The Prequel of Baolian Lantern Konghouyin

In the void, Yang Jian was dressed in black clothes, holding a pole in his right hand, standing on the bow of the boat with an indifferent face, seeing Cun Xin looking at him, Yang Jian lowered his eyes and jaw slightly, signaling Cun Xin to get on the boat.The dragon girl leaned forward, looked at the abyss under her feet, and said with a look of horror: "Well, uh, Yang Jian, can you draw the boat closer?"

Yang Jian didn't answer, just handed over the penny in his hand.Cun Xin hesitated, held the penny, slowly stretched out one foot, and stepped on the air.Unexpectedly, the void outside the cliff was touched by her, and it seemed that there was a ripple, which spread outwards. With this fluctuation, there seemed to be water waves flowing between the cliff and the boat. Guanghua.Only then did Cun Xin see that there was a transparent river beneath her feet.

Her feet seemed to be walking on the shoal by the river, silver starlight glowed with every step, and the silver light was as faint as waves, pushing away round and round.She looked back at the cliff where she came from, and saw that the water flow on the edge of the cliff had returned to calm and clear, but it was still empty.Cun Xin couldn't help but stop, let go of the hand holding Penny, squatted down to hold some river water and looked at it carefully, when his fingertips touched the water surface, suddenly a phosphorescent black hand stretched out from the bottom of the river, and grabbed Cun Xin. Just pull it down!

Cun Xin didn't guard against this hand, half of her body was dragged into the water immediately, but fortunately she was very close to the boat, she grabbed her left hand in desperation, grabbed the side of the boat, and supported herself desperately.Seeing that the black hand couldn't hold back Cun Xin, he dived to the bottom of the water to drag her legs. Cun Xin was startled and kicked desperately, but felt that the hand was kicking more and more, as if there were countless pairs of invisible claws pulling her hard under the water. The long skirt and feet of the river, which was originally clear as nothing, rolled like a boiling pot, gushing out countless bubbles.

Just when Cun Xin thought he was going to fall into the water with all his strength, he only heard a few "Du Du", and Yang Jian at the bow of the boat paused a few times on the board at his feet with a penny, and all those hands disappeared in an instant. With a little effort, he barely climbed onto the boat, and collapsed on the boat as soon as his feet left the water.

After panting for a long time, Cun Xin just settled down, turned over and sat up, glared at Yang Jian angrily and said, "You just watched me being dragged into the water by them, and you didn't even reach out to save me!"

Yang Jian glanced at her blankly and said, "You shouldn't have come."

Feeling angry, he stretched out his foot to kick Yang Jian's calf, but unexpectedly missed, the silk shoes lightly passed through Yang Jian's robe everywhere, and crossed his legs without any hindrance.Dragon Girl's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly asked, "Yang Jian...what are you?"

Yang Jian didn't look at her, and lightly tapped the penny to the shore, pushing the boat away.The flowing waves with starlight receded slowly beside the boat, and the boat drifted slowly towards a cloud of mist in the distance.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.Cun Xin only knew that Yang Jian was suppressing ghosts in Xuechi, and thought that he would have to go through the Nine Nether and Eighteen Hells to meet him, but he didn't expect to meet him here just after passing the entrance of the cave, and even became a boatman to ferry him across the river.The more Cun Xin thought about it, the more frightened she became. Could it be that Yang Jian was in the blood pool... She stood up with a "huh" and said loudly, "Yang Jian, what the hell are you..."

The man at the bow looked back at Cun Xin, and replied in a hollow voice: "I'm just Yang Jian's soul, his body is still in the blood pool at this moment."

"Then..." Cun Xin became more and more anxious, and her voice began to tremble, "Why are you here?" Then "Yang Jian" turned his head, supported the boat silently, and only after traveling more than two feet did he answer: " Have you heard the legend of the Santu River?"

Cun Xin shook his head.

