Bai Mujun was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

"If you don't plan to board the ship, then we will pretend that you have lent us the ship."

"Please rest assured, we will take good care of it and use it. When returning it, we will ensure that your beloved boat is as clean as it is now."

Who wants to be so clean!

Pay me back if you get dirty!

The ferrying ghost's face twitched slightly.

next moment.

The paddle stuck on the shore appeared in Bai Mujun's hand.

Immediately, the method of controlling this little white boat appeared in his mind.

In just a few seconds, the realm of the unity of man and ship was reached.

After mastering it, Bai Mujun immediately restrained his mind.

Through the perspective, the spirit bodies that were purified just now were locked.

Immediately, the little white boat deftly pushed away the waves under his hands and moved forward slowly.

After following those spirit bodies.

But it was beyond Bai Mujun's expectation.

Those purified spirits did not follow the river to the downstream of Santuchuan.

Instead, with a look of eagerness, he launched an impact on the middle reaches of the Santu River.

When they reached the center of Santu River, these spirit bodies suddenly sank and disappeared.

Even the river water on both sides of the little white boat entangled the hull involuntarily, as if trying to drag it into the river.

Bai Mujun was stunned.

He was then surprised to find that those spirit bodies that dived underwater didn't seem to be hindered by any river water.

On the contrary, as it sneaked in, the speed became faster and faster.

As if going downstream.

Downstream?

Looking at those spirit bodies, Bai Mujun suddenly realized.

No wonder it is impossible to reach the end of Santuchuan by ordinary methods!

Because Santuchuan is not a river that flows downstream at all in essence!

It's a river of yellow spring that descends vertically like a waterfall!

Izanami's palace is at the bottom of the Santu River!

Chapter 190 Four, Your Filial Piety Has Deteriorated

Santu River.

Under the dark river bed.

A magnificent hall stands here.

The shape of the temple body is like a skull, emitting a deep green light outward.

This layer of green light cuts off the water of the Santu River, and at the same time makes the hall even more eerie.

And the position of the skull's mouth just corresponds to a huge and incomparably dark door of the temple.

Here, batches of spirits are waiting in line.

There are many ghost girls and ghost soldiers with hideous faces guarding both sides of the hall.

The powerful ghost aura on them frightened these spirits, preventing them from acting recklessly, and could only enter the hall obediently.

And every time the gate is closed, it seems like a skeleton enjoying a delicious meal.

As the mouth chewed, batch after batch of spirits entered the hall and disappeared.

"Everyone stand in line for me!" In front of the main hall, a burly ghost general in black armor roared, spitting out will-o'-the-wisp fire, "An unruly guy is not qualified to meet the Lord God!"

The will-o'-the-wisp fell on the pitch-black ground, deliberately drawing a somewhat distorted straight line.

Quite a few spirits who lined up here couldn't dodge, their bodies were burned with black marks, and their faces showed extremely painful expressions.

Seeing this scene, the ghost twitched the corners of his mouth, looking like he was enjoying it.

Torturing reincarnated spirits is also a rare joy in its dull work.

It's a pity that these spirits will only be beaten passively and will not resist

It looked at the boundless spirit in front of it, and sighed.

Can we get some stronger spirits to fight against it?

"Master ugly ghost, what is that?"

Beside it, suddenly a ghost girl raised her twisted and twisted nails and pointed to the top of her head in surprise.

Ok?

The ghost lifted the heavy iron helmet and squinted to look upwards.

in its sight.

A small white boat that is incompatible with the surrounding painting style propped up a protective cover and swam in the Santu River.

At this moment, the little white boat was aiming at the main hall of Huangquan Kingdom, and came at a sudden speed.

In just a split second, the hull passed through the dark green light and continued to attack the front of the hall.

And just when it was about to come into contact with the hard ground, the little white boat disappeared in an instant.

Instead, three figures appeared in front of the hall.

这 是

Enemy attack?

In an instant, the ghost general felt a little excited and bumped his fist excitedly.

I'm coming!

My wish came true so quickly!

There is really a guy who dares to attack the palace of Huang Quanguo!

And judging by this aura, it seems to be a living person?

The ugly ghost grinned almost to the ears.

After all, according to the order of the Lord God, the living can be disposed of at will!

At this moment, Bai Mujun raised his head, looking thoughtfully at the hall with gloomy green light flashing in front of him.

It seems that this is the palace of Huangquan Kingdom where Izanami's life is located.

I just don't know if Izanami is at home now?

While thinking about it, around the three of them, a large group of ghosts and ghosts had already surrounded them.

The almost decayed body exuded a powerful ghostly aura, slowly condensing into a very oppressive death aura.

Instantly crushed some weak spirits.

The ghost girl Hongye took a few steps back subconsciously, and glanced timidly.

Aware of these people who surrounded her, even the most numerous and weakest ghost girl, the ghost power on her body was not inferior to her.

You know, even if her original strength is among the big monsters, she is by no means weak!

But in the underworld, it turned out to be just a gatekeeper

How strong should that Huang Quanjin god be?

"Hey, the living!" Suddenly, there was a sharp roar from behind the ghosts.

The ugly ghost came forward with a long knife, and the blade made a harsh sound when it rubbed against the ground, it said sharply.

"You guys, do you know where this is?"

"This is the main god's temple!"

"A mere living person, dare to disturb the peace of the Lord God?"

Bai Mujun looked at the ghost general with more than [-] points of mana coming towards him, and asked softly: "Your Excellency, it should be Izanami's subordinate?"

"I don't know if Izanami's life is in the temple or not?"

"You want to see the Lord God?" The ugly ghost looked at the living man who was not frightened by his warning, but smiled, a little playfully.

interesting.

Such survivors are rare.

"That's right, I'm a human from Weiyuan, and I want to talk to Izanami." Bai Mujun said seriously.

Hearing this, the big mouth on the ugly ghost's face opened even more. It covered its heavy armor and laughed loudly.

"Ha ha ha ha"

"Just because you, a bastard from Weiyuan, want to see the Lord God?"

"Weiyuan is just a part of our Huangquan territory!"

"Human beings in Weiyuan are nothing but our destined slaves in Huangquan!"

The ugly ghost looked down at Bai Mujun, with an increasingly arrogant expression on his face.

"You want to see the Lord God, don't you?"

"Uncle Ugly Ghost can give you a special chance!"

"Kill me—"

Its words were not finished.

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