(2-in-1 chapter)

The last time I crossed the Liangjie Mountain from the foot of the mountain, there was a lush green under the foot of the mountain, and Meng Wei thought that this was an ordinary mountain, and there was nothing special about it.

Overlooking from the sky this time, this mountain is quite mysterious, half of the mountain is full of vitality, towering ancient trees stand tall, the mountain peaks are straight into the sky, there is a terrace on the top of the mountain, four or five immortal sects stand in a forest, it seems to be a scene of the blessed land of the immortal family, this is Jieyang Mountain.

And the other half, from the mountainside part upwards, not a single inch of grass, strange rocks, crows in the valley wantonly rejoicing, bursts of yin air permeating it, the vast gap seems to be a mass grave, dilapidated tombstones and grave bags occupy the mainstream of the mountain scenery.

I don't know what kind of person can bury the ancestral grave in such a place, Rao is Meng Wei, who doesn't understand feng shui, can also see that this is not an auspicious place, it doesn't look like an evil sect that raises corpses.

There is a cave with a faint green halo on the mountainside, and I think this is the Huangquan Cave that was guided by the ancestor of Fuxi last time.

Meng Wei was a little drumming in his heart, Houtu was the god of the central earth, and the good immortal family next to him didn't live in it, how could he choose such a ghostly place as his territory.

After hovering for a while, Meng Wei cautiously landed outside the Huangquan Cave, clasped his hands on his chest, gently rubbed his chin, and used the beast perception to keep stepping and then retracting, after repeating it several times, the danger omen was not stimulated, and then said to Peng Bird who was combing his feathers.

"Brother Peng, you can go to the side of Jieyang Mountain to wait for me, if you don't see me out on the fifteenth, you will return to Mengcheng once, and you must inform Jizo of my whereabouts, so as not to worry about the teacher."

"Oh, by the way, talk to Wei Hu too, so as not to get in the way of my Yuan Shi teacher!"

Peng Bird had a black line on his head, and replied viciously: "Call me Brother Peng, I am a thousand years older than you!" ”

"Also, how many saint teachers are there?"

"Oh, in fact, there are not many, Yuan Shi Tianzun, the Daoist, and the Fuxi Ancestor are all my teachers, strictly speaking, the Suiren Ancestor, the Emperor Zhuan, the Candle Dragon and the Kunpeng Venerables, the Gonggong Clan, the Zhurong Clan, the Dayu and the Dayi Clan, etc., are also my elders."

Peng Niao rolled his eyes, he didn't bother to listen to Meng Wei boasting here, and flew directly to Jieyang Mountain.

"You should say that all the saints and Venerables are your masters, and all the ancestors are your direct ancestors, isn't this more powerful? I can blow better than me, call me brother and play with me! ”

Sometimes he is brave and fearless, but sometimes his partner is a little outrageous, isn't it just a cave with a heavy yin qi, what's the big deal, is it possible that there can still be saints and venerable beings in it?

Meng Wei blinked: "You're right, they are really my ancestors!" ”

Hearing this, Peng Niao flew faster, and left without looking back.

After a period of frolicking and fighting, Meng Wei was also in a tight position, and took out the golden stick that was designed to overcome evil spirits and walked towards the cave, the beast sensed that it was at full power, and the long stick in his hand explored the way, constantly guarding against unknown dangers.

In every horror movie, there is a supporting character who is not afraid of death and has a big heart, knowing that there is danger but not believing in evil, at this moment, Meng Wei feels that he is no different from that kind of person, if he doesn't touch his hand, he can feel that the pair has not yet grown, but has begun to appear magnificent horns, he will not stay in Donglu territory, come here to play a big adventure.

As an atheist came to this world full of immortals, from the beginning he expected that this was not a world of immortals and gods, and now he gradually began to believe in those who pay attention to metaphysics.

In his previous life, he has always believed in a sentence, don't earn money other than he knows, and now this is also applicable, try not to do risky things that you don't understand, there is only one life, if you are not careful, he will only have to go to Lingshan to be a Laoshizi Dongfang Furulai This path can be chosen.

