There is no choice but to go back with him.

On the way, it was getting darker and darker.

As we were walking forward in the darkness, we encountered another team coming from the opposite direction, blocking the way of the convoy.

"What's going on? Someone is blocking the way again?"

"Who is it this time?"

"It's a group of monks."

"A monk from nowhere dares to block our car. It's outrageous."

"Hurry up and get them out of the way. There is only one road outside for carriages, and they don't use cars. Just go around it."

The prince spent the whole day in the sun today and felt restless, and so did the people below.

Just hearing the noise in front of him, Ma Fu immediately became anxious and stepped forward to stop those people.

Ma Fu: "No, no, no."

After Ma Fu came back, the prince asked him: "Why is the supervisor so nervous, and where does this monk come from?"

Ma Fu said: "Those monks are doing rituals to send ghosts to hell."

In an instant, everyone looked at Ma Fu with dazzling vision.

Then, he immediately turned to the monks.

Then the eyes looked different.

The irritable eyes suddenly became clear and kind.

The prince immediately remembered the death row prisoner he met in the morning and what Ma Fu said at that time, and his eyes when he looked at the monks immediately changed.

And the faces of all those accompanying him also changed.

All it takes is power to make people go around, but it's just bad luck at best to make way for a condemned prisoner.

Let the ghosts take a detour.

This is the first time for everyone, and no one knows what the consequences will be.

It's just that everyone unconsciously moved a little farther away from the monks, and their originally arrogant tone became quieter.

No one spoke, but everyone took the initiative to make way for the monks to pass.

The monks did not speak, but bowed to express their thanks.

Then they passed by the horse carriage in a procession and headed towards the river.

The prince carefully looked out from behind the curtain and through the cracks, sizing up the monks who were sending "ghosts" to hell.

I saw these monks holding strange lotus lanterns in their hands. Each lotus lantern could be regarded as a priceless treasure even in the eyes of the prince. The monks recited sutras and mantras and walked slowly forward in the dark night.

The sound of chanting sutras and mantras in Sanskrit eventually turned into a buzzing sound in my ears. The sound of chanting sutras was mysterious and long.

When he looked carefully at the lotus lantern he held in his hand, he could faintly see a human head among the crystal clear lotus flowers.

The moment of seeing it clearly is enough to make people feel panic-stricken.

And at this moment.

When I listened to that scripture again, I just felt it was permeating and terrifying.

Until the monks passed by.

Ma Fu looked at the prince in the car at this time: "Your Highness, do you want to take a look?"

Prince: "Go and take a look?"

Ma Fu: "Look at what the monks are doing, driving evil spirits into hell."

Through yesterday and today.

Ma Fu felt that the prince, who had just arrived from the capital, had not yet adjusted his mentality.

I brought the styles and habits of the capital here.

Therefore, he was determined to let the prince know that this was not the capital city by witnessing with his own eyes the scene of a traitor and evil person being beheaded and then sent to hell.

In other words, it’s not just the capital.

Things may change from now on.

That's the only way.

Next, he had something to say to the prince so that he could make sense.

The prince looked towards the river, feeling a little scared, but he couldn't help but want to take a look.

Although he encountered strange things in the past two days, he was frightened and frightened.

But while he was extremely frightened in his heart, fearing that the evil ghost would take his life, he also doubted everything here and wanted to find out more about it.

The prince finally made up his mind: "Then go and have a look."

The group of people followed the soul-inducing monk holding a lotus lantern, and then witnessed the most terrifying scene that everyone had ever seen in their lives.

The group of monks were dressed in gray cassocks, with solemn and mysterious expressions on their faces, and the lotus lanterns in their hands began to glow faintly, as if guiding the way to the underworld.

The monk went to the river bank and gently placed the lotus lantern in the water.

At this time, the lotus bloomed.

In light and shadow.

The human face in the lotus lantern became more and more obvious, with clear and vivid outlines, as if it were still alive.

The headlights drifted away in groups, emitting a light between dim yellow and dark red. The light became brighter and brighter, gradually illuminating the entire water surface.

It floats farther and farther away, its light reflecting on the water.

Make the dark river look like day.

But the light faintly fell along the river on the faces of the people on the riverside, and all they could see was pale.

At this time, Ma Fu looked at this scene and told the prince.

"The Soul Lantern of the Other Shore has been set off, and it's time for the Underworld Boat to arrive."

Prince: "The boat of the underworld?"

Ma Fu: "The boats coming from the Yellow Spring bring the souls of the dead to the underworld. These monks can only go to the underworld by saving the souls. As for whether the soul will go to Haoli or hell in the end, it still has to walk in the underworld."

suffered."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were sudden waves under the water.

The boats in Huangquan emerged from the water one after another. These boats looked strange in shape. Each one looked similar but had some differences.

Some look very new, while others look dilapidated, as if they have experienced countless years of baptism.

When these boats took over the soul-inducing lanterns from the other side.

They began to sink slowly and submerged under the water.

However, the underwater light still shines from the bottom of the water. These lights shuttle through the flowing river water, turning into twisted and dim yellow and dark red light, illuminating the entire river like a Huangquan River.

People stood on the shore.

It's as if I really feel like I'm in the netherworld.

When the wind blows, as the light gradually disappears under the water, the river surface turns into darkness again.

Only then did the man who was regarded as the crown prince come back to his senses, or in other words, he came to his senses.

At this moment.

He was already in a strange and bizarre land of gods, demons and ghosts, and the magic power of this god was centered here and constantly radiating to all directions.

The emperor's will, the power in the world, the status of aristocratic families.

in front of it.

It has completely lost any meaning and effect.

There is a shadow that they can't see or touch, a being called a god who has risen above all of this.

He moved backward, or rather everyone moved backward.

You have to slowly get used to this kind of thing.

The prince did not return to the carriage and kept talking excitedly to Ma Fu.

After the fear passed, he seemed to become particularly excited.

"Mr. Ma, where did this monk's magical powers come from?"

"This monk is so powerful, but what about the witch? Is he even more powerful?"

Ma Fu: "A few days ago, the witch cast a spell, and dragons from the river came in droves in response to the spell. The scene was much bigger than this."

The prince wanted to ask something else, Ma Fu said again at this time.
To be continued...