mind master

Chapter 238
【Believe in the country】

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 [-] meters.

Woohoo! !

When he came to the river, a somewhat strange whistle appeared in Huang Lin's hand. The whistle looked like a skull that had shrunk many times. When he held it in his hand and blew it lightly, a special sound like a ghost crying began. Echoing in the night sky, anyone who hears it can feel a kind of fear 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 a ghost whistle. After the whistle is blown, there will be a ferryman who will take us to the ghost market. When the time comes, we will follow and go to the ghost market. During this process, don't talk casually."

Huang Lin immediately explained.

"To summon the ferryman, do you need to be in a place with a river?"

Zhong Yan looked at the river in front of him, his eyes were thoughtful, there had already been thousands of simulations under the palace of the mind.Huang Lin didn't blow his whistle in other places, but in front of a river, which means that the river is the key factor for the appearance of the ferryman.

Even if your eyes are not blind, you can still see and guess.

"Well, yes, to summon the ferryman, you need to be in a place with a river. If there is no river, blowing a whistle is useless."

Huang Lin nodded in affirmation.

He didn't say much after that, and the group waited quietly.

"coming."

Not long after, I saw that above the river, a bamboo raft appeared at some unknown time, and it went down the river quietly. On the bamboo raft, hung a white lantern, and in that lantern, a green light flashed. The light, let people see, can't help but feel cold, as if seeing a will-o'-the-wisp, a dark figure with a bamboo hat is supporting a penny on a bamboo raft, and comes by ferry.

Slowly stopped in front of everyone.

"Come on, let's go up."

Huang Lin took the lead and started walking towards the bamboo raft. Zhong Yan and Miao Miaomiao got off the Nuqing chicken together, turned the Nuqing chicken into a card and took it back to the sea-conscious platform, and walked towards the bamboo raft together.While stepping on the bamboo raft, you can clearly feel a different chill from the bamboo raft, it seems that it is not made of ordinary bamboo, but Abao seems to be interested in the bamboo on the bamboo raft. He kept staring at the bamboo raft, as if saliva was about to drip from the corner of his mouth.

"A Bao, you have to be good, this is not edible, I will give you something delicious."

Miao Miaomiao hurriedly hugged A Bao, and stuffed a piece of fine iron into A Bao's mouth, afraid that he could not bear it, and would attack the bamboo raft with one bite. If he really wanted to eat it, no one knew what would happen, and the consequences would be Really serious.

"Bao, be quiet."

Zhong Yan also patted A Bao's head with a smile, and said softly.

The ferryman in front of the bamboo raft heard that the penny in his hand seemed to have stopped for a moment, and his body was a little stiff, but he continued to ferry, heading downstream, drifting down, neither fast nor slow, in front, on the hanging lanterns , A layer of dark green lights bloomed, illuminating the river water in a piece of emerald green.

In an instant, the scenery in front of him changed dramatically.

The river, unknowingly, widened, and a vast long river appeared in front of him.Around, at an unknown time, layers of mist emerged, the mist was so thick that it was difficult for the eyes to penetrate through it.

"The world has changed silently, has this already left Yaoqing?"

Zhong Yan felt a sense of awe in his heart. He could be sure that the river he was in now was definitely not the river he was in before. When it changed, even if he was on the bamboo raft, he didn't notice it.

It's really weird and unpredictable.

"This is a branch of the Yellow Spring Holy River. According to legend, the Yellow Spring Holy River runs through the heavens and all worlds, connects all major civilizations, and attracts infinite dead souls to the six reincarnations."

Huang Lin spoke slowly.

The Yellow Spring Sacred River is not only the supreme holy river of the underworld, but also contains incredible dangers.On the Huangquan River, the legend of goose feathers not floating and countless dead souls has been passed down for a long time. The sky above this Huangquan River cannot fly. .

"Wronged, I was wronged, I am not guilty, pull me up quickly."

Some dead souls loomed in the mist, wailing in pain and calling for help, as if they wanted the people on the bamboo raft to give them a hand.

"I'm Pei Luoxi, I'm the eldest princess, pull me up quickly, I don't want to stay in the Yellow Spring River, just save me up, I can give you money, a lot of money, I can give you power, let you rule the world. I just flew in the sky, how come I fell into the Huangquan River, I am not reconciled."

An old-looking woman in her seventies and [-]s, with a sly face, who looked like an old witch struggled and howled in the underworld, constantly complaining to everyone on the bamboo raft.To be rescued, all kinds of temptations are offered, money, power, everything is used.

Snapped! !

Miao Miaomiao was so frightened that she threw a bamboo shoot she had just held in her hand, and smashed the old witch who had finally struggled to the surface of the water and continued to sink into the underworld.