"Yang Jian" nodded without looking back, "Every woman who comes to the underworld must be the first man in her life to cross the Santu River." He paused, and then said: " Did you bring the fare?"

"Boat... money?" Cun Xin's sadness was swept away by this sentence, "What ship money? You still need to pay for the boat you support?"

"Yang Jian" nodded: "People who don't have a boat can't reach the other shore by boat." His voice was as cold as ice, "According to the agreement, I should throw you in the Santu River now, so that those who live forever The water ghost that cannot be reborn dragged you into the bottom of the river, and let..."

"Yang Jian!" Cun Xin stepped forward a few steps, raising her hand to strike, but remembered that what she was facing was only Yang Jian's soul, and even if she struck, she would not be able to use her strength. She drooped her arms, thought for a while, and took out the A pearl, handed it to "Yang Jian" and said: "You are really reaching out your hand in the coffin, dead..." She wanted to say "Death needs money", but her heart tightened, remembering that Yang Jian was in the pool of blood at the moment, good or bad is uncertain , hurriedly covered her mouth and said: "Take it, take it, these are enough for you to cross another ten or eight times, don't talk about me, even in the future..." She muttered more and more Small, in the end, it is as insignificant as a gnat.

"Yang Jian" didn't pick it up either, and kicked a fish basket in the corner, signaling Cun Xin to throw the pearl into it.The silver light shining from the river surface reflected on his side face, making his temples cut like knives, his nose like an axe, his thick eyebrows raised like eagle wings, his tall body stood tall, like a frosty plum facing the river, he looked heart-warming Crazy.

After a while, Cun Xinfang came back to his senses, and asked in a low voice: "You came from the blood pool, do you know how Yang Jian is now?" Then "Yang Jian" said: "I am just a sparrow, not a soul of life. I don't know how he is now. But before I came, the pool of blood boiled to the sky, and the karma of the wronged souls was surging. We were using the power of the sky to clean the dirt, and suddenly felt a shock in my heart, and I came here."

"Then you crossed me, are you still going back to the Blood Pond?" Cun Xin heard that the Blood Pond was restless, and felt even more uneasy. Obviously, Yang Jian was in a critical moment, but she forced him to come to the Santu River with the soul of the bird's yin. If something goes wrong at the blood pool, isn't it all his fault?Thinking of this, Cun Xin couldn't help but step forward and said, "How wide is the Santu River? Why don't I transform into a dragon and fly over it, and save you time and effort, so as not to..."

That "Yang Jian" lowered his pole unhurriedly, shook his head and said, "It's okay. Without me, he is just ruthless and loveless. I am here, and he can still know your every move. If you are here alone, I will I'm afraid that he will be restless instead. Besides," he turned his head and glanced at Cun Xin, "this Santu River is no better than ordinary water. Its feathers are not floating, and birds are sad. Even if the dragon comes here, you have to take my boat honestly. In the past, not to mention there are countless water ghosts in the water, you have just seen it. You can't do it."

After hearing this, Cun Xin had no choice but to sit down sadly, wrapping her hands around her knees, quietly staring at the receding light beside the boat in a daze.Suddenly the silver light slowly disappeared, and the boat stopped slowly in the middle of the river.Cun Xin looked up, and saw "Yang Jian" pulling up the penny, looking quietly into the distance, following his gaze, Cun Xin saw a big locust tree growing on the bank, not very tall, but the tree was very thick, with a Leaning towards the river, trembling and about to overturn, the dense canopy like a black cloud stretched towards the opposite bank, spanning most of the river, and the hanging branches completely covered the water.

Standing under the tree was an old man in brown clothes, with disheveled white hair rising to the sky, a silver beard beside his face, thick snow-white eyebrows tangled with the messy hair at the temples, barely revealing a pair of triangular eyes, squinting and looking this way .Seeing Cun Xin looking at him, a slit suddenly appeared in his white beard, revealing his white teeth, he smiled and shouted: "Lady on board, please take off your clothes and hang them on this tree."