White Bone Monkey King

Boom!

When people boarded the boat, the boat seemed to be shaking a little under the load.

Fortunately, he quickly corrected himself, which shocked Jin An into a cold sweat.

At the last moment he finally boarded the ship successfully.

Jin An looked back at the child's footprints behind him. The child's wet footprints were still standing at the end of the trestle, motionless.

It was as if a child had fallen into the water and drowned. The invisible child kept dripping water, and kept lingering in place staring at Jin An, unwilling to leave so easily.

Even though he had boarded the ship, Jin An still had a chilling feeling in his heart, a premonition of danger like a ray of light on his back.

Although no one can see it in the end.

Only a pair of wet footprints of a child were seen in place.

But instead of being calm, the atmosphere became even weirder.

Jin An felt that if he hadn't been clever and ran fast this time, he might have been entangled by the evil spirit child who had been invisible. If he didn't use the Five Thunder Evil Slaying Talisman, it was hard to say whether he could escape.

As for the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman, there are only two thunder diagrams left now. If you use it once, you will lose one. It is a life-saving trick sealed by the Five Thousand Yin De Edict and cannot be wasted easily.

At this moment, the trestle, which was already becoming more and more dilapidated, finally overturned under the load, and even the wet footprints of the children disappeared, and the feeling of being stared at by dangerous eyes also disappeared.

Only then did Jin An have time to look at Ye Xiaozhou in front of him.

Just now he was in a hurry to escape and didn't look too closely. Now he looked at the boat in front of him again.

Jin An was surprised to find that the flames of the lantern on the bow of the boat were actually green, which seemed a bit strange and magical in this black and white world.

Is this the soul-inducing lamp that the old man told me about? Jin An thought to himself.

The soul-inducing lantern was transformed from Wu Zang Taoist's obsession before he was born, so the small boat under his feet should also be the soul-inducing boat. It is used to ferry people to the place where Wu Zang Taoist finally died on the boundless Huangquan Road.

The Taoist priest of the five internal organs was killed by the clay statue in the coffin temple.

So find the five internal organs Taoist.

It's like finding the coffin temple.

"Senior, are you...Mr. Yin Yang in the black coffin?" Jin An held his hand on the edge of the boat and asked after he sat upright.

At this time, the boat was slowly advancing on the water with the poles, and circles of ripples were gently rippling under the boat.

There was still a thick fog all around, making it difficult to see clearly the surrounding environment. The whispering sounds of countless people in his ears were still attacking Jin An's brain and nerves all the time, as if there was something hidden in the thick fog. There is a huge invisible terrorist crisis. Thousands of invisible white ghosts are wandering in the sky, and they are filled with gloom and gloom.

The atmosphere in this underworld is so weird.

It is very different from the underworld in Jin An's imagination.

Facing Jin An's questions, the lean but not hunched back of the man who was pole-polling on the bow of the boat remained silent.

"Senior, don't know what to call me?"

Jin An called softly again.

But the other party was still concentrating on the pole without any response.

Jin An's eyes showed confusion and confusion. Could it be that he was on the wrong ship?

After being calm for a while, just when Jin An could no longer hold back in this oppressive calm, in this world of monotonous black and white, a huge building appeared in the thick fog in front of him.

The thick fog next door could only vaguely see the outline, but Jin An always felt that it looked so familiar.

After getting closer, Jin An suddenly stood up and looked carefully, with a look of astonishment on his face. Isn't this the leader of the Qingshui Gang who has been destroyed?

That was the Qingshui Gang's chief helm. It consisted of seven or eight large ships connected to form a solid fortress on the water.

"The chief helmsman of the Qingshui Gang?"

"Has this already passed Xiba Village and is near Chang County?"

"Doesn't that mean I'm swimming upstream of the Yinyi River now?"

The chief rudder of the Qingshui Gang was now in ruins. In the mist on the river, huge hulls were like broken halberds sinking into the sand, standing in the shallows of the river as if they were shouting silently and desolately.

Dead silence.

Silence.

calm.

Behind the headquarters of the Qingshui Gang is the county seat of Changxian County. However, due to the thick fog surrounding it, one can only vaguely see a huge black figure standing in the thick fog.

The huge black shadow was like a cover, hazy and fuzzy, like a terrifying demonic figure twisting in the thick fog. Jin An was actually a little afraid for a moment to confirm whether it was the Chang County he was familiar with?

In other words, it is something else that is more bizarre and evil...

