White Bone Monkey King

Another Feng Shui master wearing a Tai Chi Bagua robe also spoke.

"When it comes to crossing the river and entering the Cave of Thousand Corpses, the man who crosses the river is the perfect person."

"The people who cross the river specialize in ferrying the living to see the dead in the place where the dead are. I think if you follow the people who cross the river, you have a greater chance of successfully getting through the Cave of Thousand Corpses this time."

Ding-dang-dang——

The Feng Shui master hung three copper bells around his waist, which made a gentle ringing sound at night.

The three copper bells are quite small and delicate.

Styles vary.

A copper bell is engraved with the tomb beast.

A copper bell is engraved with landscapes, birds and animals.

A copper bell is engraved with the sound of a roaring river.

Each bell is exquisitely made, comparable to handicrafts, and is not an ordinary bell that can be seen everywhere in the folk.

"Old sir, how about we join forces, you give me a ride, and we look after each other after we enter the Cave of Thousand Corpses, how about that?"

The Feng Shui master with three copper bells hanging on his waist looked at the blind man crossing the river with a gentle smile.

The little monkey squatting on the mountain on the shoulder of the old man crossing the river was actually very quiet at this time.

This little monkey understands human nature.

Perhaps even it knows that the Cave of Thousand Corpses in the Yinyi River that is about to descend is very dangerous, and it is rare to find peace and quiet at this moment.

A pair of monkey eyes stared closely at the Thousand Corpses Cave, which was as dark as a demon's mouth.

Looking nervous.

"You should be clear about the rules of the ferry business, right?"

This was the first time Jin An heard the blind man crossing the river speak.

The voice was hoarse and rough, like the grinding of rough stones.

It is estimated that the throat was injured.

When the man crossing the river spoke, he looked at Mr. Feng Shui. Even though he was blind, it did not affect his daily life at all.

Jin An suddenly thought of a very powerful sentence.

I am blind, but my heart is not blind.

"Little brother, that Feng Shui master is not simple." Just as Jin An lowered his head and suppressed a smile, the old Taoist priest whispered to Jin An.

"Huh?" Jin An couldn't help but take a few more glances at the Feng Shui master.

"Old Taoist, did you see something?"

The old Taoist priest stood in the crowd, secretly raised his finger and pointed at the three small bells hanging on Mr. Feng Shui's waist, and explained the reason.

"Little brother, have you noticed the three little bells hanging on the waist of the Feng Shui Master?"

"This bell is also called a Feng Shui bell in the Feng Shui world. Feng Shui masters have two treasures, the bell and the compass."

"In the Feng Shui world, there is an unwritten rule. If two Feng Shui masters fight over business, acupuncture, personal grudges, etc., whoever wins can take off the other person's Feng Shui bell and hang the other person's Feng Shui bell around his waist. , used to tell outsiders that this person has been defeated by me, and his future fellow disciples, brothers, disciples, and disciples will not be able to do business in my territory unless he wins the Feng Shui Bell again in a battle of wits."

"So, it is a shame for Mr. Feng Shui to lose his Feng Shui Bell. And this Feng Shui Bell is often hung on the waist by his opponent and made public. This is even more shameful and humiliating. It is more heart-wrenching than killing someone. vicious."

Jin An was a little surprised when he heard this.

These Feng Shui master professions, which are usually given to moderates, are unexpectedly so fierce in open and covert competition.

really.

No matter what industry, peers are mortal enemies.

The old Taoist priest continued to explain in a low voice: "Little brother, look at the Feng Shui Mr., there are three Feng Shui bells hanging around his waist. Each one has a different style, which means that two of the Feng Shui bells were won by him."

"He has at least fought with two Feng Shui masters, and has won two times in a row without losing once."

"That's why I say he is not simple."

The words of the old Taoist priest made Jin An start to look seriously at the Feng Shui master in the Tai Chi Bagua robe.

The conversation between the Feng Shui master and the old ferryman over there was still going on.

"The ferry is borrowing the dark road, and it is the road of the dead. As the saying goes, money can make the world go round. I understand the rules of the ferryman. After we get to the Cave of Thousand Corpses, if the old gentleman is in danger, I can save him. Once, as the price of equal exchange.”

After listening to Mr. Feng Shui's words, the old man who was crossing the river didn't know whether he was relying on the sound to identify the location, or whether his eyes were not completely blind but could barely see. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the three Feng Shui bells hanging on Mr. Feng Shui's waist. .

He nodded with a smile on his face and said, "Easy to say, easy to say."

Seeing that the River Crosser was so easy to talk to, Mr. Feng Shui and the River Crosser reached cooperation so easily, and several other folk exorcists present also approached the old River Crosser.

The man who crossed the river repeated the same sentence every time: "You should be clear about the rules of the ferry business, right?"

In order to get the people crossing the river to take them in, these people imitated the Feng Shui master's words. After descending to the Yinyi River, if the people crossing the river were in danger, they could rescue the people crossing the river once as an equal exchange price.

I don’t know whether these people were sincere or just perfunctory to trick the people crossing the river. Anyway, the people crossing the river smiled dryly and were very talkative and agreed to let these people board the boat.

After that, there were four people who found the man crossing the river.

Including the previous Feng Shui master, there were a total of five people who found the old man who crossed the river to cooperate.

Seeing that the old man crossing the river suddenly became so talkative, Jin An frowned.

I always felt that something was wrong with this man crossing the river.

I don't know if it was because of the little monkey, but Jin An and the old man who was crossing the river felt unhappy.

I always feel that this man crossing the river is not a kind person, and he cannot be so kind and easy to talk to.

"Old sir, this raft can only hold three people at a time. Add all of us together, there are six people in total, which is twice as many people. I'm afraid this raft can't hold so many people, right?"