As soon as he stepped into the cave, Meng Wei felt a call from the bottom of his heart, exactly the same as when he passed by the foot of the mountain, and the closer he got to this place, the stronger the longing in his heart.

At a distance of 100 meters, the crampedness of the cave suddenly disappeared, and it suddenly became clear in front of me that this link was not inside the mountain at all, but more like opening up a small world independently.

There is gray fog all around, only the road under your feet is clearly visible, dozens of steps back, a gravel avenue in front of the figure is sufficient, Meng Wei's scalp is numb, those figures are all dressed in plain robes, occasionally you can see one or two men and women in gorgeous clothes who are different from other figures, the upper body is gray, the lower body is a faint wandering spirit, the whole person seems to be floating.

As they approached, the ownerless spirits looked blank and just followed their instincts and walked forward in two queues, following the guidance of the underworld.

In front of the road, there is a dusty, invisible guide wooden sign, Meng Wei guarded against the endless wandering spirits, tiptoed to the wooden sign, gently wiped the dust on it, the book is: Huangquan Road!

"This time into the Yellow Spring, there is no return in this life!"

"Fuxi Ancestor, you really pointed me out a clear path, I haven't been to the West Heaven Elysium, I have never returned to the West, but you pointed me directly to the Yellow Spring, what else can I do? Nai He Bridge, Meng Po Soup, Eighteen Layers of Hell? I don't understand why Houtu chose such a place as a dojo, is it true that it is the same as some plots, the god of the central earth, to do something big about reincarnation? . ”

Looking at the deep and endless Huangquan Road, Meng Wei continued to go deeper, and saw more wandering spirits along the way, and the vigilance in his heart was relaxed a little, but it was just a group of poor people who stepped into the ruins, and occasionally he could see some generals in battle armor and full of evil spirits, these souls were more intelligent than ordinary spirits, and when Meng Wei passed by, he would turn his head to look over.

There are even many armor soldiers dressed in white armor and green armor who are no different from ordinary people, and they usually walk forward in silence, and when Meng Wei turns around and sees each other, they will stop and bow slightly to show their reverence.

Those in white armor are Dashang warriors, and those in green armor are Donglu warriors.

"Alas!"

Meng Wei didn't know what kind of emotions to use to face them, there was no soul scattered, and he could still enter reincarnation, so it shouldn't be a bad thing.

I can only hope that we can really see reincarnation in front of them, and give these heroic warriors the opportunity to reincarnate and regain their lives, and when they go to the next life, I hope that there will be no war, no famine, and a happy and healthy life!

I don't know how long I walked, until I came to a large blood-yellow river with no other bank in sight, the gentle water flowed from the northeast to the southwest, and the bank was covered with red long-whiskered flowers.

Meng Wei remembered that Lethe River was the dividing line, separating Hades and Huangquan Road, whether the Lechuan water was poisonous or not, he didn't want to try it at all, the blood-yellow water flow looked abnormal, and there was an indescribable feeling of nausea, like a hypertrophic abscess.

Seeing pus and blood, he couldn't help but think of the little soldier with an abscess on his arm in the Yuncheng camp in the past, and he didn't know how he was doing now, whether he was brave in battle.

Countless wandering spirits gathered here, and no one to direct them, as if instinctively, knowing that this deep pool was unfathomable and could not be easily dangerous, and some vicious wandering spirits were like fierce ghosts, constantly wandering by the Lethe River, floating restlessly.

It wasn't until these ghosts were infected by the red flower mist that their eyes quieted down, and then they walked into the Lethe River step by step, sank to the bottom of the water, and never saw them again.

Meng Wei also smelled a faint fragrance of flowers, there was a fragrance similar to gardenias, as soon as he entered his nose, he activated his physique that was invincible to all poisons, and he understood the toxicity of this flower in his heart, which is not fatal, but it can make people fall into a boundless illusion and find it difficult to extricate themselves.

The symptoms are obvious, that is, it is like eating the wrong mushroom, and this aroma can make the living person, even from the soul level, produce a hallucinogenic state of poisoning, and then walk into the Lethe River, self-"destruction".

Thanks to the eared rat brothers for sending a hundred poisons, there are still many strange beasts in the mountains and seas, I miss them.

