Tales of Herding Gods

They continue to move forward along the river, only about a hundred miles from the source of the river, and more and more strange things.

Qin Mu saw the light in front of the bright, shining darkness, there is a village, the lights in the darkness are very eye-catching.

An old man in the village is sticking a paper-paper boat. After a paper boat is tied, he flies out of the village and stops at the river. The wet men and women in the river board the ship, and then the paper boat floats to the river, where there is a boat. The fog was filled and the paper boat disappeared into the dense fog.

"That is the difference."

The village chief whispered: "At night, appear to extradite those who died in the river. Don't alarm them."

"Yin difference?"

Qin Mu’s heart was curious and looked at the old man a few times. The old man’s face was vague and it seemed that he could not see his appearance through a layer of yarn.

The old man in the village seemed to be aware of it. Looking up to him, Qin Mu’s bones were stunned, and he felt that his soul was shaking and seemed to fly out of the body. At this time, his eyebrows came with a loud Buddha's voice, and the grandfather planted in his eyebrows to imprint the light, blocking the old man's gaze.

"The living person stops." The old man bowed his head and continued to paste the paper boat, if there was no sound coming.

The village chief cautiously said: "Shepherd, don't interfere with the world after death."

"The world after death?"

Qin Mu smashed and said: "We are clearly in the big market, this is not the world after death, why the village head said so..."

"There are many differences in the big market, connecting many worlds. That small village is the place where the post-mortem world borders the real world."

The head of the village said: "Not only is there such a place in the Great Market. In fact, there are similar places outside the Great Wall. If you walk out of the big market, you can see such an old village like this. Don't ask questions. As long as you don't provoke them, they don't Will interfere in the real world. But they know a lot, they can ask them for directions. Brother, dare to ask how to go to worry-free township?"

The old man in the village raised a finger and pointed to the darkness: "You can't go to the real worry-free town..."

The village chief thanked them. They continued to move forward. This way, I didn’t know how far it was. The jade in front of Qin Mu’s chest suddenly floated gently and pointed forward.

Qin Mu heart micro-motion: "village chief!"

The village head looked back at this scene and nodded lightly. Qin Mu took Yu Pei off, hesitated, but let go.

Jade Pei floated and flew forward. The village head immediately took Qin Mu to keep up with Yu Pei. This jade peeped faster and faster, like a meteor to cut through the darkness.

Qin Mu and the village chief quickly caught up, suddenly only heard a bang, as if the ball fell into the sound of the lake, Yu Pei hit an invisible membrane wall, issued a turn in the air.

In the face of Qin Mu and the village chief, there seems to be a strange world that slowly unfolds with them. They are in front of a vast expanse of mist and fog. They are surrounded by mountains, vast and vast, hidden in the darkness, overlapping with the darkness, but It is not dark.

"There is another realm in the dark!"

The head of the village took him to catch up. Qin Mu’s detective grasped Yu Pei and could not suppress the excitement in his heart: “Is this a worry-free hometown? Will my parents be here?”

In his hands, Yu Pei is still moving, seems to fly to the position of the owner.

Qin Mu hangs Yu Pei on his chest, let Yu Pei lead the way, and walks forward. The village head quickly stops in front of him and looks calm: "Shepherd, we have come here, don't worry, step by step. Here Very weird..."

Qin Mu calmed down and walked forward. Here, the mountains are beautiful, but the fog is a bit fuzzy. Is it really a worry-free town?

Doesn't that mean that they can't go to worry-free township?

The front is foggy and the mountains are looming. At the foot of Qin Mu, a sudden squeaking sound is heard. Only one voice is heard: "You have pained me..."

Qin Mu was shocked and looked down quickly. He saw a dead bone palm pumping out from the soles of his feet. Then a dragonfly poked his head out of the fog, and the hollow eyelids "lood" at him.

"people!"

This screams, and the screaming voice echoes in this foggy world, which is very harsh.

Qin Mu quickly stepped back and screamed at his feet. He saw that there were countless dead bones on the ground. I don’t know how many bones accumulate and piled up together. I don’t know how deep!

He saw the nine-day rotation in his eyes, and looked at the mountains in the fog, and could not help but fight a few cold wars.

The mountains in the mist were actually built of countless bones. These dead bones were piled up one after another, hidden in the fog!

