I am a living immortal.

Su Mu originally thought that even if they waited until dusk, there would only be the two of them, but the reality was beyond his and Shenlong's expectations. In the hour before dusk, many people came one after another.

These people behave very strangely.

Most of them covered their bodies with cloaks and clothes. Among them were people, monsters, and even a demon. It was very lively. The arrival of this mess made Su Mu and Mirage Dragon seem a little out of place.

The two looked at each other. They had actually anticipated this situation. After all, the Youxu Ghost Market had been shut down in Aijiang for who knows how long. Maybe Aijiang was not even called Aijiang when it was shut down. Even if it was not an innate god, there was a chance that it would be discovered, and this possibility was not small. Now it seemed to be true.

Many eyes fell on Su Mu and Shenlong, but did not cause any ripples.

There was no expression on their faces, but to anyone who looked at them, they were just two humans...

After waiting for a while, when the sun set, a thin mist began to form on the surface of the river. The mist was still very light, and in just a short while, a few more people came.

Like the people who came before them, they all covered their faces and gathered in groups of three or five, whispering and discussing Su Mu and Shenlong.

Mirage Dragon didn't care, and Su Mu cared even less. He was observing the mist on the river. This mist appeared out of nowhere and spread outward from the center of the river. Originally, the opposite bank could be vaguely seen from this side of the river, but now it was completely blocked by the mist.

As the sun set, fog began to spread over the abandoned pier and arrived at everyone's feet.

The river is shrouded in fog.

"You are really brave. You entered the ghost market without hiding your faces..." At this moment, a man wearing a conical hat, a red-patterned straw raincoat and a black turban came to the two of them and said.

Su Mu lowered her gaze from the river to the man: "Knife in left hand, pen in right hand, the Third Yamen?"

It was quite surprising that Su Mu revealed his identity. He originally thought that the two of them were just rookies, but now it seems that is not the case.

Mirage Dragon could sense the puzzled look in the eyes of this strange man when he looked at the two of them, so he looked at Su Mu and asked, "Do you know him?"

"Not really acquaintance, I've met him before, but that was many years ago. I didn't expect this organization to still exist. I thought..."

The unbridled conversation between the two caused veins to bulge on the forehead of the man in the bamboo hat who came to remind him, and he could clearly feel the instability of his breath for a moment.

"Sir... since you know the Third Yamen, you must know who we belong to! This is in the territory of Dayu!" said the man in the bamboo hat viciously.

"Oh, you haven't changed at all, you are still so... um... blindly loyal." Su Mu thought for a long time and finally found a suitable adjective.

It was true that among all the official organizations he had encountered, Dayu's was the most loyal and inflexible. They believed whatever the person in power said was the truth, no matter whether it was good or bad. They regarded the orders of the person in power as supreme and could not be disobeyed. But perhaps the person in power should like such a knife.

The man in the bamboo hat waited for a long time but did not see Su Mu's frightened expression. Instead, he was called foolishly loyal, which made him a little confused.

Before he could say anything, Su Mu interrupted him: "Okay, the boat is here to pick us up."

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint orchid-colored flame floated from the river surface in the thick fog. As for why, Su Mu knew it was because the fog could not block him at all, and he could see it clearly.

It was a bronze boat engraved with strange patterns, with a soul-guiding lamp hanging in the front. It looked just like what was described in the story books: the ferry that traveled back and forth between the Yin and Yang worlds, except there was no ferryman.

Su Mu didn't know, but someone else did. He asked the mirage dragon next to the sound: "Is that ship real?"

Hearing Su Mu's answer, Shenlong shook his head: "How is that possible? The real thing is parked at the Netherworld Ferry. The ferryman has long disappeared. How can he possibly drive that thing?"

"Okay, too."

The man in the bamboo hat was confused and had trouble understanding what the two men were saying. He didn't know whether it was real or fake. These two men were acting too weird.

As he was thinking this, the bronze ship had already docked and hit the abandoned dock with a slight "bang".

Seeing that the boat to pick people up had arrived, the demons and monsters who were chatting were ready to step onto the bronze boat. However, they did not get on the boat directly. Instead, they walked to the front of the boat and threw a black ghost money in their hands. The ghost money made a crisp sound when it fell on the bronze boat, and then disappeared on the boat and turned into a faint orchid light and sank into the soul-guiding lamp. The demon who threw the coin had disappeared at the ferry and appeared on the bronze boat.

“An interesting way to ferry people.”

"Guess if he recognizes the fake coin I made?" Su Mu asked Xiang Shenlong.

"We'll know if we give it a try." With that, the two of them walked towards the bronze boat.

The man with the copper basin was left standing there in terror. Even with his face covered, one could still sense his fear and a hint of panic. His ears were broken. Did they just say counterfeit money?

"This is the ship that leads to the Ghost Market in the Underworld. It's counterfeit currency, and we're on the same ship with them..."

He was stunned for two seconds and wanted to step forward to stop them, but he was a step too late. The two men had already thrown the identical paper money into the bronze boat. However, what he imagined did not happen, and the two men entered the bronze boat smoothly.

"Are you kidding me... or are they kidding me?"

The cloaked man breathed a sigh of relief and followed, with an idiot look on his face. He believed whatever others said. He was really unique.

In fact, this person didn't know that the way Su Mu and Shenlong entered the Bronze Ship was a little different from that of others. The counterfeit coins they threw in were not discovered, but when the Bronze Ship wanted to pull the two people on board, it failed. The two people teleported onto the ship by themselves.

They look similar, but they are actually very different.

This bronze ship looks like a small boat, and the space inside is quite large.

After stopping at the dilapidated dock for a while, it headed towards the fog. The way it moved was very strange. The souls that had long since died rushed to push the bronze boat forward. The fog was very quiet, and there was no other sound except the sound of flowing water.

They didn't know how long they had been sailing in the fog. Logically speaking, the Ai River couldn't be so wide, but most people on the boat knew that they might no longer be on the Ai River. Just a while ago, they had crossed the boundary between Yin and Yang and were sailing between Yin and Yang.