Monk Wu Xin flashed his flashlight and ran over there immediately. Sun Laizi and I also ran over out of curiosity.
"What on earth can fall out of the Huangquan River?"
Sun Laizi was a little surprised.
"It was rolled to the river bank by the waves of Huangquan River."
Monk Wuxin said excitedly: "If it is a great treasure, we will make a fortune."
With that said, the three of us rushed over.
The Yellow Spring River from the underworld is very strange. The ground where the Yellow Spring water flows is dry, not even a drop of Yellow Spring water is left.
Such an evil thing is simply unbelievable.
If it weren't for the cold atmosphere still lingering here, we would all wonder if we were just blinded.
"found it."
Monk Wuxin suddenly exclaimed that he had found an object rolled out of the Huangquan River.
At this moment, I am looking at it with a flashlight.
"What is it?"
Sun Laizi and I both ran over.
"It's a wood carving. I was so happy for nothing. I thought the object rolled out from the Huangquan River would be a great treasure."
Monk Wuxin lost interest, retracted his gaze and started looking elsewhere.
He wanted to try his luck and hope to gain something else.
Sun Laizi picked it up and looked at it twice. He was also not interested, so he threw it to me.
It's really a wood carving.
What was carved was a woman.
But the carving art is exquisite, as lifelike as a painting.
As I looked at it, an inexplicable sadness suddenly arose in my heart.
At this moment, a picture appeared in front of my eyes.
The sky appeared in the picture, a dark red sky with white clouds floating in it.
And under the sky is a river.
It was a very wide river, and the water was as black as ink, rolling and surging.
That river is the Netherworld's Huangquan River.
There is a rock in the middle of the Huangquan River, and a tall woman with waterfall-like hair stands on top of it.
The woman, dressed in white, was looking at the flowers on the shore in trance.
But she was facing away from me, so I could only see her back.
That back figure is very lonely.
It still feels very desolate to me.
"Looking at her, why do I want to cry so much?"
Looking at the woman in white in the picture, the sadness surging in my heart at this moment became even stronger, making my eyes red and full of tears.
Even the chest felt like a needle prick.
"Who is she?"
I muttered to myself, "Why does it make me so sad?"
At this moment, the woman in white in the picture slowly turned around with a smile on her face.
Her facial features are exquisite and her appearance is peerless, like a fairy walking out of the picture.
And I stared blankly, and suddenly my mind was roaring, and I was full of emotions.
The woman in the picture turned out to be Ji Guyue.
"daughter in law……"
I murmured, tears streaming down my face.
At this moment, a bright light pierced the sky.
That's a huge sword.
The giant sword flashed with cold light, bursting out with mighty pressure, carrying the power of destroying the heaven and the earth.
Ji Guyue watched and opened her arms to face the giant sword.
puff!
That sword directly penetrated Ji Guyue's chest, and bright red blood flowed out, dyeing her clothes as red as snow.
At the same time, the whole person flew out upside down.
Across the void.
Falling down towards Huangquan River.
There was blood on the corner of Ji Guyue's mouth, her beautiful eyes were staring into the void, and her gorgeous face showed a bright smile.
Then he slowly said: "Being able to die in your hands is also a blessing for me..."
As these words fell, Ji Guyue fell into the Huangquan River.
A wave came.
He immediately disappeared into the Huangquan River.
"No……"
I yelled hysterically, with a hideous face and grief.
But at this moment, an anxious and vicissitudes of voice suddenly sounded in my ears, "Wake up, Changsheng, please wake up."
Followed.
The picture in front of me collapsed, and I was immediately brought back to reality.
Monk Wuxin and Sun Laizi stood next to me.
And I still hold the wood carving in my hand.
"Changsheng, please wake up."
Cripple Sun was so anxious that he jumped up and raised his hand to slap me in the face.
Monk Wu Xin recited Buddhist mantras to me.
"I'm all right."
I raised my hand and grabbed Sun Laizi's hand, but my face was already burning. I thought I had been slapped several times by Sun Laizi.
"You finally woke up?"
Sun Laizi asked anxiously: "What's going on with you, Changsheng? Why are you looking so sad and crying so hard that you can't wake up no matter how much we shout?"
"I looked at this wood carving and suddenly I saw something."
I said, "I saw my wife standing on the rocks of Huangquan River and then being killed by a giant sword."
I briefly described the scene I saw.
"Brother, your mind must be affected."
Monk Wu Xin said: "The Huangquan River is so dark and evil. This wood carving has been soaked in the Huangquan River for I don't know how many years. Throw it away."
Being reminded like this, I quickly threw away the wood carving in my hand.
But when I really threw it away, I actually felt reluctant to let it go.
"Is your mind affected?"
Sun Laizi asked me worriedly: "Is there any other problem?"
"fine."
I smiled and said, "I made you worry."
"Brother, this is all my fault."
Monk Wuxin smiled bitterly and said, "If I hadn't been greedy, this would never have happened to you."
"It doesn't matter."
I smiled and said, "Nothing happened to me."
Without delay, I immediately walked towards the exit at the heart of the mountain.
But let's be cautious.
The big forces in the monastic world are each more difficult to deal with, and being targeted would be a big problem.
The Fan family is a typical example.
Even if I can now control the Tao Qi in my body and have enough strength, I still can't be careless.
Song Cuihua and Ghost Driver have also not left yet.
She sent the ghost driver to inquire about information from all parties. At this time, the ghost driver had just returned from inquiring about information.
The ghost driver's eyes were filled with fear and he looked like he was in shock.
He is just a lonely ghost, and he has to face cultivators from all forces. If he is discovered, his life may be handed over to him.
"Miss Song, our behavior is seeking death."
The ghost driver wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, and said angrily to Song Cuihua: "There is no cultivator from any force that we can offend. Why are we trying to find out so much information?"
"I have to find a way to find a way out for my husband."
"It's useless. Chen Changsheng is facing all the major forces in the monastic world."
The ghost driver said: "Even if he brings out the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum from Diaochan's ancient tomb, it will only cause trouble and he has no ability to take it away."
"Is there no other way?"
"What else can be done?"
The ghost driver said sarcastically: "I'm just an ordinary evil ghost, I've only been dead for half a year, and you are only half human and half ghost now, right? You are even weaker than me."
"Now it's hard for me to do ghosts."
Song Cuihua said distressedly: "The remnant soul of mine has been completely integrated with the soul of the original owner. I am now an ordinary person."
"That's it. Without absolute strength, any method is useless."
The ghost driver said: "Unless he is willing to give up the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in his hand, otherwise, we can only prepare a coffin board for your husband."
"I'm afraid this is the only way."
Looking at the ghost driver, Song Cuihua asked, "Have you found any other information?"