Qin Mu's bones are stunned, the bones on the ground stand up at one root, and a swaying swaying in the gray mist, only listening to the various twisted sounds echoing in the fog: "Man? Where is there?"

"There have been no people here for a long time! Who can get here?"

"They have meat, we have no meat, we take their meat -"

......

The village chief frowned and looked into the distance. The distant mountain was also shaking. Then the mountain stood up, like a monster made up of countless white bones, stepping forward to this side. Those who walked on the side of the mountain, while there were countless hands and feet dancing, it was a joy to run over and climb to the mountains to make these bone beasts bigger and bigger.

Some bones also carry the magic of the gods, apparently the bones of the gods!

The noisy voice was noisy and cluttered. I don’t know how many voices are calling people who want to eat them.

"Where is there so much bones?"

The village chief couldn't help but feel a little hairy. Several small cockroaches with a height of only three feet ran from the fog and hugged Qin Mu's legs. Qin Muyi smashed the cockroaches, but more The rushing rushing, like the waves of the sea, is very scary!

The village chief overflowed and turned into a sword light, but there are too many shackles here, even if he has some headaches, especially those bones and bones, I am afraid it is more difficult to deal with.

At this time, Qin Mumei’s heart burst into bloom, and a large Buddha’s virtual shadow emerged, sitting behind them, suddenly screaming and fleeing.

There are a lot of hustle and bustle running together, becoming giants running one by one, and some giants are stumbled, landing and turning into countless slaps and running, running and gathering together, becoming a giant.

Qin Mu sighed with relief, and Ma’s buddy in the eyebrows of his eyebrows had a miraculous effect on these strange cockroaches, so that these cockroaches could not be close.

The distant Laoshan also paused and looked far away. I saw that the big Buddha behind Qin Mu did not dare to approach.

The fog was like a wave, and the fog between the mountains made it look like a sea of ​​fog. Suddenly, there was light coming from it. Qin Mu stared at it and looked at it. He saw a leaf boat from two rafts. Floating between the mountains.

The leaf boat floated on the fog, and a lone lantern was hung on the bow of the boat. There was no sail, and the lantern emitted a faint glow.

The boatman in the back of the boat, wearing a ragged coat, stood there paddling with a paddle, wearing a hat, and there was another person sitting under the lantern, with a fight and could not see the face.

The boat quickly swayed in front of them, and the man under the lantern stood up and turned to salute the boatman and took out a gold coin.

The boatman reached for the gold coin, and Qin Mu immediately saw that the boatman’s palm had no flesh and blood!

Under this fight, in the coat, it is actually a beggar!

Squatting!

Under the lantern, the man walked down the boat and saw Qin Mu and the village head. He was slightly stunned and swearing, and his voice was old: "Dao brother."

Qin Mu and the village head returned to the ceremony: "Dao brother."

The man pressed the bucket and walked out.

The village chief suddenly said: "The brothers stayed."

The man stopped.

The head of the village said: "Do you still have money left?"

The man was hoarse and snorted and smiled. "You didn't bring money, you want to make the ghosts grind?"

The village head smiled and said: "So I want to borrow a bit from my brother."

Under the fight, there was a laugh: "Old sword god, I haven't seen you for a long time. You and I have few people left in that era. It is a fate to meet here. Or, I will give you a few words." ""

He reached out his palm and floated a few gold coins in his palm.

The head of the village was dignified, and the vitality was manifested. The arms and legs were raised, and the palms were slowly explored and caught in the gold coins in his hands.

The two palms touch each other, and each shape shakes.

The man under the fight retracted his arm and turned and walked. He sighed: "You are old, but still better than me. But fortunately, I am younger than you, I can live longer than you."

The village chief watched him go and said: "You are stronger than before, but not necessarily I have lived for a long time."

"Difficult to say."

The man under the fight jumped and disappeared. The village chief opened his palms, and four gold coins fell in the hands of Qin Mu, and then the arms and legs of the vitality gradually dimmed, saying: "Shepherd, we boarded the ship."

Qin Mu hearted and boarded the boat. The village head also floated up, leaning against the mast, the boatman at the back of the boat turned the bow, the boat was long, and it was very stable, heading for the fog in the depths of Mount Laoshan.