Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 127 Passengers on the Boat

Lin Jiang scrutinized the woman beside him, whose face was covered in rouge.

The woman's cheeks visibly flushed.

Suddenly she turned her neck to look elsewhere, the pearl hairpins in her hair rustling.

"Oh dear, why are you looking at me like that, young master? Even if I am beautiful, it is not right to do that."

She held a handkerchief half-covering her lips, glancing carefully left and right:

“Young master, my room is on the second floor on the east side, the third room from the left. When it is quiet at night, please knock on the door three times, and I will know it is you.”

But when he turned his head again, he found that Lin Jiang had disappeared.

The woman bit her handkerchief so hard it wrinkled, then lightly stamped her feet and turned to disappear into the crowd.

Lin Jiang walked through the bustling banquet and arrived at the railing of the boat.

He looked outside.

As far as the eye could see, there was only thick, pitch-black blackness, as if one were wrapped in a thick black cloth.

wrong……

Lin Jiang reached out and touched something outside.

A silky smooth touch came from my palm.

This really is a black curtain!

Black silk cascaded down from the dome like a waterfall, silently billowing along the ship's side.

The glass lamp hanging at the bow of the boat was occasionally brushed by the silk gauze, and the bells hanging on it rang out with a clear and melodious sound.

However, these silks, which were flowing beneath the surface, never fell onto the deck.

It neither disturbed the drunken guests nor obstructed the route.

Turning his gaze away from the surrounding black cloth, Lin Jiang looked at the passengers filling the boat.

The eerie green fireflies floated among the clothes of the guests on the boat.

They are all ghosts and spirits.

Of course, these are observations made through observation. If the method is stopped, it will be impossible to distinguish between life and death.

Among these souls are the old and the young, the men and the women; all sorts of strange and wonderful things can be seen in the world.

An old farmer in coarse cloth tore at roasted meat and ate heartily, while a young man in brocade robes flirted with a beautiful songstress, and a strangely dressed little devil was pestering a girl with the character "wine" embroidered on her chest.

Ok?
Jiang Jinyue? !

Lin Jiang suddenly came to his senses.

She was pulled over too?!

Lin Jiang strode through the layers of illusory figures, heading towards Jiang Jinyue's direction.

But as he approached, the little devil stole his gaze:
This kid has a strange hairstyle: a bald spot in the middle and asymmetrical braids on both sides. He has a round face, looks a bit effeminate, yet also like a child. He has nasolabial folds on the sides of his nose and forehead wrinkles.

This was the first time Lin Jiang had discerned the meanings of "male," "female," "old," and "young" from a single person's face.

The strange little devil stared at Jiang Jinyue and asked:

"What dynasty are you from? I've never seen this outfit before. And why is there a 'wine' character embroidered on your chest?"

Jiang Jinyue was extremely annoyed, but she couldn't figure out the situation here, so she didn't dare to speak rashly.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure walking towards her from the side. When she recognized Lin Jiang, the girl completely ignored the strangely dressed little devil in front of her and stared at Lin Jiang in surprise:
"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Lin Jiang's face darkened: "Miss Jiang, when you travel the world, you should also learn how to speak more tactfully."

“Those are all the affectations of pedantic scholars, which I really dislike.”

The little devil next to him also noticed Lin Jiang and continued chattering:

"You know her? What kind of clothes is she wearing? I've never seen her before."

Lin Jiang glanced at the kid:
I've never seen you dressed like this before.

"These are royal clothes!" the kid exclaimed, spreading his arms wide. "Black is noble! Look how black my clothes are!"

"Royalty? I can't tell."

"Why can't I tell? Why can't I tell?" The little devil paced around anxiously, stamped his foot, and became extremely dejected: "That's right, that's right, I'm already dead, I can't be considered royalty..."

She walked away, completely lost and bewildered.

"Do you know anyone?"

“I don’t recognize him at all.” Jiang Jinyue shook her head: “I opened my eyes and found myself here, and then that brat came and bothered me. It’s so annoying.”

"Me too." Lin Jiang shrugged helplessly.

Suddenly, Lin Jiang felt something move on his cuff. He lowered his cuff and looked down.

A little head popped out from the cuff.

"Lin Jiang, Lin Jiang! I just fell asleep, where did you bring me?"

Lin Jiang stared at the small ginseng for a long time.

In a daze, it felt as if a hundred pounds of ginseng were pressing down on my brow.

……

Lin Jiang checked himself and found that he had brought nothing with him except for the small ginseng.

The lantern, the tiger-patterned coat, and the Qiankun bag were all missing.

"Why the three of us?"

Lin Jiang was puzzled.

If they were accidentally caught by that large ship in the distance, Chen Dajiang and Gong Xuan would clearly be right next to each other.

Moreover, Jiang Jinyue and Xiaoshan Shen did not go there in order to avoid being affected by the ships.

Is it possible...

Jiang Jinyue and Xiaoshan Shen both have unresolved issues, and they will clearly be affected by the large ship.

As for myself...

Lin Jiang couldn't help but recall the hallucination he had seen back then.

Beneath the old tree, the old friends I will never see again.

Was I really not affected at the time?

It's hard to say.

Lin Jiang's thoughts were a little chaotic, but he quickly calmed down.

Panic is clearly not going to solve anything.

Lin Jiang still has other methods at his disposal.

"Miss Jiang."

