Paddling a boat in the endless black water lake, walking very slowly, I doubt that the area of this lake is beyond imagination, sliding at such a speed, genius knows how long and how long can I walk to the other side of the lake.
Especially this piece of black water keeps my heart hairy. Although the surface of the water is very calm and there is no movement in peace, but the more this kind of silence, the more people will be bottomless.
No one can tell whether there is anything in the dark water.
The scholar was very calm. Sitting on the bow, looking ahead, the dim light continued to fall, making it difficult to see the scene a little further away.
"How old are you this year?" As I watched the scholar staring straight ahead, I wanted to talk to him a few words to get rid of a little panic in my heart.
"I don't even remember how old I am." The scholar thought for a while and said, "I really don't remember."
"I don't know how old I am?"
"Yes, time is too long." The scholar turned his head, smiled faintly, and said: "I only remember that this is my ninth life."
"It's the ninth life?" I was slightly taken aback, because the scholar told me before that the Huangquan corpse hunter was about to die, and the Huangquan corpse hunter also lived for the ninth life. Nine is the extreme number and also the limit. , No one can cross this barrier: "Then what do you mean..."
"The ninth life is the last life. There is no predecessor, no afterlife." In the scholar's tone, there is no sadness and no fear, but there is an unspeakable depression and loneliness. People like him may be early He had a thorough understanding of life and death, and he was not afraid of death at all: "It is because of the last life that I want to know what is behind the gate at the end of Huangquan Road. If I don’t seize the opportunity of this life, I will have to Returned to the west with this regret."
"You are in charge of the Nether Map, if... If you really die, who will this Nether Map be given to?"
"I'm dead, and the Netherworld map will no longer exist." The scholar said: "Perhaps, in this life, everything will come to an end."
As we talked, my two arms gradually couldn’t lift up. I walked so long before and only took a few breaks in the middle. At this moment, I was rowing with two such heavy oars. If you are not an indestructible body made of steel, you will naturally feel tired.
However, I didn't want to let the scholar look down upon me, and felt that I was useless, so I still gritted my teeth and wanted to hold on for a while.
"Will this life really end?"
"Probably it will. Don't force this kind of thing. Until the end, you have nothing to do. When it comes to the end, you can't stop it." The scholar replied, "It's all God's will, it's all days. Manpower is irreversible."
"Then you..." I was about to continue. Suddenly, I felt that the oar in my left hand suddenly became extremely heavy. Originally, I could barely row the boat, but at this time, the oar seemed to be underwater. Something crashed, and I tried my best to get the oars back.
The scholar noticed the abnormality and hurriedly came over to help me. He held the oars and just wanted to work together to take the oars back. The calm water surface suddenly made waves.
Immediately, I saw a shadow that was barely visible to the naked eye between the tumbling black water. This shadow was holding the oars.
, And climbed onto the boat.
Before I had time to react, another shadow appeared in the black water, and then I climbed into the boat. These shadows are difficult to identify, invisible and innocent, and can't be stopped even if they want to block them. When the second group of shadows also climbed up, the third group of shadows then emerged from the black water.
I was a little flustered, because I didn't know anything about these things, and I didn't know how to get rid of these shadows.
Anxiously, I hurriedly dragged the oars back, but it didn't work. Between the tumbling black water, there were lumps of shadows, and I wanted to climb up the boat one after another. These shadows couldn't be driven away, and I watched this small boat squeeze into the extremely pale shadows before long.
I was out of ideas. The black water around the boat seemed to be constantly rolling, and more and more shadows appeared from the water, and all of a sudden it surrounded our boat.
"This... this..." The scholar stood on the bow of the boat, looked around, and touched his head again, and suddenly seemed to wake up: "This boat! It's... It's a dead boat!"
"What surviving ship?" I held the oars, facing the shadows around me, helpless.
The exit of Huangquan Road was blocked, and those wandering souls who entered Huangquan Road were all unable to get out, so they could only squeeze in the ring-shaped river over there and circle around in circles.
However, in the ring river, there is still a ray of hope. If one day, the exit of Huangquan Road is unblocked, they will all have a chance to go out.
However, the wandering souls in this black water lake will be imprisoned here forever, unable to go ashore or escape.
