Chapter 423: Yin Spirit

At the bottom of the Wangchuan River.

Human-shaped snake-tailed black shadows piled up together, flowing along the water, and there was no end in sight.

One of the black shadows woke up as if from a nightmare. He trembled all over, and suddenly soared into the air while his limbs shook.

Chen Mu felt that his brain was a mess, and his thoughts seemed to be out of control.

He instinctively wanted to shake his head, trying to clear his mind, but found that it was in vain, and his head did not move at all.

In a daze, he noticed the endless torrent of black shadows, and Chen Mu's heart was full of horror.

He tried hard to move his arms and torso, but found that the connection between his body and mind was intermittent.

He tried to raise his arms more than ten times in a row, but in the end, he only moved the black smoke-like palm a little once.

His consciousness was anxious, but it was useless. After trying for a long time, he had to calm down and try again.

In this way, his arms and limbs moved for a while and stopped for a while, and then moved again and stopped for a while, like a machine with low power, starting and shutting down for a while. His body also rose and fell at the bottom of the river.

In the silent riverbed, Chen Mu could not feel the passage of time.

After an unknown period of time, his hands and feet moved more coherently, and his body finally began to float up slowly.

Puff!

At a certain moment, Chen Mu's face appeared above the river.

As if he had suddenly woken up from a nightmare, his dull and hazy thoughts suddenly became clear.

His body, which was completely made of black smoke, shrank and condensed, and the contours of his facial features appeared and quickly became clear.

The dark color on his body first faded, and then it was as if someone was painting it with paint, gradually turning into normal white and red skin.

Not long after, he changed from a group of humanoid black smoke to a normal human body.

At this moment, Chen Mu was powerless, but he had to struggle hard and swam hard to the river bank not far away.

When he touched the gray pebbles on the shore, he was exhausted and on the verge of coma.

"Hey! Picked up another one! Get rich!"

A voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and he saw a pair of black cloth boots appear in front of him.

He tried to look up to see the person clearly, but his eyelids sank and his consciousness suddenly fell into darkness.

...

Three days later, at night.

The sky was covered with thick clouds.

A dim light shone from behind the clouds, and the whole earth was gray.

Somewhere in the open field, several bonfires burned on the flat ground, dispelling the darkness.

At this moment, Chen Mu, who had climbed out of the riverbed, sat next to a bonfire.

At this time, he was wearing a rough gray cloth shorts, looked fifteen or sixteen years old, and had a little bald head.

Except for a silver vertical line between his eyebrows that was a bit weird, his face and figure were exactly the same as when Chen Mu was fifteen or sixteen years old in his memory of this life.

"Young man, accept the reality as soon as possible." Next to him, a skinny old man with white hair and beard said gently.

"Since you have come to the underworld, it means that your previous life is indeed dead."

"But if you can crawl out of the Forgetful River, you have been reborn."

"The previous life is a passing cloud, don't indulge in the past and miss this life." The old man smiled and comforted.

Chen Mu heard this and looked down at his white and delicate hands with a strange look on his face.

Can you still be young after death?

Death is another great adventure?

Bah, bah, bah, die a fart!

He could clearly feel that there was a dark space in his mind, and a broken but still alive body was lying in it.

Chen Mu couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

The true form of the demon!

However, I am not dead, but these people in front of me...

Chen Mu looked at the side of the campfire.

Seven or eight people, young and old, looked no different from living people.

But obviously...

"Old Shi, what are we now?" Chen Mu asked the skinny old man beside him.

The other person's name is Shi Dechun. According to him, he was a carver who specialized in carving various wooden statues.

Before he died, he was said to be carving the last statue. After finishing it, he was exhausted and took a nap, and then came here.

"According to the saying here, we have become ghosts." The skinny old man Shi Dechun said with a smile.

"In fact, there is nothing wrong with ghosts. You don't need to eat, you can survive by drinking dew. At least you don't have to worry about your livelihood."

Chen Mu glanced sideways. This old man is open-minded.

However, people will become ghosts after death? Nonsense!

He has been in this world for more than ten years and has never heard of this saying.

The evil ghosts he encountered at first were actually ghosts. That thing can absorb the essence of the three treasures of the living, transform into a human form to intimidate and kill people, so there is a legend of ghosts asking for lives.

But... what's the matter with these people in front of me?

Are they the so-called ghosts?

If they find out that I am the real form of the sky demon...

"Is it possible that I am not dead, but just turned into something else?" Chen Mu carefully tested.

The seven or eight people sitting around the campfire laughed. They looked like this when they first arrived.

Someone immediately laughed and joked: "Yes, yes, you are not dead, I am not dead, and no one is dead. Haha..."

"Laugh, laugh, laugh! Laugh your ass off!"

"Have you learned the dew-collecting spell? You are laughing here!"

"I tell you, each of you owes me twenty jade dew beads."

"If you can't pay it back, don't even think about me taking you to Jigu City!"

A tall and strong middle-aged man with a big nose and horns on his head suddenly walked up to the few people.

The whip in his hand was swung in the air with a crackling sound, and his face was ferocious, as if he wanted to eat people.

Everyone around the campfire was speechless when he heard this.

They all closed their eyes and started chanting.

The old man Shi, who was sitting next to Chen Mu, had already sat upright and chanted a spell with a serious look.

Chen Mu couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Just now, you were a gentle and open-minded old man who didn't care about life and death. You gave in when the horned man came?

Isn't your reaction speed too fast!

Chen Mu looked up at the horned man and squinted his eyes.

He thought of the bearded man in Qiandeng City.

I really want to break off the horns from him!

"Newcomer, what are you looking at!" The horned man stared at Chen Mu and shouted angrily.

The people around the campfire suddenly froze, fearing that they would be affected, and they tried to shrink their heads and bodies like quails.

Chen Mu also found that the old man Shi, who was sitting cross-legged next to him, actually used the fingers of both hands to prop himself up slightly, and then quietly moved away from him.

Chen Mu: "..."

Damn old sly guy!

Facing the angry gaze of the horned man, Chen Mu said solemnly: "Your horns are really beautiful!"

"Is... is that so?" The horned man scratched his head, and then he laughed happily: "I think it looks good too."

After saying that, he turned around and went to the other bonfires, and the whip in his hand snapped again, and he regained his ferocious appearance, as if his kind attitude just now was an illusion.

The people around the bonfire looked at each other in surprise.

"How did you do it?" The old man Shi beside him looked surprised.

How did you do it?

"Maybe it's because I speak more sincerely." Chen Mu looked serious.

Everyone around the bonfire: "..."

You are kidding me!

Chen Mu smiled.

It's just kidding me.

Of course, he was able to fool the horned man with the help of the true form of the demon.

In the past few days, he has discovered that the true form of the demon seems to be able to pry open other people's emotions and confuse people for a short time.