Wanted in another world

Zhao Siye was also chained to the wall, but his situation was obviously different from the others. His whole body was stuck to the wall in a big shape, and his raised head was hung by a rope.

"Which one, let me take a look." Dawei took a closer look, but he didn't seem to have any impression. He advanced the candlelight further, and finally slapped his thigh suddenly, "Oh, it's him, this person is not here with us." A great man, a hereditary family of tomb robbers, now successfully transformed, with a family fortune of over [-] million."

Dawei talked endlessly about the legendary life of Zhao Siye's family, and Jin Ruchen listened to each sentence without a word.

All he could see was his neck, which was neatly arranged with four nails. Jin Ruchen found that this position was exactly the same as the wound on Zhao Siye's neck.

Jin Ruchen remembered Zhao Siye saying that he had seen so many famous doctors and hospitals for the wound on his neck, but the final result was that he was fine.But the wound has not healed, so the problem is here.

"Xiaochen, do you know this person?" Dawei didn't see Jin Ruchen speak to him after talking for a long time, he looked at Fourth Master Zhao curiously, could this be his relative of Xiaochen?

Dawei has already regarded Jin Ruchen as his own son, if this person is a relative of his son, then he is also his relative.

However, this person is not responsible for himself. Judging from this posture, it seems that the situation is not optimistic.

"I know, so it's a friend." Jin Ruchen didn't know how to introduce his relationship with Zhao Siye, after all, it was a shared adversity, so let's call it a friend.Pointing to the nail on Mr. Zhao's body, he asked, "Why is there a nail on his neck? I've seen him in real life, and he has the same wound in the same place. Is it because of this nail?"

"Although I am not in charge of this person, I have heard about this nail." Dawei recalled carefully, and said: "His situation is different from others. The nail on his neck is inherited from his ancestors. That's it. Later, every successor of the Zhao family will have four iron nails on his neck. You said that the man had a wound on his neck. I guess it's because of this. After all, the tomb robbery of their family is detrimental to Yin and Fu. .”

Fourth Master Zhao didn't tell Jin Ruchen that their family had a strange disease inherited from their ancestors. When everyone reached adulthood, four bleeding wounds would appear on their necks.

At first, it was just a red, swollen bump like an allergy, and then it slowly rotted away. The pain was especially unbearable on July [-]th, and there was no cure for it.

Jin Ruchen thought for a while and asked, "Dawei's father, can you remove the nails from his body? I will definitely persuade him to change his ways when I go back."

Jin Ruchen felt that Zhao Siye was not full of evil. Although he was a shrewd businessman, he did do a lot of good deeds.

As for the tomb robbery, he believed that after this thrilling encounter, he would never dare to approach the cemetery again in his life.

In fact, the most important point, Jin Ruchen admitted that he was curious, he wanted to try to see if the wound on Zhao Siye's neck would heal miraculously after taking this nail.

Through this one-day trip to the underworld, he believed in the causal cycle of the world anyway, and the debts you owe will always be paid back in another place.

"That's okay. I don't have the ability to change his life-and-death contract. It's okay to take a nail." Dawei said with a smile. Originally, they didn't knock on this nail on purpose, and it doesn't hurt to take it off.

Jin Ruchen left the gloomy Netherworld, Dawei took him back to say goodbye to his mother for the last time, it was time for him to leave.

After all, this place is the underworld, and the yin is too heavy, even if no one finds the living, they can't stay for long.

"Mom, take care." Jin Ruchen wanted to say a lot, but there were only a few simple words left on his lips.

Mother Jin couldn't help crying, but immediately wiped away her tears and showed a bright smile, "Xiaochen, live well, mother is proud of you."

Jin Ruchen hugged his mother tightly, he knew he shouldn't be greedy, he was able to see his mother again, and hearing her say that he was proud of himself, his first half of his life was already complete.

When Jin Ruchen left, Mother Jin stood at the door until his figure disappeared, she was still reluctant to go back.

Dawei took Jin Ruchen to the bank of the Wangchuan River. The Wangchuan River was no longer what he saw when he first arrived. The river was very dark, and there was something tumbling in the water, but it didn't look like a fish.

"Xiaochen, go back quickly, I will take care of your mother." Dawei handed a wooden sign to Jin Ruchen, and said: "This is the pass order for ghost messengers to cross the river of forgetfulness. When someone comes over, you can just show him this, remember, don’t open your mouth.”

The Wangchuan River that Jin Ruchen saw when he came here was clear and transparent. It was the way for the soul to go to the underworld, and the ghost messenger went to the underworld to catch people, and walked to show the river in front of him.

Both rivers belong to Wangchuan, but the two ends of the river are yin and yang, and the river water is completely different.

After a while, a small boat gradually approached, and the boatman struggled to push the boat, but fortunately, the river did not roll into waves.

"Thank you." Before turning around to board the boat, Jin Ruchen leaned into Dawei's ear and said, "Daddy, goodbye."

The boatman was an old man over half a century old. He looked very much like an ancient boatman, wearing an almost faded blue cloth gown, half of his long gray hair was tied on top of his head, and the other half was casually scattered.

There was no expression on the boatman's face, and his eyes were extremely empty, as if he had been numb from the long-term boring torture.

The bamboo pole in his hand repeated the same movement mechanically, and the gray beard fluttered with the breeze, and the fluttering range became larger and larger.

At this time, Jin Ruchen realized that the wind seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and the lake surface gradually turned into waves from the initial circles.

A rancid smell came oncoming, Jin Ruchen frowned and adjusted the mask, trying to block the stench with this small piece of cloth.

The boatman raised his head suddenly, and Jin Ruchen bumped into his empty eyes unpreparedly, and the two of them stared at each other for a few seconds.

Jin Ruchen turned to face the other side of the lake as if nothing had happened, but his heart was like a turbulent sea. What kind of strange eyes are these?

When the boatman raised his head, Jin Ruchen could see clearly, his eyes were different in size, shape and color.

The left eye was as scarlet as blood, but the right eye was like a split blueberry, with blue filaments scattered irregularly around the pupil.

The shape of the two eyes is very strange, and Jin Ruchen can't tell the reason, only that the left eye is bigger than the right eye.

The boatman grinned suddenly, his voice was very hoarse, like the friction of glass and porcelain, it sounded very uncomfortable.

There was cold sweat on Jin Ruchen's forehead. He lowered the hat on his head, and the side face facing the boatman was almost completely covered by the hat.

Suddenly a gust of wind whizzed by, the hull shook violently, and Jin Ruchen fell straight into the water out of inertia.

A second before Jin Ruchen fell into the lake, one foot hooked the edge of the boat, and his face was less than an inch away from the lake.

The boat was still swaying, but the lake water had already calmed down. Jin Ruchen kicked the boat vigorously with one foot, turned over and returned to the boat.

Jin Ruchen landed safely on the boat but retreated again and again. The boatman supported his unstable body, Jin Ruchen subconsciously said: "Sorry."

Jin Ruchen regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. Dawei specifically asked him not to speak before he left, but it was too late now, because he saw the boatman's happy smile expanding.

The boatman's withered hands tightly grasped Jin Ruchen's arm, but Jin Ruchen tried secretly but found that he could not break free at all.The boatman was definitely not a ghost, but he looked even less human.

"Young man, did you see something in the water just now?" The boatman approached Jin Ruchen, with an unpleasant smell on his body, he held Jin Ruchen's arm firmly as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

Jin Ruchen's face turned pale, the gust of wind and waves just now, including the sudden shaking of the boat was really the fault of the boatman.

The boatman was indeed trying to test Jin Ruchen, no matter how much Jin Ruchen pretended to be a ghost, the breath of life in Yangjian couldn't be covered up.

There was a black undercurrent surging in the black water lake, and when Jin Ruchen got off the boat just now, he could see clearly that faces were exposed in the water, and they scrambled to open their mouths wide, revealing their bright fangs.

Behind the faces was a long black mist like a squirrel's tail.

If Jin Ruchen fell into the water just now, or came here for a while at night, he should have been reduced to the food of these faces.

Seeing that Jin Ruchen didn't speak, the boatman didn't care. He looked at the Heishui River and said, "The river of forgetfulness has both yin and yang ends. There are no fish or shrimps in the clean water, but there are thousands of flowers on the other side. The souls of the reborn are ferried to Huangquan Road. From then on, enter the gate of the underworld. And in this black water, there are thousands of evil spirits, they have existed for tens of thousands of years, and they have been hungry for long enough."

The boatman described the horror of these evil spirits in the most gloomy tone. In ancient times, the underworld was first formed. At that time, many human beings did a lot of evil. After they died, they also turned into ghosts and continued to cause disasters in the underworld.

Pluto finally decided to divide the water of Wangchuan into two, and half of it was used to punish these evil spirits, so that they could live forever without reincarnation and suffer in the black water of Wangchuan forever.

The old man said: "Actually, at the beginning, the water of the River of Forgetfulness was not black, but more and more evil spirits were exiled in it, and their evil aura was too strong, forcibly dyeing the river black."

Jin Ruchen still didn't speak, the old boatman laughed while talking, "God finally opened his eyes, I have been ferrying here for 600 years, 600 years!"

Jin Ruchen was shocked. This old man was indeed not a living person, but he didn't look much different from a human being.

The boatman's withered hand was still tightly grasping his arm. Although Jin Ruchen couldn't feel the warmth of his hand, the sound of the old man's breathing and the sound of his excited heartbeat indicated that he was also out of place with the underworld.

"Who the hell are you?" Jin Ruchen took out the sergeant's knife from his waist with the other hand, and slashed fiercely at the boatman's wrist, and the boatman let go of his hand in pain.

A long gash was cut in the boatman's arm, but no blood flowed out of it, but seeing the boatman's painful appearance, Jin Ruchen confirmed his guess even more.

"You don't need to know who I am. If you don't want to be divided and devoured by these evil spirits, just obey me." The boatman smiled sinisterly, and the color of his two strange eyes became more vivid.

He has been ferrying in the Wangchuan River for a full 600 years, repeating the same thing for a hundred years, and his body has experienced various pains of birth, old age, sickness and death.

Now, a living person finally appeared, he can finally get rid of this bamboo pole, and leave this hateful Wangchuan River.

"You are neither a human nor a ghost, but you have human characteristics and the longevity of a ghost at the same time. You should be a cultivator." Seeing that the boatman's face changed, Jin Ruchen said firmly: "People who cultivate immortals live longer than ordinary people. , if you are lucky enough to ascend, you will be able to live forever, but you are ferrying in this dark hell, in the dark Wangchuan River."

Jin Ruchen roughly understood from the Sanskrit texts that the ferrymen in the Wangchuan River travel between Yin and Yang. They are neither humans nor ghosts, but they have to endure the pain that humans and ghosts have to endure.

Everything has reincarnation. The boatman in front of Jin Ruchen is a cultivator who has committed a serious crime. As punishment, he was demoted to the end, and he will ferry the souls of the dead to atone for his sins forever.

"Shut up, shut up!" The boatman's body suddenly changed daily, the boat swayed, and he stared ferociously, as if he was about to pounce on Jin Ruchen and tear Jin Ruchen into pieces in the next second.

The boatman became furious, Jin Ruchen smiled sarcastically, he took off his mask and hat and threw them aside.

"You want me to be your substitute, ferrying the undead here instead of you, so that you can get away at ease, and even take revenge." Jin Ruchen is very clear about the boatman's intentions. Only when the bamboo pole in their hands is handed over to another person will they be truly liberated.

The boatman didn't expect Jin Ruchen to see through his intention so easily, he rushed over angrily, "Since you know everything, then go to the river to accompany these evil spirits, hahaha."

The boatman let out a piercing laugh, and Jin Ruchen nimbly dodged the boatman's attack. He stabbed the boatman's chest with the sergeant's knife in his hand, but the other party became even more crazy because of the pain.

At this moment, the boat shook even more violently, Jin Ruchen couldn't kill the monster at all, the boatman suddenly stuck out his long tongue, and strangled him tightly around his neck.

With a strong wet tongue, Jin Ruchen flew up and hit the flagpole on the boat, a smear of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Depend on!Jin Ruchen couldn't help but swear, this old man hasn't brushed his teeth in 600 years, his tongue almost made him sick.

The boatman didn't give up, he rolled Jin Ruchen to his side again, as if he wanted to swallow him in one gulp.

Jin Ruchen immediately cut off the boatman's tongue with a sergeant's knife, and a foul-smelling liquid burst out, spraying Jin Ruchen all over.

The boatman let out a shrill cry, and with the trick of letting go of his tongue, Jin Ruchen was thrown into the water with a huge force.

Jin Ruchen just fell into the water, before he lost consciousness, he saw countless people swimming towards him with their mouths open.

Jin Ruchen's shoulder was the first to be bitten fiercely by an evil spirit, and the blood immediately stained the surrounding water red, and other evil spirits, smelling the sweet blood, rushed to swim over.

Jin Ruchen fainted from exhaustion, he seemed to be held in someone's arms in the haze, and he whispered softly: "Luo Yuan, I'm in so much pain."