"Forgetful River..."

Du Bai stood on the shore and looked into the river, his expression couldn't help but be a little solemn.

The reason why it is impossible to be sure is that this river is somewhat different from the Wangchuan River in the traditional impression.

What flows inside is not the legendary yellowish-brown and smelly river water, but the rolling magma!

The blood-red magma is like real flowing water, with no signs of solidification, and even rolling waves, sometimes slapped on the reefs on the shore, stirring up sparks of sparks, scattered in the soil but never extinguished for a long time.

Although he was stepping on the shore at this time, he was still a little far from the real "river water", he could still feel an amazing wave of heat coming towards him. Even his clothes were a little hot, as if he would really burn up and turn into ashes after taking a step forward.

What's even more terrifying is that looking into the distance, you can see that there are many strange black dots floating in this magma, sometimes rising and falling with the waves, but they have not completely sunk, and they look quite tenacious.

But after getting closer, Du Bai's pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly - these "people" were rolling and tormenting in the magma!

Those black dots are their heads. From a distance, hundreds of thousands of black dots are floating in the long "river", and this is just what I have seen in such a short time.

"So many ghosts...all of them were punished here after making mistakes during their lifetime?!"

All Du Bai could think of was this possibility.

And just as he was thinking, the ghosts who were wailing in the magma seemed to have discovered his existence on the shore, and cried and asked him to help rescue him.

"Save me... I haven't spent all the money I saved during my lifetime..."

"Save me first... I still have many things to worry about..."

"Save me!..."

The wailing sounds in the rivers came one after another, all with tears. The reason was miserable and moving, and everyone who heard them was empathetic.

I guess if someone who is a little weaker in heart may not be able to help but feel compassion and decide to take the risk of saving them.

But although this is the first time Du Bai has come to this underworld, he has seen many such "non-word" scenes. Don't forget that he is just a ghost king, and he can still be fooled by their tricks?

not to mention……

He looked down at the surroundings, pulled a weed and threw it on the river. In an instant, it turned into a ball of flame and then slowly sank into the bottom of the magma. It was indistinguishable.

But when we look at the ghosts, although they screamed more miserably, none of them really started to burn.

Of course, these are not illusions, but Du Bai felt that this place might have been subjected to some special formation restrictions, which would allow these ghosts to feel the terrifying pain of burning but not really burned to death. They could only endure torture in these seas of fire forever, waiting for a certain day of salvation that might come.

"So... how many good people who can be imprisoned on this river can be detained by such severe punishment?"

Du Bai sighed lightly, feeling that although these rules were cruel, they naturally had their own reasons, so he naturally had no intention of intervening in changing something.

On the contrary, the scene in front of me seemed familiar for some reason, as if I had seen it somewhere...

He thought about it carefully, and suddenly thought of the scene he saw when he first traveled through time. He couldn't help but be stunned, and then frowned and noticed something was wrong.

To be more precise, it was the scene when I just "get" this clone.

At that time, his scholar's body was asleep, and his consciousness had also traveled through such a sea of ​​fire. Then he came to the Nightmare Dragon King and "picked" the clone of the ghost king in vain.

"Is it a coincidence... or?"

He raised his head and looked into the distance. The depths of the underworld were as deep as the abyss and full of mystery and strangeness.

"Is there still a secret of the connection between me and this body hidden here?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little urgency.

Because this may be related to the secret of his time travel.

However, just as he was about to fly directly over this river, he suddenly felt his body sinking, as if a pair of big hands were forcibly pulling down!

If he hadn't reacted in time and quickly retreated back to the shore, he might have been dragged down the river and become a part of these ghosts!

Although he could force himself to return to the shore even if he really fell into the river with his strength, he could not help but feel a little scared.

"This thing actually has the restriction of the formation of the forbidden air, and it is impossible to fly over."

Instead of continuing to take risks, he changed his approach.

After walking along the river for a while and seeing many different ghosts, I finally saw a bridge across the banks on this river.

"Is this Naihe Bridge?"

Du Bai glanced at it and found that the appearance was not much different from the ordinary stone arch bridges in the mortal world. They were square, not outstanding or scary.

There is no weirdness, no evil, no evil, only pale paper lanterns stand on both sides of the bridge, with some words written on it, such as persuading people to forget about mortal things and not look back.

It looks like an old lady is so tempting.

But at first glance, I don’t know if it’s because no one is maintaining it. The surface of several lanterns has been damaged, and only the candles inside are still burning with a faint light for a long time, bringing some light to this dark space.

It can also be regarded as guiding the direction of those souls.

But nothing unexpected happens, Mengpo is not selling Mengpo soup here. It seems that I have no chance to taste this kind of delicious food that I only have to live once.

Unexpectedly, I simply passed this Naihe Bridge. When I arrived at the opposite land, I felt like I had arrived in another world in an instant. Not only did the temperature drop sharply, but the sounds of ghosts and wolves crying and howling seemed to gradually become more and more, which seemed a little "lively" than before.

For others, this kind of ghost cry may be a bit terrifying, but for him, he seems particularly friendly and familiar.

It's better than being so deserted just now that it seems that there is only one person with normal minds left in the world.

"By the way... can you ask them for advice and ask them how to go next."

However, just as he was thinking this way, a few ghosts who were "very good at seeing the eyes" happened to come from a distance, and looking at the direction, it was obviously coming towards him.
Chapter completed!