Some people have entered the shadows and gone up against the surging river.

The water waves are set off, like a high wall, there are keels hidden under the huge curtain of the sky, the miserable green flashes, such as the ghost beast of the underworld, the eyes are exposed in the sad wind shadow, the water waves are nearly ten thousand miles into the sky, and the water curtain spreads out nearly three thousand!

"Wow-"

The river wrapped in the keel mast gradually fell, and it seemed that a vast curtain was lifted, completely exposing the miserable green.

"Smack!"

The black shadow on the flat boat hit horizontally, slapped on the mast, and the slender long pole broke through the water, like a small python fighting a big Jiao, the wind roared, and a river was surging.

It was four or two to move a thousand catties, and the huge mast turned over, and fell straight on the flat boat with a bang, only then did I see that the tattered mast was like an optimus jade pillar, and the glow was gloomy green, and it went up to the sky.

The people on the clouds were reflected in a "miserable green", and I don't know what kind of huge ship can use this rotten wood that pierces the sky as a mast, and how wide the water surface can accommodate this huge ship.

On the river, it seems that he can't feel the huge force of the mast falling, and the black shadow on the flat boat only props up the long pole, and then does the thing of sailing against the current, goes upstream, carries the mast, and drifts away.

The strong wind blown out by the mast blew the robes of the people and hunted, until the dark green that connected to the sky disappeared and was shrouded in the vast night, and the people on the clouds came back to their senses, and they all vomited the turbidity in their chests, and there were still a few wisps of horror in their eyes, and their hearts were uneasy.

Wu Xingyun's gaze swept over everyone's faces, and he spoke with some difficulty, with an irrepressible tremor in his voice, and said, "Who is that small boat carrying?"

This self-proclaimed well-informed teenager in the mundane has seen too many things that he would never have dared to think of before in this short day and night, which completely subverted his cognition.

The black shadow in the Fangcai River was not like the legendary ethereal impermanence of the underworld, floating in the world, closing the door of the underworld, the mast that emitted a faint green light, and drifting away.

Legend has it that there is a yellow spring in the underworld, and some people ferried the yellow spring, supported the bamboo pole cut from the branches of the ghost wood, and took the bamboo raft tied with the white bones of the saint, and put on a dead man's skin.

It is also said that there are ten halls of Yama in the underworld, all of them are ghost giants, the means are through the sky, there are real monarchs and ghost generals who sit down, there are judges and impermanences in the text, and there are countless little ghost soldiers and pawns, but in Ye Ku's memory, the ten halls of Yama are not in sight, and the cover is because there is a more terrifying existence in this underworld, breaking yin and yang, life and death, unpredictable.

These are the tip of the iceberg of rumors about Hades.

Although Ye Ku didn't believe much in the heresies of ghosts and gods, he always thought that those ghosts were just like Jiang Li who could only exist in the world by virtue of the ghost path and mystical methods, and they were all things that could not be put on the table, but for this ethereal underworld, he would rather believe in it than believe in it.

Zhang Youhu looked stunned, as if he was mourning, retreated to the clouds and found a cloud to sit down, and said hoarsely: "It's ghosts, it's impermanence, they're coming to ask for their lives." ”

"Ghosts, impermanence, you who kill pigs, don't be alarmist here! People are scary, they will scare people to death!" Shang Nuan suddenly exploded, hearing him say this, the leaf boat and the black shadow on the boat were really like ghosts, otherwise how could they do such a mysterious and shocking thing?

She suddenly had goosebumps all over her body, a chill ran down her back, and her phoenix eyes staring at Zhang Youhu were full of "resentment".

The night was uncertain, and the river under his feet did not seem to have recovered from the shock, the water stopped for a while, the sound of the water gradually went out, and the faces of everyone on the clouds were very unsightly, and there was silence.

Just when the atmosphere was a little solemn, Zhang Youhu suddenly laughed, and the laughter even overshadowed the declining river, pointed at Shang Nuan, and said loudly: "Look, look at you being scared like this, look, let's not say whether that thing is a ghost or not, whether it is impermanent, it is really a real one, now you are not also gone, you are far away, you are afraid of a bird." ”

Xu is Shang Nuan's appearance is too funny, Zhang Youhu almost lost his breath a few times, and said this infuriating thing intermittently.

Shang Nuan was stunned for a moment, and after she came to her senses, she suddenly became angry, this Zhang Youhu didn't pick the time when he joked, and she was too good at picking the time, she rolled her eyes, but she didn't say anything to refute it, but she didn't add some jokes to this Youhu in vain.

Zhang Youhu made such a fuss, and the depressing clouds that enveloped everyone on the clouds suddenly dispersed, thinking that this person who was worthy of killing pigs before was much smarter and humorous than this thing that was listed as six animals.

Zhuang Mo raised his hand to draw a boundary on the ground, and said with a smile: "Let's just spend one night on this cloud, fortunately, this cloud is spacious enough to accommodate these clean fairies and our pickled stinky men." ”

Nothing was said all night.

Staying in the clouds overnight is a pleasant thing in my thoughts, but here there is always a sense of helplessness.

