Chapter 938: Great omen?

Chapter 938: The Omen of the Great Omen?
In Boss Li's mansion, Yang Chen was practicing quietly. At this moment, he didn't know what kind of change was going on in the nineteenth floor of the underworld.
Half a month later, it was just a blink of an eye.
Soon, it was the day when Xiaoyu and Xiaorou said that Wangchuan River opened. Today is the annual Ghost Festival, and it is also a day when ghosts are closed and hundreds of ghosts are allowed to travel.
On this day, the ghosts in the underworld can return to the sun to take a look at their living relatives. As soon as Yang Chen walked to the Wangchuan River, he saw a dense cluster of ghosts, with countless people moving, and it looked so lively.
But not all of these people came to cross the Wangchuan River.
Wangchuanhe places are precious, and only 500 places are released every year. Only a small number of these ghosts have the qualifications to board the boat.
But Yang Chen was not worried.
Earlier, Cui An had already given him the qualification to take a boat.
...
early morning.
Smoky over the Wangchuan River.
On both sides of the river bank are red flowers on the other side, so coquettish that people can't help but stand and stand, under the faint smoke, there is a hazy beauty.
A group of ghost officials were standing on the bank of the river, holding weapons, sternly looking at the ghosts coming and going, checking the tokens in their hands one by one.
Yang Chen stepped forward.
"Stop, if you want to pass the Wangchuan River, show the river crossing token first!" A ghost officer blocked Yang Chen's path, and sternly scolded.
Yang Chen nodded, did not say much, took out the token Cui An gave him from his arms, and then handed it to the ghost official's hand. After the ghost official took a look and confirmed that the token was true, he let Yang Chen go.
At this moment, there are hundreds of ghosts standing beside the river bank behind the ghost official. These people are people of some status in the underworld, and they are also the ghosts who can pass through the Wangchuan River this time.
The ship has not come yet.
So everyone is waiting.
Yang Chen found a place at random and sat down, while waiting for the boat to come, while practicing.
And at this moment, a whisper suddenly came from Yang Chen's side.
"Have you heard?"
"What did you hear?"
"I heard that something went wrong on the nineteenth floor of Hell. Someone seemed to ran out half a month ago!"
"No?" As soon as these words came out, the people around were instantly alarmed: "Someone ran away on the nineteenth floor of hell? Oh my god, aren't there two adults sitting on the nineteenth floor, black and white impermanence, two of them People are all masters of the Emperor Stage, no one can escape from them, right?"
"Who knows? I heard that Palace Master Cui has personally rushed to the nineteenth floor of Hell. Master Bai Wuchang came to the ghost market last week. It is said that when he came to see Palace Master Cui, his body was already scarred and in jeopardy."
Hearing this person's words, everyone took another breath, and their eyes showed a deep surprise.
Black and white impermanence, they are two emperor realm masters, even those who can be ranked in the top ten in the entire mansion. Such a strong man was actually injured, and is still in danger?
"The nineteenth floor of is full of evil and evil people who harm the common people. If they run out, they will be fine!"
"Yes, I hope Palace Master Cui can capture those who escaped this time!"
Everyone said one after another, and their voices were filled with deep worry.
"Nineteenth Floor of Hell..."
And Yang Chen, who was sitting aside cultivating, opened his eyes at this moment, and there was a look of doubt in his eyes. Naturally, he had heard of the nineteenth floor of this hell. The nineteenth floor was imprisoned by the most vicious and evil existences from ancient times to the present. No matter which one of these people ran out, they would cause no small catastrophe!
"Even the legendary black and white impermanence is not an opponent, who is this guy who ran out?" Yang Chen frowned, feeling a little curious in his heart.
But he didn't have time to think about it.
"The boat is coming!"
A loud voice suddenly rang from not far away. Yang Chen tilted his head to look and saw that on the mist-shrouded Wangchuan River, the silhouettes of several ships slowly emerged, and they were facing the Wangchuan River. The river bank is approaching.
A total of seven or eight boats.
On the bow of every boat, there is a boatman who is rowing, but this boatman looks a bit hideous, turned out to be a decayed skeleton, and two green flames are burning in the dark pupils, which are slightly beating. .
These boatmen are called ferrymen by the underworld.
Ferry between Yin and Yang.
Yang Chen heard that these ferrymen were actually ghosts that violated the regulations of the underworld. They once entered the Yang room privately, and were burned by the sun's fire. The skin and soul were burnt to death, leaving only the body. Skeleton.
From then on, they could only ferry back and forth on this Wangchuan River, and it took ten thousand years to give birth to a soul and ten thousand years to give birth to a body.
After 20,000 years of ferrying, reincarnation can continue.
While Yang Chen was thinking about it, the boats had already docked slowly, and everyone set foot on the boats one by one.
These boats are very tattered and tattered, just like ghost ships, covered with a thick layer of Spider-Man, and some of them even have holes. But the magic is that these boats are very sturdy. They are anchored firmly on the Wangchuan River without sinking.
"To board the boat, first pay the river crossing fee! The river crossing fee is a ghost!"
A ferryman who had given birth to a soul said, he raised Sen Bai's right hand, and there was a rattling sound between the skeletons.
Hearing this, everyone immediately took out the prepared ghost from their arms and handed it to the ferrymen. Yang Chen also took out a ghost, and then stepped on one of the boats.
These ghosts are very good for the ferrymen, allowing them to nourish their souls and repair them with less effort.
Before long, all the passengers got on the boat.
Most of these passengers are ghosts from the underworld, but there is also a small group of people like Yang Chen, they are passengers from Yangjian. However, most of these tourists in the Yang room have a common identity, that is, Mr. Yin and Yang.
Mr. Yin and Yang can communicate life and death, traveling between the underworld and the Yang, and they are a group of very special beings.
Even the ghosts in the underworld are afraid of these Mr. Yin and Yang.
While Yang Chen was thinking about it, he saw a middle-aged man in his forties coming over. He was dressed in a white robe and dressed like a fairy.
Needless to say, this person is also a Mr. Yin and Yang.
He seemed to be doing something, but when passing by Yang Chen, he suddenly stopped.
"Huh?" The man suddenly uttered in surprise, looking at Yang Chen with some curiosity, and said: "This gentleman, I think your hall is going dark, there is a serious omen! Dare to ask Mr., did you offend someone? ?"