Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Bridge of the Lethe River
"Brother Crow, thank you. Zhang Yiming lay on the back of the little crow, the chest pierced by the spear of the ghost was faintly painful, and the faint demonic energy was still eroding his immortal power, Zhang Yiming knew that if this thing was not dealt with quickly, once it invaded his internal organs, it would be troublesome.
Xiao Ya didn't pay attention to Zhang Yiming, and I don't know if I heard Zhang Yiming's thanks. He rushed away in the direction of escape.
"Brother Crow, I'm going to the eighteenth layer of hell, please give Brother Crow another ride. Zhang Yiming is very grateful to the crow in his heart, this barefoot black crow is very humane, and it is equivalent to saving Zhang Yiming twice, although it is said that if there is no resistance from the crow at that time, Zhang Yiming is sure to retreat, but it will inevitably take a lot of effort.
Hearing Zhang Yiming's words, the little crow let out a long howl, turned around, landslided into the sky in another direction, and continued to drive away.
Zhang Yiming adjusted his body, sat firmly on Xiao Ya's back, and began to force the demonic qi out of his body.
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"Father, what Ah Ling said is true. There was a slight urgency in the delicate voice.
"Well, my father will send someone to investigate, you've been running outside for so long, and your father hasn't asked you for your guilt, go and rest. In the depths of the majestic hall stood a very majestic man in a red robe, the man's face was delicate, but he couldn't hide his domineering aura at all. Ah Ling's words didn't mean anything for him to act, and for him, it seemed that what he heard was just a trivial matter.
"Father, you have to believe Ah Ling, Ah Ling has seen it with his own eyes, you don't believe that you can ask the eldest brother, he can testify!" Ah Ling saw that the man didn't pay attention, and he was even more anxious.
"Big brother? The man asked, a little annoyed, when he heard this.
"Ah, no, it's just a kind and good guy that Ah Ling met outside. Ah Ling saw that he had slipped his mouth and hurriedly covered it up. If her father knew that she had brought a living person back, it would not be as simple as running away and being punished.
"Okay, it seems that this king is too accustomed to pampering you on weekdays, and next time I will run out to see if this king does not lock you up. The man said with a straight face: "Come on, bring the princess down, if she can't find it again, this king will make you turn into ashes!"
"Obey the Ghost King's Order!"
Hearing this, two ghost women came in from outside the main hall and walked to the back hall with Ah Ling.
"Father, Ah Ling didn't lie to you. Ah Ling wanted to break free, but how dare the two ghost women disobey the orders of the ghost king, Ah Ling had to let them take them to the back hall.
"Alright, my little princess, if you run away again, our two old ghosts will really be ruined. One of the ghost women persuaded.
"Yes, yes, you have a lot of them, so take pity on the two of us. Another ghost woman chimed in.
They know that although Ah Ling, this girl is playful by nature, but she is very kind-hearted.
"Big brother..."Ah Ling stopped talking, looking worried, and was taken out of the hall by the two ghost women.
The man in the depths of the hall is the ghost king who commands the ten directions in the Netherworld, the mighty ghost king, the ghost king is famous, and the realm of the Netherworld can be said to be known to everyone.
The Ghost King watched Ah Ling leave, his eyes still doting.
"Nether, altar. The ghost king's eyes suddenly became sharp, Ah Ling is his daughter, he understands that Ah Ling's personality will not lie, so everything Ah Ling said is very likely to be true. It's just that what he can't figure out is what kind of person is in that altar that makes a high-ranking ghost general-level figure in the Netherworld Mansion's humble and powerful respect him.
It seems that things are not simple, the ghost king, as an existence that has lived for an unknown number of years, is rarely matched by scheming and strategy, and the ghost dares to do such a rebellious thing under his nose, how can he not make him feel angry.
"It seems that the Netherworld Mansion may indeed have been peaceful for too long over the years, and many people have forgotten the existence of this king. The Ghost King muttered to himself.
"Black robe. The Ghost King shouted angrily.
The originally silent hall fluctuated, and a ghostly black-robed ghost flashed.
"The subordinates are here. The black-robed ghost knelt on one knee, very respectful.
"You go and find out what the ghost wants to do for me, remember not to startle the snake, be sure to find out who is behind him, even if this king borrows him ten guts, he will never dare to do such a thing. After saying that, the ghost king sat on the throne of the main hall, his eyes closed tightly, thoughtful.
