Talk about the world of mortals in detail

The wind gradually calmed down, so Hui Mian hid the white paper and ran to Yi Shuyuan's shoulder.

"Sir, you have a new fan. Can you give me the previous one?"

Yi Shuyuan, who was playing with the folding fan in his hand, looked at Hui Mian.

"The one before? Oh, yes."

Yi Shuyuan took out the fan he had bought from the vendor before and handed it to Hui Mian, who grabbed the fan and burst into joy.

Not to mention, Hui Mian's claws are very flexible, and he can actually open a fan and imitate Yi Shuyuan's way of fanning, but he only needs two claws.

"Let's go home."

Yi Shuyuan put away the folding fan, packed the study utensils on the stone, and headed to Xihe Village with Hui Mian, who was brandishing a fan.

——

The autumnal equinox has not yet arrived, and farmers in Yuanjiang County have begun harvesting rice.

Yi Shuyuan went back to the Yi family's yard first.

The courtyard door was locked and there seemed to be no one at home, so Yi Shuyuan knew that he must be in the fields.

Most of the fields today are golden, and the wheat waves are like tides, rising and falling in the wind.

The rice in Xihe Village is growing well this year, but the rice in Yijia's area is growing particularly well. It's just a little taller than other places.

Yi Shuyuan walked along the field ridge to the Yi family's farmland.

Yi Baokang and his wife, Yi Yong'an and his wife, were all immersed in the fields harvesting rice. Abao was running around on the edge of the fields, and then he spotted Yi Shuyuan walking from the field ridge.

"Uncle, uncle is here -"

Abao screamed happily, rushed over with bare feet, and threw himself on Yi Shuyuan's lap.

"Uncle, uncle! Where is the little mink?"

Abao glanced at Yi Shuyuan's shoulder, but didn't see Hui Mian, and then immediately ran behind Yi Shuyuan without noticing him.

Hui Mian was originally clinging to the clothes behind Yi Shuyuan, but as Abao turned around, he quickly ran to the front, and the two guys started playing hide-and-seek.

"Brother!" "Uncle is here?"

Yi Baokang and others also straightened up and saw Yi Shuyuan playing with Abao there.

"Yeah, come over and help the family harvest rice!"

Yi Shuyuan smiled as he spoke, and Hui Mian jumped out of his chest at this moment.

"Little Marten, don't run away——"

Abao yelled and hurriedly chased after him.

Yi Shuyuan stopped talking nonsense. Amidst the greetings of the Yi family, he took off his shoes, rolled up his trouser legs and sleeves, and walked to the fields.

When you come to cut rice, you must have a spare sickle.

As expected, this year has been a good year.

——

Not long after the rice harvest is finished, it is the autumnal equinox.

That night, Yi Shuyuan quietly got up from the bed and turned into a breeze blowing towards Kuonan Mountain.

When he went to the mountains, there were only Yi Shuyuan and Hui Mian, but when a gust of wind took Yi Shuyuan and appeared at the Town God's Temple in Yuanjiang County, Huang Hongchuan and Song Weng were beside him.

Huang Hongchuan may be more curious, but in Lao Song's eyes, this is like a child trying to overcome the tribulation, and now is the last step to overcome the tribulation.

No one wants to miss it.

It was already late at night, and there were no pedestrians on the street.

Yi Shuyuan glanced around in front of the temple and discovered something. Thinking back to the night patrol method, he used his magic power and stamped his feet.

The boundary between yin and yang appeared in front of the three people.

At the gate of hell, the Yin soldiers guarding the gate suddenly saw three outsiders appearing. They wanted to yell loudly, but they suddenly saw something clearly.

In addition to Yi Shuyuan, Huang Hongchuan next to him also showed a faint divine light at the boundary between yin and yang.

"It's Mr. Yi. Is that the God of Kuonan Mountain over there?" "Go and report to Lord City God!"

When Yi Shuyuan and others arrived outside the Yin Temple under the leadership of a Yin servant, the city god of Yuanjiang County and several Yin gods happened to greet them.

"Mr. Yi, Mr. Huang, this must be Mr. Song. If you are not welcome from afar, please come in quickly!"

