The acquaintance among the "people" was none other than Song Ce, who was severely beaten by my master and later disappeared inexplicably.
I really didn't expect that this guy has turned into a ghost now.
Seeing him lost in the crowd, to be honest, I really sympathized with him at this moment.
"Brother, isn't that Song Ce?
Why is he dead?"
The little Taoist priest also noticed him and turned to me.
I sighed softly and said: "Life is unpredictable.
Maybe one day he will become a ghost.
Now that we have met him, let's go and say goodbye to him.
After all, it is basically impossible to meet him again in the future."
With that, I and I The little Taoist priest stepped forward and soon came to his side.
I reached out and patted him gently, then turned around.
When we saw the little Taoist priest and I, our eyes were full of surprise, "Why are you here?
How did you die?"
Song Ce asked as soon as he recognized me and the little Taoist priest.
I smiled slightly and said: "Brother Song, I haven't seen you for a long time.
We came here to do some small things.
I didn't expect to meet you here.
What's going on with you?
Why did you become a ghost?"
As soon as Song Ce heard what I said, he immediately made a silence gesture to me, and then whispered in my ear: "Keep your voice down, you mean you are not ghosts.
If you are not a ghost, you cannot come here.
Once the ghosts and ghost officials find out, it will be dangerous.
I advise you not to cross the bridge.
After crossing, you will become a real ghost. " When I heard this, I was filled with doubts, so I asked: "Brother Song, how do you explain why we can no longer be human beings after we cross the bridge?"
Seeing that I didn't know, Song Ce hurriedly explained: "This Naihe Bridge is not only the only way to enter the underworld, but also the ghosts who pass here will automatically be engraved with a mark.
As long as this mark is there, they will not be able to leave the underworld in the future."
Returning to the physical body is the greatest use of Naihe Bridge."
When Song Ce said this, the little Taoist priest and I were both shocked.
This is the first time I heard about the function of Naihe Bridge.
If it is true as he said, then if we walk across Naihe Bridge, wouldn’t we be in a place of no return?
Could it be that Master Zhengyi deliberately deceived us to come here to harm my life?
I am really a little confused now.
It seems that things are far from being as simple as imagined.
I believe Master Zhengyi must know about the imprinting, but he is waiting for us at Wangxiang Terrace instead of in front of Naihe Bridge, perhaps just to make it difficult for us to turn into ghosts and become humans again.
Thinking of this, I hesitated a little.
What should I do?
The little Taoist priest saw that my face was a bit ugly, and then comforted me: "Brother, don't think so much, we will just wait until we reach the bridge and don't cross it for now.
Brother Song Ce is going to enter the underworld anyway, so let's see what's going on on him."
There’s just no mark.”
Song Ce heard this and immediately said: "Okay, if you don't believe it, you will find out later.
If I am branded with a mark, you turn around and run away.
Don't look back, otherwise, you will definitely be sent by the ghosts on the bridge. discovered.”
"There are still ghosts on the bridge" is something I didn't expect.
It seems that the underworld is really heavily guarded.
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Now that things have come to this, we can only see whether Song Ce will be branded.
Because there were so many ghosts crossing the bridge, we waited in line for more than two hours before we arrived at the bridge.
To the left and right of the Naihe Bridge stood two ghost servants dressed in ancient official uniforms.
They stared angrily and stood tall and proud, which was very scary.
Song Ce took a deep breath, then turned his head to look at me and the little Taoist priest, and then he gave us a compliment.
At this moment, I suddenly saw a golden light falling from the sky, hitting Song Ce's body impartially.
He shuddered, then walked out.
He had just escaped two ghosts, and immediately pulled up his clothes, and a golden ghost character suddenly appeared on his chest, but in the blink of an eye, the mark disappeared.
Facts have proved that Song Ce did not lie to us, and could really leave his mark with the divine light from heaven.
Now it was the turn of the little Taoist and I.
I stopped directly, then turned to the little Taoist and said, "Let's get out of here first.
There is no need to take risks."
The little Taoist priest nodded in agreement.
I took a deep breath, then jumped to the side while the two ghosts looked away, and then quickly backed away with the little Taoist priest.
But we had just walked about twenty steps when a roar suddenly sounded behind us.
"You two little devils, why don't you stay on the bridge?
Do you want to return to the human world and harm others?"
The little Taoist priest and I looked at each other, then quickly opened our legs and ran forward.
The two ghosts guarding the bridge took one look at it and immediately shouted to the patrolling Yin soldiers: "There are ghosts escaping, capture them quickly."
As soon as we finished speaking, there was the sound of clicking footsteps and the harsh sound of armor rubbing behind us.
Song Ce just told us that we must keep running forward and not look back.
So the little Taoist priest and I fled in a straight line, regardless of the roaring behind us.
As I ran, I estimated that I had covered several miles.
The hurried footsteps behind him are getting further and further away.
It seems that these Yin soldiers are just going through the motions and have no persistence.
The little Taoist priest and I ran for a while and then stopped.
The little Taoist priest looked at me and then asked: "Brother, what should we do next?
