A waning moon hung high in the sky, its surface pale, like the face of a white skull.
A long river is mighty and mighty, flowing in the strange time and space under the miserable moon. It is unknown where it comes from and where it is going.
The river is turbulent and dark, with ghost figures surfing and demon corpses rising and falling from time to time.
A small boat walks silently on the long dark river.
There were three figures standing on the boat, a leisurely scholar in blue shirt, a delicate girl in fox fur, and a boatman in a bamboo hat and raincoat.
This is the scene after Li Changyi and Hu Kexin followed the boat and entered the Ghost Trailing River.
Hu Kexin had seen ghosts dragging the river in ancient books before, but she never thought that one day she would enter it.
She looked at the rushing and ghostly Ghost River, and then looked at the miserable moon in the sky, which was very strange.
Looking at the boatman on the bow of the boat, he looked carefully for a while before confirming that the tall figure wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat was not a real person, but a wooden sculpture.
A rough wooden man with no nose or mouth!
No wonder it never made any sound.
Finally, the delicate girl looked at herself and the green-shirted figure beside her, and found that both of them had turned into shadows, as if they had merged into this strange space.
This discovery surprised the girl.
Li Chaoyi noticed something strange about her and explained: "I used [celestial induction] to allow us to communicate with this strange space and become one."
"Otherwise, don't let anyone come near this river, and we won't be able to stay here for a long time."
The girl understood, and couldn't help but said in amazement: "Sir, you are really a talented Confucian scholar with peerless charm! I read in "Guang Ji of Three Religions and Hundreds of Schools" that Confucianism [the influence of heaven and man], and Taoism [Tao follows nature],
Buddhism's "Four Elements Are Empty" is the most extraordinary and unparalleled magical power among the three religions."
"Among the hundreds of schools of thought, only a few great magical powers, such as the Legalist [Significance is followed] and the Military [Soldiers who subjugate the enemy without fighting], can rival them."
"This great supernatural power cannot be understood by a peerless scholar. In the future, sir, you will definitely transcend the world and become a saint, becoming another great Confucian saint in our Bei Zhi Gezhou!"
Li Xianyue smiled and said warmly: "You have read a lot of books, well, you are quite good at complimenting others."
The delicate girl was a little shy and said, "I'm not flattering you, I really think your grace is extraordinary and unparalleled by ordinary people."
Seeing that Li Changyi didn't care, she turned around and said: "I have been weak and weak since I was a child. My grandparents, father, and aunt were afraid that something would happen to me, so they rarely took me down the mountain. I had nothing to do, so I could only read more books.
To pass the time."
"Recently I read an article called "Biden Tan" by Mr. Zhou Qingjin of Zhaohu Academy. It not only talks about the advantages of the three religions and a hundred schools of thought, but also details the shortcomings of each school."
"Hanshan Academy, where you belong, is one of the four major Confucian academies in Beizhou. I wonder what you think about the shortcomings and shortcomings of the three schools and hundreds of schools?"
Li Chaoyi glanced at the delicate girl with some surprise. He obviously took the risk to treat you and resolve the ghost river mark. Why are you talking about Tao with me?
However, seeing that the girl was sincerely asking for advice, he also became serious, thought for a while and replied: "The three religions and hundreds of schools have different purposes. They can become the world's schools and all have their own strengths."
"However, there are no perfect people in the world, and there is no perfect learning. The three religions and hundreds of schools of thought all have their shortcomings."
"As for discussing the strengths and weaknesses of each school to make up for its shortcomings, I have not learned enough and my knowledge is still shallow, so I dare not speak nonsense."
"You need to read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, and see all kinds of things. If you can understand the truth in one day, you can dare to formulate a grand theory and announce it to the world."
The girl's eyes were filled with color when she heard this: "Is this where the great road lies, sir?"
Li Chaoyi shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just casual chat, don't take it seriously."
The green-shirted scholar returned to his leisurely and leisurely appearance.
The delicate girl remembered his eloquent talk just now in her heart.
Under the cold light of the miserable moon, the boat sailed on the dark and surging river, looking lonely and small, like a duckweed in the sky and earth.
A thin and vague mark of a grimace floated in front of the boat, guiding the direction.
