Chapter 339: Yinhe Ghost, Silent River

There is no weeds growing on the black soil banks of Yin River, but there are many strange rocks.

Yan Jing was breathing slightly, turning from yang to yin, and his Taoism skills were reduced by several levels. Now it was a bit difficult for him to fold two paper boats and enlighten a few paper people.

"The Pure Yang Dao has gone through many twists and turns, ups and downs, and finally returned to the underworld. There are tens of millions of Daoist traditions in the world, and there is no such thing as a legacy that will last for ten thousand years. Now there is only one Longdu left in the world, with a population of only a million. How many Daoist traditions have been lost in the long river of time?"

He had no complaints: "Pure Yang Dao is originally an isolated sect, which is very contrary to the cultivation of the Yin Realm. It was discovered by our ancestors from the classics. It is only right that it has disappeared now, saving me from guarding the unique Dao in vain. It can also be regarded as free from worries."

"It's strange to say, other inheritances are all passed down by immortals from the upper realms. If you trace it back to the source, there must be an immortal sitting firmly at the source of the lineage and devouring the descendants of the lineage. But in my Pure Yang Dao, there is no immortal god who controls the lineage."

Yan Jing arranged another paper boat and gently pushed it into the Yin River. He said to Gu Chen, "My Yinsui method uses the ghost energy of paper people and paper boats to cover up our anger. Maybe we can get away with it and go downstream."

"You must remember to lie on your back after entering the boat, act like a dead person, close your eyes, hold your breath, control your heart chakra, and don't open your mouth, lest you lose your Yang energy."

He took out a stack of Yin De notes and scattered them around the paper boat: "As the saying goes, I will use some tricks to capture people. I have scattered this stack of Yin De notes on the bow of the boat. If there are any evil creatures who have received my notes, they may be able to make some concessions."

After Gu Chen took note, Yan Jing pointed to the candle on the bow and said, "Remember, when you are drifting on the Yin River, don't open your eyes if you hear any sound. Look up and watch the candle with a trace of my mysterious mind. If you smell the burning smell of treasure banknotes, it will be a disaster for you. If the paper figurines in the boat scream, it will be a second disaster. If the candle on the bow goes out, my Yin magic protection will be over. If there are any more ignorant and sinister creatures coming, don't hesitate, act immediately and force your way across the Yin River."

After explaining everything clearly, Yan Jing took a deep breath and held it in his stomach. He lay straight on the paper boat, without breathing, without heartbeat, and motionless. He was surrounded by pale banknotes, with a candle burning quietly at the bow, making him look like a dead body being buried in water.

Gu Chen did the same thing and lay down quietly. A cold wind blew over the water, carrying the two paper boats swayingly downstream.

I don't know how long it took, the surroundings became increasingly silent, with only the sound of ripples caused by the bottom of the boat sweeping across the water. The wind was also strange, blowing straight in one direction, blowing the boat into the deep sea.

It became darker and quieter, which made Gu Chen's five senses more acute. The wind brushed across the banks, splashing ripples, and passed through the holes, bringing up ghost cries. These sounds reached Gu Chen's ears, outlining a series of pictures. Although he closed his eyes, the imaginary scenes in his mind became clearer and clearer, like a dream. In such an environment, it was hard not to have wild thoughts.

The cold wind took away the last bit of warmth in his body, and Gu Chen felt a little weightless. The boat rose and fell, swaying with the waves, like a cradle, trying to sink him into the deepest darkness. The bottom of the boat was very thin, and the cold water of the Yin River penetrated through the paper surface to Gu Chen's body, making him feel colder and colder. At the same time, he could feel the prying eyes of the strange creatures in the ruins around him. When those eyes fell on him, it seemed to leave a trace of warmth on his coldest body.

"Fortunately, everything is stable. I hope Brother Yan's method works and can trick those weird creatures."

Gu Chen was just thinking, it is said that nothing can withstand nagging, before the thought came to an end, he heard the sound of water waves not far away, as if something was swimming across the river.

The sound was getting closer and louder, as if it had discovered its prey. Gu Chen closed his mind and thought that he was dead. The sound stopped abruptly, and his heart sank.

He could feel that the strange creature was right beside him, but it didn't move, just stared at him. Its malicious gaze was like a cold sword piercing his body, bringing waves of chills. The faint sound of splashing water was heard, but the thing didn't come closer, just circled around the paper boat.

Gu Chen was relaxed on the outside but tense on the inside, his mind was frozen: "That thing is right at the bottom of the boat!" The bottom of the boat was very thin and could not block the touch. He could feel a cold little hand gently pulling the bottom of the boat, pressing against his waist through the thin paper, and then gently groping.

The small hand lifted up a series of outlines on the soft bottom of the boat, followed Gu Chen's spine all the way up, stopped at the position of his head, and remained motionless.

Just when Gu Chen was planning to force his way across the Yin River and kill the evil creature, the evil spirit suddenly chuckled a few times, patted the back of Gu Chen's head with its little hand, and then retracted it. After a while, a burnt smell came into Gu Chen's mouth and nose. Gu Chen realized that it was the smell of burning treasure banknotes. The evil creature took a few treasure banknotes, and the sound of water gradually faded away and it had already left.

Gu Chen breathed a sigh of relief and controlled the major acupuncture points on his body to prevent the cold sweat from flowing out. Although he was not afraid of Yin objects, there were many Yin objects here, and it was better not to provoke them, so as not to attract a terrible monster and ruin his efforts.

The boat continued to drift, and the surroundings became deeper and deeper. Gu Chen could only feel the changes in light and darkness after closing his eyes to know that it was darker around him and the brightness had dropped by several levels.

"This darkness seems to have layers of changes. The deeper you go, the darker it gets. I don't know what happened to Brother Yan."

Gu Chen closed his eyes and could only judge the distance and position of Yan Jing by the slightest sound. However, after being disturbed by that thing just now, he could no longer tell which sound came from Yan Jing's paper boat, and he had no idea why it had deviated from its course and separated from him.

Fortunately, Gu Chen did not panic. The boat was still moving and there was no loud noise. He decided to wait until the boat stopped before doing anything else.

It was like passing through a hole. The wind stopped here, and the strange creatures' gazes were no longer sensitive. The surroundings became increasingly quiet, and the paper boat began to move slower and slower.

'The boat is slowing down. Has it entered a tributary, or is it approaching the source?'

Gu Chen thought silently in his heart, counting with his fingers, the two of them have been in the river for nearly eight hours, and he didn't know if it was the end.

He was just daydreaming when a chill rushed straight to his head the next moment. In the originally windless and silent place, a cold wind blew in his face. The wind was very strange. It only blew on Gu Chen's face, while other limbs could not feel it. It blew intermittently.

It was as if... as if someone was looking at him face to face, with his head tilted up, his face facing him, and those gusts of cold wind were that person's breath.

Gu Chen did not open his eyes, but he was already on guard. He felt a chill between his eyebrows, as if someone had touched his forehead with a finger, and his neck was also a little itchy, as if someone's hair had gently brushed against it.

At this moment, the aroma of burning banknotes and the miserable cries of the paper dolls and ghosts poured into Gu Chen's perception. The next second, the light was as small as a bean, and the candlelight that had been lit in front of Gu Chen's eyes suddenly went out.

He couldn't hold back any longer and suddenly opened his eyes!

(End of this chapter)