"In other words, shouldn't there be a bridge over Lethe? However, there should also be a kind grandmother Meng Po on the bridge, who is responsible for sending the last bowl of Meng Po soup to the deceased who forgets the troubles and sorrows of the world. Why didn't you see the bridge, and Meng Po didn't see it? ”

Meng Wei looked left and right, in addition to a pool of blood, it was still a pool of blood, and there was no trace of the bridge.

At this moment, there was a "creaking" and "squeaking" circular ferry sound on the Lethe River, and a small wooden boat like a fishing boat staggered over the Lethe River, and an old man dressed in a robe, whose face could not be seen clearly, docked the boat unhurriedly.

Seeing the wooden boat coming, all the geists set their eyes on him, and the geists and ghosts who had been numb all wanted to squeeze towards the boat, and the old man put the oars in his hand to the bow of the boat, and an invisible enchantment opened in an instant, no matter how these geists fluttered and struggled, it was difficult to get close.

"The great benevolent person boarded the boat, the small good man entered the pocket, there was a slight lack of need to reflect on his own not to cross the river, the evil full of people should enter the Lethe River and sin before they could swim across, the choice is only once, if you have confidence, you can try to board the boat."

The spirits began to board the boat calmly, only to see the oars exuding divine light, but all those who boarded the boat were sucked in by the fish basket in front of the boatman, and a few of the ghosts who wanted to fish in troubled waters were automatically slapped into the Lethe River by the oars, and after a while, countless pairs of miserable white hands dragged these ghosts into the depths of the Lethe River from the water.

"Hehe, the world doesn't know it, he didn't do good deeds when he was born, and he died well? You should repent under the Lethe River, and if you don't get rid of your ferocity for a day, you will stay in this sea of suffering for one more day. ”

The old boatman picked up the fishing net and sprinkled it into the Lethe River, and when he closed the net after a while, more than a dozen crystal clear gray-white marbles were fished on the boat and happily carried into the blanket beside him.

It just made Meng Wei frown, and many white-armored and green-armored armorers were also thrown into his pocket by him and thrown into Lethe.

The entire shore of the Lethe River was clear, and Meng Wei slowly stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"Dare to ask the old man, what are the sins of these armor soldiers?"

The old boatman was a little surprised, he had always been talking to himself alone, whether these wandering spirits or ghosts, he had never seen the existence of a spirit that could communicate freely, and when he heard someone talking, he immediately looked at it curiously.

"Ouch, it's amazing, there are still living people who dare to walk Huangquan Road, this flower on the other side didn't kill you, it seems that you still have some strength."

"These armor soldiers have killed sins before they are alive, of course, they have to wash away their sins before they can cross the river, otherwise even if they reach the other side, they will not be able to pass the pass of the two door gods, Shendi and Yulei, and they will still have to be thrown back into the river."

Meng Wei didn't like this answer very much: "Their slaughter may be made for protection, it should not be generalized, some people are contaminated with murder in their hands in order to defend their homeland, and they should be treated better." ”

"Hey, what's the use of talking to me as a ferryman, if you have the ability, you can go to the secluded capital to find the great god of Houtu and say, besides, your idea is good, but people's hearts are fickle, not to mention the soul? If they don't wash away their sins, they won't be able to enter the wheel of rebirth. ”

"Hey, I'm talking to you about this, go home quickly, little doll, my ferry doesn't cross the living, you don't want to swim over this Lethe River, the bottom is all old ghosts of the year, they don't repent of death, they can't cross this Lechuan River for eternity and eternity, I wish they could tear down some more wandering souls to suffer with them, these sins are unforgivable, and the bad drops are very bad."

Meng Wei pondered, pointed to the wooden boat and said, "If I have a reason to have to cross the river, can the old man be accommodating?" ”

The old boatman rolled his eyes, ignored it, closed the basket tightly, and held the oars in his hand and prepared to break the boat away from the port.

"I am a descendant of the Gonggong clan, the new water god, the northern marquis of the Great Shang, the West teaches the East to be immovable, and the younger brother of the twelve golden immortals, surnamed Jiang, Meng Wei, on the order of the ancestor of Fuxi, came to Youdu to discuss important matters with the great gods of Houtu, so, can you cross the river?"

