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The ghosts of the wild ghosts on earth, except for those who have just died, are all black and have no specific form, but here, ghosts have a little style.
As soon as the two children entered the crypt, they quickly became a group of wild ghosts.
In the middle is a guy who is red and has a short stature, with sarcomas up and down, surrounded by four dying fangs.
They are walking up the boundless turf, smelling the smell of life, and will immediately come over.
"Yeah!"
Jiu Rugang just wanted to show out the Chiyang sword, and felt that the reputation of this sword was too loud. It was very easy to be seen by people. He simply showed his hand and called out a peach wooden sword that his father had personally cut when he first learned his art.
Made with the inner forest of the peach wood, with a natural reddish-brown road, delicate and heavy, extraordinary power.
Longevity did not have so much concern, raising a hand to thunder in the past. The two had struggled with the same door before, mostly practicing hands, rarely killing them, and accidentally making full efforts.
boom!
boom!
The thunder was rolled over, and a sword swept across the five wild ghosts.
Ok? The two of them are awkward, so weak!
Longevity looks around, there are many similar ghosts swimming, can not help but say: "If this is the standard, there is no need to waste time."
"That's going forward!"
The two stopped and stopped, hit and watched, and met ten kinds of ghosts all the way. The strength was very low and they were boring. After a few more walks, I suddenly saw a lot of people gathered in front of me.
The two were curious in their hearts, and when they stepped forward, they were actually a wide and boundless river that stopped the way.
I don't know how long it is, but I don't know how wide it is. The river is muddy and dull, and the blood color is mixed with the earthy yellow to present a very strange feeling.
There is no wind and no waves on the river, and the stagnant water is normal. It seems that the aura between the heavens and the earth is imprisoned here.
"I was in the middle of the battle five days ago, I can guarantee that there is absolutely no such river!"
A disciple of Monastery was serious and seriously said: "Every time there is something new, the danger will multiply. If there are any demons and ghosts at the bottom of the river, then it will be fine. I am most afraid…"
"What are you most afraid of?"A disciple from Phoenix Mountain asked.
"Forget the river, have you heard it?"
Everyone suddenly paused, and as a native of Xia Country, they naturally understood the mythical setting of these messy Buddhas.
Legend has it that after a person dies normally, he must first pass the gate of hell. After this pass, the soul becomes a ghost. Then walk along Huangquan Road, there will be a lot of ghosts and ghosts on the roadside, and they will be full of flowers.
After walking through Huangquan Road, you will arrive at the Forgotten River. There is a bridge on the river. There is a township station on the bridge and an old lady named Meng Po.
Meng Po will give you a bowl of soup, while you look at the past life and life of Sansheng Stone, while forgetting everything, reincarnation.
"You said this river is forgotten?"
"It's not very likely, this is not a yin."
"But here is the ghost domain. It is also normal for the Ghost Zone to have a Forget River."
Everyone groaned, and they climbed up a little and feared. At this time, someone shouted: "Look, there are people!"
"Hey…Oh…"
With the rhythm of water, the river suddenly appeared a canoe, and the boat swayed and swayed. His body is squatting, wearing a hat, slowly bringing the boat closer, then raising his head.
Old man, skinny, wrinkled with eyes, actually is a personal!
You must know that in the two years since the birth of the illusion, everyone has seen all kinds of monsters and ghosts, and there has never been a human form. At this moment, I can’t help but feel confused and confused.
What is even more frightening is that the old man opened his mouth and showed a few teeth. He clearly said: "Who is going to cross?"
Oh!
Standing in front of a few people, could not help but take a step, only to feel the back of the cold, a sense of ridiculous and dare not to look down from the bottom of my heart.
Forget the Sichuan water, Huang Quan ferry people!
Is this person true or false?
"Who is going to cross?"
“……”
No one should.
"Who is going to cross?"
“……”
Still no one should.
The old man asked three times, frowning slightly, shaking it, the boat would be like an arrow from the string, and it would go away in an instant, and it would disappear.
"I want to cross the river!"
A clear and quiet sound with a few cold sounds, everyone went to see the head wearing the flying clouds and phoenix crowns, purple 绮 帔, embroidered sun and moon stars, flying green Chinese dress, two sleeves floating, bundle silk 绦, negative sword, dress is Hua Yan, Guangyi Shumu.
In the case that the Qiankun bag is more popular, few people will move with weapons and swaying, not to mention the way the long sword is so forced.
If someone else is like this, it will definitely feel weird, but this Taoist bears a long sword, but feels heaven and earth, Daoist Magic is natural.
Qi Yun, He He!
"This is the water of the Forgotten River, or forgetting the past, the common sayings are gone; or the bottom of the river, the world will never reincarnate, you have to cross?"The old man said.
"Want to cross!"
"Okay, get on board!"
Hehe's figure swayed and fluttered on the bow of the ship, without hesitation.
Wow!
If the eyes are bright, the handsome young lady is locked and locked!
"Hey…Oh…"
The boat was cut off the water and soon disappeared into the crowd.
Everyone looked at each other. Before that, people had tried to cross the river forcibly. As a result, they had dumped the dumplings and never came up. They dare not move and can only wait for the progress.
The boat entered the river and the fog became thicker.
He Heli is at the bow of the ship, and his sword is stunned. There is a faint breakthrough, which is one of the seeds of Human Immortal. She looked at the old man and screamed, and said: "Are you really illusory?"
"If you are true, it is true and false. You see what I am, what am I."
The old man rowed the boat and drove into the mist.
The fog rises and rises slowly on the water, and the silk swims around the body. Her sword was slightly stunned, and she suddenly felt empty inside, as if the whole soul was taken by a big hand.
I can't tell the truth of the illusion, I don't know the past, I don't know where I am.
I am peeling off this body, objective, indifferent, without any feelings, watching a picture reflected in the river.
Caohekou, Taohualin, parents divorced, grandfather raised himself. At the age of seven, the peach blossoms were now, and 100,000 people migrated and settled in Bai Town.
At the age of eight, my grandfather died and went to Supreme Purity Palace alone and asked Huayang:
"I want the dead to resurrect, life is not old, is it feasible?"
At the age of eleven, I entered the Monastery, Xi Jianyi, and I didn’t take a day to relax. I finally got a glimpse of Great Dao…
He He Yue looked more and more, and his consciousness returned to the body a little bit. His face changed and he was happy with the transformation of the picture.
The old lady looked at her like this, showing a strange smile, I do not know is sad and sigh. The hands were soothing on the paddles, and they were about to turn the boat into the water, and they suddenly slammed.
Hey!
The sword was squirted, cold and cold, and a sword smashed the forgotten river. The heavy picture disappeared without a trace.
"Chaos my heart, when you are!"
He He looked at him, and the sword pointed out and said: "What the hell are you?"
"Ha ha ha, forgetting and forgetting, all in your heart. This forgot the river, you have crossed! ”
The old man suddenly laughed and the boat was completely covered by thick fog.
When He He was conscious, he had already arrived on the shore, and behind that was the forgotten river. She looked up again, looked forward, and felt uncomfortable in her heart. She had not yet reacted. She only felt the spirits of her spirits bursting, her swords bursting, and her hair was exposed.
"This illusion…"
She changed her face and shivered with a long sword. "I have to break through!"
(All said that I am poisonous, I don’t predict it today! Friendship book: "Attacking Salted Fish Girl". )
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