Soon, under the leadership of Huang Lin, a group of people came to a river. If you look closely at this river, it is neither too big nor too small. The width of the river is about twenty meters, and the river is still wide.
It's quite gentle and not breathtaking.
Woohoo!
When they came to the river, a strange whistle appeared in Huang Lin's hand. The whistle looked like a skull that had been shrunk many times. He held it in his hand and blew it gently, and a special sound like a ghost's cry began.
Echoing in the night sky, anyone who hears it can feel a kind of fear coming from the soul, as if they are in the Nine Netherworld.
After blowing for a while, Huang Lin put down the whistle in his hand.
"This is the ghost whistle. When it is blown, a ferryman will arrive to take us to the ghost market. At that time, we will follow him and we can go to the ghost market. During this process, please don't talk casually."
Huang Lin explained immediately.
"When summoning a ferryman, does it need to be somewhere with a river?"
Zhong Yan looked at the river in front of him, his eyes thoughtful. Under the palace of the soul, there had been simulations thousands of times. Huang Lin did not blow the whistle elsewhere, but in front of a river, which meant that the river was
The key factor in the emergence of the Ferryman.
Even if you are not blind, you can still see and guess.
"Well, that's right. To summon the ferryman, you need to be somewhere with a river. If there is no river, blowing the whistle will be useless."
Huang Lin nodded and affirmed.
He didn't say much after that, and the group waited quietly.
"coming."
Not long after, I saw a bamboo raft appearing at some point above the river, quietly moving down the river. On the bamboo raft, there was a white lantern hanging, and in the lantern, a green light shone.
When people see the light, they can't help but feel chilly, as if they saw a will-o'-the-wisp. A figure covered in black and wearing a bamboo hat is ferrying across the bamboo raft holding a pennant.
He slowly stopped in front of everyone.
"Let's go up."
Huang Lindang was ahead and started walking towards the bamboo raft. Zhong Yan and Miao Miaomiao got off the Nu Qing Chicken together, turned the Nu Qing Chicken into cards again and took it back to the Consciousness Sea Spirit Platform, and walked towards the bamboo raft together. They stepped onto the bamboo raft.
At the same time, I could clearly feel a different chill coming from the bamboo raft. It seemed that it was not made of ordinary bamboo. However, A Bao seemed to be somewhat interested in the bamboo on the raft, and kept staring at it with his eyes.
Walking on the bamboo raft, it seemed like there was saliva dripping from the corner of my mouth.
"Abao, you have to be good. If you can't eat this, I'll give you something delicious."
Miao Miaomiao quickly hugged A Bao and stuffed a piece of fine iron into A Bao's mouth, fearing that it would not be able to bear it and attack the bamboo raft in one bite. If it really wanted to eat it, no one knew what would happen, and the consequences would be disastrous.
It's really serious.
"Abao, be quiet."
Zhong Yan also smiled and patted Abao on the head and said softly.
When the ferryman in front of the bamboo raft heard it, it seemed that the bamboo pole in his hand paused for a moment, and his body became a little stiff, but he continued the ferry, heading downstream, drifting down at a speed that was neither fast nor slow. In front of him, on the hanging lantern
, blooming with a layer of green light, illuminating the river into a green color.
In a moment, the scenery in front of him changed amazingly.
The river unknowingly widened, and a vast long river appeared in front of me. All around, at some point, layers of mist appeared. The mist was so thick that it was difficult for the eyes to penetrate it.
"The world has changed silently. Has this left Yaoqing?"
Zhong Yan felt a sense of awe in his heart. He was certain that the river he was in now was definitely not the same river he was in before. Whenever it changed, he was not aware of it even when he was on the bamboo raft.
It's really weird and unpredictable.
"This is a branch of the Huangquan Holy River. According to legend, the Huangquan Holy River runs through all the heavens and worlds, connects all major civilizations, and leads endless souls to the six realms of reincarnation."
Huang Lin spoke slowly.
The Holy River of Huangquan is not only the supreme holy river in the underworld, but also contains incredible dangers. The legend of countless dead souls floating on the Huangquan River has been circulated for a long time. It is impossible to fly above this Huangquan River.
Once in the air, the gods will also fall into the river and sink and struggle in the underworld forever.
"Unjustly accused, I am unjustly accused. I am not guilty. Pull me up quickly."
There were souls of the dead looming in the mist, making wails of pain and calling for help, as if they wanted the people on the raft to help them.
"I am Pei Luoxi, I am the eldest princess. Pull me up quickly. I don't want to stay in the Huangquan River. Just save me and go up. I can give you money, lots and lots of money. I can give you power and give you power over the world.
I just flew in the sky and fell into the Huangquan River. I'm not willing to accept it."
An old-looking woman, aged seventy or eighty, with a face full of lies, who looked like an old witch, was struggling and wailing in the underworld, constantly accusing everyone on the bamboo raft. If she wanted to be rescued, all kinds of temptations would come.
