marry a ghost

The sound of rushing water caused the surrounding ghosts to walk slowly in that direction at an unhurried speed. There were also ghosts flying around in the thick fog and whistling past, but most of them were still quiet, only a few ghosts , making some not-too-loud screams.

Those ghosts wanted to break away from the attraction of the water flow, but they were so hard to resist that their bodies were distorted in the mist.The ghosts were submerged in the mist, looming and invisible, and they could barely see their vague shadows. From time to time, it seemed that a few ghosts had melted into the mist.

Chen Yang walked slowly along with those ghosts, approaching, approaching.

A river appeared not far away. What flowed in the river was billowing black blood. It was filthy and unapproachable. The river was full of mud, and the river water was rattling. Countless ghosts and corpses floated and sank in it. The rancidity was incomparable, their eyes were all wide open, their pale faces were full of madness and longing, "Come here, come here, come here—"

There are too many ghosts and corpses in the river, the surface of the water is already occupied, and some of them are half submerged below the surface of the water. The corpses are also tearing and colliding with each other, the flesh and blood are separated, and the limbs are mutilated.

They were calling for the ghosts on the shore, those ghosts were unconscious, one after another, they walked into the river like dumplings, were pulled by the ghosts and corpses who had been waiting for an unknown time, submerged in the bloody river, only had time to utter A final horrific scream.

However, this scream was like the last sound before a person was about to die, it was extremely ear-piercing and shocking.

Those white shadows flying in mid-air sometimes flitted and sometimes swooped down, grabbing a few ghosts from the pile of ghosts. They laughed grinningly and threw those struggling ghosts into the river of blood, allowing them to be swallowed by the river of blood.

Chen Yang was frightened, what the hell is going on?

The child in his hand was still watching the ghosts around him, shaking his neck, "Dad, Dad, over there, that man is so funny."

That really funny ghost, seeing that he couldn't escape the grasp of the white shadow above his head, very simply pushed a female ghost next to him with a blank face to the front. So, would a ghost also do this trick?Chen Yang looked at the no longer familiar world in front of him.

This place is gloomy and terrifying, just like the legendary hell of the underworld.

Chen Yang wanted to leave here. However, because of the attraction of this river of blood, he found it extremely difficult to lift his feet. He couldn't turn very far, couldn't escape, and could only watch himself walk into the river of blood. If this continues, he will die. Chen Yang has a very stubborn temper. He gritted his teeth and controlled his body to turn backward bit by bit.

Finally, he turned around, raised his foot, and took a step with his back facing the blood river.

This step seemed to have exhausted all his strength. Before Chen Yang could heave a sigh of relief that he had finally gotten rid of the attraction of the blood river, he found that he could no longer lift his feet, and the child in his hand was also struggling to think. Going down to the ground, shouting, "Daddy, play, Daddy, play."

Damn it, please be honest with me, Chen Yang opened and closed his mouth, silently cursing the little brat who made trouble for him at this time, children are born to be annoying, and never He can look at winks and occasions, just like when he was a child, like a debt collector.

Obviously he didn't curse out loud, but the child seemed to hear it.

He stopped shouting, and didn't struggle to get off the ground. Instead, he hugged Chen Yang's neck tightly, as if he was afraid of being abandoned by him, and rubbed his cold face flatteringly against Chen Yang's face. Repeatedly said, "Dad, the baby is good, Daddy."

Looking at his frightened little appearance, Chen Yang felt that his tone was a little heavy, so he stretched out his hand and patted the child's head to comfort him. The child happily clasped Chen Yang's neck, half of his body It reached over his shoulder.

Since you can't go backwards, you might as well just walk downstream along this blood river. Chen Yang looked at the blood-colored river that flowed downstream for a while, slowly and with difficulty, in those mud piles. walking.

Originally, the feet of the ghost should be empty. However, when it reached the river, not only did it sink into the mud, but its light body suddenly became heavy. The ghosts and corpses in the blood river were calling Some of the ghosts on the bank have already crawled out half of their bodies from the river. They stretched out their hands, or a handful of dry bones, or flesh and blood, or just a mass of black shadows.

