Ten o'clock in the underworld and the human world, on the Wangchuan River.

"Boom-"

With the sound of a thick drum piercing through the water mist covering the river surface, the "people" in the sky building on the bank of the river were crowded... A bright yellow first broke through the darkness and lit up on the distant horizon. The dense waves suddenly sparkle--

Then, the shadows in the distant bright yellow moved together with several oars, stirring the wave marks to suddenly expand and produce light, and the blurred bright yellow blinked and turned into a boat with many people rowing together; at the same time, one touch, two touches, three touches... Different colors|colors| also suddenly rose from the waterline, and in an instant they followed the Minghuang boat and turned into a group of visible figures or a group of tails that could not be shaken off!

Another closer drumbeat!The Ming-yellow boat that took the lead turned into a traditional dragon boat with clear wooden paddles and Kong Ming getting off the boat. Song Yangle was horrified to see that the "figures" paddling on it were paper figurines with distorted facial features instead of people. Hades will become a real|ghost with normal appearance in life!

Before he had time to ask, the second dark red boat that followed the bright yellow dragon boat came into view again, but it was an unmanned boat that didn't even have a paper figure, and the boat was rowed by itself!

The third boat seemed normal—the short-brown old man stood on the dark blue dragon boat with his hands behind his back, and suddenly floated through the water—and so on, there seemed to be something wrong...

However, before he could figure it out, the fourth, fifth, and sixth ships... also appeared in the blink of an eye, with many "humans" in parallel, controlled by prototype monsters, and black technology lost in the human world... …there are many different types of dragon boats. They all rise from the horizon at one glance, reach the present at the next glance, and then drift away and disappear behind the waterline at the other end—fortunately, there are different types of dragon boats. There are as many as sixteen kinds, so until the third sound of the distant drum sounded, Song Yangle still had the energy to watch the dragon boat at the end, which was helmed by a turtle monster, swinging away. ...

"—Ah! The Red Boat team hasn't chased the puppet master again this year, these ten thousand year olds!"

The dragon boat group went, just now the group of "people" watching the dragon boat race on the bank of the river, in the air, and upstairs held their breaths together and relaxed instantly, and various discussions arose:

"That's right! Be the second child every year! I think they will have to wait until this generation of puppet masters reincarnate before they can turn around..."

"Then who knows? What if the next puppet master is also good?"

"That's true……"

"Hey! Wait!" A "person" on the shore retorted: "This is not the end, and we haven't reached the Palace of Wangchuan yet, how can we start talking about winning or losing?!"

"Hi! You're new here, don't you know? Although it's not the end, we're not far from the end here, unless there is an accident..."

"Then what if there is an accident?! Anyway, I don't listen to your clichés, I'll go to the finish line to see!"

"Hey, you're still not convinced, are you?! Then let's make a bet, just bet on red and yellow, how about going to Wangchuan Palace together as a companion?!"

"Just bet! Come on!"

"..."

The betting contract downstairs was completed very quickly, because the dragon boat was afraid that the speed would be too fast to keep up, and the two old and new ghosts who were betting quickly turned into two streamers of light and flashed away; the other ghosts who heard the voice were also moved, The air building on the shore was quite empty in an instant; and people|gods...

"How about it?" Chongming, who was also aroused, looked away from downstairs, stroked his hair, and eagerly looked at Ying Long and Song Yangle: "Are you going together?"

The human Song Yangle who crushed the zongzi in the excitement just now turned his head silently and met the lazy Ying Longshen.

Ding Dian didn't want to move and didn't even want to go to the Temple of Forgotten River to face his huge prototype stone statue. The lazy dragon god looked at the dark eyes of the human child: "..."

One third of a second.

Taking out a few tissues from the public paper box, Boss Ying showed a helpless expression in his dark eyes:

"it is good."

……

Five minutes later, in the realm of Hades, Wangchuan Neihedongji Wangchuan Hall.

"Wow……!"

In the open and borderless square in front of the grand and quaint hall, Song Yangle is carrying a backpack, facing the side of the square facing the water, looking up at the sky above the square. In the dark clouds and the glow of Kong Ming, the faucet is vividly facing the water. The gigantic stone dragon with its beard fluttering and its length stretching to the back of Wangchuan Palace with an invisible bottom opened its mouth wide.

"I remember you saw my statue in Hexu," Boss Ying, standing next to him and ignoring the admiration and excitement of the crowd around him, threw the paper towel that he had just wiped the children's hands to Chongming, ignoring him, "Hey, hello, me Is it a trash can tool guy!" complained, and looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "Why is he still a little fool who has never seen the world."

"That's different!" The human child looked at him with bright black eyes, plausibly saying: "The dragon form is so powerful! It's much more shocking than the human form! Although I like your human form! But I like your dragon form even more. !"

"...!" Ying Long, who was caught off guard by the child's confession in human language, lowered his head to face the other party's clear eyes, which were clearly in the darkness of the underworld, but shining brightly...In an instant...

"—Boom!"

A sudden sound of a drum breaks through the darkness, attracting a crowd of scattered "people" to gather and make noise, the ups and downs of the human world suddenly return to the ear, the way of heaven flutters in the distance, the distant ship number is faint, the sound of water is close, and the hell is sad and happy... Sorrow and joy of all beings It poured back into the "heart"... but I couldn't find the previous moment that seemed to be falling apart and everything was empty.

He looked at the backs of the human beings who turned around along the crowd as if they didn't know anything, and heard a voice that was far away from life and death in this world but very close to him, saying: "...Ying...Long...you are tempted... ..."

I know.he answered.

...you...know...who he...is.said the voice again.

--Know.

...he...sooner or later...human...

--Know.

...you...are not afraid...he...will die...

--I am here.

The god raised his hands, and the back of a human being was reflected in his dark eyes. He said calmly to the voice that towered over all things in the world: I am here, and I will protect him; if he is dead, I will go to the underworld to find him He; he was reincarnated and dissipated, and I fell into a deep sleep.

——Sleeping until this world disappears and perishes with this place.

"..." Seemed to be far away, the voice fell silent, like a sigh, and seemed to have said nothing... retreated...

"..." Ying Long, who noticed that the voice had left, raised his eyes expressionlessly, and looked sideways at the place where thousands of luminous lights surged in the far north of Wangchuan. The expression|color|color|cold deep eyes on the sitting seat met, lips parted: "..."

"—"

Under Shen Yun Kongming, Song Yang Le, who was watching the red boat arrive in the crowd, raised his head suddenly; the next moment, all beings who were happy, angry, sad, and happy for victory, loss, success, and defeat... The gods either consciously or subconsciously stopped all the actions they were doing, and raised their heads in unison, and saw the dragon statue that had been standing still between the clouds and lights raised its huge dragon head, the dragon's whiskers were fluttering, and the mist rolled up and the clouds sank. , opened the dragon's mouth, and let out a sound of humming that cannot be described or imitated by people and things in this world... The first time it hits the ears, the soul trembles!

——God is to all living beings, it is called respecting God; the manifestation of God is my believer.

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