Chapter 64： Yewangchuan (1/2)

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The smoke and water on the river are full, and the shadow of Chuo Chuo can see the green mountains in the mist, like a delicate ink painting.

”This is like a picture for you ghosts from the mortal world, but for those of us who have lighted the ghost lamp for thousands of years, this is a place of life and death. When the ancient gods fought, the corpses were slaughtered. This Wangchuan water is full.” The ghost chaser untied the rope that hung the stern of the boat. ”You follow the boat and you will see the Naihe Bridge soon.”

Yan Dan quietly looked at the ghosts around him. Everyone looked sluggish. They didn't know the personnel, and they did what the ghost said. Although she was not beaten into the Tao of Samsara, she lost her immortal status. According to the rules of the underworld, it would not be easy for her to leave casually. Could it be that she would spend the night with such a mortal ghost in the Forget River, and then be a human again?

She remembered the mortal world that Ying Yuanjun had told her about. Mortals only have a short life span of a hundred years, but during these hundred years, some people will live comfortably while others suffer. There is no choice in the process, so you can always choose the way, whether you are smiling or crying.

Yan Dan followed those ghosts, slowly wandering down Yewangchuan. Beside it is a ghost boat, with a dilapidated soul-attracting lamp hung on the bow, the light is dizzy and yellow, and it slowly jumps.

If you forget the river for the night, you will forget the past. From now on, the old things have nothing to do with her.

Even though she can cut off love, she can't cut off miss. Unless she completely forgets, she will still remember her first thoughts, those persistent feelings.

She didn't know how long she had been walking, and her body slowly became numb in the cold Wangchuan water, but the mortals around her gradually moved away. She was desperately chasing and unable to catch up-it seemed that she was just closing her eyes. When did the few figures that were drifting away disappear. At the junction of the water and the sky, there was a void, and she was the only one left in the endless Yewangchuan. Yan Dan watched the sun moving from the east to the west water, and finally disappeared slowly. Those shattered sparkling waves swayed and lost their luster.

This world is so quiet that it has always been empty here, except for the small wind, there has been nothing. In this world, it seems that she was the only one in the first place. Those people, familiar faces, those things, laughed or cried, but they were all beautiful, and when they reached out to touch them, they suddenly disappeared completely. .

Those phantoms were shattered inadvertently.

Yan Dan walked slowly in the water, Wangchuan was very deep, but she had always walked without touching. She didn't know how long it would take to cross the Naihe Bridge, there was only a vast river in front of her. Maybe she went wrong, but no one passed by for so long, telling her where she should go.

After a long time, a group of souls finally passed by her, almost in the blink of an eye, those people disappeared, and she was the only one left.

She didn't go wrong, as long as she walked along the Wangchuan water, she could find where she was going.

She is not alone in this world, she walks too slowly, and she will definitely be left behind.

Just wait and wait a while, and others will pass by. She repeatedly told herself that there would be such a day in the end. She could go to another place with others, but it was a little slower.

The sunset in Yewangchuan is beautiful and lonely, like a touch of red on the cheeks of a beauty, but how splendid the sunset is to soak the vast and boundless river water to slightly bright red?

Yan Dan could not remember exactly how many mortals came up from behind him, and finally disappeared. She only heard the ghost sighing when he was rowing away, and she said that she was such an idiot, and she did not want to forget the past.

Are you reluctant to forget it?

Yan Dan's body was so cold that he lost consciousness, and was getting tired, but he couldn't see the shadow of Naihe Bridge.

She thought wearily, how long did she stay in Wangchuan Water? How many years, more than ten years, or decades?

She didn't know that, day after day, the sunset is also gorgeous.

Ghost chauffeurs would still row by, lighting soul lanterns, and sometimes pass by. Each of them sighed and shook their heads at her, and then went away.

But her appearance has not changed a bit, and she doesn't know how long it has been.

The last time, the ghost chaser stopped, sighed and said, do you know how many years you have been walking in Yewangchuan?

Yan Dan shook his head blankly.

The ghost is worse than a gesture.

Has it been 80 years since then?

It's been more than 800 years, and if you continue like this, you will become pieces of ghosts and corpses under the river, you can't reincarnate, you will only be ignorant for a lifetime.

Eight hundred years. In a blink of an eye, there was an instant blooming.

Yan Dan smiled faintly.

She raised her eyes and looked ahead. On the Yanbo River, the setting sun was like blood, like a crack, cutting the world apart forcibly.