The old boatman looked at the young man in front of him in shock, the amount of information was too large, and his head, which had not been seriously thinking for a long time, could not react for a while, so he put down the oars in his hand and kept rubbing the long oily hair on his head.

He is not a person who is completely closed from the world, there are often some outstanding gods or sages crossing the river, so there are usually a lot of opportunities to communicate, he can understand the meaning and gold content of every noun Meng Wei said, just put them all together, the old boatman is a little unclear, can these identities be brushed in batches? How can a person have such a pre-title on his head?

He doesn't care what kind of big merchant Bei Bohou, the descendant of the Gonggong clan and the like, the boat ride in Lechuan is not a day or two for him, a few years ago he also specially received a self-proclaimed lord of the big business, an old man named Di Yi, the wealth of the world, after death is all clouds.

It's just that the other titles such as exposition, Western religion, and water god are a bit scary.

The old boatman stared at Meng Wei and asked word by word: "Young man, it's not a big deal to deceive ghosts, but people can't even deceive themselves, aren't you joking with these identities?" ”

"Is it necessary for me to make such a joke in a place like this? You're not a good place here, what am I lying to you? ”

Let's say it, Meng Wei's body began to exude the ability of vicissitudes and water disasters, and at the same time, the horns on his head also showed out.

"See, the blood is pure, I and the Great God of Houtu are of the same ancestry, this kind of lie is the most unsustainable, you sent me to the Great God of Houtu to meet and confront, is it true or false, isn't it just a matter of asking?"

The suspicious old boatman looked at the horn and was a little surprised: "It's amazing, there are still minotaurs." ”

“……”

I always felt that this old man's words were a little unclean, and this was not the time to care about this kind of thing, so Meng Wei combed his hair back with his hands and then pulled back his bun to cover it.

"In short, you have to think of a way, otherwise you will delay the great event of the Great God of Houtu, and his old man will naturally be magnanimous, but it will be a little unbeautiful if he delays things, what do you say?"

The old boatman is really embarrassed, since he ferried, princes and generals, fairies and demons have encountered a lot, there are dangerous people, there are also good people, but the living people are the first to encounter, ferrying ordinary wandering spirits need the help of fish baskets, covering up many breaths, living people here are like candles in the dark, he is not sure if he will encounter strange things in Lethe.

But ......, is it a bit long for me to ferry? There is no merit and hard work, he has worked hard for thousands of years, and he has never increased his salary, and there is no chance of promotion and transfer, and his old boatman is also very painful.

"Ouch, it turned out to be Master Meng Shao, disrespectful and disrespectful, the old man Liu Ting, under the command of the great secretary of the hidden capital, the main division of the Lechuan ferry, has been 1,731 April 22 days, if you enter the Houtu God, please also ask the young master Meng to help Lao Liu Ting say a few good words, just say that Lao Liu Ting misses him, and wants to be a small official under the hidden capital, please don't let Lao Liu leave the front of the gods."

Meng Wei was speechless for a while, and the old boatman's resentment was really not small.

"Don't you worry about any changes under Lethe now?"

"Alas, Lao Liu Ting still has a skill, although the young master is on the boat, with me, the others will definitely not hurt you in the slightest."

Boarding the boat, the boatman unleashed his oars, slowly swinged the boat away, and sailed leisurely towards the shore on the other side.

"Young Master Meng, the old man suggests that you should cover your breath, sit firmly honestly, and it doesn't matter if you splash a little water, but don't take the initiative to touch those ghost hands stretched out under the water, remember that the boat is all vain, no matter what you hear or see, don't be nosy, just let them toss. Remember, otherwise there is a good chance that they will gather one by one, and they will not stop until they drag you into the abyss. ”

Meng Wei nodded undeniably: "I remember the old man." ”

"Young master, please call me Liu Ting, or old Liu Ting, you must remember my name!"

I didn't send the second chapter today.,Pre-holiday department dinner.,Drink a little wine.,The state is not good.,Send a middle chapter first.,I'll make up for it during the holiday.。 Excuse me.

In addition, at the end of the year, we will ask for votes to stabilize the situation.

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