"The black robe obeys. "There was another void fluctuation in the main hall, and the news of the black-robed ghost shadow was in place.
"Whew~, this thing is really troublesome. Zhang Yiming finally cleared the remaining demonic qi, and as soon as the demonic qi was removed, the wound was also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although he was injured by the Nether Ghost, it didn't cause much damage to his strong body.
"In front of us is the Lechuan River, we can't just swagger into it, besides, there is a space storm on the river, and forcing it through will cause unnecessary sensation, once it is swept into the space storm, it is very likely to disappear into the Three Realms. Miao Lian's voice rang out.
"Oh, it's so powerful, so how can we get over. Zhang Yiming said differently. Space storms generally exist in the weakest area of the interface, and few people can say clearly how it was formed, in short, there is endless darkness within the storm, and if you are swept into it, even the Great Luo Immortal will not escape death.
Zhang Yiming looked fixedly, in front of him was a large river hundreds of zhang wide, the river was extremely turbid, countless black smoke was rolling on the river, and the sky above was dark.
"There is a Nai He Bridge in the center of the Lechuan River, which is the only entrance, in addition to the ghost soldiers guarding the bridge, there is also a female ghost, she is the Meng Po that the world often mentions. Miao Lian explained to Zhang Yiming.
"Interesting, I heard that after drinking Meng Po's soup, the past has become a thing of the past. "Meng Po's great name is known to everyone in the human world.
"Hey, it's not as rumored by the outside world, Meng Po soup is actually the muddy water in this Lechuan River, but this effect of forgetting the past is indeed there, but it is only useful for ordinary ghosts. Miao Lian scoffed.
"I see, everyone says that Meng Po soup is made by Meng Po, who would have thought that it was this river water, haha. Zhang Yiming was happy.
"Brother Crow, let's find a place to land, so as not to attract attention. Zhang Yiming patted the little crow and said.
The crow swooped down and landed directly on the ground.
"Brother Crow, thank you for escorting you all the way, if you go back and meet Ah Ling's girl, tell her that we are destined to meet again. Zhang Yiming clenched his hands into fists.
In fact, sometimes demon beasts are more trustworthy than people, and a promise made by the barefoot black duck to Ah Ling made him save Zhang Yiming twice regardless of his own safety. Zhang Yiming still has a lot of good feelings for Xiao Yao.
"Quack, are you going to cross the black demolition bridge? With two flaps of his wings, the barefoot crow suddenly spoke.
It didn't matter what he said, but it scared Zhang Yiming.
"You can actually speak!" Zhang Yiming was surprised.
"Hehe, boy, as a powerful demon beast, what's so strange about spitting out words, you are too rare and weird, it just so happens that this divine beast has also come out of the 100,000 mountains, how about going to the eighteenth layer of hell with you?" Xiao Yao was very disdainful of Zhang Yiming's loneliness.
This bird actually wants to follow Zhang Yiming to the eighteenth layer of hell, in terms of strength, the little crow will indeed not hold back, and he can help him in trouble, in terms of scheming, the barefoot black crow has no bad intentions, otherwise Zhang Yiming would have been sold by him eight hundred times.
It's just that what makes Zhang Yiming hesitate is that the size of the barefoot black crow is too eye-catching, and the black and shiny feathers, coupled with the fiery red feet, are simply a live target.
Xiao Yao saw Zhang Yiming's concerns, and cried, his body instantly shrank, and finally became the same as Zhang Yiming, turning into a handsome man.
"How about now, this divine beast hasn't left the 100,000 Mountains for a long time. "Maybe it's a little unaccustomed to just turning into a human form, and the little crow fluttered twice on the wings that have turned into hands.
"Take him with you, you can rely on it more in case of danger, this demon beast is very obedient to that girl's words, but I can't see any bad intentions. Miao Lian's voice came.
"Okay, Brother Crow, we are sneaking in this time, Brother Crow must not act alone, so as not to expose traces, otherwise you and I will not be able to eat and walk around. Zhang Yiming also agreed to bring Xiao Ya, but he needed to make this point clear, in case Xiao Yao brought any other unnecessary trouble.
"Don't worry, this divine beast is free and measured. The little crow looked very excited. He has basically never left that damn place since he was exiled to the 100,000 Mountains, and there are too many people outside who beat his idea. On weekdays, except for Ah Ling to come to see him, he doesn't have many friends, but this time he can go out with Zhang Yiming to see and see, which may be the most interesting thing for him to live for tens of thousands of years.