All people crossing: beat Huang Tiandi violently at the beginning!

Chapter 38

"Naihe Bridge?"

Looking at the magnificent scene in front of him, Mu Chen lost his mind for a moment...

"Is it a photo from the past?"

Watching this scene, Mu Chen walked past the ghosts one by one...

Sure enough, as expected, passing through these ghosts did not elicit any reaction.

The ghosts are still queuing up, still waiting to cross the underworld...

Mu Chen went straight to the bridge of Naihe...

"Have a drink."

Suddenly, the moment Mu Chen was about to pass Po Meng and walk up to the Naihe Bridge, Po Meng picked up a bowl, which was full of soup...

Mu Chen was shocked, and turned his head stiffly to look at where Po Meng was...

At this moment, Mu Chen saw Po Meng's haggard face, wrinkled face, gray white hair, and trembling hands holding soup...

The four eyes met, and Mu Chen felt the gaze from the other party.

"what happened?"

"Can she see me?"

Mu Chen was puzzled, the back of his neck felt cold, and he stood stiffly in place...

"Have a drink."

Po Meng raised her hand, and handed Po Meng Soup in front of Mu Chen...

"This...."

Mu Chen was stunned for a moment...

what happened?

Is Meng Po real?Isn't it an image?

Just when Mu Chen was uneasy, suddenly, a withered hand stretched out in front of him, and then took the Mengpo soup from Mengpo's hand...

This is a ghost like a mummy, with chilly green eyes, half of his body was cut off by something, missing a hand, a leg, half of his chest and half of his stomach...

The ghost drank the Mengpo soup in one gulp, and in an instant, his dark green eyes became confused, and then he stepped on the Naihe Bridge like a walking dead, with a erratic figure, slowly drifting to the other side of the Naihe Bridge...

"Have a drink."

Granny Meng scooped out another bowl from the bucket in front of her...

Not long after, another ghost reached out to take the Mengpo soup and drank it down...

Like the ghost who drank Meng Po soup before, after drinking Meng Po soup, his eyes became confused, and then he floated on the Naihe Bridge like a wandering ghost...

"Whoo~"

Seeing this scene, Mu Chen was relieved.

I thought that Granny Meng could see me, but it turned out to be just an image, so I misunderstood.

Mu Chen stepped onto the Naihe Bridge...

The moment his steps stepped onto the Naihe Bridge...

"Om~"

In an instant, a strange wave struck, and then, an incomparably piercing chill swept Mu Chen's body.

At this moment, Mu Chen felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body felt cold.

"Fuck! What the hell?"

Mu Chen quickly circulated his spiritual power, and at the same time drank a cup of fairy wine to resist the strangeness with his spiritual power, and quickly retracted his foot from stepping on the Naihe Bridge...

"hiss!"

Mu Chen withdrew his right foot, but when his eyes fell on his right foot, he gasped.

In just a split second, while he was still running his spiritual power, at this moment his right foot had actually lost consciousness!

Below the calf, there is almost no blood color, pale white...

This situation immediately frightened Mu Chen, and with a thought, he hurriedly drank a few cups of fairy wine...

As the fairy brewed into his stomach, a stream of warmth began to gushe out.

Mu Chen used his exercises to control the warm current flowing to his right foot...

After a long while, the pale right foot gradually recovered a little color, and at the same time, the right foot also gradually regained consciousness...

"what's going on?"

After recovering the sensation of his right foot, Mu Chen heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, his doubts became more serious, and he looked at Naiheqiao with fear in his eyes.

Recalling the experience just now, even at this moment, Mu Chen still has lingering fears...

"what happened?"

Suspicious in his heart, Mu Chen's eyes fell on Meng Po who was handing bowls of Meng Po soup to the ghost, and a thought flashed in his mind...

"Is it because you didn't drink Mengpo soup?"

Now Mu Chen is in trouble...

You can't go to the bridge without drinking Mengpo soup, but both Mengpo soup and Mengpo are just a surviving image, and they don't exist in this world at all.

"Could it be that like the Heavenly Court, the Jiuyou Difu is already a dead end?"

Mu Chen frowned, thinking of the broken bridge before...

"Ugh."

After a long time, Mu Chen sighed.

He also looked at the Naihe Bridge across the two banks, lowered his head, looked at the rolling yellow spring water under the bridge, and was about to go back home.

at this time.

Suddenly, a faint white light flashed in Mu Chen's sight...

"Ok?"

The white light was very faint, and the distance was very far away, Mu Chen who caught a glimpse could not help but be taken aback.

Look down carefully.

On the banks of the Huangquan River, a faint white light blooms with brilliance...

After looking closely, Mu Chen also saw clearly what the white light was.

In the pale white light was a small boat.

In the rolling Huangquan water, the boat dances with the waves, ups and downs but unscathed, just like a towering mountain standing still.

"What a strange ship...."

Mu Chen frowned, and looked at the Naihe Bridge in front of him.

Naihe Bridge is definitely not allowed.

How about going to the river to see the boat?

A thought rose from Mu Chen's mind, and then it became unstoppable.

Mu Chen walked down the Naihe Bridge and walked towards the bank of Huangquan River...

After a while, Mu Chen came to the edge of Huangquan River.

At this moment, Mu Chen really saw the boat and the scene on the boat clearly...

The soft white light enveloped the whole boat. On the bow of the boat, an old man in a coir raincoat was sitting on the bow, with his head bowed, actually fishing!

Fishing on the Huangquan River?

It's so weird....

"Old man, can this boat sail?"

Mu Chen yelled at the old man.

But immediately Mu Chen realized the stupidity of his actions...

Actually forgot.

These are the images left behind in the past years!

Am I talking to someone who no longer exists?

Mu Chen laughed to himself.

However, at this moment...

At the bow, the old man turned his head slowly...

Four eyes facing each other.

Mu Chen instantly felt as if he was being watched by a ferocious beast, and he froze in place for an instant...

After a while, the old man slowly turned around...

Afterwards, Mu Chen suddenly felt the atmosphere around him relax...

"Whoo~"

Mu Chen let out a long sigh of relief.

Mu Chen, who had slowed down, couldn't help laughing.

"Am I actually frightened by an image..."

Mu Chen muttered to himself, smiled and shook his head.

However, at this moment...

"The boat can sail, come on."

An old voice resounded, resounding in Mu Chen's ears...

"???"

Mu Chen, who was originally relaxed, suddenly tensed up, every cell became tense, and he froze in place with a shocked expression on his face, staring at the old man at the bow, his whole body froze...

"You...are you talking to me?"

Mu Chen looked at the old man in disbelief.

The old man turned his head, glanced at Mu Chen indifferently, and then turned around: "The boat is about to leave."

"The Naihe Bridge is the way for the dead to walk. If the living want to cross the river, they can only take my boat."

After finishing speaking, the old man stopped talking.

"This...."

Mu Chen looked at the strange old man in front of him, and the strange boat.

Turn around and look behind you.

However, the moment his gaze turned to the back, Mu Chen was taken aback...

Where are the dead souls at this time?

There is no Meng Po.

The entire Huangquan River was empty.

Naihe Bridge is still Naihe Bridge, but there is no lively scene just now.

Without Granny Meng, without wandering souls, there is only one bridge left, as if it has existed since ancient times...

Thinking of the moment when he stepped onto the Naihe Bridge, Mu Chen shuddered suddenly, with lingering fear in his heart.

After some consideration, Mu Chen gritted his teeth and boarded the boat...

After Mu Chen boarded the boat, the old man slowly got up, and with a flick of the fishing rod, a white light lit up.