Then they understood what Bai Mujun meant and each casted his spells.

Two figures disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared on the little white boat.

Bai Mujun did not hesitate, and then used his escape technique and also came to the small white boat.

He looked at the ghost who was still stunned on the shore and shouted: "Your Excellency, please hurry up and board the ship!"

Arriving on the ship?

The ferrying ghost and godmu stared blankly at the wooden boat that emitted pure light, and his face instantly turned ashen.

Although he is a ghost.

But in a strict sense, it is still very different from the real gods.

This difference is especially reflected in the expression of strength in the body.

If the gods stood on this wooden boat, the divine power in their bodies would be blessed and exerted a stronger power than they originally were.

And his ghost power was completely in conflict with the power in this wooden boat.

I'm afraid that as soon as I step on, I will perform a reincarnation on the spot.

This was even worse for him than his death on the spot.

Because as long as he is in the underworld, he is not afraid of death at all due to the protection of the Lord God.

But if reincarnated...

Even the Lord God can’t help.

How dare he get on this?

"Your Excellency, why haven't you come up yet?" Bai Mujun asked in confusion, "Do you need help me?"

"I can't do it!" The ferrying ghost waved his hand and refused.

"We have regulations on Huangquan that we can carry up to three on a boat, and we must not exceed the capacity!"

Are there such strict regulations and requirements in the underworld?

Bai Mujun was stunned, feeling a little embarrassed.

"But if you don't come up, who will drive the boat?"

"Actually, I don't need to drive this ship..." the ghost and god smiled.

"As long as you get the oar, you will know how the boat should be used!"

Bai Mujun was slightly stunned and nodded immediately.

"If you do not plan to board the ship, then we will think you have lent us the ship."

"Please rest assured that we will use it with care and make sure that your ship is as clean as it is now when returning it."

Who wants to be so clean!

If you get dirty, you will return it to me!

The faces of the ghosts and gods who were ferrying slightly twitched.

The next moment.

The oars inserted on the shore appeared in Shiraki Toshi.

Suddenly, the way to control this little white ship appeared in his mind.

In just a few seconds, we reached the state of unity of man and ship.

After mastering it, Shiraki Mujun immediately calmed down.

From the perspective of perspective, the purified spirit bodies were locked.

The little white boat then nimblely pushed away the waves under his hands and moved forward slowly.

Following those spirits.

But beyond Shiraki Toshi's expectations.

Those purified spirits did not follow the river to the downstream of Santu River.

Instead, he had a longing look on his face and launched an attack on the middle of the Santu River.

When they arrived at the center of Santuchuan, these spirit bodies suddenly sank and disappeared.

Even the river water on both sides of the little white boat wrapped around the hull without saying anything, as if he wanted to drag it into the river.

Shiraki Mujun was stunned.

He then was surprised to find that the spirits that had penetrated underwater did not seem to be hindered by any river.

Instead, as the infiltration comes, the speed gets faster and faster.

It seems to be going downstream.

Go downstream...and down?

Looking at the spirit bodies, Shiraki Jun suddenly realized.

No wonder it is impossible to reach the end of Santuchuan by ordinary methods!

Because Santuchuan is essentially not a river that flows downstream!

It is a river of yellow springs that goes vertically downward, falling like a waterfall!
Chapter completed!