The tumbling river, the hazy sky, the air was filled with the smell of death, and the eyes were full of confused doubts, "Where is this?" My soft words echoed in the air, the oppressive unknown space, the desolation under the eyes of the eyes, the whole world seemed to have only the sound of the eternal and unchanging river.

Stepping on the delicate sand, looking at the tumbling river, "This is the world of crossing the people?" I was puzzled again, but unfortunately no creature could answer my question, "Ding Dong" A stone fell into the tumbling river, splashing a small splash, I withdrew the hand that threw the stone, stroked my chin and thought, recalling that before I was still in the battlefield of all races, feeling that the world was "ancient fierce ape" Ruined Miè's momentum, just when I wanted to continue to pay attention to the development of things, my body suddenly disappeared, and when I reacted, I appeared in this strange place, "It's like that bloody purgatory, even if I spent a hundred years in it, I still haven't figured it out, it's just a dream, but why is it immersive" In my heart, I thought of the dream life of the "Papua" tribe who had been a hundred years old, "Well, I remember that the big black cauldron seemed to have disappeared with it" I suddenly remembered, but unfortunately when I appeared in this unknown world, I looked around, except for Sha Shuo, there was not even a single grass, "Huh" I touched my body, and suddenly found that everything was there, "Hum" The broken knife was summoned from the sea of knowledge, but it was the appearance of the blood lotus, and it did not become the appearance of the broken knife, "boom" and with the appearance of the blood lotus, the original gushing and tumbling river. It's like you've been immobilized. Under my shocked gaze. Instantly calmed down, and the reverberating roar of the river, like a duck pinched by the neck, was silent and eerie for a while, suffocating.

"Jingle bell" A crisp wind chime suddenly sounded from my arms, which made me startled, and I quickly reached into my arms and touched it, "Santai?" When my hand was taken out of my arms. There is a string of wind chimes in the palm of my hand, three stone bells, which are strung together by a netherworld mana line, to be precise, the three stones extend a line and are connected together, "boom" Just when I looked at the three bells in my hand, suddenly my ears exploded again, making me almost throw the stone bells in my hand into the river, and hurriedly looked up to see what happened, with a trace of uneasiness in my heart. "Whew" but then the heart was raised, and suddenly when he exhaled. I put it down, because it was the blood lotus that made such a big movement, and I saw the blood lotus slam on the silent river, and the "click" sound followed, but then something happened that stunned me. Countless blood lotuses seem to have sprung up after a rain, constantly growing out of the river, spreading on the surface of this river that is not a little wide, "boom", "roar" suddenly from the lotus heart of the blood lotus, a white bone manifested out, endless roaring, with unwillingness, resentment and confusion, just stood and looked in my direction, as if waiting for me, at this moment my heart jumped out nervously.

The three stone bells on the palm of the "jingle bell" sounded softly, and a huge black shadow "bang-la-la" separated the dense blood lotus that did not know the end, and rushed straight to the place where I was with an obscure and strange momentum, "roar" Suddenly all the corpses and white bones standing on the lotus heart knelt down against the huge black shadow, the scene was magnificent but more weird, "this is, this is" Seeing the huge black shadow reveal its true face roar, I fell into a daze again, and the corners of my mouth kept screaming, "Jingle Bell" in the hand of "Santai." Shi Ling, suddenly disappeared in the palm of my hand, and appeared on the front edge of the big black cauldron in the next second, "squeak" looked at the huge big black cauldron that stopped in front of me, and even I was speechless for a while, "Who can tell me what the hell is going on, and what do I need to do" I suddenly shouted loudly, venting the confusion and uneasiness in my heart.

Standing on the big black pot boat, floating without knowing the purpose, looking at the blood lotus around me as if I had seen the corpses and white bones of the gods, my expression was inexplicably sad, "Alas, it's a pity that I can't surpass you, it would be nice if the fat man was there" I suddenly thought of Jiang Feiyu, the fat man who was the "Buddha" of Buddhism, and his expression was gloomy again, "Boom" marched in the endless blood lotus, feeling the breath of despair and hope intertwined with the corpse and white bones," Thousands of years drunk, 10,000 years of awakening, worry-free boat ferry, red dust dream, dust buried, take a boat across the river to forget the worries, life parting, death parting, a dream of forgetting the river" I suddenly remembered that in the "crossing the world", the mysterious ferryman sang the ferry ballad, and sang it unconsciously for a while.

"Could it be that I am going to be this ferryman?" I suddenly remembered Meng Po's previous words, "Walking on the edge of life and death, leading all beings out of confusion", and then I smiled bitterly, "What can I do to save and lead you to a new life" I shook my head with a wry smile, even if there are many people in the sea of gods who have the knowledge of remnant souls, there is no way to deal with this kind of thing now. And as my words fell, something unexpected happened to me, "Are you the one who came to take over my shift?" I suddenly remembered an old voice behind me, "Giggles" I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, my teeth kept trembling, and my body twisted stiffly, only to see a black-robed figure with only the legendary zài, standing silently behind me, "Are you the god of death?" My tone was full of uncertain words, just because the figure that suddenly appeared was really the legendary "god of death" It's too similar, slender figure, shabby and leaky black robe, under the hood is a looming orange-red soul, a skeleton lantern is burning with a faint green flame at this time, and a roar comes from the flames, it is rumored that these flames are those fierce spirits in troubled times, who are not subject to the control of the god of death and are harvested by the scythe of death, and are also the guiding lights that guide the souls of the dead who have nowhere to return, and the eyes are from the guiding lamp, along a divine chain to a huge scythe, on which there are still bright red blood stains on the sickle, suddenly the body shuddered, and I immediately said cautiously"I'm just passing through here, I don't know if you're the Grim Reaper?", "Poof" The black shadow suddenly swung a scythe that was a little higher than him, and in an instant the sharp scythe blade was on my neck, and the hairs stood up in an instant at this moment, and for a while there was only the sound of the big black cauldron boat rowing the river.

"It is impossible for the living to appear in the Forgotten Realm, and," the black shadow like a god of death, the hoarse voice said this, the tone was obvious, and after a pause, he said again, "And this blood lotus, as well as this ferry boat and the pacification bell, I am waiting for you to take over", "I am not dead" As the words of the black shadow fell, I suddenly defended, and at the same time, my heart was secretly frightened, "Is the Forgotten Realm? Abide by the ancient contract, when the immortal living come, the blood lotus is covered with the sinking sea, and the bell that guides the dead soul rings through the heavens and the earth, a new round of alternation begins" The black shadow ignored my defense, lifted the leading lamp with his right hand, raised the death scythe with his left hand, and prayed to the void, "brushing" The cold light flashed, and a small opening appeared on my face, "You" I suddenly looked at the black shadow with angry eyes, but I still didn't dare to make a move, I saw a drop of earthy yellow liquid flashing on the tip of the sickle, and the scythe blade rolled down to the connecting lamp, "boom" A dark green flame rose straight into the void, accompanied by the words of the black shadow, the entire "Forgotten Realm" vibrate, and the endless white light words rose from the corpses and white bones, and finally condensed into a piece of white bone paper, "brush" The black shadow will be in his hand, the sickle in his hand≡, the scythe, the squid

"Can I say no?" I said with a solemn face, "brushing" a cold flash.

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