Otherworldly Merchant

That thing is getting closer and closer, and we're all ready to do it.

“Looks like a boat!” The T-shirt man at the front suddenly said.

I set my eyes on Master Phoenix. If that's the case, a boat floats far above the river.

I saw the boat all dark and slightly pointy, slowly descending along the current, but for some years, the waves clapped, from time to time clattering.

Closer again, we can see perfectly, the ship is empty, nothing.

The T-shirt man walked two steps closer to the shore and pulled the boat over with an eight-sided sword.

There was a black rope tied to the bow of the boat, and I thought it was for the stakes. It's just that there's only half a cut left, and from the marks on the cut, it's probably just a short break, and definitely not because the rope is aging, but because it's artificial.

“That's weird!” The T-shirt man thought to himself: “According to the calculation just now, the boat should have been driven away by the winter elders. Even if it landed, it should not be used for the time being, it should be tied up first so that it can be used when it comes back. How could it break the rope and put it back? ”

“Or maybe they didn't break it.” Master Phoenix wears a burning red beard: “Probably the old man in the grey robe, or... what else is hidden inside the tomb that we don't know about. ”

“Never mind that much.” The T-shirt man said: "As long as we don't get the Sword of Dusk back, we have to keep going. It's inevitable whether we meet them or encounter a monster sooner or later. Now that we have a boat, let's take the waterway! Surely the builder has reason to leave the ship behind. ”

After that, he set the bow, indicating that Master Feng and I would go up first.

We just sat back on the boat, the T-shirt man pushed hard, and the boat went back to the heart of the river.

The direction of the current was going against us, and T-shirt men and I quickly waved the sword in our hands, acting as paddles for the time being and strolling hard.

The river is not fast, there is little resistance, and the boat travels extremely fast under the strong swing of the two of us.

Twenty minutes later, the waters of the otherwise bright and transparent river sank, deepening and narrowing.

Immediately afterwards, after drilling a dark hole, both sides of the river became towering stone walls, leaving only the waterway in front of them to walk.

Fortunately, we just chose to take the boat, and if we continue to walk on the shore, I'm afraid we'll have to go into the water now.

The current is getting faster and faster, and me and the T-shirt men won't let it loose at all.

Squeaks...

Suddenly, there was a squeak on both sides of the boat as if something had snapped at it.

“There's something in the water!” Master Phoenix hurried to fold the fan and summon a small fireball.

I looked through the fire, but it was two bodies.

The two bodies were extremely tall and should have been two metres up and down. They appeared to have been dead for many years, and the flesh on them had dried up, leaving only the skeleton. Strangely enough, their clothes haven't been spoiled, they're big red robes, and they're weird in style, much like the Catholic Church from the West.

The bones were swept down by the river and squeaked abundantly on the boat's side.

“Row left!” The T-shirt man sitting on the bow shouted.

I hurried to swing my knife and pulled it so hard on the right side of the boat that just as soon as the boat staggered, a big piece of white stuff floated over the water.

I turned my head and it was all white bones!

This large white bone was swept by the river and rolled away.

Master Feng manipulated the small fireball and flew to the far end of the boat, illuminating the view ahead.

At a distance of the fire, the view ahead was clear, but the three of us couldn't help but jump. The river ahead was filled with white bones!

Beneath the river, it's filled full, and if it hits, it's bound to tip over!

“Come on, grab the stone wall!” The T-shirt man commanded loudly.

I stabbed my knife and stuck it in the seam of the river stone. Master Phoenix also stretched out his dead hands to hold it.

The boat rushes down and looks like it's going to hit a white bone.

The T-shirt man shouted: "Go! ”

A lightning flashed on the Eight-hand sword, chopping it towards the white bone pile.

After a blast, the white bone pile was raw and swept out of a hole!

“Come on, now!” T-shirt men shouted.

I immediately pulled out a double knife, slaughtered him on the stone wall, and Master Phoenix kicked him.

By reacting, the boat fired like an arrow off a string.

The three of us finally escaped from the white bone pile after daring not to rest and making another rowful journey.

Twenty minutes later, under the illumination of the fireball, we found many chains of iron hanging from the top of the hole in front of us, each with a thick wrist and thousands of feet. There's something sporadic going on up there.

When the boat gets closer, you can see it clearly. There's a man hanging on it!

Like the white bones in the river just now, they were already wind-dried, floating at the top of the hole, dense and numb, unable to see the edge, afraid of thousands!

It seems that the white bones in the previous river were also hanging on top, and the few people walking in front of them fell off reluctantly in the way.

What the hell is this place, and what's going on with these people? None of us spoke and were all stunned by the sight in front of us.

After more than half an hour of backflow, this stunning scene finally came to an end.

Meanwhile, the river is at its root--

They flow from a huge black rock.

The black stone has a long staircase that leads to a dark hole.

The T-shirt man jumped ashore and pulled the boat into a dark corner, chained to a stone pile.

Then Master Phoenix and I found some stones and pressed them onto the boat, allowing it to sink slightly into the water and hide. After all, we'll have to use it to get back.

After everything had been taken care of, we were sure that there was nothing broken before we went up that long staircase.

At the end of the staircase is a thick big stone door, but it was long ago broken out of a big cave.

The passage inside is extremely narrow, allowing only one person to pass through, and it's dark. Master Phoenix and the T-shirt man changed positions, calling out the little fireball as a street lamp.

I could not open my weapon in such a narrow passage, I sacrificed the intangible needle, the T-shirt man pinched a fine spiritual symbol and followed it in.