How can we cross the Wangchuan River if we don't cross the Naihe Bridge?"
I thought for a while and then said: "Let's take it one step at a time.
I believe there must be another way."
I just finished speaking when I suddenly heard a response not far away from me.
"Of course there is a way, but it's very expensive."
The little Taoist priest and I were both shocked when we heard this, and turned our heads to look.
I saw a white-haired old man slowly walking out of the darkness.
Both the little Taoist priest and I had seen this old man.
He was the one who helped us enter Huangquan Road.
But as soon as we entered, he disappeared.
Unexpectedly, he appeared again now.
"Old man, why are you here?"
Hearing this, the old man smiled slightly and said: "To be honest, my real identity is actually a boatman who helps people cross the river.
I just make a little money.
Hehe, I actually wanted to persuade those guys to take my boat in the world before, but it's a pity that a bunch of idiots couldn't do it.
I don’t buy it.
Not only can you cross the Wangchuan River on my boat, but you can also avoid Meng Po’s soup.
In this way, you can preserve the memory of your past life.
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How about it?”
To be honest, what this old guy said is indeed very tempting, but if anyone can escape Meng Po Soup, wouldn’t it mean that the world would be in chaos?
"Old man, tell me, what conditions do you want?
Is it dangerous to cross the border illegally?
What will be the consequences if you fall into the Wangchuan River?"
When the white-haired old man was asked, the smile on his face immediately became unnatural.
"Hey, let's talk about the conditions first.
I need you to do something for me.
This thing must be very easy for you.
As for falling into the Wangchuan River, you can only blame yourself for your bad luck.
Wangchuan River The water of the river has the ability to erode the soul, so if you fall into it, you will be shattered.
But don't worry, old man, I have been crossing it for hundreds of years without any problems.
I still have this confidence.
It’s up to you to choose whether you want to or not.
Only those who are destined to be ferried will be ferried.”
The little Taoist priest heard this and looked at me, "Brother, what do you think?"
I thought for a while, and finally gritted my teeth and said: "People are faced with all kinds of adventures as soon as they are born.
Today I will take another risk.
Uncle, tell me what you need us to do for you."
The white-haired old man agreed when he saw me. , smiling with joy.
"I want you to help me get rid of a ghost.
This ghost is in Fengdu, and I was killed by him.
But even in the underworld, I still can't take revenge."
"Well, as long as we successfully cross the river, this ghost will be left to us."
"Great, you two heavenly masters will definitely be able to capture an evil ghost.
His name is Nan Batian, and he has opened a bank in Fengdu.
This bank is called Fugui Bank.
When we cross the river, I will take you to find him. he."
Just like that, we reached a consensus.
The little Taoist priest and I followed the white-haired old man and quickly arrived at the Wangchuan River, and an old canoe immediately appeared in our sights.
The appearance of that boat is really unflattering.
Using it to cross the Wangchuan River is really frightening.
"Old man, isn't your boat leaking?"
"It's not leaking, it's just a little watery.
But it's okay.
Didn't you see that I prepared a ladle?
Just use the ladle to scoop it up a few times and it will be fine."
"Oh, your oar seems to be broken.
Why don't you replace it with another one?"
"It's been cracking for more than a hundred years, and it hasn't broken yet.
Don't worry.
I'm here."
"Okay" I closed my mouth helplessly.
The only thing I can do now is pray.
After the little Taoist priest and I got on the boat, the white-haired old man pushed the boat hard.
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Only when the boat floated slowly into the Wangchuan River did he jump on it.
After the old man got on the boat, he didn't paddle, but sat down.
When I saw it, I immediately asked in confusion: "Old man, what are you doing?
Are you going to follow the crowd?"
Hearing this, the white-haired old man chuckled and said, "I'm trying to preserve my strength.
When big storms come later, I'll need to paddle.
But before that, I'd better take a nap.
When the storms come, remember to wake me up."
Me."
Before I could agree, the old boy tilted his head and fell asleep.
I wiped it.
Isn’t this a torturous rhythm?
Damn it, I was on a black ship today.
I sat down angrily and glared at the old man fiercely.
The little Taoist priest was surprisingly calm at the moment.
He stood on the bow of the boat and looked into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.
After putting it on and shaking it, I slowly fell into sleep.
In the dream, I entered a world of ice, where I saw a woman wearing a long black dress, resting on a stone.
I slowly approached her and took a closer look.
She turned out to be my Ling'er.
I was ecstatic and ran towards her quickly, but just as I hugged her, a sharp ice sword was pressed against my throat.
When I looked again, Ling'er was nowhere to be seen.
What was in front of me was a monster with a body and a snake's tail.
She smiled at me, then suddenly opened her bloody mouth and bit me.
"Brother, brother, wake up, the waves are coming."
The little Taoist priest's shout rang in my ears, and I woke up.
I wiped the sweat from my forehead, then turned to look in the direction pointed by the little Taoist priest.
Upon seeing this, I was immediately stunned.
A huge wave with a height of more than 20 meters was approaching us quickly.
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