Chapter 683: Azure Ghost River
The old villain looked dazed for a moment.
"Why do I suddenly think of this?"
"It seems that I am really old. Even in my memories, I can't remember my own name."
I don't know since when, the old evil man began to know everything about evil spirits, evil spirits and ghosts.
Did it start from when he became a villain?
But even the old evil man himself didn't know when he became an evil man.
The old villain just wanted to hand over a perfect work to Party A, but the work kept changing, and Party A kept changing too.
Did he create the work for Party A, or did he create a fictitious Party A for the sake of creating the work?
Or maybe Party A and the work are the same thing?
I can’t tell the difference. This old bastard can’t tell the difference at all.
He was obsessed with the unknown perfection and intoxicated by the evil god that had not yet been born. This had become his obsession and the only meaning of his survival.
For this reason, he could not allow anything to contaminate his work.
And Wang Jiudan is the pollution!
After learning that Wang Jiudan was also an evil man, the old evil man became furious and almost lost his mind, and even changed the layout of the Valley of the Dead.
He handed Wang Jiudan over to the evil spirit, wanting Wang Jiudan to be tortured by the ghost and suffer extreme pain as the price for interfering with his work.
This feeling is like discovering a yellow-haired man is spying on your innocent daughter.
But when the old evil man calmed down, he found that Wang Jiudan was not dead, but merged with the evil spirit, turning into a weird monster with hair and limbs and a human face. This was surprisingly consistent with his idea of creating a perfect work!
This made the old man feel anxious.
The old evil man is not only afraid that Huang Mao will harass his daughter, but he is even more afraid that Huang Mao will leave something in his daughter's heart!
He is a "creator" just like the old evil man. Once a creator comes into contact with a work, some traces will inevitably be left.
Fortunately, Wang Jiudan is dead now.
The old villain finally felt relieved and climbed back onto the sedan. His movements were strange and counterintuitive, his limbs had their own logic of action, and every time he raised his hands and stepped on his feet, he landed in unexpected places.
Sitting on the chair, the old villain said weakly: "Let's go, let's go back."
The red lantern heads leaned over, lifted the sedan chair, and walked towards the bottom of the stairs.
The old villain raised his voice: "I said, let's go back!"
But the red lanterns seemed not to have heard his words and continued to move towards the bottom of the Valley of the Dead.
"Roar!"
The old evil man roared angrily, causing the red-light heads to stagger and stop, not daring to move, but the old evil man's face remained frozen.
He found that his voice had become like that of a wild beast!
The old villain seemed to have lost his energy and spirit all of a sudden, and he realized that he was too old.
Unlike the loved ones, evil people cannot extend their lifespan. Instead, because the things they do are detrimental to their natural virtues, their lifespan will be shorter than that of normal people.
As he aged, his spirit began to weaken, and his body began to move closer to evil. Even a fledgling evildoer could make him lose control and become worse.
Perhaps, from the very beginning, these red-light heads carried him not to hunt down Wang Jiudan, but to send him to the bottom of the Valley of the Dead.
"Is that so? I am no longer suitable to be a designer, and you no longer need a designer..."
"But you still need me to make you perfect, so you want me to go down, right?"
The old villain leaned back in his chair, his voice tired and hoarse:
"continue."
The red lanterns took another step.
……
The red-light sedan was not moving very fast.
When the old evil man found Wang Jiudan's body, Wu Xian and others had already run far away.
Seeing that the red lights were not coming after them, everyone slowed down. After a few days of marching, they could feel that they were not far from the bottom of the Valley of the Dead. They were tense and guarded against any possible danger.
The floor of the stairs began to become damp, and the plants in the corners of the wall emitted a faint glow. The environment no longer seemed scary, but instead had a bit of fantasy.
Occasionally you'll come across other downward staircases that gradually converge together, and it seems that no matter which fork in the road you took, it will eventually converge on this road.
Walking further down, they came to a horizontal corridor!
The corridor was a hundred meters long, with a faint green light emanating from the other end, and it was impossible to see what was on the other side.
Wu Xian tried to dig the ground with a bone pickaxe, but his hands became numb from the shock, which meant that the ground underneath was not simulated flesh and blood, but real rocky ground.
This discovery made everyone excited.
Fan Qingyue said in surprise: "Could this be the bottom of the Valley of the Dead?"
"Perhaps the exit of this blessed land is just across the corridor." General Huang Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief.
Lan Xuan, however, poured cold water on him: "Don't be too happy too soon. Have you forgotten what Jiang Huaian said before? There is still a meat mountain and a ghost river before the exit!"
Wu Xian stretched his muscles and said, "No matter what, we should be close to the finish line. Let's keep going!"
The seven people walked along the corridor.
Unlike the stairs above, many human corpses can be seen in the corridor. Some have turned into skeletons, while others are strange corpses with moist skin. There are also many traces left by human life.
It is precisely because there are rocks above, below, left and right here that these corpses can be preserved. If they were on the stairs, the corpses would have been swallowed up by the huge piece of meat long ago.
It was only a hundred meters, but it took everyone a long time to walk.
Wu Xian was the first to reach the end of the corridor and saw a scene that he would never forget.
Outside the corridor is a river.
There was a hazy mist floating on the surface of the river, the water was emitting a faint green light, the waves were rippling, and the water was so clear that you could see the river bottom at a glance.
The glowing river gives people a strong sense of unreality.
If they had not met him in a blessed land, everyone would have thought that they had come to a paradise on earth in a dream.
But when Wu Xian saw the words carved on the rock wall by his predecessors, he knew that this river was not as simple as it seemed.
The characters are in different positions and their handwritings are different, so it is obvious that they were not carved by the same group of people.
'We crossed the river.'
This line of text attracted everyone's attention the most because it was signed by three people, namely Jiang Huaian, Han Yu and Yuan Buai, who they had never met before.
In other words, Jiang Huaian and others were actually faster than Wu Xian and others.
They didn't find the main gate to leave the blessed land in the long corridor, so they concluded that this was not the bottom of the blessed land, so they tried to find a way to cross the river.
But there are no boats here and swimming across is not realistic. How do they cross the river?
So Wu Xian began to study the texts left by others.
'Don't go into the river, there are ghosts in it!'
'This river is a ghost! ' The person who wrote these two lines was very frightened and the handwriting was very messy.
'The entrance to the pilgrimage site is in a pavilion in the middle of the river. Every once in a while, someone will lead the way, and you can cross the river by treading water by following that person!'
This line of words was written very neatly, and it didn't look like something that was left casually, but more like a message that someone had deliberately left behind.
Finally, there is a line of text filled with exclamation marks.
'Don't bow your head, don't bow your head, don't bow your head!'
(End of this chapter)
