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Chapter 568 Naihe

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    Zhang Fan had seen this majestic building from a distance when he first came here. Now that he is close enough, he can see that the city gate building in front of him is a miniature version of the Forbidden City.  If I stand here and take a photo, I'm afraid if I post it to Moments, others will only ask why the sky in Beijing is so dark. Is it because the smog is too heavy?

    But one thing is different, that is, there were originally seven Waijinshui Bridges on the Jinshui River outside the Forbidden City, but only three were built here, probably because of their small scale.

    "Master, you Chinese people are so awesome. I have been to the Forbidden City above the ground. I dare say that the Capitol Hill in the United States is not even one-third of the size of the Forbidden City. Oh my god, there is a Forbidden City underground.  You Chinese people are really amazing."

    Da Laohei finally moved his eyes away from Jia Ru's body, looking at the familiar red wall and green tiles, and could only keep exclamating in his mouth.

    "Buildings are all man-made. As long as you are willing to spend money, your country, the United States, can build one in the future, but don't think about its heritage. After all, your country, the United States, has no history."

    While Brother Fan was proud, he didn¡¯t forget to damage Da Laohei¡¯s motherland.

    "Oh, Master, you are not being friendly. Even though our country has no history, you don't have to tell me in front of me. Na na na, in order to make up for my injured heart, I want to be the first to walk over and enter.  That palace.¡±

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Da Laohei's mouth would never stop, and while talking, he was about to walk to the bridge excitedly.

    "Come back to me!"

    With a "hoo" sound, something suddenly burned in Da Laohei's chest pocket.

    Zhang Fan took a step forward, grabbed Big Lao Hei's ears and pulled him back. He had always heard that black people have low IQs before, and Zhang Fan didn't have any specific feelings. This Big Lao Hei is usually very excited. Who knows?  When he got excited, his IQ disadvantage was exposed.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:???????????????????????????????????????????????? However, do you really think you are the protagonist of a second-grade novel or something like that?  I just cooked a bucket of boiled pork slices last night. You were also there, why did you forget?  Why don't you cook another bucket tonight? No one will eat your dark boiled food.

    "Don't make trouble, Zhang Fan, how are you going to cross the Jinshui River?"

    Jia Ru has taken out many instruments from her bag and placed them on the ground, as if she wants to do some research while Zhang Fan solves the problem of crossing the river.

    "Jinshui River? I'm afraid you have always got the name of this river wrong."

    Hearing Jia Ru's words, Zhang Fan let go of Da Laohei's ears, took out a Pure Heart Talisman and a Evil Breaking Talisman from his cloth bag and threw them to Da Laohei. The one who was burning on Da Laohei's chest just now was Zhang  Wherever he was given the evil-breaking talisman, the evil spirit in this place was already very strong.

    "It doesn't matter what your name is, how do you live?"

    Jia Ru is not interested in the name of the river.

    "No, sometimes names are very important. Once you know some names, you won't touch them casually."

    Zhang Fan glanced at Da Lao Hei beside him. Although he had put away the Evil Breaking Talisman, his eyes gradually became dull, so he raised his hand and slapped Da Lao Hei on the head.  Hei suddenly trembled, and he suddenly woke up.

    "Just now, the evil-breaking talisman on Lao Hei's body burned up, breaking away the evil spirit, but his eyes were still confused, which shows that this place is not just filled with evil spirits. Maybe this is the last place guarding the underground imperial city.  Barrier. To get over it, first we have to figure out what its name is."

    When Zhang Fan spoke, he took off the simple gas mask on his face and took a deep breath of air.  There was a faint smell of blood in the air, but nothing else.  He looked around on the ground and saw that there were many tools left here. Among them, there was a metal bucket with a long handle that made Zhang Fan quite satisfied.

    He went over to pick up the metal bucket, and then put three more Pure Heart Charms on his heart. He recited the Pure Heart Charm in his mouth and slowly moved towards the river step by step.

    Even though he didn¡¯t open his eyes, Zhang Fan could still tell that the aura on this river was mainly black, the home of Yin energy and resentment, and the evil energy was not that strong.  Resentment has a serious impact on people's spirit, which is why people who are close to the river will have a lot of negative emotions.

    "Poof", Zhang Fan stabbed the long-handled metal bucket into the water. He pulled the long handle and stirred the metal bucket in the slowly flowing Yinhong River for a few times. Nothing appeared on the river.  Monster, but Zhang Fan's sensitive nose still caught a slight odor.

      Zhang Fan's heart moved.  He suddenly felt like there was a glimmer of inspiration flickering in his mind, but he didn't know how to catch it.  Where does this inspiration come from?  Is it on the three outer Jinshui bridges, or is it the smell in the river?

    etc!  Zhang Fan suddenly realized that something was wrong. He seemed to have told Jia Ru just now that if you know certain names, you might not touch them easily. In other words, he had a certain knowledge in his heart just now, why did he forget it now?  ?  Looking down, he saw that one and a half of the three Pure Heart Talismans on his chest had turned black.

