Chapter 85

They continued to move along the river, only about a hundred miles away from the source of the Yongjiang River, and more and more strange things happened.

Qin Mu saw that the lights ahead were bright and illuminating the darkness. There was a village, and the lights were very eye-catching in the darkness.

An old man in the village was pasting paper and tying paper boats. After the paper boats were tied, they flew out of the village and docked at the riverside. The wet men and women boarded the boats, and then the paper boats floated to the center of the river, where The thick fog filled the air, and the paper boat disappeared into the thick fog.

"That's bad luck."

The village chief whispered: "Appear at night to extradite those who died in the river. Don't alarm them."

"Yin bad?"

Qin Mu was curious and looked at the old man a few more times. The old man's face was blurred, and it seemed that he could not see his face through a layer of veil.

The old man in the village seemed to have sensed something. He raised his head and looked at him. Qin Mu was horrified. But at this moment, the resounding Buddha's voice came from his eyebrows, and the Tathagata imprint that Ma Ye planted in his eyebrows shined brightly, blocking the eyes of the old man.

"Stop the living." The old man lowered his head and continued to paste the paper boat, and there was a faint voice.

The village chief said cautiously, "Mu'er, don't interfere in the world after death."

"The world after death?"

Qin Mu was stunned and said, "We are clearly in the Great Ruins, this is not the world after death, why did the village chief say that..."

"There are many strange things in the big ruins, which connect multiple worlds. That small village is where the afterlife world borders the real world."

The village chief said: "Not only is there such a place in Daxu, but there are also similar places outside Daxu. If you go out of Daxu and see an old man like this in a village like this, don't go up and ask. As long as you don't provoke them, they won't either. It will interfere in the real world. But they know a lot and can ask them for directions. Daoist brother, dare to ask how to get to Wuyou Township?"

The old man in the village raised a finger and pointed into the darkness: "You can't go to the real worry-free village..."

The village head thanked them, and they continued on their way. They had walked for an unknown distance when the jade pendant on Qin Mu's chest suddenly floated up and pointed forward.

Qin Mu's heart moved slightly: "Village Chief!"

The village chief looked back at this scene and nodded lightly. Qin Mu took off the jade pendant, hesitated, but let go.

The jade pendant floated up and flew forward. The village chief immediately took Qin Mu to follow the jade pendant. The jade pendant floated faster and faster, piercing the darkness like a shooting star.

Qin Mu and the village chief quickly caught up, and suddenly only heard a thud, as if the sound of a small ball falling into the lake water, the jade pendant hit an invisible membrane wall, sending ripples in the air.

In front of Qin Mu and the village chief, there seemed to be a strange world unfolding slowly with the ripples. In front of them was a vast world shrouded in gray fog. But not darkness.

"There really is another world in the darkness!"

The village chief led him to catch up, Qin Mu grabbed the jade pendant and couldn't suppress his excitement: "Is this the Wuyou Township? Will my parents be here?"

In his hand, the jade pendant was still dancing, as if it was about to fly to the master's position.

Qin Mu hung the jade pendant on his chest, let the jade pendant lead the way, and walked forward, the village chief quickly blocked in front of him, with a calm expression: "Mu'er, we have come here, don't worry, take it step by step. Here Weird..."

Qin Mu calmed down and walked forward. The mountains here are beautiful, but they are a little blurry due to the gray fog. Is this really worry-free?

Didn't that spy say they couldn't get to worry-free land?

There was a vast amount of gray fog ahead, and the mountains were looming. There was a sudden cracking sound under Qin Mu's feet, and only one voice said, "You stepped on me..."

Qin Mu was startled and looked down quickly, only to see a withered palm pulled out from the soles of his feet, and then a skeleton sticking its head out of the fog, its empty eye sockets "looking" at him.

"people!"

The skeleton screamed, and the shrill voice echoed in this foggy world, which was very harsh.

Qin Mu hurriedly took a step back, and there was another click from under his feet. Only then did he see that there were countless dead bones on the ground. I don't know how many bones have accumulated and piled together, and I don't know how deep!

Jiuzhongtian revolved in his pupils, looking at the mountains in the gray fog, he couldn't help but fight a few cold fights.

Those mountains in the fog are actually made of countless bones, and these dead bones are piled up into one mountain after another, hidden in the fog!

