Chapter 954 Helllike World (Please subscribe, please collect, please monthly vote, please recommend votes)
Su Yuan looked at the scene in front of him without saying a word. He also knew the way to drive the wooden boat, but Liu San was there Here, he can save some worries.
You have to pay for taking the boat, which is different from the ghost bus that transports ghosts. At least the bus can be paid for.
After paying the boat fee, the boat left the ferry and drifted slowly downstream. Su Yuan looked like a large amount of black strangely spread under his clothes, tightly wrapped around the stern of the boat. Position, the whole thing was floating in mid-air and was dragged forward by the wooden boat without falling at all.
And Yang Jian's ghost eyes could clearly see that the things extending from under Su Yuan's clothes were strands of hair.
At this time, Liu San returned the remaining money to Yang Jian. Yang Jian found that the paper money was inexplicably smaller by a large circle. It seemed that the circle was burned by Liu San, but the rest The appearance of the smaller paper money has changed.
It is no longer seven yuan, but four yuan.
"Seven yuan turned into three yuan, does that mean four yuan was spent? But there were only three of us on the boat and we spent four yuan, which is a bit unaccountable."
Yang Jian didn't mind paying the boat fare. He glanced at the others, feeling a little strange about this change.
“Not everyone needs to pay the boat fare, maybe Su Yuan is included in the boat.”
Liu San said, and then looked at Su Yuan's weird way of riding the boat. The whole person was hung in the air by a weird balloon, and he relied on some supernatural hair to hold on to the stern of the boat to move forward.
This kind of trickery is simply unheard of.
Maybe it is because of this that the ship counts them as passengers.
Yang Jian thought for a while, maybe this is really possible. After all, it is still difficult to take advantage of the supernatural. Of course, other reasons are not ruled out, such as Liu San and Shen Lin.
After all, captain-level characters are all different types, and we cannot judge them all based on common sense.
"Forget it, since the ship has moved, let's not dwell on this issue." Shen Lin said: "You should be vigilant now, there are too many weird things here."
Everyone stopped talking and left. This puzzling topic.
The boat swam downstream, drifting, but the people on the boat did not feel a single sway, but it was very stable.
And as the boat left the ferry, several people discovered that the river was surrounded by thick fog, and the surrounding buildings were looming. The most bizarre thing was that the outlines of some buildings did not belong to Taiping Ancient Town at all.
The surrounding things gradually began to become unfamiliar, and even the river began to become wider, exceeding the width seen before.
This change did not happen suddenly, but happened slowly as the boat wandered.
In just ten minutes, everyone found themselves on a strange and strange river.
This is no longer reality.
Floating in mid-air, Su Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Mist appeared on the river and shrouded the surroundings, making it difficult to see the scene on the river bank. However, it was probably not in Taiping Ancient Town anymore. After all, the ferry in Taiping Ancient Town was just a connecting point.
The ferry will only stop at a specific time and place. Once you miss this time and place, no one can find the boat. And if there is no specific paper money, even ordinary people will get on the boat by mistake. To no avail.
What seems to be a simple condition is actually very difficult to achieve.
“Based on the time and distance, we should be almost at Zhongzhou City now, but if you look around, there is no trace of reality at all. There is no doubt that we took this ferry and entered a city. It's in a supernatural place, just like the supernatural bus back then."
Yang Jian said while standing on the bow of the boat, peering around with his ghostly eyes.
Mist is not fog, it is a supernatural phenomenon. The surrounding things are distorted, which is very similar to the path leading to the ghost post office.
Liu San, on the other hand, stared at the river curiously. He didn't know whether it was because there was no light or whether it was a special place. The river was pitch black and he couldn't see what was under the water. Only the oil lamp on the bow of the boat was swaying. The firelight added a little more faint light to the originally dark river surface.
He stretched out his hand and gently drew his fingers across the river. When he retracted his fingers, he found that his fingers were not wet at all, and there were no water stains at all. He only felt an extraordinarily cold feeling, as if he had crossed the river. Like a mass of solid air-conditioning.
Obviously this is not river water.
Liu San's heart trembled. Just when he was about to say something, he unexpectedly heard Su Yuan's unexplained whisper above his head.
"Three ways to the river, morning and evening. Red butterflies dance on the other side of the three ways. But there is no permanent resident on the bridge. Meng Po drinks and walks to the future. The road of the past life is vast. The Zhijiao watchman turns into white bones. The shadows disperse into red. The moon is out. The door is open to let the wind and snow in. I don’t want people and ghosts to find another way."
Yang Jian suddenly raised his head and stared at Su Yuan with his ghostly eyes: "What are you talking about?"
"Oh, it's nothing, I just felt it. Don't you think this river is very similar?" Is it the legendary Santu River?”
Hearing this, the three captains immediately frowned.
People who can become captains will naturally have an understanding of some folk customs and rumors, especially after the appearance of evil spirits, such as myths and legends, etc. It has been passed down from generation to generation through folklore.
The so-called Santu River is a river that leads to the underworld of hell. It is also called Wangchuan. The river below is full of lonely ghosts and it is difficult for a living person to cross it. However, there are legends. There is a small boat on the Wangchuan River, which is specially designed to transport lonely ghosts who cannot cross the river to the other side of the river. ”
The person driving the boat is the ferryman. Some people say that the Biangan flower grows on the banks of the Wangchuan River. It is as red as blood, extremely beautiful and can make people sink.
The legendary story may be exaggerated and beautified, but there may also be a comparison, which cannot be fabricated out of thin air, and the ghost lake is very likely to be a comparison of such rumors.
Although a few people could not see the shore, they could not see the bright red like blood, beautiful and charming flowers of the other side that can make people sink. After all, the fog was too big, which seriously affected the sight.
Hearing this, Shen Lin seemed to be inspired: "You're right, this is indeed a place that looks like a legend. Having said that, don't you think that the world we live in is actually hell? Supernatural Resurrection, evil ghosts are rampant, and the ghost masters die one by one, even the captain They are all struggling to survive. The lives of ordinary people are as fragile as ants, and we don’t know when this matter will end, and we don’t even see the hope of ending.”
These words are extremely heavy, Everyone was silent for a while, including Su Yuan. (End of chapter)