This is after coming to Guiyi Changhe, Li Qianyi used a secret method to activate the Guihe mark hidden in the delicate girl's body. Only through it can the original owner be found.
The wooden boatman standing on the bow of the boat cannot speak, and seems to have no independent consciousness. To change the direction, increase or decrease the speed, all he has to do is throw autumn harvest money into the boat lantern.
Suddenly, the boat was shrouded in a thick fog that suddenly appeared.
Countless pale hands emerged from the dense fog, grabbing at the boat from all directions, trying to overturn the boat and pulling Li, Hu Kexin, and even the wooden boatman into the thick fog.
It was the first time for Hu Kexin to encounter such a scene. She couldn't help but feel frightened and leaned closer to Li Xiangyi.
Li Chaoyi was very calm, as if he had expected it, and used his awe-inspiring aura to transform into a body-protecting divine weapon to protect himself and the delicate girl.
At the same time, he recited the sage's article: "The so-called Tao of Taihe contains the nature of ups and downs, ups and downs, movement and stillness, and mutual understanding. It is the beginning of the generation of waves, swings, victory and defeat, bending and stretching..."
"Ghosts and gods are also responsible for the movement of Qi, from the beginning to the end. Who can leave it behind..."
"The pagoda reveals ghosts, which means that after the death of consciousness, one is subject to the cycle of rebirth, and then becomes tired of suffering and seeks to be saved. Can it be said that one knows ghosts?"
"Ghosts return, return to the emptiness of Taixu..."
The sage's articles recited by Li Qianyi are "Zheng Meng's Annotations by Zhang Zizheng", "Zheng Meng" written by Hengqu sage Zhang Zi, and annotated by Mr. Chuanshan, a later sage, which combines the classics, meanings and rhymes of the two Confucian sages.
At this time, when he chanted, with the aura of awe-inspiring as his body, the majesty of the brilliant holy light came out with his voice. The infinite power of the holy light not only stirred up the boat, but also dispersed into the thick fog.
Those big pale hands that were grabbing at the boat were quickly wiped out like ice and snow as soon as they encountered the might of the Holy Ming.
After a while, all the big pale hands and the strange thick fog disappeared.
The surroundings of the boat returned to clear light, the moon still shone coldly, and the deep river surged.
Li Qianyi also removed the body-protecting divine weapon, and the two of them continued to remain in shadow state.
Hu Kexin's eyebrows suddenly moved, and his body shivered.
"What's wrong?"
The delicate girl was a little confused and said with some discomfort: "I seem to know where the original owner who planted the ghost river mark on me is."
"And, I feel a little heartbroken."
Li Xiangyou frowned: "Heartache?"
He used the [Dayi Secret Technique] to deduce, but there was no result. The ghost dragged on the long river, the yin and yang were chaotic, the secret was unpredictable, and it was difficult to calculate.
He took out three pieces of autumn harvest money and handed them to Hu Kexin, saying: "Here and there, throw them away and tell the boatman where you are going."
The delicate girl nodded and threw three autumn harvest coins into the fish lantern.
The next moment, the entire boat was flying across the sky.
At the same time, the ghostly face mark floating on the bow of the ship was constantly twisting and shaking, as if it had been stimulated by something and was about to come to life.
About three-quarters of an hour later, the boat passed through a wall of surging waves and arrived at a place filled with mist and darkness.
Deep in the dark mist, there is a small island made of countless corpses.
There is an altar made of bones on the island.
As soon as he arrived in this dark area, Hu Kexin's heartache became even stronger.
And when she got close to the island and saw the bone altar, her whole heart ached, her body bent, and layers of sweat broke out on her forehead.
Li Chaoyi once again sent a few waves of awe-inspiring energy to her to ease her pain.
At the same time, I also understand why she reacted this way.
Above the altar on the small island, there was a huge black mist, sometimes turning into an ancient ghost fox, sometimes turning into a strange giant mouth.
Under the black mist, on the bone altar, lay a white fox with dried flesh and blood.
The original aura exuded by the white fox is the same as the innate power in the delicate girl's body that has always protected her.
The girl's face was pale. Looking at the white fox lying on the altar, tears filled her eyes before she knew it.