Xun Mei's foundation was much deeper than Sang Xuan expected, she had already woken up, closed her eyes, and there were ice slags falling from time to time on her graceful figure, and nine Xuan Bing small swords were suspended in the air, making a circle around her.

I can't tell whether Xun Mei woke up because of her injury, or because of her ten-year habit of meditation and cultivation.

Jiang Li, who was guarding her side, seemed to be a little different, the ghost aura that only a monk like Ye Ku who planted immortal roots could feel was gone, and Gu Pan's eyebrows were a little less gloomy and a little more angry.

Seeing Ye Ku looking at him, Jiang Li made a grimace at him with his teeth and claws, very satisfied with the stunned expression of his attendant, the two good eyes bent into a crescent moon, and beckoned to Ye Ku.

Looking at the figure that was going towards the morning sun, there were clouds like silk and mist, and Ye Wei walked on the soft clouds, and said in his heart: "What's going on here?

"Ye Ku, is that your real name?" Originally, he turned his face towards the bright morning sun and was dyed with some golden glow, as if yin and yang had cut the dawn, and asked with flashing eyes.

Ye Ku was shocked, the "Jiang Li" in front of him seemed to have changed greatly, his eyelashes were vague, the bridge of his nose was straight, his cherry lips were small, his pupils shrank, and then he suddenly realized, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Jiang Zhuxi?"

The girl in front of her, who was a head shorter than Ye Ku, nodded, pouted, nodded, and said with a little squeamishness: "You haven't answered my question yet, you are so powerful, why did you want to mix into my Jiang family's chariot, why did you borrow my attendant to blend into the Gu Ling?"

Oh, don't worry, I won't say it, without you and this female ghost named Jiang Li, it would definitely be impossible for me to worship the ancient spirit, I still remember this kindness. ”

Ye Kuke still remembered the yellow paper that this girl pasted on her head, and she was even more curious that she didn't have any resentment towards Jiang Li, but she didn't answer, but said: "It's not good for children to know too much, you just need to know that I don't have the intention of harming you, and you and Jiang Li, what's going on?"

"Jiang Li, the female ghost, wanted to directly erase my soul, but by mistake stimulated the power in that yellow paper and preserved my three souls and seven spirits, but she could only be in a corner of peace, and everything was dominated by her consciousness. ”

Perhaps because of the existence of the two souls in one, Jiang Zhuxi also knew something related to the divine soul.

"Jiang Li said that she was blinded by hatred for a while before she made a ruthless move, hehe, I think this female ghost is pitiful and hateful, last night somehow, she shrank back like a turtle, and I just got a chance......"

Ghosts like Jiang Li, logically speaking, should have entered the underworld, and the ten halls of Yama were in charge to prevent it from causing trouble to the world, Jiang Li retreated for no reason, could it be that the flat boat that went against the current last night was really a ghost boat, and the black shadow on the boat was really a visitor from the underworld?

Jiang Zhuxi, who "saw the light of day again", was still chattering, but Sang Xuan didn't know when he came to the two of them, and the contrast between the scarred evil face and the good mountains and rivers of the other half was too great, which made Ye Ku feel frightened for a while.

Jiang Zhuxi also stopped talking, because he didn't want this secret to be heard by others, and his curious eyes turned between Ye Ku and Sang Xuan.

Sang Xuan turned his body around, only letting the two of them see the side face with the scar, and said lightly to Chenxi: "You talk." ”

The morning sun is also oblique.

"Ahh

A scream broke the rare silence, Zhang Youhu's body fell half outside the clouds, thanks to the nearby Zhuang Mo grabbed his hand, and the people who were awakened worked together to pull this person back from the ghost gate.

"Scared me to death, scared me to death, I thought I was going to die young. Zhang Youhu couldn't stop patting his chest, his face was pale, and he was panting.

Zhuang Mo was also tired, and wondered: "Brother Zhang, what's the matter with you?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Zhang Youhu seemed to have something unspeakable, and muttered.

Shang Nuan walked to the clouds, looked at the shape of the clouds that were concave, exaggeratedly, and laughed: "I know, it's your pig who sleeps unruly, and when it's hazy, he turns over and almost rolls down, am I right?!"

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, no one could have imagined that there were really people who could sleep, they had long regarded night cultivation as a daily routine, even Zhuang Mo's four maids were no exception, Zhuang Mo's rest last night was just a kind word.

Everyone looked at Zhang Youhu's eyes a little weird for a while, and they didn't know who couldn't hold back, so they laughed out loud, and soon it spread, and the clouds were filled with a happy atmosphere.

In the midst of "laughter", Zhang Youhu's face turned blue and white for a while, it was difficult to raise women, female monks were difficult to raise, and prospective female monks were even more difficult to raise, who let him offend Shang Nuan yesterday.

A good man just doesn't fight with a woman, Zhang Youhu thought so, sat down, took out an old book that was tattered and had a few folds in the corners, and turned his back, leaving everyone with a stocky back.

"Ahem. ”

Xu is scene in front of him makes people feel kind and nostalgic, and the corners of Xun Mei's mouth, who has always been unsmiling, also curved out, and said softly:

"I'll go ahead and take a look, and I'll continue on my way if it's okay. ”