    Zhang Fan felt a shiver in his heart, and without thinking any more, he took another step forward and walked to a place only two steps away from the river. Following his instinct, he quickly thrust the long-handled metal bucket downward into the direction of the river bottom, and then placed it on the river bottom.  When the last Pure Heart Talisman turned black, he retreated, raised the long handle, and scooped up a bucket from the bottom of the river.

    In just a moment, a foul smell emanated from the barrel.  The stench was simply unbearable. The poker-faced Jia Ru leaned over and retched, as did Liu Hanwen. Da Laohei and the two soldiers performed slightly better, but their faces were also very ugly.  .

    Zhang Fan quickly twisted his wrist and turned the bucket downward. A bucket of river water as black as ink and exuding an unbearable stench poured out of the bucket and merged into the river.  The black water seemed unwilling to stay on the surface of the river for a second, and immediately sank to the bottom of the river as soon as it fell into the river.

    Zhang Fan threw down the long-handled metal bucket, raised his hand and patted his head three times, then turned his head to a place where no one was around and vomited wildly.

    You know, Jia Ru and the others were all wearing simple gas masks, and they were all stinked like that. Zhang Fan even took off his gas mask. How could he stand the strong stench?

    "Oh my God, what on earth did they put under the river? Is it a mixture of rotten durian and feces? My Zhenwu Emperor, the smelliest thing I have ever seen in my life can't even compare to it.  One-tenth, is this the mixture I just mentioned was put in the microwave for half an hour and then put on the fire to cook? Thank God, during the Goryeo War, China did not use this kind of thing as a  Weapons, otherwise my great-grandfather would never have returned to the United States alive."

    The old man was so speechless that he was incoherent.  He even told him that his great-grandfather had been on the Korean battlefield, and these words immediately made the two soldiers cast a bad look at him.

    "Oh, sorry, sorry. My great-grandfather was just a doctor, a doctor."

    Da Laohei also knew that he had made a mistake and quickly defended himself.  However, the two could only express their dissatisfaction with his great-grandfather's identity, but they admired his string of adjectives. If they were left to think of ways to describe him, they really couldn't find such an appropriate term as Da Laohei.

    Zhang Fan squatted there, vomiting out last night's dinner, not to mention the breakfast in the morning.  He was still retching until there was nothing more to vomit. Seeing him like this, Jia Ru quickly took out a bottle of water and handed it to Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan rinsed his mouth for another five minutes before he could barely drink it.  I suppressed my nausea.

    After throwing away the mineral water bottle, Zhang Fan slapped himself twice on the head.

    This river is really powerful. Just standing on the bank, his resentment has already affected his sanity.

    "Everyone, be ready to turn around and go back. I know what kind of river this is."

    After vomiting violently, Zhang Fan looked a little weak.

    "What kind of river is it and why do you want to go back?"

    There was a rare hint of dissatisfaction in Jia Ru's voice.  Like Sun Miaohai, she also entered the underground palace for the first time. She just walked around and returned without success. She didn't go one step further than her predecessors. This result was a bit unacceptable to Jia Ru.

    "Although this one is not the one we know, from the looks of it, it must be Naihe."

    "Naihe?"

    Jia Ru is a little confused. What does Naihe represent?  I don't think I've heard of it.

    "Haven't heard of it? In fact, you must have heard of it, but what you heard is the wrong version. According to legend, after death, the soul passes through the gate of hell and then goes on a road called Huangquan Road. On the road are blooming flowers and leaves of the other side flower.  There is a river at the end of the road called Wangchuan River, and a bridge on the river called Naihe Bridge. You should know this."

    Jia Ru nodded. Although their family are all scientists, they still know the legends of the underworld passed down by the old people.

    "Actually, there is a fallacy in this legend, that is, the water under Naihe Bridge is not Wangchuan. The name Naihe Bridge only began to appear in the Ming Dynasty. Before the Ming Dynasty, the name of Naihe Bridge was the river of Sandianshui.  Rather than the helpless Naihe. The Naihe River under the Naihe Bridge is churning with turbid waves, hiding countless poisonous insects and evil beasts, as well as hundreds of thousands of evil ghosts. These are all plural projects, and the characteristics of the Naihe River itself are also obvious. The upper layer is monstrous.  Yin Hong, the stench of the lower layer is black ink, and you have all experienced the color and smell of the lower river water just now. If I read it correctly, this is a man-made Nai River!"

    After Zhang Fan said this in one breath, his hands were trembling a little.

    ??What is the concept of a man-made Nai River?  Let's not talk about the poisonous insects and evil beasts. Just the overwhelming resentment that can even affect Zhang Fan's consciousness. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are a hundred thousand evil ghosts buried underneath!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Rolling around, there are countless poisonous insects and beasts hidden, as well as hundreds of thousands of evil ghosts.  These are all plural projects, right? The characteristics of the Naihe River itself are also very obvious. The upper layer is full of rainbows, and the lower layer is stinking black ink. You have all experienced the color and taste of the lower river water just now. If I read it correctly, this is a man-made river.  The river of Nai!  "

    After Zhang Fan said this in one breath, his hands were trembling a little.

    ??What is the concept of a man-made Nai River?  Let's not talk about the poisonous insects and evil beasts. Just the overwhelming resentment that can even affect Zhang Fan's consciousness. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are a hundred thousand evil ghosts buried underneath!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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