Chapter 1365: : Good wind on Huangquan Road

Forget Chuanhe?
Nai He Bridge?
Ling Chi looked at everything in front of him, feeling a little confused, he wouldn't really be so unlucky, did he break into the underworld?
Originally, he didn’t believe in ghosts and underworlds, but that’s how people are. As people experience more and more, their horizons will become wider and wider. For Ling Chi now, there is nothing unbelievable. What?
Of course, Ling Chi also had doubts in his heart. He didn't doubt whether there were any underworld in this world. He doubted whether this place was a underworld. If the underworld was so easy to enter, the boundary between yin and yang might be Has it been broken long ago?
So Ling Chi took Yaoyue's hand and walked in the direction of "Naihe Bridge".
Yaoyue couldn't help but struggled nervously, but Ling Chi's hand was clamped on her wrist like a pliers, preventing her from struggling, and immediately said nervously, "What are you going to do Lingchi? That is Naiheqiao. Let's not pass it?"
"Naihe Bridge?"
Ling Chi laughed and said, "If it is really the bridge of Naihe, then there should be Meng Po? If you see Meng Po and she will give you Meng Po Tang, what are you going to tell her?"
"I... I don't want to die."
Yaoyue said timidly, but then looked at Ling Chi curiously, and asked, "If Po Meng handed you Po Meng soup, what would you tell her?"
"Add more sugar instead of green onions."
"what?"
Yaoyue was stunned for a moment, and Ling Chi said for granted, "You said that I have lived hard enough in my entire life. What is the meaning of life if the Meng Po soup is bitter?"
"What the is that not putting green onions?"
"If you don't put green onions, you don't put green onions. Maybe Meng Po soup doesn't taste good with green onions?"
"..."
Yaoyue felt that she was about to collapse, everyone was dead, and she was about to reincarnate. Who cares if Meng Po soup is delicious?
"what?"
Just when Yaoyue was so depressed, Ling Chi suddenly exclaimed, pointing in the direction of "Naihe Bridge", and said, "Do you think this Naihe Bridge is a bit problematic?"
"What's the problem?" Yaoyue asked.
Ling Chi said: "We should have walked two or three hundred meters, right? Originally, the distance between Naihe Bridge and us is not very far, but now it seems that the distance between us and us has not been shortened. What?"
"This...it seems to be." Yaoyue also discovered this.
The two continued to accelerate forward. Both of them thought it was their own illusion, but after another two to three hundred meters, they realized that it was true. No matter how they walked forward, the The bridge will move forward in the same way, always keeping a certain distance from Ling Chi.
Yaoyue frowned and said, "What's going on? How can the bridge still not move?"
Ling Chi touched his nose and said with a smile: "Maybe we should not be killed, Lord Yan will not accept us."
"This……"
Yaoyue was stunned. Although Ling Chi's words sounded pretty smooth, who would want to be taken away by Lord Yan? But Yaoyue didn't believe Ling Chi's words of fooling people. She always felt that everything that happened before her eyes seemed to reveal a mystery, but what exactly was it? But she couldn't make it clear again.
Ling Chi squinted, looked at the Naihe Bridge, and said with a wry smile: "Maybe we all got it wrong, then there is not a bridge at all, it may be like a mirage.
"what is that?"
Ling Chi suddenly pointed to the river and said, the two of them speeded up and walked over, only to find that there was a small wooden boat beside the river, which looked quite old, but it seemed to be usable.
Ling Chi smiled and said: "It seems that we are not going to take the Naihe Bridge and drink Mengpo Tang. Maybe we are going to be a ferryman, passing the Wangchuan River by ourselves, and then becoming a ferryman by ourselves?"
"Are we going to get on the ship?" Yaoyue frowned.
Ling Chi glanced back, and then solemnly said to Yaoyue, "For us, it seems that there is no turning back now, right? So don't think too much about it, just keep going with me, even if it's this way. I’m going forward to report to the Yan Luo Temple, isn’t I still with you? I’m not lonely on Huangquan Road!"
"But I don't want to die!" Yao Yue said aggrievedly.
Ling Chi smiled bitterly: "Although we have not known each other for a long time, I always thought that you are the kind of person who dares to love and hate, and has a straightforward personality. You shouldn't be so scared about such things!"
"I just don't want to die anyway."
Yaoyue said aggrieved: "Didn’t I tell you everything? I have always been regarded as the woman of Baidi. Since I entered Fangcunshan, I was destined to be the woman of Baidi. I have never loved any. People, other men dare not come to contact me, do you understand all I said?"
Ling Chi shook his head and said, "I don't understand."
Yaoyue rolled her eyes and said, "Is it necessary to say something so bluntly? Well, I actually want to say that I am still a virgin. I haven't tried a man. So I don't want to die! "
"..."
Ling Chi couldn't laugh or cry, why is this girl still entangled with herself here?
After Yao Yue finished speaking, she looked at Ling Chi with expectation and said, "I always feel that if we continue to move forward, we will be finished. Or if we send it now, you can fulfill my last wish? We are on Huangquan Road. Good romantic, at least be a romantic ghost even if you are going to die, right?"
"Snapped!"
After Yaoyue’s voice fell, Ling Chi patted her ass, and then said angrily,
Can your brain think of something normal? Actually, I don’t think this is Wang Chuanhe at all, nor is it. Netherworld, we won't die, so you can go with me boldly."
With that said, Ling Chi got on the boat first, Yao Yue watched, biting her lip, and then got on the boat.
Ling Chi paddled, the boat left the shore and was rippling in the river water. In fact, he could choose to fly over with Demon Yue, but now there is a cloud of mist in the river, and he doesn't know what's in front of him, so Ling Chi chose This conservative approach moves forward.
"Woo~~"
Just as the boat moved forward and entered the lake, when the boat was surrounded by fog, the two suddenly heard a whimper in the fog. Yaoyue was scared to hide behind Ling Chi, and there was no expression on Ling Chi’s face. , But even with no expression on his face, even Ling Chi's mind was shocked.
The whimper from the mist was too abrupt. In this environment, no matter how bold people were, they would be frightened.
More importantly, the whimper was too harsh, too scary, like the howl of a ghost at night.
"Boom~~"
Just when Ling Chi and Yao Yue were in such a tense atmosphere and their nerves were tense, there was a loud bang, but something under the water hit the bottom of the boat, and the hull of the boat suddenly shook violently.