Chapter 262 The Purpose of the Coffin

The fog gradually dissipated, and a strange bridge appeared in front of everyone.

The material of this bridge is not much different from the stone bridge created by the two ghost messengers.

But the overall structure is extremely strange, even violating the basic theory of bridges.

Because this is a stone bridge divided into three layers: upper, middle and lower, and the starting positions of the three parts are the same.

The upper layer is an arch, convex and extending upward, the middle layer is a straight stone bridge, simple and old, and the lower layer is concave downward, and the curvature is almost the same as the upper arch.

The most fatal thing is that a large part of the concave part of the lower layer has been soaked in the river water. If you want to walk from the bottom, you can't avoid entering the river water.

Ji Li took a quick look. The river under the Naihe Bridge was calm, and there was no sign of flow, not even a wave.

But he knew that this was the Wangchuan River under the Naihe Bridge.

The two formed an extremely dangerous pass. It is said that all the evil ghosts in the Wangchuan River were unable to reincarnate for endless years.

They hide under the water and hunt ghosts crossing the bridge. Since they cannot reincarnate themselves, they have to rob the qualification for reincarnation, so they are the most vicious when facing other ghosts.

It is hard to imagine how many ghosts there are in this Wangchuan River, and the number cannot be estimated.

Although the river water is like a pool of stagnant water at the moment, I am afraid that when someone approaches the lower level or even the middle level, they will be dragged by countless ghosts.

Only the upper level of Naihe Bridge is the safest.

"Those who only do good deeds in their lives go to the upper level, those who are half good and half evil go to the middle level, and those who do evil things all their lives go to the lower level..."

Du Xiyue stood at the bridge head, looked at the three levels, and explained softly.

Some ghosts have walked along the bridge head and onto the Naihe Bridge. Almost all the ghosts have set their sights on the upper level, and it seems that they also understand.

Ji Li observed carefully, and he still didn't know how to distinguish the differences between the three levels.

Until he found out that, for example, if you only do evil things in your life and become an evil ghost, even if you want to go to the upper level, it is impossible.

When your body approaches the upper level, your feet will automatically slip and slide into the Naihe Bridge on the lower level.

And once you have completely boarded the Naihe Bridge, there is no turning back.

For example, the ghost on the lower level now is also consciously trying to break free, but it can't do it anyway, as if there is an invisible wall of air behind it.

The ghost began to move forward tremblingly, but the part of the Naihe Bridge that was soaked in the water of the Wangchuan River had already appeared when it was about to arrive, but not yet arrived.

The water of the Wangchuan River suddenly surged up at the moment when the ghost approached.

It was not even just the edge of the Naihe Bridge, the entire Wangchuan River water raised huge waves, and countless hideous evil ghosts, ghosts that had been soaked here for countless years, were all exposed.

The violently turbulent river water even splashed many of them onto the upper Naihe Bridge.

The ghost on the lower level was almost unable to resist, and was instantly pulled into the Wangchuan River water and completely disappeared.

But no ghost got a substitute to continue walking across the Naihe Bridge, because the moment it was caught, it was torn into pieces by countless ghosts.

The huge waves returned to the bottom of the river, and the Naihe Bridge was in a mess.

The upper layer was not affected much, but with the splash of river water, several ghosts walking on the middle layer were also pulled into the water.

All this means that as long as they are pulled into the Wangchuan River, they will definitely die.

"This... How can we go?" Lang Qing was stunned by this scene. He never expected that Meng Po had not appeared yet, and the Naihe Bridge alone was so difficult to walk.

Du Xiyue and Qiu Xue were also embarrassed at this time, judging from the current situation.

If they can walk to the upper layer, it must be impossible.

As long as they enter the hotel and live to this point, who dares to say that they have never killed anyone?

The upper Naihe Bridge will definitely not be their turn, so there are only the middle and lower layers left.

Once you step on the lower layer, it is no different from death.

But betting that you will walk to the middle layer?

I'm afraid that the few people present were completely unsure.

The most terrifying thing is that once you get on the bridge, you can only obey the arrangements of the dark, which means that there is no chance to choose again except to gamble your life.

How to walk on this bridge?

At this time, Du Xiyue and Lang Qing looked at the man who had never spoken.

From the matter of the Wild Ghost Village, although they were dissatisfied and unfamiliar with each other, they had already developed a little dependence on the wisdom of this man.

If there is anyone who can propose the most reasonable leadership in the current predicament, then only Ji Li is left.

"Du Xiyue, can you be sure that Meng Po is on the Naihe Bridge or on the other side?"

Ji Li did not look back to see the people in the fifth branch, but asked without turning his head.

Hearing the question, Du Xiyue also fell into thinking.

According to the legend, Meng Po should be at the end of the Naihe Bridge, holding a big pot and waiting for the ghosts to cross the bridge.

But from the situation just now, it seems that it is not on this bridge, otherwise it will never turn a blind eye to the huge waves raised by the Wangchuan River and pull people at will.

"Maybe, maybe not..."

In the end, she could only give this ambiguous answer.

Ji Li's eyes became deep, with a hint of determination.

"We can only take a gamble, betting that Meng Po is on the Naihe Bridge!"

Hearing the word "bet", the three people in the fifth branch were shocked. Could it be that Ji Li's plan was to bet that they would not go to the lower level?

But even the middle level was not safe, and there was also the danger of being pulled into the river.

"You..."

"We can't go to the Naihe Bridge, we have to go directly to the Wangchuan River!"

Unexpectedly, Ji Li's next sentence made everyone dumbfounded.

Lang Qing looked at Ji Li's back and felt absurd. He didn't trust him in the first place, and he felt even more absurd when he heard this crazy plan.

"What are you crazy about? We can't avoid the Wangchuan River, but you want to cross it?"

Du Xiyue's face was ugly. She didn't have any madness from Ji Li, but she couldn't keep up with this idea.

She looked at the distant Wangchuan River bank. This side was at least 500 meters away from the other side. Not to mention that there were countless evil spirits hiding here, they didn't have the physical strength to swim across the cold river water alone!

But she also knew that Ji Li must have his own way of saying this, "How do we go according to your instructions?"

Ji Li picked up the raccoon that seemed to have fainted and threw it on the ground, but it still didn't wake up.

Then he began to untie the ropes and chains on his body, put the blood-red coffin on his back on the ground, and opened the coffin lid.

"If we walk on the Naihe Bridge, we will most likely encounter Meng Po, and we don't have the ability to confront it head-on now.

What's more, we are already extremely evil people, and I am sure we will be assigned to the lower level. Look at the width of the Naihe Bridge, which is only wide enough for one person to pass.

If we walk on the Naihe Bridge, we are destined to be defeated one by one, and the end is certain death.

So, crossing the Wangchuan River has become the safest way."

"How do you want to cross the Wangchuan River?"

Ji Li patted the coffin on the ground, and the huge coffin was enough to completely wrap his body:

"The coffin has many uses."