The river under the bridge is silent and deep, as if it hides countless secrets.
With every step he took, the stone slabs made a dull echo, intertwining with the sound of the waves of the river to form a strange melody.
Qin Wuyan and I looked around nervously, knowing full well that in this dark land, every inch of land might hide unforeseen dangers.
Just as we were walking cautiously, suddenly, there was a strange crying sound from under the bridge, the sound was shrill, full of unwillingness and anger.
I was startled and immediately stopped, realizing that the sound was unusual.
Qin Wuyan also looked in the direction of the river warily, frowning.
"Science, be careful, there may be something in the river." Qin Wuyan reminded me in a low voice.
I nodded, clenched the mahogany sword in my hand, and prepared to deal with the sudden attack.
At this moment, the river suddenly started churning, and a vague figure slowly rose from the water.
This figure looked twisted and broken, as if it were pieced together from countless painful souls.
"What is that?!" I asked nervously.
Qin Wuyan squinted his eyes and observed with a solemn expression: "This may be a water ghost, or some kind of resentful spirit from hell.
Its existence is full of resentment and pain, and we must deal with it carefully. "
The water ghost's eyes glowed with a cold blue light. It let out a deafening scream and then pounced on us.
I quickly swung the mahogany sword and unleashed a sword energy to attack it.
Qin Wuyan also used the Heaven Burying Technique at the same time, releasing balls of blue flames to attack the sudden enemy.
The water ghost was hit by our attack, let out an angry howl, and his body became more illusory.
But it didn't seem to be hurt too much. Instead, it became more and more violent, summoning countless water arrows from the water and shooting at us.
We couldn't dodge, so we could only use Taoist magic to resist.
Suddenly, I remembered a spell that could be used to deal with water ghosts, and I quickly chanted the spell, and the peach wood sword in my hand gave off a dazzling light.
This ray of light shines straight at the water ghost, trapping it in a cage of light.
The water ghost struggled and howled miserably, but in the end he could not escape.
Eventually, under our combined attack, it turned into a puff of smoke and dissipated in the air.
We breathed a sigh of relief and moved on.
But this stone bridge seems endless. With every step you take, the surrounding scenery will change subtly, as if telling the mystery and terror of the depths of hell.
Our footsteps echoed on the stone slabs, evoking long-silent echoes that swirled in the darkness, creating an oppressive and unsettling atmosphere.
As we went deeper, there was an indescribable coldness in the air, and it seemed that every gust of wind was cutting the skin.
I felt my breathing become heavy and my heartbeat quicken uneasily.
Qin Wuyan whispered: "Science, do you feel it? The air here is full of suffocating evil."
I nodded, but there was an indescribable premonition in my heart.
The mahogany sword in my hand seemed to feel this ominous aura. The sword trembled slightly and made a low sound.
Our vision is extremely limited in this dark environment, and we can only rely on our perception and Taoist skills to detect the surrounding movements.
Suddenly, a strange sound came from the darkness ahead, like some kind of creature whispering.
Qin Wuyan raised the magic weapon in his hand alertly and looked nervously in the direction of the source of the sound.
I hold the mahogany sword tightly, ready to deal with possible dangers at any time.
The sound gets closer and closer, gradually becoming clearer.
It was a low and hoarse voice that sounded extremely strange, as if it was full of resentment and pain.
"Who is there?" Qin Wuyan asked loudly.
The voice paused, then answered: "Just a soul lost in this darkness."
We looked at each other and cautiously approached the source of the sound.
As we approached, a vague figure gradually appeared in our field of vision.
It was an old man wearing a shabby robe, his face was pale, and his eyes revealed deep despair.
"Who are you?" I asked.
The old man sighed: "I was a Taoist priest. Because of a failed spell, I was trapped in this hell and could not escape."
Qin Wuyan held the magic weapon nervously and did not let down his guard: "Do you know where this is? How can we leave?"
The old Taoist priest shook his head: "This is the edge of hell, full of
Danger and uncertainty.
To leave, you must find a passage to the depths of hell, but that is a road full of tricks and traps.
I tried to find a way out but failed every time. "
My heart tightened and I felt a heavy pressure.
The purpose of our coming here is to find grandpa's soul, but now it seems that this task is more difficult than I expected.
"Then do you know what dangers there are in this hell? Or is there any information that can help us?" I asked.
The old Taoist priest sighed, with a complicated expression flashing in his eyes: "In hell, the greatest danger is not only the evil spirits and monsters, but the greater threat comes from yourself.
Here, your deepest fears and darkest thoughts come true.
Moreover, time and space here are distorted, and you may lose your way or even lose yourself without knowing it. "
Qin Wuyan and I looked at each other, and we could both see a hint of uneasiness in each other's eyes.
This information makes our task even more difficult.
"Is there any way to protect us or help us find a passage?" Qin Wuyan asked.
The old Taoist priest pondered for a while, and then said slowly: "There is an ancient spell that can temporarily protect you from the power of hell, but it requires a certain price.
As for the passage, you must rely on your own wisdom and courage. I cannot give you exact guidance. "
After hearing this, we all felt a heavy responsibility.
This journey to hell is far more dangerous and complicated than we imagined.
"What is this spell? We must know." I said firmly.
The old Taoist priest slowly took out a simple wooden box. After opening it, there lay a stone that looked ordinary but exuded a faint light.
"This is a 'centering stone', which can protect your mind from being disturbed by the power of hell to a certain extent.
But remember, its power is limited. Once the power is exhausted, you will face the full invasion of hell again. "
Qin Wuyan took the wooden box and carefully observed the stone.
A complicated light flashed in his eyes, as if he was weighing the pros and cons of this choice.
"We accept this centering stone and thank you for your help." Qin Wuyan finally decided.
