The world is so big, what I have seen, it can even be said that what humans have seen so far is far from the whole world.
I can’t see the Yang Fire of the person crossing the Styx in front of me, which does not necessarily mean that he is a Bodhisattva.
Ancient gods or immortals, there are always exceptions. otbnkotgt I was in a stalemate with him for a while.
There was a group of ghosts in the distance of the ferry, and I couldn't get out.
Outside the ferry was the immortal river, which looked unfathomable.
Moreover, this was a place where ghosts settled, and I didn't want to swim in it.
The only plan for now is to get on this boat, but the person in front of me is dressed up almost like the person who traveled to Hades in the mythical story.
I don't know what his background is, good or bad, and I feel unsure.
After moving closer and closer, the man in black suddenly spoke, his voice was very soft and hoarse, and he whispered: "One ghost coin all the way."
Ghost coins, what are they?
The currency in circulation in the underworld, but isn’t the underworld all paper money?
The more I thought about it, the weirder it became, but it was not possible without getting on the boat.
Seeing that I didn’t seem to want to get on the boat, the Hades ferryman pushed the boat gently and slowly started to leave the ferry.
My expression changed when I saw it.
If this guy leaves, the group of ghosts behind him will probably come up to me.
I don't care about them.
Let's go up first.
"etc" I shouted loudly and jumped on the boat.
The boat looked like it could only hold three or four people, and it was very narrow.
However, after I got on the boat, I didn't feel the slightest bump in the originally fast-flowing Immortal River, and it moved forward smoothly.
It was as if the entire immortal river contained the existence of this small boat.
"Looks like you got it right."
I was secretly happy, regardless of what the so-called ghost coins were, this safety allowed me to consider my next plan for the time being.
In terms of feeling, I am getting deeper and deeper into the interior of the ghost town.
It is even unclear whether this place can be called a ghost town or not.
After crossing the river, where I will be is definitely unknown.
What kind of traps and ghosts will there be?
Just as I was thinking about it, the boat stopped in the middle of the Immortal River.
The Hades ferryman slowly approached me and stretched out his hand.
It was an old-looking hand with damaged nails.
He said, "Pay."
Damn it, where did I get those ghost coins?
He pretended to reach out and touch it, and said with a smile: "Um, can I use money from the earthly world?"
"No, it's only one coin per trip.
You have to sit down and pay first."
It urged, looking a little impatient.
I looked back at the water of the Immortal River.
If I were thrown here by him, I would probably die before I could swim to the other side.
"Well, can I look for what the ghost coins look like?"
I was still trying to trick the other party.
The Hadesman took back his hand.
After a while, he took out something from his sleeve, put it in front of me and waved it.
It was a round coin.
It looked very old, but how did I see it?
It feels familiar.
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I seem to see this coin all the time, and I always seem to see it.
"When did you see it?"
I reached out and touched my body, and then I remembered.
Aren't the so-called ghost coins the coins of the Motan Cult?
I immediately took out the coins of the Motan Cult.
The Hadesman nodded and took one of them.
Come over and continue to punt at this moment, taking me to the other side of the river.
I can only say that I am lucky.
The Motan Cult has always been a mysterious sect on the frontier.
They are naturally good at exorcising ghosts and subduing demons.
Who would have thought that their coins are actually ghost coins.
The Immortal River is very wide.
It is unexpectedly a big river.
The churning water on the river looks like the gray shadow of broken souls.
I stand on the edge of the boat and look down.
There seems to be something swimming in the black water.
There are many, Groups of them can’t be seen clearly.
Are they fish?
What kind of fish can survive in the Immortal River?
I took a closer look, and when one of the "fish" slowly approached me, I was surprised to find that it was not a fish, it was clearly a wandering spirit.
The approaching "fish" had the wrinkled face of an old man. , opened his mouth to say something to me, but it seemed that he could not hear it through the river.
It turned out that there was a whole river of wandering souls under my feet.
