"We are very short of weapons there."
The young man was a little reluctant to leave.
"Then take it with you."
Gu Han didn't care and put the iron rod into the storage ring. Then he took the boy with him and the three of them went to the so-called safe place again.
…
He just left not long ago.
The ghost energy gathered here again, and another figure actually walked out of it.
Compared with the green-faced ghost before, he has red hair and a red face, and his body is also red. He looks very different, but his stature is much shorter. The biggest difference is that his hands are very long and thin, and the ends of the knuckles are all
There are sharp bone spurs growing out, with a cold light and a faint flash of blood.
"waste!"
He didn't care at all about the death of the green-faced ghost, but laughed at him, "You can't even deal with a small prey, so there's no point in living!"
"kindness?"
Talking room.
He seemed to smell something, and a trace of greed suddenly flashed in his eyes. He walked directly in front of a pool of fresh blood. His scarlet tongue, which was about two feet long, stuck out and got a little blood on it. His body suddenly started to tremble with excitement.
.
“Delicious!”
“So delicious!”
He suddenly looked in the direction where Gu Han was leaving, and said with an intoxicated expression, "I have never drunk such delicious blood! This prey is mine!"
brush!
Talking room.
He turned into a red shadow and chased after Gu Han.
…
at the same time.
The young man had already led Gu Han and Gu Han to that safe place, and a cold death intention also fell within their perception.
This breath.
They are not unfamiliar, they are exactly the same as those on Ren Wu and Ren Liu.
Here...
There is a ferryman to the underworld!
"Could it be..."
Gu Han's expression perked up, "He is here to perform a mission? We happened to meet him?"
"It's also possible that he was injured."
Leng Yushu thought for a while, "So you stay here to heal?"
r> "This is it."
The young man looked at the cave with awe on his face, "There is a messenger inside, who has been here for many, many years. If we go in, he will protect us."
many years?
Gu Han was stunned, "How many years has it been?"
"have no idea."
The young man shook his head, "When my father was the same age as me, this messenger was here. We usually encountered hundreds of ghosts walking in the night. If we didn't have time to go back, we would hide here. The messenger was very nice.
Although he never talks to us, he never chases us away..."
Oops!
The two of them felt their hearts sink.
"Let's go and have a look!"
Having said this, the two of them took the boy into the cave without hesitation, and the coldness and death were much stronger than outside!
The cave is not deep.
Only a few feet.
In just a few steps, a few people reached the depths of the cave and saw the messenger the young man spoke of.
Wearing a ghost-faced robe.
Wearing a devil mask.
He closed his eyes and crossed his legs, sitting there motionless. He was undoubtedly a ferryman from the underworld.
With a plop.
The young man knelt down respectfully and kept kowtowing, "I'm disturbing the messenger."
"He is dead."
Gu Han suddenly spoke.
The ghost-faced robe and mask both have the function of masking one's own aura. Outsiders cannot see it, but he understands that this underworld ferryman... is actually dead, and has been dead for many years.
"ah?"
The young man was stunned on the spot.
Gu Han shook his head, feeling a little heavy.
It's a small thing to have your hopes dashed.
Mainly, I feel sorry for what happened to this unknown ferryman.
No matter what his status was during his lifetime, he died alone in another world without even a body collector.
Yes, even the other party's relatives and friends may not know about it at all, and the outcome will be quite miserable.
For a while.
His resentment towards Ren Liu dissipated a lot.
As a ferryman.
I am afraid that I have already made such awareness and preparations.
"That's all."
He shook his head, "Meeting each other is fate, just..."
Sudden!
His body trembled, and a trace of pain flashed between his brows, but the effect of the Blood Spirit Art gradually disappeared, and the backlash struck again. Visible to the naked eye, his face became older again, and the aura on his body could not stop.
The place of residence fell down.
Leng Yushu's tears welled up again.
"Don't waste it!"
Gu Han endured the pain and hurriedly reached out to pick it up.
Cold rain and sparse...
"Don't stop."
Gu Han was a little dissatisfied, "Keep crying."
"..."
Leng Yushu bit his lip.
She also wanted to cooperate, but she really couldn't cry anymore!
boom!
To be continued...