Someone asked the old man who crossed the river a question.

The man crossing the river raised his hand with a smile on his face and pointed at the dry bottom of the Yinyi River: "Then there just happened to be a ship coming..."

Several people looked around after hearing this.

Well.

Everyone was surprised.

In the Yinyi River, which has not completely dried up and bottomed out, as the temperature dropped sharply late at night, a mist rose on the river. In the mist, an empty sculling fishing boat slowly floated down from the upper reaches, as if the empty fishing boat was really empty. Someone is rocking the oar, which is really weird.

There was no one on the boat, and I don’t know if one of the fishermen had not tied the rope properly. The Yinyi River stopped flowing, the water level receded, and the fishing boat was washed down from the upstream.

The fishing boat drifted slowly.

Finally it was stranded on the shore.

As luck would have it, it happened to be stranded near them. The seats on this rocking fishing boat were squeezed together, and it was just big enough for five or six people.

Jin An frowned.

"Little brother, let's stay away from the man crossing the river later. That man is a ghost." The old Taoist priest quietly reminded Jin An.

Jin An was thoughtful.

At this time, there was still a country goddess, a taciturn Mr. Yin and Yang, a questioner, and a tall man with an eyebrow who was kicking and fighting.

All four said they acted alone.

Don't want to be in the same boat as others.

They probably all took a look at Jin An. Going down to the Cave of Thousand Corpses this time was extremely dangerous. They couldn't trust outsiders. They were worried that they would be stabbed in the back by others to clear the way for them or that they would encounter bad teammates, so they would rather act alone.

Of course, this is also a sign of being very conceited about one's own abilities.

"Now that everyone has been assigned, let's go, everyone. I hope we can successfully defeat the Dragon King this time and that everyone can get ashore safely."

"The blessings of your descendants, as well as the promotion and promotion promised by the imperial court to you, are all waiting for you to return in triumph."

After the captain boosted morale, he gave an order and everyone on the dock started to set off.

When the captain said words to boost morale, he subconsciously glanced at Jin An. This time, he said that he would not let Jin An give a speech on the pre-war mobilization order.

Jin An's balls hurt.

Captain, what's that look in your eyes?

You can boost morale if you want to boost morale. Why do you need to take a special look at me?

Jin An cursed in his heart, and then stepped onto the raft with the old Taoist priest and Xiejian.

Plop!

There was a huge sound of falling into the water, causing white waves to rise.

It was the old man who carried the body and threw a black wooden coffin down to the bottom of the Yinyi River, causing huge waves. The coffin floated on the water with the help of the buoyancy of the wood.

The corpse-carrying craftsman jumped nimbly.

The man was sitting firmly on the coffin lid.

Unexpectedly, they didn't even use torches. The coffins carrying people had already drifted into one of the caves of Thousand Corpses Cave.

The cave entrance is dark and densely connected.

It seemed as if there were dozens or hundreds of gloomy grave holes dug out by weasels...

Then came the two mourning brothers in white robes and black robes.

One of them held a mourning stick, and the other held a soul-beating stick. The torches were stuck on the raft. The two of them rode the raft and drifted into another cave in the Thousand Corpses Cave.

The two of them seemed to be crying but not laughing, and seemed to be laughing but not crying. They laughed as if they were wailing at the grave, and cried as if they were wailing at the grave. It was miserable and scary in the dark night. Ordinary people would have been scared out of their wits.

The two mourning brothers were weeping for the dead, specifically for the thousands of drowned people buried in the Cave of Thousands of Corpses.

Use mourning.

Cry your way out.

The Wailer's raft quickly disappeared into the darkness, the abyss, and the gloomy bottomless cave.

Wuwuwu——

At the beginning, the sad sounds of the two mourning brothers could still be heard.

But not long after, the dark abyss swallowed up the cries of the two mourning brothers. It is not known whether they succeeded in crying their way out of the pile of dead people during the burst of Yin Qi, or whether they failed and died...

The third person to enter the Cave of Thousand Corpses was the country goddess.

The fourth person is Mr. Questioner.

The fifth person is Mr. Yin Yang who has always been taciturn.

The sixth person is Kui Dou Kick Star, a tall man with eyebrows.

Each of them drifted down the river into a different cave, just like the eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing his magical powers.

At this time, only the captain representing the imperial court was left at the dock;

There were six of them, the River Crosser and the Feng Shui Master.

and three people from Jin'an;

"Which one of you will be invited first?" the captain asked with a smile.

Zhizhizhi——

The monkey squatting on the shoulder of the man crossing the river bared his teeth at Jin'an. Then the man crossing the river took the others and boarded the fishing boat floating down the river.

"General Captain, let's wait for you below." Jin An, who was wearing a five-color Taoist robe, gave the Captain a fist.

"Old Taoist, sharpen your sword, let's go, it's time for us to hit the road."

Captain: "?"

The captain looked at Jin An on the raft with his teeth hurting.

How to talk about this.

He just gave a morale boost.

Jin An immediately gave him an ominous sign.

Next, some soldiers helped Jin An and the others untie the ropes. Then, Jin An supported the bamboo pole and the raft slowly drifted into the Cave of Thousand Corpses.

"Well!"

The captain saw that the raft of Jin An and the others actually followed the fishing boat of the river crossing man and drifted into the same dark cave entrance.

I don't know if it's a coincidence.

Or deliberately...

"Sure enough, the bad omen is coming so soon..."

The captain felt his eyelids starting to twitch.

"Let's go, it's time for us to set off to the Cave of Thousand Corpses to avenge the brothers who died in the Cave of Thousand Corpses!" The captain walked heavily, leading his well-equipped cavalry guards to the remaining rafts.