"What's going on, this river...?!"

Half of Qian Bashi's extremely shocked words exploded in his ears, and then they were drowned out by the raging waves.

He Shu felt that his feet were hanging in the air, and was instantly covered by the icy river water. Thousands of hands stretched out from the water, pulling him to sink deeper.

There must be something wrong with Naihe, which can't be suppressed even by the evil token!

He Shu didn't have time to think about it, and took out the compass and cinnabar pen from his body.

The cinnabar had disappeared when it fell into the water, and the cinnabar pen was completely soaked.

But the strange thing is that he didn't feel like he couldn't breathe in the water, and he could even open his eyes.

It's just that the whole person is suspended and floating, and the clothes are swollen by the water flow, which is no different from being in the water.

Entering the eyes is a dark field of vision.

No, it's not completely dark, you can still see some of it!

Tens of thousands of hands stretched out from under him, swaying upwards like water plants, as if trying to grab some life-saving straw, it was very scary.

And not far in front of him, Nei Wenwen and Qian Bashi were struggling desperately—Gui Chai's negative card might have been lost in the water, and Gui Chai without the token was no different from an ordinary ghost.

However, Qian Bashi still had the iron chains with him, so if he could be a ghost messenger himself, he must have cleared all the evils in his previous life, so he wasn't too embarrassing.

And Ne Win was originally gloomy, and he might be able to make living people stay away, but in the underworld, his aura is just what ghosts like the most, and they even regard him as the same kind, and they all come forward to cling to him. His limbs are very fast. It was entangled by ghost hands, and even with all its strength, it was still sinking gradually.

There seems to be another one.

He Shu looked around and finally saw Lu Min.

He had always had an odd impression of the young woman.

It's so weird.

It stands to reason that Lu Min is quiet, comely and polite, and the past reflected in the magic mirror is also a good deed of her donation to the school.

If there is no accident, such a person should be able to get better treatment by virtue of his performance during his lifetime after having seen the mirror of God and the Mirror of Evil.

But now, Lu Min's situation is far worse than that of Nai Wenwen and Qian Bashi.

Skulls and ghost hands came from all directions, like blood-sucking leeches smelling the aroma of blood, tens of thousands of black shadows rushed towards Lu Min, gnawing at every skin on her body.

From the flesh to the blood to the bones, it was like fried and crispy delicious food, making all the ghosts in the river want to stop.

With such an existence, not to mention He Shu, even Qian Bashi and Ne Win's attraction to evil spirits has been greatly reduced.

Lu Min let out an extremely tragic cry.

The cry for help, like a cry from the depths of hell, moved anyone with a conscience.

"Help me, save me...It hurts, it hurts..."

Even if she has a problem, she should be tried in front of the god mirror and evil mirror, instead of falling into this end.

With a flash of thought, He Shu swam towards her.

All the ghosts seemed to be aware of his intentions, and turned their heads to stop him.

A soft hand grabbed He Shu's wrist, but it was like a cold soldering iron, imprisoning him so that he could not move.

He Shu was well prepared, and he chanted a spell.

"break!"

The hand shattered in response, accompanied by a vague wailing, like an unwilling soul that has been floating in the river for thousands of years to find a substitute, but in the end it had to fail and disappear, completely vanished, and never left any trace in this world.

Guanghan once said to him that there are thousands of dead souls living in the Naihe River. Some of them are obsessed and unwilling to die, and some are sinful. The experience of each ghost is enough to write a book. Yu is unwilling, if one day the river dries up, these resentment auras condense, I am afraid that it will go straight to the sky and shake the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.

One hand disappeared, and soon another hand was wrapped around him, grabbing his shoulders on the left and right, and soft words rang in his ears.

"Why do you want to help her? How can someone like her deserve sympathy?"

Someone like Lu Min?

what kind of person is she?

As if in response to He Shu's silent question, the waves in front of them were glistening, and the dim river suddenly appeared with light and shadow.

Lu Min was born in a small village, remote and backward, and her family could not afford her to go to school. She relied on her own perseverance to walk several miles every day to go to school regardless of rain or shine, and finally moved the school teachers. The school came forward to waive her tuition and miscellaneous fees. Min was also very promising, struggling to break out from the small mountain village, and finally went to a good university.

After graduating from university, she entered the government department through excellent performance, and was promoted step by step to become a supervisor with real power in the department.

But her promotion process was not glorious. In order to climb up, she had to pay a higher price than others, including her beauty, body, and even using her power to conduct secret transactions to provide convenience for some people, while those who If people reciprocate, they will give her greater achievements, so that she can rise more smoothly.

A local company is on the verge of bankruptcy, and the employees have no wages for many months, and they are waiting to be fed. As the handler of the resettlement fee, she did not distribute the money in full, but directly transferred it to the company with which it has an interest. Development and construction will eventually lead to these people who cannot get money, choose suicide in desperation, or take revenge on society. Those who take revenge on society have caused great suffering to more people.

"I still remember that it was July 3rd, my grandmother's birthday. I came home from get off work and wanted to buy her a bouquet of flowers. I just graduated from work and didn't have much money, but I grew up with my grandmother. I am cute. She, in addition to flowers, I also ordered a cake..."

Youyou's voice sounded, and it was vaguely discernible in the gloom that he was not very old.

