I'm chasing the sea in the underworld

Chapter 1

"This old man has been ferrying on this boat for hundreds of years, but none of them crossed the river without paying the fare." The boatman in coir raincoat turned his head, his face was shriveled, and his cloudy white eyes rolled upwards, revealing a pale and cold smile.

"Didn't you see the rules for crossing the river written on the sign by the river?"

Jiang Jun's hairs stood on end under his stare, and he shuddered involuntarily.

She suddenly turned her head and looked back. The boat had already reached the middle of the river, and there was an endless dark river as far as the eye could see. On the river bank, a large group of newly released ghosts with blank faces were still queuing up to cross the river.

There was a crooked small wooden sign standing by the river, with a line of blurred traditional Chinese characters crookedly written on it - 30 Wen per ghost for ferrying across the river.

If it weren't for her good eyesight, she wouldn't be able to read the small print at all, and because of this, she didn't even notice the wooden sign next to it before boarding the boat.

After she stayed up all night and died suddenly, she lined up to get on the boat in a daze, and no one had time to burn paper money for her, so she didn't have the money to pay the boat fare.

Who would have thought that she would be poorer when she was dead than when she was alive. When she was alive, at least she could have some money to buy dried noodles, and her pockets were cleaner than her face when she died?

The boatman had a fierce look on his face. If she couldn't get the money, she would definitely be thrown into the river. The river was pitch black. I don't know if there would be anything terrible.

Jiang Jun quietly took a small step back and wanted to discuss with the boatman: "Brother, I didn't see the words on the wooden sign just now. I don't know that there is a fee for crossing the river. Can you send me back to the shore?" By the way, wait until I get the money before re-boarding the ship?"

The smile of the boatman became distorted, revealing his eerie white teeth, he grabbed the oar and said viciously: "No."

As soon as the words fell, the oar with thick arms hit Jiang Jun directly, trying to knock Jiang Jun off the boat.

Jiang Jun jumped reflexively, but found that not only did the heavy paddle hit his body, it didn't hurt at all, but it was like cotton falling on his clothes.

Become a ghost and still be immune to damage?

Seeing that Jiang Jun was in a daze, the boatman took the opportunity to push hard.

Without pushing at all, the boatman froze for a moment, his breath suddenly became more sinister, his white eyeballs turned outward, and with a click, the white eyeballs fell directly from the boatman's face.

Brother, you are too irritable.

Jiang Jun grabbed the oars and looked at the two eyeballs rolling on the boat, a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry."

The boatman's pale complexion turned black, his hand holding the oar kept shaking, and a suppressed and weird scream came out of his throat.

Jiang Jun was so shocked that her eardrums hurt, she had no choice but to let go and cover her ears desperately.

A violent wind blew up on the lake, splashing water in all directions, the hull was violently bumped, and huge waves hit. Jiang Jun's boat was overturned by the waves, and she was also carried into the river.

The boatman turned the boat over, picked up the white eyeball stuck to the boat plank, put it back in the eye socket, and stared blankly at the lake for a while, as if seeing something wrong.

But there was indeed no movement again, and a cruel smile appeared on the boatman's face.

He sat down again in the bow, put the oars in place, and started rowing again.

But the boat was spinning in place, unable to move at all.

At this moment, a pair of black hands suddenly appeared on the bow, with seaweed and black mud still sticking between the fingers.

There was a crack in the stiff expression on the boatman's face, as if he had seen a ghost.

Jiang Jun's head popped out of the water suddenly, and a ghostly blue crab with its teeth and claws crawled on its long black hair.

"Brother, although I didn't give you the boat fee, are you going too far? Fortunately, I learned how to swim for filming, otherwise I would have drowned today!"

She took a few breaths of air, her face still smelly.

It was the first time for the boatman to see the souls of the dead who fell into the Wangchuan River and survived being swallowed by the ghosts in the river.

When he saw the nether blue crab on Jiang Yan's head, the white eyeballs that had just been installed in his eye sockets fell down again, and he said with trembling hands, "You..."

Jiang Jun: "I'm very angry."

The boatman shook his hands again: "On the head."

Jiang Jun touched his head with one hand, found a hard shell, pinched it hard, grabbed it off, and glanced at it casually——a blue crab with green hair, at most two taels , Not enough to get between the teeth.

The boatman's hands trembled even more, and when he saw Jiang Jun was about to set him free, he screamed, "Crab!"

Thank you, what is there to thank, thank you for throwing me into the river?

Jiang Jun turned his head and gave the boatman a hard look.

The boatman's voice was hoarse, with a hint of fanaticism in his voice: "Ghost blue crab! Give it to me, and I'll take you across the river!"

Jiang Jun heard the eagerness in the boatman's words, and immediately knew that the blue crab in her hand might be very important to the boatman, but it's not that she can't swim, at worst, she swam over, and she was still angry now.

Jiang Jun snorted coldly: "No, I can swim over by myself."

The boatman sneered: "Without my boat, you wouldn't be able to swim to the other side for ten years."

Jiang Jun calmly said: "Then I'll just swim and play in the water. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry right now, unless you exchange it with me for other things, otherwise forget it."

The boatman grunted a few times angrily, took out something from his bosom for a while, and threw it on the bow of the boat: "I'll exchange this with you. It can save your life in critical times. Give me the ghost blue crab."

