Chapter 343 An old friend came back then
A man dressed in red official robes walked out, followed by two people behind the young man, one of whom was holding the divine spear Lei Wu, who was the younger generation disciple of the Tianxi Sword Sect, the Wu tribe.
There is also a person with arms wrapped around his chest. He has a beautiful appearance, jade face and red lips. He is a Baili fairy with a male and a female appearance.
For some reason, he also followed him into the Ghost Mountain. His injuries were simply treated and his complexion was not too bad.
Ying Xiu pushed aside the forest leaves in front of him, and his dark eyes fell on Meng Zifei. He frowned slightly, but soon relaxed, and nodded slightly to him, which was regarded as saying hello. Then he came to the river monument.
There was fog on the river, and you could only vaguely see the fire of the boat undulating in the thick fog.
The people who survived bowed down and saluted him, and respectfully asked: "I have met His Highness the Crown Prince."
"No need to be polite." Ying Xiu pointed at the dark jackdaw on the river monument. Opening his palms, the jackdaw neighed twice, opened its sharp beak, and spit out a small grape seed.
He glanced at the boat fire in the river mist, remained silent for a moment, and then threw the grape seeds in his hand into the Little Forgotten River.
The vines are dancing lightly on the bottom of the river. The scene is exactly the same as before. The dark wooden vines soaked in water twisted into a large boat, floating on the river bank.
Seeing this scene, everyone showed strange expressions.
It’s actually another ghost boat? !
I think this ghost boat was left by Empress Zhongyou who loved her son very much.
According to rumors, the empress Ying Ji traveled freely to the Netherworld, picked a grape from the vine on the bank of the River Styx, and transformed it into a ship that could cross the River of Forgetfulness and be invulnerable to all ghosts. It can accommodate three thousand people in the imperial city.
Thinking of this, they couldn't help but secretly sigh. Although Prince Zhongyou was extremely talented, he was still too young after all. He inherited the Ghost Boat of Huangquan, and what he transformed into it was only the size of an ordinary passenger ship. It was a bit crowded for the dozen or so people.
It is not like the painted boat that was summoned just now. Although it is a bit old, the built-in building of the boat has other things, and it is probably more than enough to accommodate a hundred people.
However, it is quite remarkable to be able to ignore the rule of crossing the river that the river monument presses the moon.
Baili Xianxian patted Yingxiu's shoulder and said with a smile: "Your boat is big enough anyway, so why not give me a ride? I, Baili Xianxian, owe you a favor."
Ying Xiu looked at his indistinguishable male and female face and felt extremely uncomfortable. He said dryly: "Uncle Qiao has taken care of me in every possible way since I was a child. If you want to get on the boat to cross the river, just go on it. "Yes, why do you owe a favor?"
But Baili Xianxian didn't accept his trick at all. He clicked his tongue twice and imitated Fang Geyu's unique accent, "I realized. You are so awkward. When you thought I was a woman, you chased me to break off the engagement. Now that I have confessed that I am a man, you put on such a regretful expression."
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A vein suddenly popped up on Ying Xiu's forehead, and he looked unhappy. He was too lazy to pay attention to him. He looked around at everyone, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Not long ago, I saw the light of red lotus fire in the distance. But Su Jing is here?”
Everyone looked at each other and then remembered that Tianxi and Taixuan had a marriage two hundred years ago.
Later, it ended in failure due to the involvement of the man from Cangwu Palace.
In the end, the relationship between the three sects became very stiff, and even the Zhongyou Dynasty, which was about to slowly move closer to the Baijia Immortal Sect, returned to a neutral and indifferent attitude.
No one dares to answer such a sensitive question.
Everyone, look at me and I look at you, looking embarrassed.
Yingxiu gradually became impatient and was about to board the boat. At this time, Meng Zifei spoke warmly and said: "Your Highness, Su Jing was indeed here not long ago, but he was killing the monster in the river. After that, he left by boat."
