"Ler me get through……"

"Crossing the river..."

"Kill her..."

The shouts came one after another, vague and uncertain. Listening carefully, you can see that the waves are of different heights and thicknesses, and they are heard by men, women, old and young. They are heard repeatedly, and it seems that tens of millions of people are shouting, but the tone of the voice is cold.

Can't feel any proper emotion.

Ji Ruochen was in a daze, completely unaware of the meaning of these shouts. It wasn't until a strong impact from behind pushed him forward, and then bumped into the person in front of him that he regained his consciousness slightly. Ji Ruochen opened his eyes

When my eyes first entered, I saw nothing but a vast black mist. The mist, which seemed to be solid, curved and changed, making shadows blurry. It was completely impossible to tell what was behind the mist.

Another strong collision came from behind, and Ji Ruochen was furious. He turned around and saw a middle-aged man's face hidden in the mist, with his facial features a little blurry. The man's eyes were dull, looking straight ahead, and he said

He kept saying: "Cross the river...cross the river..."

Before Ji Ruochen could get angry, he was shocked to find that except for one face of the man, which was clearer, the entire torso seemed to be made of translucent black mist, which was blurry. The man's face kept drifting closer, and another invisible force came.

The collision forced Ji Ruochen to step back and bumped into many people one after another.

It felt like being in a crowded crowd! Ji Ruochen was shocked and looked around hurriedly, only to find that he was surrounded by pedestrians with only vague faces and blurred bodies! Everyone's eyes were dull, staring straight in one direction.

Walking in groups.

Ji Ruochen looked forward and saw nothing but the endless mist and silhouettes of figures. The sound of waves came from far away in the mist, and it seemed that there was indeed a big river lying in front of him. Looking back again, he couldn't help but wonder

Taking a breath of air, I saw a surge of people behind me. The line stretched without end and disappeared into the endless black mist. There were more than thousands of people!

Shocked, Ji Ruochen immediately sobered up and remembered all the things that happened with Yun Wuhua and Su Su. Looking around again, he suddenly realized that these were not people, but thousands of dead people.

soul!

What about himself? An icy cold shiver ran through his whole body. Ji Ruochen was so shocked that he looked down at himself. He saw that he had all four limbs and that he still had the same color as when he was alive. He was very different from the souls around him. Only then did he feel calmer.

.However, he soon became doubtful again. Who was he? Was he already dead?

Once he realized that he was surrounded by dead souls, Ji Ruochen immediately understood the meaning of the many cries he heard before. There are many records in the Taoist scriptures about the underworld. The rivers that these dead souls talked about must be crossed by weak people.

Water. According to legend, water is weak and cannot carry anything. All physical objects with yang energy will sink when they enter the water. Thousands of dead souls can only be crossed by ferrymen.

However, Ji Ruochen's doubts are still unresolved. What does the cry of 'kill her' mean? Isn't this already the underworld? Can a dead person die again?

Not long after, a turbulent river emerged vaguely from the black mist. However, at this time, the dead souls in front suddenly stopped moving forward, while the dead souls in the rear continued to rush forward, and the originally orderly team suddenly became chaotic. Ji Ruochen did not know what was happening.

Something happened, and he couldn't see ahead. He looked to the left and right, moved his body, and squeezed to the left. His movement didn't matter. The dead souls around him who only knew how to move forward suddenly turned their heads and stared at Ji Ruochen.

All the shouts were: "Where do you want to go?! Where do you want to go!?"

Hundreds of dead souls shouted in unison, which immediately startled Ji Ruochen. However, he suddenly thought, he was already dead, so what else should he be afraid of?

With this in mind, Ji Ruochen squeezed to the left again. As soon as he moved, a pair of vague arms suddenly stretched out from the black mist of the middle-aged man behind him, strangled Ji Ruochen's throat, and shouted: "No

Walk……"

Dozens of dead souls around him immediately responded: "Keep him...", "Don't let him go..." "He should be with us..."

Ji Ruochen turned to look at the middle-aged man, and suddenly shouted: "Just die in peace!" Before he could finish the shout, he punched the dead soul's face with lightning. This punch was like a punch.

In a pool of icy water, the chill clinging to the skin was bone-chilling. The landing point of the fist was flexible and had a faint rebound force. The feeling was indescribably weird. The middle-aged man's face was extremely distorted, and he finally had an expression, as if

It was fear, but also seemed to be pain. Ji Ruochen's mind moved slightly, and he tried out the Three Pure Mind Techniques. A layer of light green flames immediately appeared on his fist, and suddenly burned in the body of the dead soul that refused to let him go!

Ji Ruochen had withdrawn his fist, but the faint flame was still burning inside the body of the dead soul, and it was burning more and more intensely. In the blink of an eye, it spread all over his entire tangible and intangible body, outlining a detailed picture of a burning man.

ah!!