Changxian County has been reduced to a dead city. The black shadows in the thick fog are extremely calm and quiet, with no sound coming out. It is as lifeless as an old deep mountain pool that has not been broken for a hundred years, dark, cold, and bottomless.

Jin An has always tried to see clearly the huge strange black shadow behind the thick fog. Is it the Chang County he is familiar with? What did Chang County look like after he escaped from Chang County... But the boat under his feet did not stop. Meaning, continue to create circles of ripples, and slowly push forward on the pole.

Jin An silently stared at the commander-in-chief of the Qingshui Gang and Changxian behind him, slowly dimming and blurring, disappearing into the thick mist, until he was completely invisible, and then he turned around again in silence.

"Have you ever understood traveling to the underworld and the underworld?"

The man who had been punting at the bow of the boat finally took the initiative to say the first words. His voice was a little dull. Jin An noticed that the other person was wearing a bronze mask on his face and did not want Jin An to see his facial features.

It's strange to say.

The voice of Mr. Yin Yang was not as old as Jin An imagined.

Facing the other party's sudden question, Jin An was a little surprised, but after organizing his words, he replied: "People often say that death is like a lamp going out."

"But after the lights go out, they don't disappear immediately. There is still a wisp of green smoke remaining, which takes a long time to dissipate."

"This world is like a sea of ​​suffering, and human life is like a shallow grass. People die every day. Some die of old age, some die without treatment, some become sick due to longing, some die unjustly, and some die unjustly... "

"When people die, the lights go out, and those dead people are scattered all over the world. In the end, they are all walked under our feet every day. The ubiquitous rivers, lakes, seas, and streams connect their souls, obsessions, and resentments together to form a A complete and huge world of spiritual wills, which include good thoughts, joy, anger, and sadness, as well as evil, strangeness, darkness, curses, pollution, mystery, terror, and heresy. People in later generations collectively call it the "underworld" ."

"And those rivers, lakes, seas, and streams that connect the souls of all the dead together, after they arrived in the underworld, they were given another awe-inspiring name by later generations, called the 'Jiuqu Huangquan Road'. Life is impermanent, and the road to the underworld is full of dead people. This is what you get.”

These are the details of the underworld that Jin An learned from the old Taoist priest before he went to the underworld.

The old Taoist priest also heard these details about the underworld from his friend who was a wanderer of the underworld.

The underworld here is different from the underworld that Jin'an is familiar with, with its bull-headed and horse-faced underworld, and the black and white impermanent Hades.

If he had not learned these details from the old Taoist priest in advance, Jin An would not have been able to calm down so quickly after seeing the scene in front of him that was different from what he had imagined.

Jin An pondered while continuing to talk.

"Generally speaking, this kind of lingering memory of the deceased's soul will not last long. It will disappear as the human body becomes highly decomposed or after the first seven years."

"But the stronger the obsession after death, such as unfulfilled wishes in the world, or the strong resentment of a person who died in vain, these situations will make the lingering thoughts after death longer."

"It is precisely because good thoughts dissipate quickly and evil thoughts accumulate for thousands of years that the underworld has gradually become a strange and cursed spiritual world that can pollute the souls of living people."

"And this is the main reason why we go to the underworld."

"The man-eating clay statue in the trumpet, urn and coffin temple has been integrated with the place where the underworld gathers, so it can no longer be killed in the outside world. The only way is to go to the underworld and go down to the underworld to find the remnants of the man-eating clay statue hiding in the underworld. , kill it. Because as long as it is a dead person, whether it is a corpse or an evil spirit, it will go to the underworld after death, and it will go to the Jiuqu Huangquan Road after death."

Of course, all of the above were said by the old Taoist friend who was a wanderer. Jin An relied on his own understanding to reorganize the wording before speaking out.

"So, the underworld we are entering now is not the world of residual thoughts belonging to the Five Zang Taoist alone, but a complete and huge world composed of tens of thousands of dead souls, covering the entire Kangding Kingdom, and even includes outside the Kangding Kingdom. The southern barbarians, northern deserts, and grasslands...the underworld is so vast and endless, even wider than the overworld."

After listening to Jin An's self-view, Mr. Yin Yang nodded.

"Then do you know the taboos about walking in the vagina?"

When Jin An recited the three taboos of Yin and Yang, Mr. Yin and Yang suddenly became silent.

"What's wrong, sir?"

"But what did I say wrong?"

"If I'm wrong, please tell me sir."

Seeing that the other party suddenly became silent, Jin An thought that he had remembered something wrong, so he hurriedly asked for advice humbly.

Facing Jin An's humbly asking for advice, Mr. Yin Yang, wearing a bronze mask: "..."

