Chapter 1748 Ghost Mansion Surveying the Sky White Crane Boy
drum?
Li Xiaobai stopped and listened. Although the fourth senior brother was not around, he must be quite familiar with the underworld.
If there is a sound of drums, then there must be a sound of drums. However, the road under your feet is not deep enough. If you want to find out the sound of drums, you have to go further inward.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The golden chariot was gliding under his feet. After a few breaths, a faint sound was indeed heard in his ears. It was very dull, and the rhythmic percussion was mixed with a theatrical tone.
"Brother, this thing doesn't look like a simple drumming, it looks like someone is singing?"
Li Xiaobai asked.
"This is the underworld, a place that controls life and death in the world. There are no people here, only ghosts and gods. Your cultivation is weak, and even the guards here can't resist it. Find a place to hide first, and wait until the drumming team leaves before you escape.
Enter the gate of hell!"
Yang Chen said.
Li Xiaobai did as he was told and walked forward cautiously. He discovered that the drum music in his ears was getting louder and louder. After the opera singers slowly approached, they immediately found a huge stone to hide.
Walking here is no longer as dark as when we first came down, and there is no longer barren soil under our feet. Instead, the road is paved with bluestones, which has become an official road. There are sporadic blue flames on both sides, and the souls of the dead are howling miserably at the wicks.
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"Didi da, didi da..."
A huge shadow shrouded the crowd, and a neat team came in an orderly manner. There were eleven people in total, all wearing masks with ghost faces, two played suona, four danced with spears, and three white-faced ghost-faced boys danced with them, forming a triangle around the team.
, the remaining two green-faced ghosts stayed in the center of the team.
The team was moving at a very busy pace, and even though there was no audience, they performed very hard, especially the gun dance and the ghost face dancers, who seemed to be really showing off their power like something, but Li Xiaobai couldn't even see a hair.
"Condens your breath and don't make a sound. This is a patrol of the ghost mansion, to frighten the demons inside and outside the ghost gate."
Yang Chen's voice came at the right time: "I know what you are wondering about. Your soul is not strong enough and you can't see demons. It is very common for ghosts to patrol the sky. They travel between the Yin and Yang realms to suppress all demons. Their duty is to kill ghosts. If they encounter
Living people will not take the initiative to attack, but this is outside the gates of hell, there is no guarantee that they will not do anything to you, so it is better to be careful."
"What kind of cultivation are they?"
Li Xiaobai asked in his heart.
"The underworld doesn't talk about cultivation. If you are targeted, you will be dead. In short, it will be difficult to deal with."
Yang Chen's answer was ambiguous, and Li Xiaobai guessed that it involved a secret that would be banned.
On the official road.
The eleven ghost faces stopped moving forward and began to stand still. They did not target something, but just danced on their own. But in the next second, a series of miserable howls came from all directions.
Li Xiaobai's hair stood on end and goosebumps fell all over the floor.
This is the demon who was wiped out by Guifu Xantian.
After a full quarter of an hour, the howls subsided, and the ghost-faced team fiddled with the things in their hands and continued walking along this road.
"Let me go, senior brother, the methods of this underworld are so weird. Not to mention that I can't see the demons. I can't understand how these ghost faces subjugate demons."
After the team had gone far away, Li Xiaobai jumped out from behind the stone, his eyes full of surprise.
"No one can understand the affairs of this underworld. Even someone as powerful as Second Senior Sister is trapped here. You must not act without authorization. All actions must be followed."
Yang Chen's voice rang in his heart: "All the demons on this road have been driven away. Hurry up while it's safe now."
The underworld is full of ghost energy, and the demons in the underworld feed on it. Therefore, the ghost gate is the most attractive to demons. In order to maintain the order of the underworld and not be disturbed by demons, the ghost patrol is cleaning out demons every moment, like a tireless killing machine.
Li Xiaobai held a handful of talismans in his hand. The ghost-faced team just now was so weird. If anything goes wrong in the future, they will run away immediately.
Walking along the bluestone road, there was nothing unusual as Yang Chen said.
And the road under my feet became clearer and clearer as I walked. Compared to the blurry and illusory bluestone road earlier, every grain of the bluestone at this moment was clearly visible and emitted a faint light.
"Trickle..."
The sound of the river flowing reached Li Xiaobai's ears.
The road in front of me is blocked.
Instead, there is a river, blocking it in front of you.
There are boats floating forward along the river on the left and right, and there are quite a few boats. You can vaguely see two figures on each boat, one is rowing, and the other is sitting cross-legged on the bow, motionless.
Although there were a lot of them, no one looked at him in the same way, and they all headed to the other side of the river.
"I don't think this is the shore. Why are there no ships coming?"
Li Xiaobai cursed.
"This is the Ghost Mansion Patrol. Who dares to come here?"
"In front of you is the water of Forget River. If you get a drop of it, you will lose your memory. You have to find a boat to row across it."
In his mind, Yang Chen began to give instructions.
Li Xiaobai looked for his favorite target. Although he felt that the Wangchuan water should be ineffective on him, no one knew what was going on in the water. To be on the safe side, it was better to find a boat.
"These small boats capsize in a wave. We need to find a bigger boat."
Li Xiaobai murmured to himself, his eyes unconsciously staring at a warship.
The rest of the boats are like ants to an elephant.
A big ship is good, it has plenty of space, so he can hide for a while without being noticed.
"It's just you!"
Ignoring Yang Chen's exclamation in his mind, Li Xiaobai plunged into the water and swam towards the direction of the huge warship.
Passing those ships along the way, he noticed that the figures sitting on the bows had all turned their heads to look at him at some point. These were all people, with numb expressions and empty eyes, just looking at him quietly.
These are the souls of the dead who came to the underworld to be reincarnated.
After a few breaths, Li Xiaobai climbed onto the warship.
As expected, this kind of big boat is the best for hiding. There are only a few people there, so no one will notice you if you take a smooth sailing.
Turning over and entering a cabin, it was empty.
Yang Chen's annoyed voice came from his mind: "Junior brother, you are usually very clever, but why are you so reckless? Not to mention why the Forgotten River Water is ineffective for you, can't you see that there is something wrong with this ship alone?
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Li Xiaobai said: "Senior brother, didn't we ask you to choose a boat? I naturally want to choose a big one, mainly for convenience."
Yang Chen: "Among so many small boats, only this warship is different. You dare to come up without even knowing who is on board. Aren't you afraid of being left here forever?"
Li Xiaobai: "My little brother is ready to run away at any time. As long as the ship approaches the shore, he will flee immediately."
"Squeak."
Before the two could continue their conversation, the hatch opened with a creak.
A figure walked in and met Li Xiaobai. Neither of them said a word. The man just glanced at Li Xiaobai and sat down cross-legged in a corner of the room.
Li Xiaobai clutched the talisman tightly and stared at the man. If there was the slightest sign of trouble, he would run away immediately.
This man was thin, wearing a golden robe, with a crown on his head, and a grimace with black lines on a white background. He closed his eyes and meditated.
Li Xiaobai didn't know him.
But Yang Chen's voice was trembling.
"This is White Crane Boy!"
"Junior brother, you have boarded Lord Yama's ship!"