Resist the cultivation of immortals, I use forbidden techniques to win longevity

Chapter 12 Heavenly Kills Return to Heavenly Kills, Earthly Kills Return to Earthly Kills!

The faint light on the underworld flickered, and when the wooden boat docked, a slender and white palm wiped away the candlelight, and the place fell into darkness again. You could hear the rumbling sound of the river, which was deafening. A figure, covered in mist and dressed in white, walked towards this side after getting off the boat.

Chu Sheng was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward and said.

"Boatman, I want to cross the river."

It was a woman about 27 or [-], dressed in white, with a gentle voice, Chu Sheng couldn't see her face clearly but could feel her surprise, as if she heard something unbelievable.

"Tonight in Huangquan?" She asked again as if sure.

"Well, I have something important to do, and I have to go to Huanglao Village on the other side of Huangquan tonight. Can I ask the boatman sister to take me there? As long as you ask, I will go for as much as you want." Yuyangzi left He gave Chu Sheng a lot of silver taels before, even if the opponent's lion opened his mouth, Chu Sheng could hold on.

Unexpectedly, the boatman who had just landed refused: "Stop pulling, the boat has landed tonight, little Taoist priest, where did you come from, and where do you go back."

"What time will the ferry start tomorrow?"

"I won't show it tomorrow either."

The woman in white waved her hand, as if she was afraid of getting into some trouble, and left in a hurry until she walked a long way and looked towards the underworld, making sure that the Taoist priest in white hadn't followed, then patted the waves in front of her with lingering fear, Surprised and uncertain, he murmured: "July [-]th passes through the Yellow Springs, is that little Taoist a human or a ghost?"

"Forget it, if it's a ghost, it's fine if you don't catch up. If it's a human... I guess it will soon become a ghost. After night falls, there will be no living people in this hell."

……

Hearing this, Chu Sheng felt a little anxious. He watched the man leave, but he couldn’t keep him. The deadline given by Yuyangzi was before dusk the day after tomorrow, so he had to cross the river tonight. As a result, the only boatman stopped. The turbulent Huangquan is like a prehistoric beast crawling on the mountains and rivers, which makes people feel palpitating.

Suddenly, a candle was lit in the dark night.

Swaying faintly.

"Master Dao, do you want to take a boat?" A charming and seductive voice suddenly entered Chu Sheng's ears clearly, and Chu Sheng felt his heart become hot all of a sudden. A wooden boat docked silently on the shore. The woman hooked her hand towards Chu Sheng, her bright eyes were filled with water and mist, and the waves were rippling.

Leaning against the mast, she was wearing a bright red close-fitting dress, extremely alluring.

Without hesitation, Chu Sheng boarded the boat.

Although the boat and woman that suddenly appeared were full of weirdness, Chu Sheng felt that since he stopped at the edge of Huangquan, his shoulders became more and more sore, and the invisible ghost lying on his back was lying on his back. Constantly urging myself.

With this feeling, a ghost grabbed his neck fiercely, forcing him to move forward.

and.

Even if there were no humans on board, he would have nothing to fear.

There are ghosts in Laozi's dreams and ghosts in his body, and Yuyangzi directly made him look like a ghost.

Having seen Yuyangzi kill people, Chu Sheng felt that the charming red-clothed woman in front of him could be described as cute even if she was a ghost.

"It's so mighty, Daoist." Seeing Chu Sheng stepped onto the boat without hesitation, the red-clothed woman's eyes were like silk, revealing an expression of admiration that could drive countless male creatures crazy. Looking at Chu Sheng, his eyes were full of demands.

Chu Sheng must be in his mind, and said seriously: "How much?"

"Master Dao, don't want money."

"It's so hot?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed. She leaned back and forth while laughing, and the flowers and branches trembled. The scene was somewhat indescribable. Soon she stood up and started to ferry.

The dim candlelight floats above this vast yellow spring.

Huangquan, which is as dark as an abyss, is like a demon with its huge mouth open, and the small wooden boat is swaying, like a fallen leaf amid raging waves.

Chu Sheng sat in the canopy, and as the ship shook, there were continuous creaking sounds, and the wind was howling outside, making people a little dizzy. At this time, the woman's charming voice came in.

"The leader of the trail, if you are sleepy, sleep for a while. The Yellow Spring is wide, and it will be even more unsettled tonight. It will take time to reach the other side."

At midnight, it is already early morning, does it take so long?
Chu Sheng was dizzy and his tinnitus was faint.

"Don't worry." Suddenly the woman's voice became sexy and charming: "I won't do anything to you."

Strange to say.

Chu Sheng was just a little dizzy from being swayed at first, but after hearing what the woman said, his consciousness gradually became sleepy. He seemed to smell a strange fragrance, which was refreshing and passionate like fire, as if it had turned into a puff of smoke. Chu Sheng was wrapped up completely, and lifted up floatingly.

He fell asleep.

Breathing gradually evenly, fell into the boat canopy.

"Little Daoist?"

"Little Daoist!"

Hearing that Chu Sheng didn't respond, the woman lightly rolled up her sleeves, revealing half of her snowy arms, and raised the corners of her lips, extremely seductive. She stood on the bow of the boat and lit a stick of incense. It was not until the smoke rose into the sky that she faced the yellow spring. The turbid river inside said: "Heaven kills to heaven, earth kills to earth, tonight I have a fate with this little Taoist leader, I hope you don't disturb me two."

She bowed three times, and then placed the stick of smoke three feet ahead of the boat.

The inexplicable burning of the stick of incense accelerated, and half of it burned in the blink of an eye, as if it was bitten off by something.

Seeing this, the woman was in pain and seemed reluctant to part with her, but she turned her head to look at the white-faced little Taoist priest lying in the canopy. He was handsome and burly in white, with an extraordinary temperament and a handsome appearance. She could only spit inwardly. Then she lit two more sticks of incense and stuck them on the bow of the boat, until three wisps of green mist floated straight up, and she was relieved.

The woman turned and walked into the canopy. She had a voluptuous figure, a willow waist that could not be grasped, and a white face that could be broken by blowing a bomb.

The woman bit her lip, and caressed Chu Sheng's face obsessively with her palm for a while, caressing Chu Sheng's strong body, but when she touched Chu Sheng's abdomen, her hand suddenly bounced off like an electric shock, as if she felt something inexplicable and terrible breath.

Her breathing was a little messy, and she stroked Chu Sheng's body again, teasingly said: "I underestimated you, it seems that you are called Daochang."

However, she didn't do anything excessive. Instead, she sat next to Chu Sheng and closed her eyes for a while, before lying quietly beside Chu Sheng.

The imagined madness did not happen.

The wooden boat swayed leisurely on the vast expanse of dark yellow springs, the wind was howling, the moonlight was bleak, a man and a woman were lying neatly on the boat, the man was handsome, the woman was charming, one white and one red, like a pair of people, their breathing rhythm gradually became the same stand up.

(End of this chapter)