Take out the money, power, and use it to the fullest extent.
Snapped!
Miao Miaomiao was so frightened by that look that she smashed a bamboo shoot she just held in her hand, and with one blow she smashed the old witch who had finally struggled to the surface of the water and continued to sink into the underworld.
"Old witch, get out of here."
Miao Miaomiao said with a scared look on her face.
"Don't be afraid, don't worry, if you enter hell, you will go to the eighteenth level of hell."
Zhong Yan smiled and patted Miao Miaomiao on the head, said softly, and glanced at the river with disdain.
Some people are destined to die, and some people are destined to perish in hell and never be reincarnated. The underworld is dedicated to doing this. It is professional enough, and even the eighteen levels of hell are waiting for it. Most of those who enter the Huangquan River are not good people.
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"Don't close it, and don't get close to the edge of the raft. If you get pulled in, it will be terrible. These guys are very keen to drag a few people along as their backs."
Huang Lin shook his head and said.
The ferryman didn't say anything, he was still holding the bamboo raft as usual, and kept moving forward.
Time seemed to have no meaning at this moment. Unknowingly, the bamboo raft suddenly docked and stopped at a port.
This port also appeared inexplicably, shuttling in the mist. When I saw it, I was already in the port. In the port, there was not just a bamboo raft, but bamboo rafts docked one after another, all the same.
Bamboo rafts and lanterns. You can tell at a glance that these are bamboo rafts made by Chengjian. This bamboo raft has a name, called Yin Yang Ferry.
The port also has a name, it says Huangquan Port.
"Okay, we're here. Let's go in."
Huang Lin said with a smile and stepped off the bamboo raft first, followed by Zhong Yan and the others.
Anyway, when we came here, there was no reason to back down. When we got off the bamboo raft, we saw that the ferryman was holding the bamboo raft away again. The same was true for other ferrymen. They didn't stop too much at the port.
His duty is to ferry people across the underworld.
Across all heavens and realms.
"What a big wind and sand."
Miao Miaomiao glanced ahead and saw a strong wind blowing, bringing with it bursts of yellow sand.
"This should be a secret place."
Zhong Yan glanced around and vaguely felt a very familiar aura. This aura came from the fact that he had been in a similar place. After thinking about it for a moment, he already thought that this was clearly a place where he had entered a wonder.
It feels like a special secret realm derived from it.
Immediately, he was sure that he had entered a secret realm somewhere.
"It seems that the ghost market is indeed related to the underworld. The wonders of the secret realm can connect all the heavens and the world. This is really magical."
Zhong Yan secretly had a thought flash in his mind.
There is no doubt that this is an incredible thing.
The anticipation for the ghost market is getting stronger.
There were not only them at the port, but also many other people, all brought here by the ferrymen. It could be seen that there were men and women, and even many of them were of foreign races. I don’t know the specific details. After entering the port,
A mysterious power fell on the body, and the face and body were shrouded in an invisible fog, with an inexplicable hazy feeling, and the divine mind could not detect the face under the fog. Even this kind of
Hidden, no one can dispel it themselves.
"This is what the ghost market prepares for all visitors. It is to hide your identity. In the ghost market, you can guarantee absolute safety. No matter what kind of rare treasures are sold here, you can transfer them to another place."
Even the people in charge inside the ghost market don't know that safety is absolutely guaranteed. As long as you don't tell anyone about what you buy, no one will know. Therefore, the existence of the ghost market is loved by countless monks. Many shady people
Everything is sold here. However, all the transactions used here are eternal coins, and other currencies are not recognized here."
Huang Lin opened his mouth to explain.
There is no doubt that this approach ensures privacy to the greatest extent and ensures everyone's security. You will not be targeted by someone just buying something casually. Here, you will not be able to recognize you after you buy something.
"It's really amazing. Now I'm looking forward to it more and more to see what kind of harvest I can get here."
Zhong Yan said with a smile.
"Well, let's go. After entering, you can wander around separately. The ghost market will end at dawn. At that time, you will be sent away automatically and returned to the place where you entered. I hope you can gain something here."
Huang Lin said with a smile.
Entering here, I have no intention of continuing to get together.
The ghost market is a very private buying and selling process. Generally speaking, people who are not very familiar with each other will not get together. It is not conducive to hiding one's identity. Obviously, he has no intention of being with Zhong Yan and the others. Of course, Zhong Yan
I thought so too.
Then he nodded and followed the crowd together.
There is yellow sand everywhere in front of you, but in the yellow sand, you can see an oasis standing. This oasis is not big, and it cannot even be called an oasis. It is the ruins of an ancient battlefield. Bones can be seen scattered everywhere. It is like a city.
The market appeared in front of them, the entire city was made of bones, and countless ferocious heads shocked people's hearts.