The dead soul's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously wanted to pull his leg back, but his whole body suddenly froze and his expression became dull.
Almost at the same time, countless water ghosts appeared on the shore, scrambling to grab his legs and drag him into the water. Then a group of water ghosts densely packed on him and started biting him.
At that moment, it seemed as if every drop of Forget River water was transformed by water ghosts and evil spirits. It was really good news for people with trypophobia.
Although the dead soul had lost consciousness, it still instinctively felt pain and struggled desperately.
It's a pity that he couldn't compete with the endless water ghosts around him, and was eventually pulled into the water. When the other water ghosts dispersed after eating, a new water ghost floated up, with the same facial expressions as the previous ones.
Full of resentment and viciousness, he stared at the dead souls on the shore, as if he wanted to drag a few more down to keep him company.
Seeing this scene, the dead souls all took a few steps back and looked at Wangchuan in front of them with great fear.
"Okay, come here one by one. Anyone who makes trouble again will be thrown into the water." Zu An said viciously. Judging from the situation just now, it seems that none of these guys are good people. They can only persuade others with virtue.
Coupled with the misery of the unlucky ghost just now, these words were really intimidating. Although the dead souls were still pushing and pushing, they were still able to line up.
Soon the dead souls boarded the boat one by one, and they all handed over a coin in a flattering manner. Zu Anxin thought what I wanted these ghost coins for.
However, he noticed that those coins seemed a bit unusual, so he took them anyway.
These coins were not the paper money he saw burned in his previous life. They were round on the outside and square on the inside, similar to copper coins, but the material was not any metal, but something special.
"This is...merit?" Zu An was surprised. He had heard Hei Bai Wuchang mention it before. The most important thing in the Netherworld is merit. If the ghost has enough merit, then he will not have to suffer in hell, but can go directly to the six realms.
Reincarnation.
The higher the merit, the easier it is to have a good pregnancy.
Even if some extremely vicious villains endure all the punishment and torture in hell and wash away all their sins, because their merits are too low, they can often only be reincarnated into the lower realms such as animals.
Not to mention those dead souls, even ghosts such as Black and White and Wuchang, their daily salary seems to be merit. Any spending in the underworld can be exchanged for merit. This thing is a hard currency.
No wonder Black and White Wuchang said that the Wangchuan ferryman was a good man, and it turned out that the ferry fee he received was a merit!
I don't know where these dead souls got this kind of money. I guess it was the paper money burned by their relatives in the underworld, and then there was an organization similar to the Merit Bank in the Netherworld that exchanged it for them.
Soon the boat was filled with passengers, and Zu An also received dozens of merit coins. Although they were of no use for the time being, Zu An still collected them.
Just like this, the boat was rowed to the other side. The water in Wangchuan River was extremely rough along the way, and the whole boat seemed very bumpy.
The dead souls on the boat were not brave enough to fight at this time. They huddled in the middle of the boat and stayed away from the side of the boat.
It turned out that there were water ghosts from the Forgotten River swimming with the boat along the way. From time to time, they stretched out their claws to grab at the boat, trying to pull the dead souls off the boat and suffer with them.
It's just that this ship seems to have a magical power that prevents those water ghosts from getting too close.
But their vicious nature drives them to constantly try to pull the dead souls on the boat into the water, so the ghosts on the boat are in danger.
Seeing those dead souls trembling, Zu An couldn't help but feel a little funny.
Speaking of what the material of this ship is, it can actually float in the water of the Forgotten River without sinking. You must know that according to legend, even a feather can sink in the water of the Forgotten River.
And this oar seems to be integrated with the boat, but I can't tell what material it is made of.
To a certain extent, this ship is also an artifact. Is it possible to get rid of it?
Unknowingly, Zu An had sent a boatload of dead souls to the other side. As soon as they reached the shore, the dead souls jumped in hastily. They didn't even want to say another word to him. They just wanted to get as far away from this terrifying River of Forgetfulness as possible.
Zu An felt a little bit pained. Could it be that he had to be a ferryman here to transport these dead souls?
He shouldered an important mission, so of course he would not really work as a coolie here, so he jumped off the ship and thought about going to the places ahead to see if he could get any information.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "If you want to be qualified to participate in the trial, you must become the undisputed king in your respective areas of the Netherworld."
Zu An's expression changed. This was the voice of the mysterious colossus: "Did you come here too? Where are you now?"
The voice seemed not to have heard it, and did not respond to him. Instead, he continued: "As a ferryman of the Forgotten River, today is the last day of the competition. As of the third watch, who will ferry you across the shore during this period?"
The one with the most dead souls and the more merit he earns will be the king of the Forgotten River Ferryman and will be eligible to participate in the trial."
After hearing this, Zu An's pupils tightened: "!!!"
Are you kidding? He has only been here for a short period of time, and he has only crossed a boatload of fifty souls.
The other ferrymen have been here for who knows how long, and as many as eight thousand souls have been ferried there.
As if sensing his doubts, a message suddenly appeared in his mind.
The number one ferryman has completed the number of 18,800 dead souls.
The second one is the 18,600 dead souls.
The third place is 18,500 dead souls.
…
The tenth place also has tens of thousands.
The gap between the next ones is relatively large, and it is obvious that the final winner will be among the top three.
The name of the last one, Zu An, is particularly eye-catching, and only thirty-eight of them have been completed so far.
I'll give you a thumbs up!
Zu An finally understood why he had gone to talk to the ferryman next door, but the other party ignored him at all. They were busy competing, so who wants to waste time with you?
Zu An took a deep breath and asked, "What time is it now?"
Now in the underworld, he doesn't know the specific time here. He hopes that one day, he can still think of a solution.
Even if it takes half a day, there may be a chance. I can ask Black and White Wuchang and the Bull Head Horse Face to help me and see if I can counterattack.
At this time, the voice rang: "It is already the second watch, and there is still about an hour before the time ends."
Zu An: "..."
"Aren't you my old friend? Why did you send me in to face such a deceptive situation?"
"I don't understand what you are talking about. This competition will follow the principles of fairness, justice and openness."
At this time, Zu An's eyes were filled with sparks, and he wanted to kill someone.
In such a short time, even if he drives an aircraft carrier, he can't catch up!
He looked at the Forgotten River ferrymen on the side, and suddenly a thought occurred in his mind. If he wanted to win the first place, it seemed that he didn't necessarily have to have the most points.
As long as I kill all the players ranked ahead of me, wouldn't I be number one?
Just as he was about to take action, the voice of the colossus sounded in his heart again: "I advise you not to do this. This time the competition is about who has attracted the most souls, not who is the strongest among the Forgotten River Ferrymen. Now.
Those ferrymen are all people with great merits. If you kill them to seize the treasure, you will cause more sins than the merits you gain, and you may fall into the endless hell. And every ferryman has
The secret technique of Wangchuan, on this Wangchuan, you may not be able to defeat them."
Zu An gritted his teeth and said, "But what should I do with so little time left!"
The voice fell into silence, and after a while he said: "I don't know why you appear here, and I still have my breath on you, but since you can be sent here, there must be a reason, and I believe you can do it.
arrive."
Zu An said coldly: "Apart from these words of encouragement, can't you provide other help?"
His heart moved slightly. Listening to this guy's tone, it seemed that he and the giant statue outside were separate. Although they were the same existence, their thoughts, memories, etc. were not connected.
"I just reminded you that I have given you the greatest help, otherwise you would be sinking into hell now." The voice said.