"Your answer is already very good. I have nothing more to teach you."

Mr. Yin Yang said a little bit after being silent.

"Sir, can a wanderer really travel a hundred thousand miles in one night and circumvent all the borders of Kangding Kingdom?"

"Can."

As soon as Mr. Yin Yang finished speaking, he seemed to have guessed Jin An's thoughts: "But there must be a soul-inducing lamp as a guide."

"The world of the underworld is not as peaceful as it looks in the mirror of a lake. There are yellow wind disasters on the Jiuqu Huangquan Road, and there are fogs that hide unknown mysteries. There are black wind disasters on the land. There are magic lands, forbidden areas, mass graves, and human-headed mountains. , there are ancient battlefields with broken limbs, and dynasties have changed. Throughout thousands of years of history, there is no land or mountain where no one has died... Let’s not talk about the land for now, just walk through the waterway. If there is no soul-guiding lamp to guide the direction, no one will die. If you take a few breaths, you will be lost in the mist on the river."

"Going back to the dry road, it's like the ruins of Changxian County we passed just now. All the people in the city died, and the wails, pain, and resentment of tens of thousands of dead souls have long since turned into purgatory on earth. And in the underworld, food like this There are as many human and demon caves as the stars in the sky, and Chang County is just a drop in the ocean. There are forbidden places for living people in the underworld, but there are no forbidden places for living people in the underworld, and there are even more forbidden places for living people in the underworld."

"It's difficult to walk on water, but it's a hundred times, a thousand times harder to walk on dry land."

"So, if you want to travel around the Kangding Kingdom in the underworld, you can achieve it on paper, but the real situation is not realistic. Without a soul-inducing lamp, you can't even go out of the Chang County boundary, and you will be polluted by all the evil spirits in the underworld. I lost your soul, and finally ended up dying with your soul dead and your body gone."

All right.

After listening to Mr. Yin Yang's words, Jin An once again had a clear perception of the horror of the underworld.

To put it simply, this is a place where you can eat your soul without spitting out your bones. The water here is even colder!

The soul-inducing ship continues to move forward.

All the way upstream.

During this period, Jin An also made many insinuations about Mr. Yin Yang's identity, origin, and abilities, but the former was just like the bronze mask on his face, with no results.

The boat moved forward for some distance in the Yinyi River. Finally, bang, the bow of the boat bounced lightly and the boat stopped.

Already docked.

"arrive."

"This is the closest landing point to the coffin temple in Juyin Land. The rest of the journey is deep in the mountains. There are no waterways to enter, so we can only enter through dry roads."

Hear the words.

Jin An looked at Mr. Yin Yang.

Mr. Yin Yang looked at Jin An.

The two of them stared at each other, you look at me, I look at you.

In the end, it was Jin An who spoke first: "Sir, won't you accompany me ashore?"

Mr. Yin Yang's voice under the bronze mask was slightly dull: "Your road is ahead."

Jin An: "?"

No, sir, are you playing riddles with me?

"I am already a dead person. I can only ferry others to the shore, but I cannot ferry myself to the shore." Mr. Yin Yang turned around and picked up the soul-inducing lantern from the bow of the boat and handed it to Jin An.

…

The river bank was muddy and wet, and the road was not easy to walk. Jin An walked one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Walking in the thick fog always reminds Jin An of the cemetery in the early morning. The night fog is shrouded in deathly silence, and the air is damp, cold and eerie. When people walk in this thick fog, there is a kind of cold skin that is peeled off layer by layer. It feels lifeless and lifeless.

It wasn't until the surrounding fog became lighter and lighter, and the field of vision suddenly became empty, that people finally walked out of the river bank and were already some distance away from the waterway.

Jin An turned around thoughtfully and looked at the thick fog covering the Yinyi River behind him.

It seems that the thick fog should be water mist or something else. It only covers areas with water channels and cannot leave the water channels...

During the next journey, Jin An began to follow the guidance of the soul-inducing lamp, heading towards the temple with the trumpet, urn and coffin.

This soul-inducing lamp is guided by the obsession of Taoist Wu Zang. As long as the body of Taoist Wu Zang is found, the coffin temple must be near the corpse.

The environment in the mountains was rugged and complex, with tall shrubs and thorns blocking out the sky and sun everywhere. Jin An had already forgotten the specific location of the trumpet urn. And after listening to Mr. Yin Yang's introduction to the many unknown horrors in the underworld, he no longer dared to run around. He followed the guidance of the soul-inducing lamp and moved forward cautiously.