Chapter 564 33. The living in the underworld
In the scene of thousands of canoes gathering towards the port, an insignificant light breaks away from the sea of lanterns and heads alone into the thick fog.
The Wangchuan River was calm, and the giant city crawling on the black earth was gradually thrown behind by the wooden boat.
Li Xi'an sat quietly in the middle of the canoe as before, and Gui Cha stood behind him. The sound of paddling suddenly stopped. Gui Cha looked back at the little ghost who was motionless and saw him staring blankly in the direction of the port. Guizha was confused and looked in that direction.
Countless small boats were laden with souls and relied on the port. The lanterns hanging on the bows together created an orange sea and illuminated the two behemoths sitting cross-legged in the sky above the port. These two behemoths resemble human figures, their faces hidden in the dark mist. When Onizashi confirmed that the two behemoths above the port were not hallucinations, his face instantly lost control and he screamed uncontrollably.
The golden sword hanging on Guizashi's waist vibrated and glowed, causing him to shut up and stabilize his trembling body. He staggered and sat on the board of the boat, as if he had lost all his strength.
The two behemoths disappeared when Li Xi'an turned around to look. The sky above the port was empty, with only darkness and fog flowing silently.
Li Xi'an can see things clearly that ghosts can't.
The faces of those two behemoths.
The thick neck was covered with bone masks, one of a horse and another of an ox. They collided with Li Xi'an's eyes for a moment and disappeared here.
Bull head and horse noodles.
Sakyamuni is the bull-headed jailer, and the patriarch is the horse-faced grandmother.
They acquiesced to Li Xi'an's arrival and existence, and their appearance here was to clear the way for him.
Gui Cha was panting heavily, with fear still piercing his eyes. When he saw Li Xi'an looking down, he crawled over and hugged Li Xi'an's calf, "Sir! Your Excellency, please let me go. I won't be promoted." No, I don’t want any merit! I’ll just be a ghost and don’t ask for more! Please just let me go!”
All the unrecognized talents and no opportunities that have been accumulated for a long time are all bullshit in this ghost's heart. From the moment Li Xi'an opened his eyes, Guizhao's world began to twist and began to inevitably collapse in a profound direction. Facing this endless darkness, he was afraid.
He now clearly realized that a little guy like himself would not end well if he got involved with the person in front of him.
But the sudden glance almost crushed him.
Li Xi'an lowered his eyebrows.
Gui Cha had already lowered his arms and bowed to Li Xi'an, not daring to say anything more.
The two little guys holding the oar came closer, looking a little confused and not understanding what was happening.
"As for that, I just took a look at those two big guys..." The kid holding the oars at the stern of the boat muttered. He could understand the root cause of the changes in the ghost difference. Because of this, he was even more puzzled.
The boat parked leisurely in the center of the Wangchuan River, with the fog shrouding it, and the orange lanterns added a touch of warmth to Li Xi'an's cold face.
He pulled out the golden sword from Guizashi's waist and tapped the sword lightly, and several runes appeared on the sword.
"Let's go." Li Xi'an said, "This sword will take you to the port. As for the extradition boat, I still have use for it."
As a ray of golden light pierced the fog and disappeared, the two little ghosts instantly released themselves without the pressure of the ghost difference, and they talked to each other. The two little ghosts think that following a ghost is just following, and following a dead soul who is a real living being in the world of the world is also following. There is not much difference, but it is much more interesting to follow an ancestor.
Just like this, after a long time, the kid punted the boat and it was quiet.
Until this moment, Li Xi'an felt the changes in the water flow.
"Master, we are almost at the entrance!" the kid on the bow shouted. After a while, the little ghost cried: "Master, something bad has happened! A ghost has discovered us and is coming to us!"
"Master, what a huge ghost! Bigger than a mountain!"
In front of the mist, black soil filled the intersection where the river advanced, blocking the flow here. The monster as huge as a mountain lay resting on the soil. When he saw a wooden boat coming, he opened his huge eyes and stared straight at the approaching extradition boat. On the body and under the claws of this ghost, there were countless roaring and restless souls. They raised their weapons and roared intimidatingly towards the extradition boat, but they never dared to move forward, as if they were afraid of something.
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The ghost was returned to the port by the long sword forged from melted shackles.
Shocked.
But the solid touch under his feet gave him a breath, and the dark and bloody side left him.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a familiar figure stood among the ghosts coming and going at the port.
One of his old friends was also the judge that one of his little ghosts once served. It was thanks to him that he had the opportunity to extradite a real soul. Otherwise, such a good job would be the turn of a ghost. , it’s not his turn.
The judge looked at him with his old face and sighed softly.
"Why did you come back?" The judge closed his eyes.
"Sir...this..."
"Two envoys have arrived and gave my subordinates a warning. I dare not make any mistakes." Gui Chao said humbly.
"Then do you know what kind of person you dug out of the underworld?"
"He calls himself Chunyang Fuyou, so his subordinates naturally think he is joking, but his background is indeed quite serious. His subordinates treat him very carefully and do not offend him."
"The two envoys did something bad with good intentions! How could you expect that the guy who usually wants to climb up the ladder would shrink here!" The old judge took a deep breath.
The ghost driver opened his eyes wide and looked at the old judge in disbelief. Then he heard the old judge continue to say: "When you dig out that existence, you have a cause and effect. Even we can't take your place and be contaminated with this cause and effect. As for this cause." What kind of consequences will you get in the future, haha... That person did lie to you. He is not the Master Chunyang Fuyou, but the Red Dragon Nanzhu, the unshakable one, the Taihang Dragon Lord of Kyushu! He is not even a dead soul! He entered the underworld in the flesh.”
"The Yamas glimpsed this existence through the Evil Saint. That tree was simply born for the underworld! Even if the other party does not fall into the underworld, sooner or later, Yama will personally invite this creature to come."
"Such an opportunity, but now you have given up on it..." The judge turned around and looked towards the direction where the tributaries converged in the distance.
"Forget it, since you are afraid, you will lose it if you are afraid, and you are destined to be unable to follow this dragon king in the underworld."
There was a muffled sound, and the sea of orange lanterns on the port was undulating. The Wangchuan River, which had never changed, actually set off waves. Waves hit the port layer by layer, and the sound of thunder continued.
In the mist, light pierced the darkness. In the scene like the sun rising in the sun, Guizhan saw a huge, pure white bone statue rising, and the magnificent spirit instantly brought the arrival of the ancient vision. The ghost disappeared under the light of the sword. It split the underworld blocking the tributaries of the River of Forgetfulness with one sword, allowing the river to flow again.
Below the bone statue, a wooden boat sailed through the roaring river. As the bone statue dimmed and disappeared, the fog gathered again, making it impossible for Oni to see clearly ahead.
Retreat
(End of chapter)