Qin Mu was horrified, the bones on the ground stood up one by one, and skeletons staggered and stood in the gray fog, only to hear various distorted voices echoing in the fog: "People? Where are people?"

"No one has appeared here for a long time! Who can break into this place?"

"They have meat, we don't have meat, take their meat—"

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The village chief frowned and looked into the distance. The mountains in the distance were also shaking, and then the mountains stood up, like a monster composed of countless bones, walking towards this direction. As those White Bone Mountains walked, countless skeletons danced and ran over happily and climbed up the mountain, making these giant white bone beasts bigger and bigger.

Some of the bones also carry the power of gods and demons, which are obviously the bones of gods and demons!

The screeching voices of the skeletons were chaotic, and I don't know how many voices were shouting to eat the people who broke into this place.

"Where did so many dry bones come from?"

The village chief couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Several small skeletons with a height of only three feet ran over from the gray fog, hugged Qin Mu's legs and bit them. Qin Mu smashed these skeletons with one hand, but more The skeletons dashed wildly, like the waves of the sea, very scary!

The village chief's vitality overflowed and turned into sword lights, but there were too many skeletons here, and even he had a headache, especially those god bones and demon bones, I'm afraid it would be more difficult to deal with.

But at this moment, Qin Mu's eyebrows radiated light, and a phantom of a giant Buddha appeared, sitting behind them, and suddenly countless skeletons screamed and fled.

There are many skeletons running together and becoming giants running one by one. Some giants trip over and turn into countless skeletons and run away, running and running together again, turning into giant skeletons.

Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief, the giant Buddha phantom that Ma Ye left between his brows did have a miraculous effect on these strange skeletons, making them dare not get close.

The Skeleton Mountain in the distance also stopped and watched from a distance, seeing that the big Buddha behind Qin Mu did not dare to approach.

The gray fog was gently rippling like waves. The fog between the Skeleton Mountains made it look like a sea of ​​fog. Suddenly, there was a light coming. Qin Mu stared at it and was slightly startled. He saw a small boat passing from two skeletons floating between the mountains.

Floating on the mist, this small boat had a lantern hanging from a solitary mast at the bow of the boat, with no sails, and the lantern gave off a faint glow.

At the back of the boat, a boatman in tattered rags stood there, swinging the oars, wearing a hat, and there was another person sitting under the lantern, also wearing a hat, so he couldn't see his face.

The boat quickly swung ahead of them, and the man under the lantern stood up, turned to bow to the boatman, and took out a gold coin.

The boatman stretched out his hand to take the gold coins, Qin Mu immediately saw that the boatman's palm had no flesh and blood!

Under the hat, in the hood, was a skeleton!

Skeleton Row!

The man under the lantern stepped off the boat, and when he saw Qin Mu and the village chief, he was slightly startled, bowed and saluted, and said in an old voice, "Brother Dao."

Qin Mu and the village chief bowed and returned the salute, "Brother Dao."

The man pressed his hat and walked out.

The village chief suddenly said, "Brother Daoist, stay."

The man stopped.

The village chief said, "Do you have any money left over, Brother Daoist?"

The man said with a hoarse voice, "You didn't bring any money, so you want ghosts to grind the mill?"

The village chief smiled and said, "That's why I want to borrow a little from Brother Daoist."

There was laughter from under the hat: "Old Sword God, I haven't seen you for a long time. There are very few people from your time and mine. It is fate to meet here. Anyway, I will give you a few Wen Fengdu coins. ."

He stretched out his palm, and several gold coins floated in his palm.

The village chief's expression was solemn, his vitality manifested, his arms and legs grew out, and he slowly stretched out his palms and grabbed the gold coins in his hands.

The palms of the two touched each other, and each of them swayed.

The man under the hat retracted his arms, turned around and walked away, sighing, "You are old, but you are still one point better than me. Fortunately, I am a few years younger than you and can live longer than you."

The village chief watched him go away and said, "You are stronger than before, but you may not live as long as me."

"Hard to say."

The man under the hat jumped up and disappeared. The village chief opened his palm, and four gold coins fell into Qin Mu's hands. Immediately, his arms, legs and feet, which showed vitality, gradually dimmed, and said, "Mu'er, let's board the boat."

Qin Mu was apprehensive and boarded the boat. The village chief also floated up, leaning on the mast, the boatman at the back of the boat turned the bow, the boat was leisurely, very stable, and sailed into the mist deep in Skeleton Mountain.