Ying Xiu looked at him in surprise, as if he didn't expect that Meng Zifei would take the initiative to talk to him.
Seeing his appearance, he seemed not to want to communicate too deeply with Meng Zifei. He was silent for a moment, but still couldn't hold it back and asked in a low voice: "I met Su Jing once in Ghost Mountain. She was A young man was carrying him, but he was still unconscious.”
Meng Zifei smiled slightly and said: "Your Highness, don't worry, Miss Su has woken up without any problems." Ying Xiu nodded, hesitated, and then said: "Anyway, I want to cross the river to capture Yougui Lang. There are still some people on the boat. Meng Zifei Young Master, you must come together.”
The unexpected words of invitation left Meng Zifei at a loss. He subconsciously hid his sword and whisk behind his back, as if he didn't want Ying Xiu to see his unbearable past events.
Even the surprise was cautious. He asked in a low voice: "I...can I board the ship with you?"
Seeing his appearance, Ying Xiu said, His mood was also complicated. He sighed and said: "Find a few more people and come up together."
I don't mind if he brings others with him. It's not just that he is confident that no one can conquer him except himself. Yuukiro.
What's more important is that most of the monks who can reach this small river of forgetfulness by relying on their own strength are people from well-known families with a certain background.
If he can be gentle and win over one or two, it will be of great benefit and no harm to his future path.
Under Meng Zifei's selection, he chose ten companions and boarded the Huangquan Ghost Boat with gratitude.
“His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so humble, which really puts us to shame.”
“Young Master Ying is so broad-minded, we never thought that we would be so lucky in this life, to be able to board this deep treasure. .”
"We are both characters living in legends, but Miss Su Jing is not as grand as a man. I looked at the Underworld Ghost Boat she summoned. It can accommodate a hundred people, but she only took a few people away."
"Hey, I don't like hearing what you are saying. Ms. Su Jing is such a divine personage. How can you and me, ordinary people, get close to her and even think about being in the same boat with her? You really dare to say this. "
Ying Xiu, who was sitting on the bow of the boat, had a stiff back and an ugly look on his face: "You said... Su Jing also summoned a Underworld Ghost Boat, and it can accommodate a hundred people?"
Being able to control the ghost and fairy weapon has always been something he is proud of. Although he cannot turn into a ship with spiritual power like his mother, being able to turn into a cruise ship is also a very rare feat.
He is confident that after practicing for another hundred years, once he crosses the realm of crossing the tribulation of heaven and earth, he will one day be able to transform into a ship and enter the Nine Netherworld like his mother.
But at this moment, he heard that the person he hated the most in his life had summoned the same underworld ghost boat, and the scale was greater than his.
Why!
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Fang Geyu was not held for too long before he was placed on a soft seat in the boat by Su Jing. When the curtains were opened, all the graceful figures singing and dancing in the boat strangely disappeared.
In front of the case are placed musical instruments such as harps, drums, shengs, and Xiaos.
After several confirmations, Li Jiujiu concluded that Su Jing would not harm Bailian at this time, so he couldn't help but feel relieved and carried the unconscious Bailian to the private room next door to rest.
Fang Geyu looked around and felt that the atmosphere here was strange. Although it was 90% similar to the romantic place where young men in the world drank and had fun, there was an indescribable gloom and desolation.
When Su Jing put her down, he didn't forget to get a soft cushion to put under her injured calf, then got up and walked out.
Through the thin crimson red curtain, she saw Su Jing summoning the female ghost playing the pipa over, lowering her head and whispering, not knowing what she said.
The female ghost smiled gently at her, completely losing the ferocious and sinister look she had when she was on the river bank.
After listening to Su Jing's words, she took out a small box from under her skirt and handed it into her hand. Then she saluted, then it floated up and landed on the bow of the ship, reflecting the River breeze, continue to play the pipa.
(End of this chapter)