I hurriedly hid behind me, not daring to look any further.
I originally knew that the Immortal River was dangerous, but now that I saw this scene, the danger made me even more careful.
On the other side of the fog, the ferry on the other side of the river gradually appeared in front of me.
I stood up and the boat leaned next to the ferry.
I threw down a Mortan Cult coin and quickly stepped ashore.
The feeling on this side of the river is very different from the feeling on the other side.
Although it is still pitch black, the air is not so thick with yin.
It is as if I have come to the other side, survived all the disasters, and washed away all my sins.
He raised the flame in his hand and looked around.
He didn't see any shadows or ghosts.
He walked forward.
The entire river bank was empty and there was no trace of any living thing.
After walking forward for a while, a gap suddenly opened in the middle of the continuous cliffs.
I lit the torch and looked forward, and then I realized that this was not a gap between the mountains, but a small path, a deep and unknown path. .
"Where does it lead to?"
I was wondering.
Since there was no other place to go, I simply took a risk and walked towards the depths of the trail.
The road was very narrow and downward.
The entire road was so narrow that only about one person could move forward.
On the wall illuminated by the flames, a dense number of small holes appeared, about the thickness of a finger.
It made me feel sad all over, and it felt like they were made of briquettes.
The whole road was very long.
It took about three hours of walking before I gradually saw the exit.
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I was not attacked during the whole process.
It was very safe and boring.
The torch had long since burned out, so I held on to the wall and moved forward without relying on lighting.
And near the exit, I saw the light At first I thought it was my hallucination, but the light was so obvious and appeared at the exit.
The white light seemed like the exit of the holy heaven.
Could it be that I had found the exit from the underground ghost city?
I immediately quickened my pace, and I felt like I was walking with every step I took.
My heart skipped a beat, and every time I stepped out one meter, I felt like I was one meter closer.
Finally I rushed to the exit of the mountain road.
I stood under the light, with a smile on my face and shouted: "I'm out!"
However, what I saw after stepping out of the mountain road was not blue sky, white clouds, or green trees.
What I saw was a gate, and the white light I saw turned out to be two white lanterns hanging in front of the gate.
It turned out to be just a dream I had for myself.
Besides, this terrain has been going west, how could I get out?
Sighing slightly, he raised his head and looked forward.
It was a very antique big house.
The door was very wide and thick.
There were two lion-like patterns hanging on the door latch.
However, there was no stone lion used to guard the house in front of the door.
The one on the door was Aren't white lanterns usually only hung by people who do white things?
And no one would build an underground house, or next to the immortal river.
I didn't dare to go up and open the door directly.
After all, the house looked too weird.
I wandered around the house.
The walls were very high, but you should be able to climb in.
The carvings on the edges of the eaves were all liger patterns, but unlike the eaves design that sloped downwards in my impression, part of the eaves here pointed upwards.
It is shaped like a horn, and part of it is downward, like an upside-down canine tooth.
This style makes people shudder to look at.
After thinking about it, I took out the leather booklet.
Professor Xu Tianwang seemed to have records in this regard.
After flipping through a few pages, I found relevant content.
"I discovered some strange architectural styles during the investigation.
They are different from the normal Liao Dynasty buildings.
The eaves are staggered up and down, but the gates are similar to those of the Qing Dynasty.
This may be the special style of the ghost town, but in my opinion , this style makes people feel scared, I always feel that the ghost town seems to have a terrible chill. " That's right.
Professor Xu Tianwang took another route at that time.
He must have seen similar houses, but it wasn't the one in front of me or two.
If so, then I was lucky and walked on the same road he came in. , which means I have a chance to find the door through which he enters here and leave the underground ghost city.
But if not, I have nowhere else to go now.
Is it possible to go around this house?
While I was thinking, I suddenly heard a "creak".
I looked up and saw that the door of the house in front of me was opened.
Then a dark wind suddenly blew, causing the two white lanterns to float, as if something was trying to come out of the door. come out: