I’ll Quit Being a God Chapter 135: The road to Huangquan is dangerous and Junyan is fishing!
The popularity is temporary.
Although Nippon Wu Zun and Luo Cuilian are undoubtedly the first echelon of Transcendents, under the pressure of the other world, their moves cannot sustain them for long.
Gradually, the sword light that cut through the darkness was no longer sharp. The pace of the yellow scarf warrior became slower and slower, and his body size was compressed smaller and smaller.
When the sword light was locked to the size of a pinhead, and the yellow scarf warrior became a sixteen to one miniature figure, Guan Junyan simply stopped moving forward with the help of the two of them, and put away the remaining sword light and figure.
It was at this time that the sound of gurgling water changed.
It’s no longer a bustle, there’s a rhythm.
One fast, one even, one slow, the interweaving makes the soul tremble, and also makes the instinctive resistance reach its peak.
The living inherently resist death, and Guan Junyan's own characteristics make this resistance grow exponentially.
Since entering the other world, he needs to fight himself and his own instincts before fighting the enemy.
There is only one possibility that can stimulate instinct to this extent, the most special part of Huangquan on the other side - Santu River.
The so-called three paths mean that the water flow in a river will have three different flow speeds, corresponding to the different behaviors of the living people during their lifetime.
This is the true dividing line between life and death. Before this, Huangquan was more like a buffer zone between the two worlds than Ryosaka. It is a pity that because of Izanagi's seal, it has now been completely reduced to the other world. part.
Following the direction of the sound of water, Guan Junyan stepped forward, just like Izanagi once did.
Soon, a dim and turbid river appeared in front of him.
Although the other world was occupied by darkness, some souls would emit a glimmer of light from time to time, which kept Guan Junyan from completely losing his vision and even allowed him to sigh leisurely.
"Yangquan, Huangquan, is indeed very yellow, but unfortunately the other Huangquan is not yellow at all - ah, I have such thoughts, no wonder Huangquan is turbid, it is strange that it can be clear, who is not an LSP?"
Amusing himself and smiling somewhat self-deprecatingly, Guan Junyan looked around.
Although there are three types of water flow, the river is not particularly wide, at least you can see the end at a glance.
There are beautiful red flowers on the other side of Huangquan, called Manzhu Shahua, also known as Bianhuahua. It is the only beautiful scenery on both sides of Huangquan.
Other than that, everything is a picture of hell.
There will always be wailing in the river, because the water of Santu River is not buoyant and contains poison that can corrode the soul. As long as the soul touches a little bit, it will never be able to escape from the Santu River and become a water ghost in the river, enduring the cold and biting torture forever.
The only way to cross the river safely is to find the ferryman on the Santu River and take a ferry that is protected by the Yellow Spring Kingdom and can pass on the Santu River.
Guan Junyan quickly found the ferry.
Because there is a wind lantern hanging on the eaves of the ferry, although the light is not bright and even less beautiful, it is quite different from other light sources above Huangquan, and anyone with a good eye can see it.
Guan Junyan waved casually, and not long after, the ferry came over.
The boatman's whole body was covered by a black robe, and his head was also covered with a bamboo hat. He couldn't see his true appearance or distinguish his gender.
The ferryman asked in a hoarse voice that could not tell the difference between men and women: "Take a boat?"
"Sit."
"Where to go?"
"Where else can I choose to go?" Guan Junyan was curious.
"The water of the Yellow Spring runs through the country of the Yellow Spring, and both sides of the Yellow Spring are within the ferry range." The ferryman replied proudly.
"If I go to the center of the Underworld, where is the beautiful place of the goddess Izan?" Guan Junyan asked with a half-smile.
"As long as you can afford the boat fare, you can go anywhere. This is the ferryman's duty, and the goddess has no right to interfere."
"Tsk, it seems that capitalism has begun to develop in this other world. Keep pace with the times - how to charge."
"The ferryman only collects souls. The souls of the guests are fresh and huge, and may really be able to support the goddess' kingdom."
"Maybe?" Guan Junyan's eyes flashed.
"None of the guests who passed by the ferry made such a request." The ferryman's words sounded extremely sincere.
"Well, there is always a first time for everything, so let me be the first."
"One more thing needs to be reminded. Guests must ensure that they have sufficient boat fare. If they cannot guarantee it, they will be thrown into **** by the ferryman on the way. Half of the water ghosts here are deceivers who want to get through. The other half are stupid people who are unwilling to linger on the river bank and forcefully forcibly cross the river."
"Thank you for reminding us that everyone must bear the price of their own choices."
"Then, guests are invited to board the ship." The ferryman said no more.
Guan Junyan stopped talking and walked onto the ferry.
The ferryman punted the boat and the ferry moved slowly.
The overall feeling is that it is not much different from taking a awning boat on the Suzhou River in my previous life. Of course, the scenery is much more beautiful in the latter.
The scrolls of **** and the scenery of the underworld cannot be appreciated in this world, let alone the struggle against inner rejection.
Guan Junyan stood still at the bow of the boat, his eyes slightly closed, like an old monk in meditation, letting the river flow and the ferry row. My body did not move, and my mind did not move.
Just like this, for an unknown amount of time, the speed of the ship slowly slowed down, and the ferryman spoke again: "Guest?"
"Are you there?"
"Arrived."
Guan Junyan opened his eyes, and what he saw was still a dim river, front, back, left and right, with no ferry and no human habitation - the color of the soul: "It seems that we have not reached the goddess' kingdom."
"But the guest's soul can only pay up to this point." The ferryman pulled the boat pole out of the underworld and said in an increasingly hellish tone, "Sa, choose, give your soul to me, or just be let go. I am thrown into the underworld and will never be reincarnated."
"Are you really going to do this?" Guan Junyan rubbed his temples, seeming to regret a little.
"Of course, this is the ferryman's rule!" the ferryman said firmly.
"Is it the ferryman's rules or the rules set by you?" Guan Junyan suddenly grinned.
The ferryman paused. Before he could take any further action, Guan Junyan had already grabbed his neck and sneered:
"You really think I can't tell who you are? Izanami's close maid ghost, you were the one who chased Izanaki back then, right? The one who was greedy and got into trouble?"
Izanami peeped at his wife "changing clothes", only to see her covered with maggots and ran away. Izanami could not chase her with the maggots, so she had to send the female ghost first.
As soon as he was about to catch up, he looked for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com. Izanagi suddenly thought out and threw the black vine circle on his head behind him. The vine circle immediately turned into a forest of wild grapes. . The female ghost is attracted to wild grapes, and Izanagi takes the opportunity to find a paradise.
Later the female ghost finished eating the wild grapes and chased after her again. This time Izanagi ordered him to take off the wooden comb inserted in his right ear, broke off the teeth of the comb and threw it behind him. Instantly, fresh bamboo shoots sprouted from behind him.
The female ghost was attracted by the fresh bamboo shoots again, and finally Izanami had no choice but to give birth to the Eight Thunder Gods and lead the demon army to chase and kill her personally.
"How do you know?"
The ferryman's voice changed, highlighting obvious female characteristics, and it was not unpleasant at all.
It may be because the strangulation is not strong enough, or it may be because the female ghost's vocalization is different from that of humans, and her speech is normal.
Guan Junyan didn't care and asked with a smile: "Because I'm a cheater and have no skills, how can I dare to go to **** alone? Your next sentence is - so what? You can do anything above hell. No."
"Then again——" The female ghost said two words, and she suddenly realized that she couldn't even finish the words, "You——you——"