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Chapter 85

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They continued to move forward along the river and when they were about a hundred miles away from the source of Surging River, there were more and more strange occurrences.

Qin Mu saw bright lights in front of them which illuminated the darkness. It was a village and the lights were very eye-catching in the darkness.

In the village, an elder was making paper boats. After the paper boats were done, they flew out of the village and docked by the river. In the river, wet men and women boarded the paper boats. Then, the paper boats floated towards the center of the river. There was a thick fog there, and the paper boats disappeared into the fog.

"That is the messenger of death."

Village Chief said in a low voice, "They appear at night to rescue the people who died in the river. Don't alarm them. "

"Messenger of death?"

Qin Mu was curious and took a few more glances at the elder. The elder's face was blurry as if there was a layer of gauze separating him from his face.

The elder in the village seemed to have sensed something and raised his head to look at him. Qin Mu felt his blood run cold and felt his soul shaking as if it was going to fly out of his body. At this moment, a loud and clear buddha voice came from the heart of his brows. The Tathagata Imprint that Old Ma had planted in the heart of his brows shone brightly and blocked the elder's gaze.

"The living shall stop." The elder lowered his head and continued pasting paper boats. His voice was faintly discernible.

Village Chief said cautiously, "Mu'er, don't interfere with the world after death."

"World after death?"

Qin Mu was stunned and asked, "We are clearly in Great Ruins and this isn't the world after death so why does Village Chief say that …"

"There are many strange places in Great Ruins that connect many worlds. That small village is the place where the world after death connects with the real world."

Village Chief said, "Not only does Great Ruins have such places, there are also similar places outside Great Ruins. If you walk out of Great Ruins and see such an elder in such a village, don't go forward to ask. As long as you don't provoke them, they won't interfere with the real world. However, they know a lot and you can ask them for directions. Dao brother, may I ask how to get to Carefree Village? "

The elder in the village raised a finger and pointed into the darkness, "You guys can't go to the real Carefree Village …"

Village Chief gave his thanks and they continued forward. After walking for an unknown distance, the jade pendant on Qin Mu's chest suddenly floated up gently and pointed forward.

Qin Mu's heart skipped a beat, "Village chief!"

When the village chief saw this scene, he nodded lightly. Qin Mu took off the jade pendant. After a moment of hesitation, he let go of it.

The jade pendant floated up and flew forward. Village Chief immediately brought Qin Mu to catch up with the jade pendant. The jade pendant floated faster and faster, like a shooting star cutting through the darkness.

Qin Mu and Village Chief quickly caught up. Suddenly, they heard a swoosh as if a small ball had fallen into a lake. The jade pendant had collided with an invisible wall, creating ripples in the air.

In front of Qin Mu and Village Chief, there seemed to be a strange world that slowly unfolded along with the ripples. In front of them was a vast world shrouded in gray fog. Towering mountains, vast and boundless, were hidden deep in the darkness. They overlapped with the darkness, but they were not darkness.

"There is indeed another world in the darkness!"

Village Chief brought him to catch up. Qin Mu reached out to grab the jade pendant, unable to suppress the excitement in his heart. "Is this Carefree Village? Will my parents be here? "

In his hand, the jade pendant was still jumping, as if it was going to fly towards its owner.

Qin Mu hung the jade pendant in front of his chest and let it lead the way as he walked forward. Village Chief immediately blocked in front of him and said with a calm expression, "Mu 'er, we are already here. There's no need to rush, let's take it one step at a time. This place is very strange … "

Qin Mu calmed his emotions and walked forward. The mountains here were beautiful, but they were covered in gray fog, making them look blurry. Was this really Carefree Village?

Didn't that messenger of death say that they couldn't reach Carefree Village?

The gray fog in front of them was boundless, and the mountains were faintly discernible. Suddenly, a cracking sound came from under Qin Mu's feet. He heard a voice saying, "You're hurting me …"

Qin Mu jumped in shock and immediately lowered his head to take a look. He saw a skeletal hand pulling out from the bottom of his feet. Next, a skeleton popped its head out from the fog and 'looked' at him with its empty eye sockets.

"Human!"

This skeleton let out a shriek, and the mournful voice reverberated in this world of gray fog. It was very ear-piercing.

Qin Mu immediately took a step back, and another cracking sound came from under his feet. Only then did he see that there were actually countless skeletons on the ground. He didn't know how many skeletons were piled up together, and he didn't know how deep they were!

The nine heavens in his pupils revolved, and when he looked at the mountains in the gray fog, he couldn't help shuddering.

The mountains in the fog were actually built from countless skeletons, and these skeletons were piled up to form mountain peaks that were hidden in the fog!

Qin Mu's blood ran cold. The skeletons on the ground stood up one by one, and the skeletons swayed as they stood in the gray fog. He heard all kinds of distorted voices reverberating in the fog, "Human? Where's the human? "

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