"When I came out of the flower shop, there was a cake shop across the road. I was standing at the zebra crossing, excitedly waiting for the countdown to pass. The green light was on, and I walked past with many people."

"But I didn't get to the other side of the road, and I was knocked flying. When my body flew up, I didn't even know what was going on. My head fell to the ground, and my whole body hurt. Before I died, I thought to myself. , my flowers must be scattered, the cake has not been received yet, grandma is still waiting for me to go home..."

The river was still surging, and Lu Min was still screaming in pain.

Those ghosts didn't seem to want to kill her all at once, they just tortured her slowly. He Shuqian Baishi and Lu Min were blocked before, and they were not allowed to save Lu Min. These resentful obsessions were like a thick wall. , Even the chain of Qian 80 can't break even the slightest.

Everything seemed silent, but the dark tide was surging.

In He Shu's ears, the girl's words still echoed faintly.

He didn't ask, because the girl would continue to tell.

"I learned later that someone stepped on the accelerator and crossed the zebra crossing in the downtown area, killing a lot of pedestrians who were crossing the road like me. I was lucky, at least no body was separated. There was a person with a big head. Go all the way."

"The man couldn't afford to pay, he didn't want to live, and he even rented the car temporarily, because his family of three, his child was seriously ill, and his wife didn't have a job. …”

A pale hand slowly pointed to Lu Min, who was being devoured by ten thousand ghosts.

"It's all been transferred by this woman to greedy ink."

"He can't live, and he is full of resentment. I, as well as others, have become the targets of his revenge on society."

"But I'm dead, what will my grandma do? She's just my granddaughter. She worked so hard for me to go to college. I finally graduated and can be filial to her old man. Why do you do this to me? What did I do wrong?"

"You did nothing wrong." He Shu was silent for a while.

"Since I did nothing wrong, what about my life? Who will pay for my life? The person who hit the man has been sentenced to death, but what about this woman? How can she still live with dignity? I'm not reconciled, I I'm not reconciled!" The girl roared and cried, countless days and nights sinking in Naihe had already numbed her soul, but she always lingered, stubbornly persevering, just to wait until Lu Min.

"She said she died of illness." He Shu said.

what!

Ha ha!

Hahaha! ! !

As soon as the voice fell, the laughter of the ghosts sounded all over the body.

mockery, ridicule.

The female voice also laughed, full of irony.

"The night before the investigation, she was guilty of being a thief, for fear of being tried, she swallowed a lot of drugs and committed suicide!"

"Did you know? After I died, my grandma couldn't take the blow, so I couldn't take it anymore, and I passed away. My parents divorced when I was young, and they remarried each other. No one wanted me. Only my grandma took me and pulled me up. But she didn't even get a day of happiness because I died. Who should I hate? Who should I hate?!"

"Why, people who live hard and earnestly have to live so hard? Those beasts who eat the fat of the people and are selfish, but can live so well, even death has become a means of escape for her! She Why do you die so easily! Why?!"

"Heaven and earth are unfair, let's help judge!"

"Yes, we have been waiting for her for a long time. Sooner or later, she will cross the Naihe River!"

"I want to make her soulless, death is worse than life!"

The voices of the ghosts resounded in their ears. They were people who were directly or indirectly killed by Lu Min like a young girl.

Also, because of her, she committed suicide because she had nowhere to go. From then on, she would not accept it from the underworld and could not enter the reincarnation. She simply jumped into the Naihe River, using hatred as a tie.

No matter how painful Lu Min is now, these ghosts are as happy as they are. They laugh loudly, with tears in their laughter, blood and tears and obsessions floating in the Naihe River, interpreting the knot of death that can never be let go.

Their hatred was too deep, and no matter how tragically Lu Min died, it couldn't remove one tenth of the resentment in his heart.

With nowhere to burn their anger, they quickly shifted their target to He Shu.

"Why don't you come down with us too!"

"You want to help her, you should be damned!"

"Damn!"

"It's so comfortable here, come and accompany me!"

Countless whispers from far and near were sent by the Nether Wind and Nether Water, even with bitter and bitter hatred, it was a soft and low-key temptation.

The ethereal nothingness, but deceives people's hearts.

Tens of thousands of hands wrapped around like seaweed and kelp, gripping He Shu's body softly around fingers.

Not far away, Qian Baoshi and Ne Win were also treated the same way. Ne Win was even more tragic. Most of his lower body was submerged in the mud at the bottom of the river. Countless ghost hands stretched out from the mud and clinged to him, pulling his hands. The body continued to sink.

Help……

Ne Win opened his mouth, but could only make a silent mouth.

His face was blue and black, and some of the exposed skin had begun to rot and fall.

It seems curious that He Shu still cares about others, and seems to be dissatisfied with He Shu's behavior.

The charming voice actually kindly explained it for him.

"He has carried too many human lives on his body, and the thick smell of blood can be smelled all over the river, and some souls who have been sleeping for hundreds of years have been awakened and rushed over to get a share..."

Ne Win has a life in his hands, which is normal for their identities. If Ne Win was a good person with a bottom line, he would not be a black-clothed head-down master.

But He Shu didn't expect that the famous black-clothed head-down master in Southeast Asia would die in such a place.

"Your soul smells so good..."

The voice changed the topic and landed on He Shu.

"How wonderful it is here, stay here, I will always be with you, okay?"