fled in embarrassment, many people ran to the entrance of the village, saw Han Cang riding a monster, and turned back in horror.

Han Cangzheng felt strange, and three people and three horsemen jumped out from the opposite Hokage, and the swords and guns in their hands danced wildly, cutting down half of the dozens of villagers who fled in embarrassment like chopping melons and vegetables, and urged the horses forward, ready to kill them all. The bandits behind were like wolves and tigers, and seeing that Han Cang had no weapons in hand, those villagers had the courage to run over to Han Cang's side.

There were several women in the fleeing villagers, one of whom was holding a baby in his arms, it seemed that he had just been born, but he did not cry or make a fuss, the woman fled with him in his arms, and he saw that he was trying his best, but his feet were like garlic, and he staggered, and the three evil bandits laughed wildly, urging the mount to chase him, and the woman with the baby in his arms had fallen behind.

The spear-wielding bandit obviously did not want to kill the woman, and the tip of the spear shook and pointed at the woman's left leg, and the blood flowed profusely, and the thief was fast, only to see his wrist flip, and the spear pierced the woman's left leg, and drew an arc to pick up the baby in her arms.

"Give me back my child!" the woman collapsed to the ground unwillingly, her left leg was blurred with blood, and she let out a desperate cry, only to see the bandit picking at her child's swaddling clothes, laughing obscenely, "Release my child, if you want to kill you, kill me!"