"Lord City God, you're welcome!" "I've met Lord City God!"

"please!"

A group of people were invited into the main hall. It was not a hall where ghosts were interrogated to reward good and punish evil, but the kind of hall that Yi Shuyuan had when he first came. It was more like a projection of the City God's Temple in the underworld.

Almost all the masters of the Yin Division put down their work and got together. After all, this is a strange thing in the Yin Division of Yuanjiang County, and it is unlikely to happen again in the future.

Seeing so many ghosts and gods from the underworld, Hui Mian was so nervous that he didn't dare to say a word, so he just huddled on Yi Shuyuan and pretended to be an animal.

The other ghosts and gods just pretended not to see the little marten, they didn't care about it.

After everyone sat down, they asked Chang Qing questions.

"Mr. Yi, what happened to the rocks?"

Yi Shuyuan took out the mountain stone directly from his sleeve, threw it and suspended it in the center of the hall.

When they saw the ink marks on the rocks that looked like living creatures, all the ghosts and gods were amazed. Many people stood up and walked closer to take a closer look.

"It's really rare that it actually happened, eh."

Judge Wu subconsciously spoke his mind, and was relieved when he saw that no one was paying attention.

"This ink mark is just like a living thing!" "Yes, if you leave it for another hundred years, maybe it will give birth to monsters?"

"Based on this stone, a treasure can be refined!" "Not bad, not bad!"

"That's true. If it hadn't been arranged in advance, there is a lot of potential for this thing to be turned into a treasure!"

After Xiang Changqing also looked at the rocks, he looked at Yi Shuyuan.

"It is true that there is no shortage of spiritual energy. Come and bring He Xin, and say that the time has come."

"yes!"

After Yin Chai left, the ghosts and gods in the palace were still commenting on the rocks.

But not long after, when He Xin stepped into the City God's Hall, all eyes fell on her, making He Xin very nervous.

He Xin became the somewhat reserved woman again. She walked into the hall and bowed to all parties.

"My lords, the little girl is here!"

"Mr. Yi, is it finally time?"

"It's about time!"

Yi Shuyuan stood up and waved, and the rocks flew in front of He Xin.

He Xin looked at the rocks in front of her and the smart little black fish in them. She felt it was very novel. Even if she was just a ghost, she still felt that this stone was a treasure.

"Huh? Do I have to take it across the river?"

Although He Xin knew that he was going to the very dangerous Netherworld Crossing, he didn't actually know the specific details. Now he seemed to understand a little more when he saw the rocks.

While speaking, He Xin also subconsciously stretched out her hand, and the rock fell into her hands.

So heavy! It doesn't look like such a small stone at all!

"Yes, I want to take it across the river and go to reincarnation with you!"

Yi Shuyuan's words confirmed He Xin's doubts.

Xiang Changqing looked around and said seriously.

"Okay, we're all here, no more nonsense, let's go!"

After the word "go" was spoken, the City God waved his sleeves, and the surrounding scenery of the City God's Hall quickly blurred. When it became clear again, it was no longer within the scope of the Yin Si Mansion.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan and a group of ghosts and gods had arrived at a Yinshan Mountain.

At the foot is a winding road that leads into the distance. A broad and fast river can be faintly seen in front.

There are many ghosts coming out of countless "small roads" and gradually converging on the "big road".

Some ghosts are alone, some are in groups of three or two, and some are guarded by ghosts, and they all walk towards the distance.

The sky was endlessly gloomy, but on the edge of the avenue, a dark red flower bloomed.

"Is this Huangquan Road?"

Yi Shuyuan asked.

"That's right, don't be alarmed, let's watch me cast the spell!"

After the city god finished speaking, he swept his sleeves again, and a mist appeared under everyone's feet, enveloping them as they moved forward quickly, like a dark cloud flying close to the ground.

Many ghosts on Huangquan Road saw dark clouds coming and subconsciously avoided them, but they couldn't see clearly what was in the dark clouds.

old, young, male, female

There are all kinds of ghosts, and the clues of various ways of death can almost be seen in the souls.