The extremely painful screams of the dead souls echoed in the vast underworld where there were no stars in the sky and no distinction between east, west, north and south. The dead souls retreated one after another, for fear of being contaminated by the flames that were spitting out from his right fist. Ji Ruochen did not hesitate and directly joined the team.

Rush to the left.

As soon as he moved like this, the dead souls who were originally afraid started to clamor again, shouting to capture Ji Ruochen. At first, the voices of thousands of people came and went, and they continued without end. Gradually, they merged into a raging river like a trickle, with fierce waves and fierce waves.

, wave after wave impacted Ji Ruochen's consciousness, and he was not allowed to escape the underworld alone, but must fall into hell forever with everyone else.

Having decided to give it a try, Ji Ruochen's arrogance that had been suppressed for many years finally burst out. He put aside all worries, accelerated his steps, waved his right fist, and suddenly rushed a hundred feet away, killing countless dead souls.

A path of fire emerged! After a moment, he suddenly felt the pressure around him lighten up, and it turned out that he had broken out of the queue of dead souls!

Strange to say, as soon as he came out, Ji Ruochen felt that he had rushed out of an invisible cage, and his mind was much clearer. He looked back and saw a large open space appeared in the dead soul team, with dozens of people in it.

Hundreds of dead souls were wailing in the fierce flames. Countless dead souls were looking at him, clamoring for him to return to the ranks of the dead. But these dead souls were all standing in front of an invisible boundary, despite the surging crowds.

They pushed and shoved each other, but no one dared to step beyond the threshold.

Ji Ruochen checked the direction, turned around and ran towards the big river. If this river was really the weak water described in the Taoist scriptures, then he would really be dead.

In this underworld, Ji Ruochen's actions were not affected at all, far from the clumsiness and dullness of those dead souls. As soon as he exerted his strength, several miles passed in an instant, and he was standing by the river a moment later.

It is indeed weak water!

This river is more than tens of millions of feet wide. At a glance, you can see the vast smoke waves and the smoke is so thick that you can't see where the other side is. Above the river is a vast blackness with no sky, no sun and moon.

It is strange to say that in the distance, you can hear the sound of waves and see the waves lining the bank. At this time, standing by the river, there is no sound of water under your feet. Ji Ruochen took a breath of air, silently and without a trace.

There is no trace of it, and there is no trace of it. It is indeed a weak water.

The light gray river water on the dark river bank was lifeless, and the rippling waves were extremely turbulent. There were many shadows under the water, and I don’t know how many innocent souls were drowned in it. They stretched out their arms and fists, and made howling and wailing gestures, but Ji Ruochen just wanted to

Not a single sound could be heard.

Ji Ruochen still couldn't figure out his situation. Although he was in the underworld, he was obviously very different from ordinary dead souls. In this underworld composed of black and white and gray, he had color.

Ji Ruochen looked back at where he came from. Looking from this direction, his sight was not disturbed by the overwhelming black fog. About a few hundred feet away, the long dragon of dead souls hundreds of feet wide was still pushing each other and screaming.

, almost no progress.

Now he could clearly see the reason why the dead souls in front of him had stopped. He saw a small boat on the river, already three feet away from the shore, spinning around on the fast water. The boat was as small as a grasshopper and could easily accommodate four or five dead souls.

They are just souls. I really don’t know how many years and months it will take for these many dead souls to be saved.

There was a woman standing vaguely on the leafy boat. She did not look like the legendary ferryman. Instead, she was fighting with the dead souls who couldn't help but swarm and tried to board the boat. There was a black energy in her hand, which seemed to be a giant sword.

Every time the sword is swung, several dead souls will be cut down into the river. However, there are too many dead souls. No matter how powerful her sword energy is, she will not be able to kill all the souls who want to board the ship!

The Ye Qingzhou boat was only hovering three feet away from the shore. I don't know if it was because she didn't want to sail the boat, or because she didn't know how to sail it at all. There seemed to be an invisible boundary three feet away from the weak water, and the dead souls within three feet could walk on the water.

, once it passes three feet, it will be immediately swallowed up by the weak water of the waves, and no water will come out again.

Ji Ruochen was immediately shocked when he saw the woman! She was also colorful. Looking at her sword dancing style, she was very familiar, and she was vaguely Yun Wuhua.

When he looked at the woman, she seemed to feel something, and looked back at the same time. It was indeed Yun Wuhua! Ji Ruochen still remembered all the things in his life. Although he was in the underworld now, he didn't know whether she was an enemy or a friend. Just before him

Before hesitating, Yun Wuhua suddenly jumped three feet out of the boat, shouted, and with a wave of his hand, a black air hit Ji Ruochen from the air!

