These huge figures like these hills are dozens of times more than grandma. In the turbulent sea of fog, the eyes like ghosts were like stars in the sky, and they landed directly on Qin Ye. However, none of them dared to come.
Just so quietly watching the two walk on the road of bones. Moreover, when grandma took a step, those huge eyes took a step back. It seemed as if the stars in the sky were beginning to sway.
"This is called passing over the yin. If you have enough Taoism, you can find what you are looking for here, the soul within seven days. Even let the other party regain consciousness and talk to you for a short time. The so-called soul-calling of those mages in the world is the ghost for seven days. Not yet, when there is still the last breath of yang energy left, temporarily recall the soul of the other party from here."
"Even a step further, if you are fortunate enough to be promoted to a position above the ghost, you don't need to be overcast at all, you can directly take people on this yin and yang road. Okay, bow your head, it's time, you can talk."
Qin Ye immediately calmed down and lowered his head.
This road of bones has come to an end, and there, a large ship is parked.
It was an old-fashioned ferry, a thousand meters in size, and it stopped quietly in the void. However, the ferry was supposed to be the position of the boatman, but now there is a golden skeleton standing there!
The blue hat, the green hood, and the bones are pure gold, still holding the yoke, bowing slightly, burying the head, and making a forceful gesture. It is hard to imagine that such an ordinary human-sized skeleton is the boatman of this kilometer ferry. On the other side of the Skeleton Bridge, countless Yin spirits were already holding the money in their hands, looking straight at the skeleton.
"He... is dead?" Qin Ye murmured.
Grandma's eyes are extremely complicated: "It's not death... but leaving... "
"For thousands of years, I have never known his name. He never said a word, but quietly sent people to the old man, and then left silently. We thought that we would care for each other like this forever, who knows …”
She shook her head and said nothing.
Qin Ye retracted his gaze thoughtfully, and at this moment, he suddenly felt blessed, his eyes suddenly lit up, he suddenly looked at the boatman again in disbelief, and he couldn't help but take a step forward.
As soon as he stepped out, he felt that his feet were empty, and his body suddenly lost his balance. Then a strong force came from his arm, pulling him back suddenly.
"Are you courting death!" Grandma said angrily, "Look at your feet!"
Qin Ye looked down in cold sweat, and at his feet, beneath the bones, turned out to be an abyss of ten thousand feet!
The ferryboat stays in the void, giving the illusion of flat land, but it's not at all.
The abyss is not scary, what's more scary is... This abyss can only be seen by stepping out of the bridge. And... Just as he fell, he vaguely heard a giggling woman chuckling from below, and countless black waves burst out from the bottom of the abyss, spreading wildly along the mountain wall.
That's not the Kuroshio.
It's... hair!
Under this endless abyss, there is something terrifying, like a hunting spider, quietly waiting for the soul to step into her realm.
Grandma said solemnly: "Don't take it lightly because this is just the first section of Huangquan Road. There are too many things on this road that you can't imagine. This is a forbidden area for the living. Take one wrong step and you will die."
Qin Ye gently patted his grandmother's hand away, and the two looked at each other: "I have a question. I don't know whether to ask or not."
"Since you shouldn't ask, then don't ask." Grandma seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and said quietly: "You have lived too long, and you are much more sensitive than ordinary people. It's good to keep some questions in your heart."
Qin Ye had never heard of it, and his eyes became more and more solemn: "Underworld... what happened?"
Without waiting for grandma to answer, he said solemnly, "I just suddenly discovered... The way the ferryman dies is definitely not a natural death."
"His posture is just like a ferry, and even his hands are shaking and shaking. This is a sudden death. Unexpected by the status of the ferryman, a sudden death that was completely unexpected. And it was an instant annihilation. It remains that way after death."
Looking directly at his grandmother's eyes, he said word by word, "Who can instantly annihilate the ferryman?"
Grandma's lips parted slightly, Qin Ye shook his head, and continued: "Also, I thought about it before, the ghosts of Yulan Festival... are abnormally many. Now, these ghosts can't enter the entrance to the underworld. The underworld did not have a sinister to come forward, which is even more abnormal."
Grandma finally spoke, without squinting: "What do you want to say."
Qin Ye took a deep breath, an absurd thought surged in his heart, took a step forward, and said in a trembling voice, "Underworld... shut down?"
"Oh?"
"The ferryman died, and it happened that there were constant supernatural events in the world at this time. Can I think that this great change in the underworld is the root cause of the drastic changes in the world?"
Saying these words, even Qin Ye couldn't help shaking his whole body. This guess was too terrifying, so terrifying that he couldn't believe it himself.