This black lacquered boat is a life boat. I don’t know how many years it has been rowed here once in the lake. If it can board the life boat, then it can be taken ashore and into the ring river.
The boatman who died on the shore may be responsible for driving the ship to life. He must know how to control these shadows to board the ship, and only bring a small part of the shadows ashore each time. But neither the scholar nor I knew this. Looking at the shadows that kept turning around, I couldn't do anything about it.
In a blink of an eye, the boat was full of shadows, and nearby shadows were still scrambling upwards. For them, boarding the ship of death is equivalent to gaining a way of life. Just like people fleeing for their lives, no one will let this opportunity pass.
The shadow was light and light, almost weightless, but when the boat was full of shadows, it was obviously unable to row. I paddled the oars desperately, but the boat was stuck on the lake and didn't move.
"The boat can't move!" I turned around and said to the scholar: "Think of a way!"
It wasn't until this time that I woke up. This black water lake is very difficult to pass. If this continues, we will be trapped to death sooner or later.
The scholar also felt the seriousness of the matter, and drew his nether picture from his arms.
"Go down, if you don't go down, you will all be sent to the map!"
The Nether Picture is not an ordinary ancient picture, but for these inanimate wandering souls, there is no taboo. The scholar holds the Nether Picture, but it has no effect at all.
"No recruit." The scholar looked at me embarrassedly: "Can't scare them..."
At this moment, there are shadows everywhere on the whole boat, no matter how hard you try, the boat cannot be rowed, and you are going into the water.
, Caused a greater reaction. On the surrounding lake, water waves flashed one after another. Between each wave, there were countless shadows.
"No trick, what else are you thinking about!" I suddenly threw the oar in my hand and said, "Diving!"
As soon as I pressed my feet, I leaped desperately, and jumped towards the dark water. The scholar also jumped with me, and the two fell into the water, with shadows in front of and behind them.
However, these shadows rushed towards the ship of death, ignoring me and the scholar at all. We both held a sigh of relief and swam in the black water.
"Shall we swim to the other side?" The scholar turned his head, looking at the vague distance, and said, "What if we can swim to the other side?"
"Swim over and try it yourself." I was already very clear in my heart that Huangquan Road might really be cut off. Unless you become a wandering soul, you can cross this dark black water lake and walk between the two banks. If relying on your own strength, you want to swim past, it is simply impossible.
I swam towards the path, the scholar had no way but to keep up. We have walked a long way on the lake, and it will take a while to swim back. As I was swimming, I looked back and saw that there were countless shadows on the surviving ship. The ship seemed to have taken roots and did not move in the water. Even though the ship was full, the shadows continued to follow.
Fortunately, the surviving boat attracted all the shadows. The scholar and I were not surprised. It took a long time to swim to the lake. When I turned over and climbed to the shore, I was exhausted and out of breath. Exhausted to the extreme.
I just lay down on the shore, groaning in my heart. I originally thought that it might not be too dangerous to be with the scholar, but now it seems that I have miscalculated and I can’t go through the black water this time. Lake, it is impossible to return to Huangquan Road, and now we can only think of a way to get out through the exit.
"Things are counterproductive." The book business was sluggish, and said, "I ran for nothing."
"Now let's not say that running is not for nothing, but think about how to get out of the exit."
I remember that at the end of the circular river, there was a bridge with an old woman guarding over there. I met her once before, and I met her again this time, and I don’t know what the result will be.
The scholar looked at me with a little ashamed expression. He smiled happily, and then cheered on me again. I ignored him so much, and lay down and rested for at least half an hour, and waited until the breath was relieved. Stand up.
"Let's go, I'm familiar here, I'll take you."
"Thank you, then." The scholar hurriedly followed me and said to me: "If it fails this time, it doesn't mean it won't be the next time. After we go out, we can think of a way. I wonder if we can bring in one. Can ordinary boats pass through the Blackwater Lake?"
"You can pull it down, this place, I don't want to come again in the future."
I refused the scholar and walked forward on my own. It was another long road. It took a long time to go back and forth before I passed through the land between the ring-shaped river and came to the end of the ring-shaped river.
From a distance, I saw the bridge, but before I got really close, I vaguely noticed that the bridge seemed to be damaged and collapsed, and the old woman on the bridge seemed to disappear.
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