Those who are closest can even catch the ghosts on the shore directly.

Chen Yang was touched by them several times, and then struggled to break free. After several times, he also felt a little exhausted. The front seemed to be still covered with thick fog. He didn't know where this river of blood led. Whether there will be an end.

At this moment, several white shadows flying around in the air found Chen Yang, and they swooped towards him. Chen Yang wanted to protect the little ghost in his hand while fighting with them. These white shadows had hideous faces. , ghostly, once grabbed Chen Yang, it was like iron tongs, and he refused to let go.

They sneered one after another, some pulled their heads, some raised their feet, pulling Chen Yang into the air, tearing Chen Yang, Chen Yang felt his body ached, as if he was about to be torn apart by them Just like that, they pulled Chen Yang into the air.

This is a situation that Chen Yang has never encountered before, because his fate is hard and his yang energy is strong, ordinary ghosts dare not even touch him, but at this moment, facing these ferocious white shadows, his resistance Like a mayfly shaking a tree.

Chen Yang wanted to throw the kid in his hand, he had already been caught by these white shadows, at least the kid could escape, but the kid was holding his neck tightly, refusing to let go, shouting, "Dad, Dad."

At this moment, they had been caught above the Blood River by those white shadows. This time, it was useless to throw the kid away. With one hand, Chen Yang grabbed a white shadow that was pulling his neck. The white shadow screamed and turned into a mist in his hand, blending into the surrounding thick fog. Not far away, the mist twisted and turned into a white shadow again.

Is this thing transformed by the mist that pervades the surroundings, so it can change so infinitely, without fear of any attack?

The white shadow pulled Chen Yang and swept over the blood river several times before throwing Chen Yang and the little ghost into the river in the middle of the blood river. The little ghost let out a scream of excitement. Terrible things, to him, are just a game.

Chen Yang thought to himself, that's fine, at least he won't feel despair and fear.

As soon as he touched the bloody river water, Chen Yang screamed. The bloody river water was like sulfuric acid, eroding his body. You can imagine what it would be like to soak in a sulfuric acid pool. The hands of those ghosts and corpses stretched out towards him desperately. On the head, under the feet, on the left, and on the right, there were densely packed ghosts with almost no gaps.

They grinned at Chen Yang, trying to drag him into the hell they were in.

Chen Yang's screams frightened the little ghost who was still holding tightly in his hands. The little ghost cried, "Dad, Dad." Bo, one after another, rushed this way, and more came over there.

The little ghost was overwhelmed and cried even more terribly.

Chen Yang was pulled below the surface of the river, and the river of blood, which exuded a strong smell and rancidity, was poured into his mouth. He gulped down a few gulps, and even his internal organs were eroded, and Chen Yang was so painful that his consciousness was almost melted away. up.

The reason why those ghosts who were drawn into the blood river made such screams was because the blood water could melt away the soul.

Just when Chen Yang's consciousness was not quite sober, the surrounding ghosts receded like a tide, making way for a path, and a ghost walked from there, not as vague as the surrounding ghosts, and his body It was relatively solid, even in this water, it was as easy as strolling in the garden, he walked to Chen Yang's side seemingly slowly but quickly.

The kid cheered, "Father, father, father is sick!"

Wei Linqing picked up Chen Yang, stepped on the water, and returned to the surface of the water as if climbing up steps. Then, he walked lightly to the shore. The kid wanted to jump on him, but he held his back coat with one hand. The leader was lifted in mid-air.

The kid's little arms and legs were scratching vigorously in the air. Wei Linqing said to him in a stern and cold voice, "Who told you to take Dad on a night trip?" In his mouth, "Father, the baby just wants to go out and play, every year."

Wei Linqing pressed the kid on his lap, and spanked him several times, causing the kid to howl, "What did I tell you? Do you remember?" The kid said while sobbing, "Father, father said, say , Dad, Dad is different from us, no, you can't pester him."

Wei Linqing's complexion was like paper, and his straight eyebrows were full of evil spirits. The little ghost shrank into a ball in fear, and his father became angry, which was terrible. "Then why are you disobedient?" Wei Linqing asked the little ghost.