How many people die in a day
Once the underworld shuts down... where will the hundreds of billions of ghosts go
No wonder... No wonder the situation in the earth is escalating every day, no wonder so many supernatural events suddenly erupt! The world... is transforming into a living hell!
"Interesting." Grandma didn't speak right away. After a long time, she laughed: "Boy, your imagination is very rich. But..."
She stared straight at Qin Ye and said word by word, "Don't use your human heart to guess ghosts... They are ten thousand times scarier than you think..."
"Your superficial guess is only one ten thousandth of the horror you are about to see..."
"Come on... Go to that ship, shake it, and prove that you are qualified to be the last underworld scoundrel."
"Wait!" Qin Ye's mind flashed an alarm bell, and looked at his grandmother distrustfully: "What is the last sin? What are you talking nonsense about? I never seem to agree. Also, this kind of confession of last words. What's with the tone?"
Grandma sneered: "It's useless, if you live too long, you will be sharp, no matter how much you pretend to be innocent in front of me, it's useless, you are just like me, you are black when you open your heart. Besides... You think you have reached your old age. How can you allow a hundred-year-old kid like you to be self-willed?"
Before he finished speaking, a huge force came from behind Qin Ye. He was like a fallen leaf in the wind, fluttering towards the ferry. Just during the flight, countless Yin Qi suddenly burst into his body, and the ghost uniform was instantly transformed into it.
Pit!
Qin Ye landed on the ferry with a thud, and could not wait to scold me three times! As soon as she stood up while rubbing her waist, her grandmother's voice drifted slowly: "Shake and shake, the Yin spirits who hear the sound of the ferry will automatically gather around you. But they can't get there. You saw this boat just now. Not everyone can get on. And in the crack between the ferry and this road, there is a terrifying existence. So don't worry."
Qin Ye gritted his teeth: "Then who am I going to ferry? What exactly are you looking for? Can you give me an accurate word!"
"What's the hurry?" Grandma gave him a "Young people are just sloppy" eyes, and then said solemnly: "This boat... not everyone can shake it, only those who can ferry are qualified as real ghosts. Can you? If you can't turn into a formal ghost and enter the civil service system of the underworld, you have to see if you can shake it."
"What am I... I don't want it, okay?!"
"Okay, dog." Grandma lit the bong and said lightly, "You still have three days to live."
Qin Ye's voice instantly dropped an octave: "...No, we are having a pleasant conversation, can we not suddenly jump to such a terrifying channel?"
"The desire to survive is very strong." Grandma sighed comfortably: "Those who have eaten Tai Sui will neither live nor die, nor will they grow up, nor will they be recognized by the yin and yang worlds. Now the underworld is closed, you have a good day. Naturally it's over. The better result is to become a floating spirit floating around, almost..."
She used a bong to draw a circle of Yin spirits full of bones and bridges: "Do you choose one?"
"...I shake it, I will shake it right away... I will only serve the group of people below you." Qin Ye bowed three times towards the golden skeleton, wanting to cry without tears, then gently moved it away, holding the roller and pressing it hard.
Swipe... In the endless void, with the lifting of the shovel, a ripple suddenly appeared in the void. Obviously there was not a drop of water, but the sound of slamming the board breaking the surface of the water resounded throughout the world.
In this situation, Qin Ye couldn't help but think of a song in his mind: Let's swing the oars~~ The boat pushes away the waves~~ The water reflects the ferocious ghosts, surrounded by the vicious mother-in-law~~
This is so wrong!
Woo... A horn sounded from the boat for no reason. At the same time, all the Yin spirits on the bridge of the skeleton raised their heads and looked towards this side.
Woo—the second horn sounded, and the ferry slowly turned around. As the ferry turned, the Yin spirit on the bridge of bones finally moved. They stared straight at the ferry, holding all the money in their hands, and took a step forward unconsciously. Immediately afterwards, the entire ocean tide of Yin Spirit began to slowly move forward.
The picture is magnificent.
There is an endless gulf between the ferry boat and the bridge of skeletons. These Yin spirits cannot reach the ferry boat at all. As soon as they took a step, they immediately fell into the endless abyss below. Suddenly, there was a happy woman laughing in the abyss.
However, this can't stop the countless Yin spirits coming forward and succeeding. This ship is like a lighthouse in a storm, extremely eye-catching.
Hundreds of thousands of Yin spirits, the former group fell into the abyss, and the latter group followed closely, falling into the abyss indefinitely, forming a waterfall of... souls!
The dark money flying all over the sky because of the falling of Yin spirits is like a cloud of smoke splashing down three thousand feet from a waterfall, which is breathtaking.