"Old witch, go away."

Miao Miaomiao said with a look of fear.

"Don't be afraid, don't worry about it, if you enter the underworld, you will enter the eighteenth level of hell."

Zhong Yan patted Miao Miaomiao's head with a smile, said softly, and glanced at the river with disdain.

Some people are doomed to die, some people are doomed to perish in hell, never to be reborn, the underworld is specialized in doing this, professional enough, eighteen levels of hell are waiting.Most of those who entered the Huangquan River were not good people.

"Don't close it, and don't get close to the edge of the bamboo raft. It will be terrible if you are pulled in. These guys are very keen to pull a few people as backing."

Huang Lin shook his head and said.

The ferryman didn't speak, he was still supporting the bamboo raft as before, and kept moving forward.

At this moment, time seemed to have no meaning. Unknowingly, the bamboo raft suddenly landed and stopped at a port.

This port also appeared inexplicably, shuttling through the fog, and when I saw it, I was already in the port. In the port, there is not just a bamboo raft, but a bamboo raft docked. They are all the same Bamboo rafts, lanterns.One can tell at a glance that these are bamboo rafts made by Cheng Jianzhi.This bamboo raft has a name, it is called Yinyang Ferry.

The port also has a name, which says Huangquan Port.

"Okay, here we are. Go in."

Huang Lin said with a smile, when he got off the bamboo raft first, Zhong Yan and the others followed suit.

Anyway, when I came here, I naturally had no reason to back down. When I stepped off the bamboo raft, I saw that the ferryman was supporting the bamboo raft again, and the other ferrymen were also doing the same. They didn't stop too much at the port. His duty is to ferry and travel through the underworld.

Across the heavens and worlds.

"What a big sandstorm."

Miao Miaomiao glanced ahead, a gust of wind was blowing, bringing waves of yellow sand.

"This should be a secret place."

Zhong Yan glanced around, and vaguely felt a very familiar aura. This aura originated from the fact that he had been in a similar place. After thinking about it for a while, he had already thought that this was clearly the result of entering a certain place by a spectacle. It feels like a special secret realm derived from it.

Immediately, he was certain that he should have entered a certain secret realm.

"It seems that the ghost market is indeed related to the underworld. The secret place of wonders can connect the heavens and the world. This is really magical."

Zhong Yan secretly flashed a thought in his mind.

There is no doubt that this is a very incredible thing.

The expectations for the ghost market are also getting stronger.

There are not only them, but also many other people on the port, all of whom were picked up by the ferrymen. It can be seen that men and women, and even many of them are of different races. I don’t know the specifics. After stepping into the port, A mysterious force fell on the body, from the face to the body, all were shrouded in an invisible mist, with an inexplicable sense of obscurity, and even the divine sense could not detect the face under the mist.Even, this kind of concealment cannot be dispelled by everyone.

"This is what the ghost market prepares for all visitors. It is to hide their identities. In the ghost market, absolute safety can be guaranteed. No matter what kind of rare treasures are sold here, if they are sold, go to another place. Even the people in charge of the ghost city don’t know about it. Safety is absolutely guaranteed. As long as you don’t tell anyone what you buy, no one will know. Therefore, the existence of the ghost city is loved by countless monks. Many people who can’t see the light Things are sold here. However, all the transactions here are eternal coins, and other currencies are not recognized here."

Huang Lin opened his mouth to explain.

Undoubtedly, this approach guarantees privacy to the greatest extent and ensures the safety of each other. You will not be followed by someone just after you buy something. Here, after you buy something, you will not be able to recognize it when you turn around.

"It's really amazing. Now I'm looking forward to it more and more, to see what kind of gains I can get here."

Zhong Yan said with a smile.

"Well, let's go, let's walk around separately after entering, the ghost market will end at dawn, and when the time comes, we will automatically send people away and return to the place when we entered. I hope you can gain something here."

Huang Lin said with a smile.

Entering here, I didn't intend to continue to get together.

The ghost market is a very private process of buying and selling. Generally speaking, people who are not very familiar will not get together, which is not conducive to hiding one's identity.Obviously, he didn't intend to be with Zhong Yan and the others, of course, Zhong Yan also thought so.

Then he nodded and followed the crowd together.

There is yellow sand everywhere in front of my eyes, but in the yellow sand, I can see an oasis standing tall. This oasis is not big, it can't even be called an oasis, but the ruins of an ancient battlefield, and bones can be seen scattered everywhere.A city-like market appeared in front of him. The whole city was made of white bones, and the countless hideous heads shocked people's hearts.

(End of this chapter)