The kid blushed with grievance, "Dad, Dad hates me, I, I think, if I want to play with Dad, Dad, Dad will like me." He raised his head and rolled on the ground, Holding Wei Linqing's calf, "Father, father, dad, why doesn't daddy like the baby? Because the baby has done something bad?"

Wei Linqing sighed and picked him up from the ground, "No, Dad will like you in the future."

The little ghost said "Oh", obviously he didn't have much hope for this sentence, Wei Linqing put him back on the ground again, "If you are better, daddy will like you sooner or later." He smiled, "The baby will be good." He kept nodding, and said with a giggle.

Wei Linqing smiled, and looked at Chen Yang who was still lying on the ground with a bit of embarrassment.

On July [-]th, when the gate of ghosts is wide open and when the yin energy is at its strongest, falling into the Blood River Pond is really a doom.

Beside them, crowds of ghosts were still walking towards the Blood River Pond. Chen Yang moved his fingers, his consciousness sometimes disappeared, and his body no longer felt the heart-burning pain. However, the severe pain The subsequent paralysis does not subside within a short time.

Chen Yang heard a familiar voice talking beside him. He summoned all his willpower and forced himself to open his eyes, which were stuck like glue. The blurred vision gradually became clear. , looking at him neatly.

When Chen Yang woke up, the first thing he said was, "Fuck, what the hell is this place?"

Of course he was asking that big ghost, Wei Linqing. Wei Linqing helped him up from the ground. Originally, he wanted to carry Chen Yang and walk away, but Chen Yang flatly refused. Mimi, "This is the burial place of all the ghosts. Look at that river, does it look like the legendary Wangchuan River, also known as the Nai River, and there is another one called 'Blood River Pond'."

Chen Yang turned his head and took a look at the blood river. Beside Wei Linqing, the inexplicable attraction of the blood river seemed to have disappeared. He nodded and looked at the ghosts and corpses still rolling in the blood river. There is also the thick rancid smell, which is indeed like a "blood river pool".

Wei Linqing went on to say, "Some people say that the Blood River Pond is in the underworld, and others say that the Blood River Pond originates from the underworld. Every place where the Yin Pass is located, there will be a branch of the Blood River Pond. In the mountains near Weizhuang, there is There is such a small vagina."

Chen Yang's scalp tingled when he heard it. He had read the word Yinguan in the book, and it was actually the junction point between the Yin world and the Yang world. It is from here to the world of Yang, one can imagine what a dangerous place it is.

Unexpectedly, Wei Zhuang was actually built on the edge of such a yin pass. It should be said that it is fearless because of boldness, or fearless because of ignorance.

Chen Yang couldn't help asking, "Don't your ancestors in Weizhuang know that they built their home on a time bomb? Are you afraid that future generations will die without a place to die?"

Today, the tributary of this blood river pool is powerful enough to tear people's hearts apart. Those ghosts who swarmed out because of the opening of the yin gate were either swallowed by those monster-like things, or they were swallowed by this blood river pool. It was flooded, this wilderness was full of lonely souls and wild ghosts, but now there are very few of them.

Wei Linqing supported Chen Yang, but the little ghost didn't get tired of him, but hugged Chen Yang's thigh and hung in the air, "Wei Zhuang's Yin Pass is different from ordinary Yin Pass, it is restrained by countless fierce beasts, It has no effect on the living people in Weizhuang."

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment. It turns out that the ubiquitous carvings and portraits of fierce beasts in Weizhuang are for this purpose?

I have to say, I don’t know which genius came up with this whimsical but effective method. The beast guards the pass, and the ghosts are only released when the ghost gate of the underworld is opened every July [-]th. At night, the released ghosts became offerings to these fierce beasts, which can be said to have achieved multiple goals. Firstly, these fierce beasts were appeased and allowed to guard the Yin Pass; secondly, Wei Zhuang's daily life was not affected.

However, even so, it still doesn't make sense why it takes so much effort to do this kind of thing.

Wouldn't it be better to put your home in an ordinary place?