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

In an instant, the fishing rod turned into a white token like a white bone...

The white token glows slightly.

Immediately, the hull began to shake...

The boat is moving!

And it's getting farther and farther away from the shore!

The Yellow Spring River is still rolling mightily, but the boat is as stable as Mount Tai in the rolling Yellow Spring, slowly sailing towards the far opposite bank...

......

on board.

One old and one young, speechless and silent.

Mu Chen looked at the old man in front of him with too much curiosity in his heart.

Is this old man a human or a ghost?

Why are you here?

After observing for a while, Mu Chen finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and couldn't help but speak.

"Senior, is this the underworld?"

"Are you from the underworld?"

The old man glanced at Mu Chen indifferently, with a proud expression on his face.

"I am the ferryman of the Yellow Springs appointed by the Lord of the Fu, and I will carry people across the Yellow Springs."

"Yellow Spring Ferryman...?"

Mu Chen frowned slightly: "Senior, isn't there a Naihe Bridge on the Huangquan River? Why did the Fu Jun let you sail here?"

The old man glanced at Mu Chen and asked, "Then why don't you go to the Naihe Bridge?"

Mu Chen blushed suddenly.

Damn, careless.

I was so nervous that I forgot that the old man explained it when I got on the boat just now...

At this time, the old man's voice sounded.

"My boat is not ferrying ghosts. I'm ferrying people who have not yet reached the end of their lives, as well as mortal monks with some supernatural powers."

"But it's been a long time since anyone came on my boat..."

"Then I don't know, senior, who was the last one on your boat?"

"It seems to be a mortal monk named Liu Bowen. His cultivation base is quite weak. He entered Jiuyou with the power of mountains and rivers. What are you doing in the underworld...?"

The old man muttered to himself.

But immediately, the mumbling old man frowned...

"Why can't I remember?"

"I clearly remember that he was on my boat..."

"Liu Bowen...Liu Bowen...."

"No, it's not Liu Bowen, it's Zhuge Liang..."

"No, it's not Zhuge Liang... Xu Fu is on my boat..."

"No, no, why can't I remember..."

The old man hugged his head violently, with a painful expression on his face.

The white domino suddenly fell on the boat.

And at the moment when the white dominoes fell on the boat.

"Boom~"

The ship that was running smoothly suddenly shook violently...

The water of the Huangquan River keeps rolling, the boat keeps ups and downs, and the boat is about to capsize...

"Depend on!"

Faced with this sudden change, Mu Chen immediately spewed out a mouthful of Chinese essence.

Looking at the old man who was still rolling with his head in his arms, Mu Chen cursed secretly.

Immediately, Mu Chen's eyes fell on the bone-colored token that fell on the bow of the ship...

It was clear just now that the ship started to tumble after the domino fell!

Thinking of this, Mu Chen hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the dominoes that fell on the ship board.

I took the dominoes, but the ship is still shaking violently, without any sign of weakening, and it may capsize at any time...

Thinking of all the legends about the Yellow Spring River, Mu Chen suddenly felt chills all over his body...

If this boat capsizes...

hiss! ! !

Damn, I'm absolutely perfect!

How to do?

How to do?

Mu Chen flipped through the small cards repeatedly, but couldn't figure it out.

On the boat, under the washing of the Huangquan River, the white light protecting the hull is getting weaker and weaker...

At the moment when the white light was about to dissipate, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in Mu Chen's mind!

With a thought, in the void, a steady stream of fairy wine fell from the sky...

Mu Chen opened his mouth, and Shenxian Niang turned into a slender water column and fell into Mu Chen's mouth as if he had eyes...

A large number of gods brewed into the body, and Mu Chen instantly felt the surging spiritual power flooding all parts of the body, rushing towards the dantian of Qihai...

In the blink of an eye, Qi Hai's dantian was already filled with spiritual energy.

Mu Chen circulated his spiritual power, injecting the spiritual power in his body into the domino...

The moment the spiritual power entered the domino...

"Om~"

A white light suddenly lit up.

Immediately, the boat that was about to capsize in the water of Huangquan River stabilized instantly...

The dominoes shone slightly, and Mu Chen's spiritual power continued to pour in.

The boat was back on track again, slowly sailing to the other side of the Huangquan River...

at this time.

The old man holding his head seemed to have remembered something, his face was full of sorrow, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes...

Mu Chen was suffocated by the appalling scene...

But after a brief hesitation, Mu Chen still spoke.

"senior?"

"senior??"

Mu Chen called softly.

However, at this moment, the old man seemed to have never heard of Mu Chen's call.

Blood and tears flowed, the old man looked up to the sky and laughed, his face was full of bitterness...

"Dead... all dead...

"Hahahaha! Let's all die..."

"I can't keep it, I can't keep it..."

"I'm dead too, long ago..."

“…”

The voice of the old man became softer and softer, the laughter and shouts gradually became weaker and weaker...

"Bang~"

The ship shook.

Mu Chen staggered suddenly.

Turn your head.

But I don't know when, the boat has already sailed to the shore...

"forward..."

Mu Chen turned his head and just opened his mouth, but immediately, he was stunned...

The boat is now empty, where is the shadow of the old man?

"Ok?"

"What about people?"

Looking at the empty boats and looking into the distance, the Huangquan River is still rushing....

"Is everything just now just an illusion?"

Mu Chen frowned slightly, recalling what happened just now.

But everything is so clear.

Mu Chen still remembers every word of the old man...

"All dead?"

"Can't keep it?"

Mu Chen frowned, recalling the old man's last words.A picture involuntarily popped up in my mind....

broken flyover....

The once bustling Naihe Bridge is now deserted....

And the gate of hell...

"Could it be that something happened to the underworld?"

Mu Chen frowned.

at this time....

"pat..."

The sudden sound awakened Mu Chen who was thinking.

It turned out that the spiritual power of the domino was exhausted and landed on the boat again...

"The dominoes are real...what just happened..."

"It should be true, right?"

Mu Chen stepped forward, ready to pick up the dominoes.

The moment his hand just touched the domino...

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in Mu Chen's ear...

"Blood...recognize the Lord...you are the next ferryman...."

"Young man, for me, for the lord, guard the last retreat of the human race..."

"I would like to practice to become a god and protect the immortality of the human race..."

"I would like to become an evil ghost and guard the human race for thousands of years..."