It's not bad to save her life, she doesn't want to swim by herself, and this irritable big brother, what if he becomes irritable and the magic sound pierces his ears?

She took it as soon as she saw it, and immediately climbed up from the bow, and picked up the small wooden sign with a faint red light. The surface of the small wooden sign was dark and light, and the handwriting had long since disappeared. It seemed worthless.

Jiang Jun vaguely smelled something, leaned closer to the small wooden sign and smelled it again, could not help but frown, and said with some disgust: "Where does such a musty smell of mandarin fish come from?"

The boatman twitched the corners of his mouth, silently lowered his head and put his white eyes on, and glanced at the coir raincoat that he hadn't changed in hundreds of years. The last time he changed the coir raincoat was when he changed his guard from the previous boatman...

It seems to have a little taste.

The boatman blushed and turned pale, and took a broken fish basket from the cabin, handed it to Jiang Jun, and said in a firm voice, "You put the nether blue crab in here for me."

Jiang Jun casually threw the blue crabs into the fish basket, but the boatman, like a thief, quickly covered the mouth of the fish basket, and tied a knot on the top, for fear that the blue crabs would escape.

As soon as the knot on the lid was tied, the fish basket immediately gave off a faint golden light, and the mesh on the outside seemed to be finer and denser, and not even a trace of light could penetrate it.

This fish basket looks a bit powerful, and it feels more valuable than the small wooden sign in her hand.

Seeing Jiang Jun's eyes, the boatman immediately put the fish basket in his arms, protecting him tightly, and said coldly: "It's useless if you want this thing now, you are a new ghost, you will eat this directly." Three souls and seven souls are not guaranteed."

Jiang Jun nodded, indicating that he knew. Although the irritable elder brother looked fierce, he at least reminded her.

The boatman was relieved to see that Jiang Jun had stopped making a sound. He picked up the oars, turned the direction, and started rowing slowly. After a while, the rowing speed increased a lot, and the boat rushed to the opposite bank like a small cannonball.

The fierce cold wind whistled past Jiang Jun's ears, his long hair was blown up, and he squinted his eyes, looking at the scenery on both sides of the river.

On both sides of the Wangchuan River, there are layers of Bianhua flowers blooming, and the petals are shining with a faint red light, swaying brilliantly. Under the breeze blowing, the sea of ​​fiery red Bianhua flowers is like waves, enchanting and colorful, revealing a unique touch in the endless darkness. tenderness.

Passing through the vast sea of ​​flowers on the other side, the boatman drew up his oars and stopped the boat, carrying the fish basket, swaggered off the boat, waved his hand at Jiang Jun and said, "I will send you here, you can walk the rest of the way by yourself."

Jiang Yan looked blankly at the empty bluestone slab bridge in front of him, hesitating for a moment whether to get off the boat, seeing the boatman getting farther and farther away from her, shrouded in a vast white mist, and hurriedly chased after her.

She passed through the white mist very quickly, and there was an extremely lively scene in front of her again.

A small tea shop opened beside the bridge. The tea shop was ostentatious and looked a little rough. There were already many customers sitting in the tea shop, all of them urging the shopkeeper to serve tea quickly.

The store owner is a girl in a red dress, with long hair reaching her waist and elegant white flowers on her head, smiling gently, holding a handful of gorgeous petals from the other side, adding them to the soup, and dipping them in with a huge spoon Stir vigorously.

The tea soup was so fragrant and thick that it could draw out the greedy worms in people's stomachs. Jiang Jun didn't feel thirsty at first, but when he got too close, he suddenly felt thirsty and wanted to drink a bowl very much.

"Ah, the tea soup is ready." The girl in the red skirt suddenly stopped stirring in her hands, took it from the high-built white porcelain bowls on the side, arranged them in a row, and filled them with tea soup one by one.

As soon as the tea soup was served, the guests in the tea shop rushed forward and snatched all the tea soup and drank it.

The girl in the red skirt smiled softly, turned her head and said coquettishly: "Drink slowly, there is not enough in the pot."

She had already noticed that someone was staring at the tea soup in front of her, so she raised her head and glanced casually.

The girl in the red skirt was taken aback by this glance, and her face turned red. She hadn't seen such a beautiful woman for a long time, and she was no different than Judge Cui. She didn't expect this beautiful woman to be so beautiful.

A trace of regret flashed through the heart of the girl in the red dress, and she smiled even more gently. She filled a bowl of tea soup and said warmly, "Girl, do you want to taste the fresh tea soup?"

Just as Jiang Jun was about to take the tea bowl, he suddenly thought that she was so shy and had just been cheated by the boatman. What if she encounters unscrupulous merchants again now?

Jiang Jun took a deep breath, and said duplicity: "I'm not thirsty."

The last stubbornness from the poor ghost, even if encountering a store with discounts and promotions to attract customers enthusiastically, he can pass by without changing his face.

The girl in the red dress was stunned, and quickly saw Jiang Jun's embarrassment. She rested her chin on her hand and said softly, "No money, I'll buy you a drink for free."

Heh, free stuff is a scam, she won't be fooled.

Jiang Jun used eyes that had seen through everything, and said righteously: "Don't drink."