Chapter 377

Gollum!
"who are you?"

"Gu Qing."

Gululu, another bowl of Mengpo soup was poured down.

"who are you?"

"Gu Qing."

Gollum!
A blue-faced and long-toothed ghost envoy scooped an unknown number of bowls of water from the bucket beside him. Seeing that the clear soup in the bucket was about to bottom out, this person was still the same as before, nothing had changed.

He couldn't help but look sad.

Gu Qing finally changed, hiccupped, and asked softly, "Is there anything else?"

The ghost emissary faltered and said harshly, "Just wait."

Gu Qing calmly watched the ghost emissary go away, but he didn't move away, because he was now on a sandbar, surrounded by a muddy river, and there was a majestic power of life and death in the river. He is a Daoist Yuanshen who has survived three catastrophes. Even if he falls into this river, his Yuanshen is likely to be melted and sink into it.

Gu Qing is not very afraid of the river, and even feels a little kind.

And in the river, there are many lonely ghosts ups and downs, wanting to go ashore to swallow Gu Qing alive, but they are restrained by the river.

When the ghost envoy left the sandbar, he threw a chain of ecstasy, which stretched into the invisible mist, and a force of its own took him away.

The sandbar that Gu Qing is on has a restriction of the level of a fairy, and it is not something he can break through now.

He has probably spent half a day here.

There was a heavy force restraining him in the sandbar, so Gu Qing had to drink the Mengpo soup given by the ghost. Gu Qing was a little reluctant at first, but later on he wished that the ghost would bring more.

This Mengpo soup has the effect of melting memory, and to Gu Qing, it is a supreme treasure.

There are too many past and past in his soul, not only his own experience, but also other people's, all kinds of complicated memories, usually hidden deep in his soul, but it will burst out at any time, and the clear Yuan Apotheosis into turbidity.

The power of Meng Po Tang is like a big wave washing the sand, washing away Gu Qing's past.

It also made Gu Qing's primordial spirit become more clear and clear.

I have a clearer awareness of the sandbars that bind me.

But even if he can escape from the sandbar now, he doesn't know where to go.Gu Qing knew very well that he had already reached the Netherworld, the source of all the underworlds. This Yellow Spring of Life and Death, which connects the heavens and myriad worlds, is everywhere. But if you don't pay attention, you will be swept away to unknown places by the power of Huangquan. If you want to return to Qingyang Great Realm safely, the hope is really slim.

While Gu Qing was thinking, a small boat came and there were three people on it.

One is the ferryman.

Gu Qing has seen some records in Wanxiang Sect. It is rumored that there is a ferryman in the Underworld, who is responsible for extraditing foreign visitors and salvaging some valuable souls.

There are two people left, one of them is the previous ghost messenger, and the other is an old woman.

The old woman went up to the sandbar with the ghost, glanced at the bucket, dipped a drop of water in it, put it in her mouth, then glanced at the ghost, and said, "The soup I made is fine."

The ghost envoy said bitterly: "There is an explanation from above that he will erase his past memories, mother-in-law, you have to help me."

The old lady walked around Gu Qing, and said in a gloomy way: "There is something wrong with this person. By the way, who asked you to do this job?"

The ghost emissary faltered and I dared not return.

The old lady said to Gu Qing gloomyly: "Do you know?"

Gu Qing could see that the old lady didn't speak in this tone on purpose, but just spoke like this.

He said honestly, "I don't know either."

Gu Qing really didn't know, but he could guess that the one who had the power to take him away from Yun Qingqing's eyelids in the Netherworld had to be at least the god of the underworld with a bull's head and a horse face, black and white impermanence and above.

The old woman sneered, "It must be bull-headed horse-faced or black and white impermanence, the judges and the others don't have such leisure."

She said to the ghost again: "I took the person away."

The ghost emissary hurriedly said: "You old man, you can't do this. I'm here to ask you for help. If you take him away, how can I explain to my superiors?"

The old woman stooped and knocked on the ghost's forehead and said: "When they want to find someone, they say that the person was thrown into the river."

The ghost emissary smiled wryly and said, "The higher-ups have told me to send him to be reincarnated."

The old woman was kicked into the river by the ghost emissary, and muttered, "You talk a lot."

She waved her hand, and the restraints around Gu Qing disappeared. She glanced at Gu Qing and said, "Boy, let's get on the boat."

Gu Qing got on the boat, the boatman rowed without oars, his sleeves were empty, the boat sailed smoothly on the boundless Huangquan, occasionally there was a big wave, the boat easily passed through.

From time to time, mist rises on the Yellow Spring, and the scenery is the same. When I go ashore soon, the land on the shore is wet, and I can see countless ghosts wandering in the wilderness.

Gu Qing looked back, and the Nether Ferryman had disappeared.

There is only a crooked old woman around.

"Where will mother-in-law take me?" Gu Qing asked.

Among the big figures in the Netherworld, Po Meng is the most mysterious, and has existed since the world was opened.

However, it has always been rumored that Granny Meng doesn't like to fight, and she hardly cares about things outside of her duties. Moreover, she has a special status in the Netherworld, and no one has always provoked her.

Some people also speculate that Po Meng is the incarnation of a certain Taiyi Jinxian series.

Of course, these rumors have never been based on fact.

The old woman said: "You will know when you go. Don't run around, these ghosts were all sinful people in their lifetime, and they were very evil. If you don't have my protection, you will be devoured by thousands of ghosts. At that time, there will be something missing in your body. What, it's too late to regret."

Gu Qing was not very afraid of these ghosts in his heart, and calmly said: "Junior remember."

The old woman said again: "Most things in the nether world do not practice the righteous way of the primordial spirit, and they have no clues. But their strength is no worse than those of you monks of the primordial spirit and immortal way. It is because they are stupid and ignorant that they act recklessly. Sometimes There will be a ghost sage who escaped from the eighteenth floor of hell, Yan Jun will have a headache when he sees it, if you take it lightly, the kung fu of this day and night formula may be in vain."

Gu Qing's expression changed, and he asked: "Mother-in-law also knows the day and night formula?"

The old woman said: "You are the descendant of Lu, I know him."

Gu Qing thought, it seems that Xu Zhenjun responded very quickly and found a way in such a short time.

The world of cultivation also talks about relationships. If the Daoist Primordial Spirit or even the True Lord of the Heavenly Immortals falls into the Netherworld, they will probably be called "unresponsible" every day, and "the earth will not work".

If there is a relationship, it can be fished out quickly.

Gu Qing smiled and said: "Exactly."

"Well, that's good. He still owes me a period of karma, so you can pay it back." The old woman said.

Gu Qing's smile froze.

(End of this chapter)

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