This half-moon-shaped black energy did not come very quickly, nor was it powerful, but Ji Ruochen still remembered how powerful she was in the mortal world, and was afraid that there was another mystery in this black energy, so he jumped three feet to the side, gently and skillfully

After letting go of this black energy. When the black energy passed by, Ji Ruochen knew that his spiritual sense was still extremely sharp, but the black energy was weak and weak, and it was really not very powerful. It was more than enough to deal with those dead souls, but it was of no use against him.

Ji Ruochen was determined and looked towards the Ruoshui River again. Yun Wuhua was once again locked in a bitter battle with thousands of dead souls. This time, he had no time to distract him, and even had no ability to look this way. The dead souls

More and more people gathered, and several dead souls even jumped over the heads of their companions and pounced on Yun Wuhua! Even though Yun Wuhua's heart was as strong as steel, she was greatly affected in this underworld, and she couldn't help but scream,

He slashed with the black sword in his hand, and then cut off all the dead souls on the boat and threw them into the water.

Ji Ruochen looked at the weak water, then at the dead souls of the boat, and compared it with the Taoist scriptures. He already understood that Yun Wuhua could not step into the weak water like those dead souls, and his ability to move in the underworld was limited. It seemed that he could only jump several feet at most.

, and the hundred feet directly in front of her were filled with densely packed dead souls, so where could she find a place to stay?

He watched the battle for a while, and knew that with Yun Wuhua's current combat strength, if he and the dead soul attacked together, he could definitely force her into a weak water, or burn her soul body with the three pure flames in her fist, and avoid future troubles forever.

This idea is really tempting, but Ji Ruochen thought for a moment and shook his head. Now is not the time to cause trouble. It is good to destroy the enemy, but returning to the mortal world is the most important thing.

Ji Ruochen immediately turned around and walked along the weak water, leaving behind Yun Wuhua who was fighting to the death.

The waves of weak water and the dead souls of billions cannot be crossed by a single boat. There must be other ferrymen on this weak water.

Sure enough, Ji Ruochen felt that he had been speeding for a moment when he saw a small boat suddenly appeared on the empty river, drifting across the rapids. The person holding the boat was wearing a raincoat and a raincoat, and he was the ferryman mentioned in the Taoist scriptures.

When the ferryman saw Ji Ruochen, the boat swerved and was already heading this way. In a blink of an eye, it docked at the shore. Ji Ruochen looked around and saw that the fields were dark and empty. No dead soul appeared anymore, and he couldn't help but feel very strange.

Why are there countless dead souls gathering in Yunwuhua?

But at this moment, Ji Ruochen couldn't think about it. He moved and got on the ferry. The ferryman stared behind Ji Ruochen and didn't move for a long time, but his gray hands holding the boat couldn't help but tremble slightly. Ji Ruochen was suspicious and turned back.

Looking around, he saw an empty area behind him, with only streaks of faint black air lingering together marking his route to get off the shore and boarding the boat. However, the bank of the weak water was filled with mist that alternated between thick and thin, and he used it in the underworld.

Without the method of instantly breaking the wind and flying across the sky, it is normal for the fog to be disturbed when jumping. Why is the ferryman so surprised?

The ferryman suddenly smiled dryly and said: "Although we are ferrying only those who come, those who can board the boat are destined. Master, sit tight, we will cross the river now."

The boat deftly turned around and headed for the other side of the vast weak water. This time, Ji Ruochen borrowed a boat to cross the river, and Ji Ruochen realized how vast the weak water was! In the blink of an eye, the boat had been sailing on the weak water for several hours, and still couldn't see the other side. He looked around

, all he could see was the turbulent river water, not even the innocent souls under the water that Ji Ruochen had seen before.

The ferryman suddenly stopped the boat and said to Ji Ruochen: "There will be strong winds and waves further ahead. It is very dangerous. I wonder if the young master has brought enough funds to cross the river? If not, please get off the boat here."

Ji Ruochen was immediately stunned. He had never heard that weak water required funds to cross the river. Moreover, he was a soul and had no body at all. How could he get the funds to cross the river? The ferryman stopped his boat in the middle of the river, and everything was covered with it.

The weak water that carried nothing was clearly blackmail for asking him to get off the boat. Ji Ruochen's face remained calm, murderous intent arose in his heart. At that moment, he cupped his fists, saluted the ferryman, and said, "I died in vain. In fact, I died in vain."

I don’t have much in my body. I don’t know what my brother needs to cross the river. If I have it, I won’t dare to begrudge it.”

The face of the ferryman under the bamboo hat was blurry, and his features could not be seen at all. Only two dots of green fire shone, which seemed to be eyes. He looked at Ji Ruochen, and suddenly smiled and said: "Ordinary people can't pay for this amount of money to cross the river.
To be continued...