Although the road to hell is full of ghosts, it seems that Yi Shuyuan has seen the various situations and disputes in the world.

The time here seems to be a little confused, a moment seems like a long time, and a long time seems like a moment. I don’t know how long it has passed before Xiang Changqing spoke again.

"The Yellow Spring Road is the realm of the netherworld. If you want to travel quickly, you need the help of the ghosts and gods of the netherworld like us. Otherwise, even with the power of immortals and Buddhas, you may get lost here."

After Xiang Changqing finished speaking, the clouds around everyone gradually dispersed, and they felt down to earth.

Not far in front of you is a wide and spectacular river

Forget the river!

A noisy sound came faintly from the river. It was not obvious at first, but when Yi Shuyuan listened carefully, the sound suddenly became noisy and obvious.

"It's unfair" "Help me" "Save me up!"

"My lord, my lord, I was wronged——"

"Someone come and give me a hand."

"It's so cold, so cold!" "Help me, pull me up -"

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan's scalp was slightly numb. His eyesight was so good that he gradually saw clearly the crowds of people in the waves of the river.

They were endless ghosts, looking very pitiful. They prayed for help from the passing ghosts and even ghosts, and each one howled miserably!

There is a vague bridge in the distance, and there is an occasional boat driving on the river.

This kind of boat is not so much a big boat as a flat wooden boat without a shed. It rises and falls in the waves and looks extremely dangerous.

The bottom of the boat was densely packed with ghosts in the river.

These ghosts beseech the ghosts on the ship, but sometimes they suddenly become extremely terrifying.

Or they grab hold of the ghosts on the boat and try to pull them off, while they try their best to climb onto the boat, or they show a fierce look as if they want to capsize the boat.

Although He Xin was a ghost, her chest was rising and falling violently while she was holding the rock. Even Hui Mian could feel the fear in her body.

This is the fear brought by the water of the Forgotten River, and it is also the fear brought by the endless evil spirits and twisted evil things!

Xiang Changqing took out a token and placed it directly on the rock held by He Xin.

"Use this order to board the ship. After boarding, try to stay in the center of the ship. If other ghosts are in danger, or if any ghosts in the river call you, you are not allowed to help or agree."

The other ghosts and gods also began to give instructions.

"Remember, never be pulled into the water, otherwise you will never be reincarnated!"

"No one knows what ghosts will hear and see on the Netherworld Ferry. We only know that some ghosts will come to the boat for no reason!"

"Don't even feel pity for the ghosts in the water. What you see is just the appearance. They are evil ghosts and souls, eager to devour your soul! Do you remember?"

He Xin took a deep breath.

"remember!"

Xiang Changqing saw He Xin's fear. He frowned slightly, and then looked at Yi Shuyuan. Some of his words depended on what Mr. Yi meant.

Yi Shuyuan took a step forward and said.

"Miss He, if you regret it before it's too late, the Wangchuan River will be more dangerous than you expected!"

He Xin did hesitate, but only for a moment, and immediately shook his head and woke up.

"Don't regret it! If they can get over, I can get over too! And this stone is heavy, I won't be dragged down!"

Stone sinking?

Yi Shuyuan didn't know what to say, so he just nodded.

The token on the stone began to glow at this moment. At a simple pier on the river bank, many ghosts gathered in twos and threes.

These ghosts all have similar "tickets" in their hands, and a ferry has already sailed towards the shore.

Xiang Changqing also stopped giving He Xin a second chance to regret.

"In that case, go ahead and don't miss boarding the ship!"

"yes!"

He Xin looked at Yi Shuyuan, at the crowd of ghosts and gods, at the mountain god and pine man whom he had never seen before, and finally at the little mink on Yi Shuyuan's body.

Yi Shuyuan bowed his hands to He Xin, who hurriedly returned the salute, then saluted the others, and then walked to the ferry over there.

After taking a few steps, He Xin looked back and found that the ghosts and gods of Yuanjiang County and Yi Shuyuan could not be seen at all.

It seemed like she was alone and the heavy rocks in her hands were the only ones left around her.

If I can do it, other ghosts can do it, so can I!