"What's the matter?"

Jiang Jinyue was looking around, seemingly considering where it would be best to jump off the boat.

"Please help me protect the Dharma, I have some methods I want to try." Although Jiang Jinyue frowned in confusion, she still found a secluded spot on the ship's side with him.

Jiang Jinyue sat down by the railing, guarding Lin Jiang and preventing others from getting close.

Lin Jiang slowly closed his eyes and began to introspect.

His thoughts seemed to sink into boundless darkness, yet Lin Jiang was unable to enter the realm of the ancient tree for a long time.

Just as he was beginning to wonder, he suddenly heard a familiar sound beside his ear...

Upon suddenly opening his eyes, Lin Jiang's gaze had become somewhat strange.

"Miss Jiang."

"You said."

Do I snore?

"?" Jiang Jinyue's mind went blank: "Our carriages were close together, and I think I heard... snoring earlier last night."

"Then...maybe...we're dreaming?"

Jiang Jinyue thought for a moment, then reached out and pinched her cheek until a red mark appeared.

"It hurts a lot."

"Furthermore, there's the possibility of the soul leaving the body, but neither you nor I look like souls."

Lin Jiang probed his palm and could clearly see flesh and blood.

Lin Jiang could also sense that he was still able to contact the palace and the little golden men.

and……

Lin Jiang had a vague feeling about it.

If I wanted to, it seems I could leave this dreamlike place directly.

But what about Xiaoshan Shen and Jiang Jinyue?
Can I take them both with me?
If not, can the two of them get back from the lost ship?

Lin Jiang frowned, his thoughts in turmoil.

Just then, he suddenly saw the little devil with "men, women, old and young" written on his face run back.

Lin Jiang was sitting on the deck, so the kid simply squatted down and looked at Lin Jiang:

"The boat will stop in a little while."

Lin Jiang frowned as he looked at the kid.

I have a feeling that the other person is unusual.

Where should the ship stop?

"port."

Which port?

“He You,” the little devil said, “I am very powerful. Once I arrive at He You, I can do many things with just a command.”

"I want to take both of them back with me, can you do that?"

"Of course," the kid said smugly. "There's nothing I can't accomplish!"

"..." Lin Jiang was silent for a moment: "Okay, I believe you."

"Then we'll disembark together and leave together."

The little devil simply stopped moving and squatted down next to Lin Jiang.

Jiang Jinyue frowned, glanced at Lin Jiang and the little devil who were playing a guessing game, and some guesses began to emerge in her mind.

They didn't say anything, and simply sat on the other side to wait together.

Only Xiaoshan Shen remained, completely unable to understand the charade the others were playing. He huddled up in a ball, looking dejected. He wanted to say something to Lin Jiang, but seeing Lin Jiang's serious expression, he could only sniffle and mutter under his breath:

"I am a hero, I am not afraid."

Lin Jiang noticed something was wrong, so he touched the little ginseng's head:

"You are a hero, you don't need to be afraid, there's nothing to be afraid of on this ship."

The young ginseng was very pleased with the effects and was no longer afraid.

The music flowed along the ship's side, but Lin Jiang and his group remained completely silent.

After holding it in for a long time, the little devil finally couldn't hold it in any longer:

"These are all good things from all over the world on the ship."

"Just look at the food and drinks; they were all made by top chefs from all dynasties."

"There are also some places with treasures, all of which are top-quality works of art."

"Do you see those young ladies? They are all renowned women, skilled in playing the piano and singing, and also knowledgeable in calligraphy, painting, and literature."

Silence remained.

"You guys are really boring."

The little devil sighed.

"It's not that I'm bored." Lin Jiang finally spoke to the kid: "Can we eat the things that ghosts eat?"

The little devil thought about it carefully and was horrified:

"Oh no, I haven't entertained guests in so long, I completely forgot about this!"

He reached up and wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes:
"I deserve to die! How can I be considered a ruler of a country like this?"

After saying this, he took out a dagger from his pocket, and without blinking, stabbed himself in the chest three or four times, and then stabbed himself in the neck.

But he was a soul, and the knife passed through his neck and body without leaving any wounds.

The little devil blinked, looked at the wounds on his body, and then belatedly sighed:
"I feel like I'm already dead."

Then, he looked at Lin Jiang and Jiang Jinyue again:

"If the food isn't good, what about the beautiful women and handsome men?"

Lin Jiang simply grabbed at a passing ghost.

The hand went up the head of the passing ghost, startling it, and the ghost cursed Lin Jiang, saying "What a nutcase."

Seeing this, the little devil cried and stabbed himself several times with a knife.

In the end, he gave up:

"Sigh, it seems I was indeed unprepared. In that case, let's not waste any more time on the ship."

As soon as the voice fell, the large ship suddenly slowed down and came to a safe stop at the shore.

Lin Jiang heard the wind whistling beside him and turned his head to look.

The thick black cloth that was originally covering the side of the boat was spread out to both sides, and the thick lower deck fell down and hit the ground without anyone lifting it.

Lin Jiang leaned on the railing and gazed into the distance. The curtain of the sky poured down from the heavens, wrapping the wilderness in an impenetrable cocoon.

Where the cocoon shell cracked open, the dark city walls lay prostrate on the ground, already in a state of utter ruin.

The little devil walked off the boat alone.
"Come with me, we've arrived at Heyou."

(End of this chapter)