Help! This savior is too stupid!

Jiang Bai never expected that after going round and round, he would end up using fake Hades coins.

Wear fake shoes, drink fake wine, use fake coins...

It seemed like I was on this road and would never return, running blindfolded.

Following Wei Junjie's suggestion, Jiang Bai tinkered with a few more fake Hades coins. The face value didn't look big and they didn't use much immortal material. This met Wei Junjie's requirements.

After getting four ghost coins, Wei Junjie's fingers flew. After some dazzling operations, four exquisite and small paper boats appeared in Wei Junjie's palm.

"As for the paper boats stacked up by these four types of underworld coins..."

Wei Junjie introduced in turn,

"The effects of white and yellow paper boats are almost the same. The paper boats made of white coins will take longer to operate.

On paper boats with yellow ghost coins, the mood of the ghost passengers will be more stable. "

In view of the different characteristics of the two boats, Wei Junjie suggested that when carrying ghosts, using paper boats with yellow ghost coins can charge a higher fee, and at the same time, it can prevent ghosts from getting out of control and causing unnecessary trouble.

When carrying people, you don't have to worry so much. You can just use the white paper boat to carry more passengers.

"As for the black paper ship, it has better defensive capabilities. It will basically not sink when crossing the river in a single time, but the loss is actually faster... The red paper ship..."

Wei Junjie hesitated and suggested,

"It's best not to use this kind of underworld coin to make origami boats."

"What's the point?"

"Too fierce."

Wei Junjie explained,

“The Forgotten River is no different than other places, it also has some special rules of its own.

If a ghost gets on this paper boat and enters the water, it will go crazy uncontrollably and attack everything around it crazily..."

In other words, this paper boat was like a Shura purgatory scene from the beginning.

Jiang Bai asked, "What if we successfully cross the river?"

All things are exchanged with equal value, and there will be gains and losses.

This paper boat of ghost coins will stimulate the ferocity of ghosts. Jiang Bai wants to know, what will it bring when it stimulates the ferocity?

"Let me state in advance that I advise you not to do this..."

Wei Junjie knew he couldn't stop Jiang Bai, so he had no choice but to tell the truth,

"If a boatload of 'out of control' ghosts successfully crosses the river and steps onto the other side, the ghosts' sanity will return again.

The ghosts who survive will be greatly improved in strength, because they can absorb Qi and strengthen themselves on the Wangchuan River at any cost.

At the same time, once their vicious nature is released, they will be able to maintain their sanity for a longer time in the future, just like detoxification..."

I see.

Jiang Bai nodded, this is reasonable.

Whether it is Huangquan Road or Wangchuan River, Jiang Bai knows very well that there is no such thing in the third mysterious tide.

As for why this thing appeared and what its origin is, Jiang Bai is temporarily unable to investigate.

But Jiang Bai knew one thing very well.

If these things had no use value, they would not exist in the world.

Ghosts can gather on Huangquan Road. Although hundreds of ghosts walk at night on Huangquan Road, they can still bring peace to the world. It is equivalent to a huge ghost trap.

The things here are very attractive to ghosts. During the fourth mysterious tide, attracting ghosts away can effectively relieve the pressure in various places.

As for the Wangchuan River...

In addition to sending away ghosts, the biggest role is probably the red paper ship of ghost coins.

Arouse the ferocity and improve the strength of the ghosts. Once you successfully cross the river, you will get a group of ghosts with improved strength and the ability to maintain their sanity for a long time!

This is definitely a huge boost during the Fourth Mysterious Tide!

Wulu opened his mouth at the right time,

"I once learned the craft of punting across a river from an old prisoner. The old master also mentioned that this craft was not invented by him, but was left over from the previous era.

Once you have mastered this skill, you can paddle a boat across the river on weekdays. No matter how strong the wind and waves are, the river near the boat is always calm and calm, as if it is protected by the river god.

But there is also a strange rule. Every seven years, a red paper boat with ghost coins must be carried across the river, carrying no less than seven ghosts. After each round, the number of ghost passengers must increase by one. "

The old prisoner who taught Wulu the art of punting a boat for the last time was a red paper boat made of paper money.

Perhaps because he had a premonition that he would never return, the old prisoner passed on all his craftsmanship to Wu Lu before leaving.

In the end, the old prisoner held a paper boat, carrying twelve ghosts, and disappeared on the Wangchuan River.

They failed to cross the river, but no one knows where they went.

Maybe it was a shipwreck.

After Wu Lu talked about the past, he did not forget to add,

"Three years ago, I successfully crossed the river on a red paper boat carrying eight ghosts..."

The danger of that time is still unforgettable to Wulu. Now that he mentions it, he can't help but feel a little frightened.

He is the number one murderer in the dungeon. As long as he nods, the position of Ksitigarbha is at his fingertips and he can become a dragon-level powerhouse at any time.

Among the top experts in the Pure Land, they are the strongest group of beings.

Even so, crossing the river with eight evil ghosts almost cost Wu Lu his life!

You can see how dangerous this red paper boat is!

"I know the general situation."

Jiang Bai first put away the black paper boat. Crossing the river with this thing was purely a loss-making business and there was no need for it.

Jiang Bai looked at the other two people again,

"You take your pick."

Since this is a river crossing business, the more boatmen the better.

Wei Junjie does not need to get on the boat. There is a Wei Junjie on each side of the strait, so that Jiang Bai can replenish the paper boat with Ming coins.

From another perspective, Wei Junjie also saved the job of ferrying and did not have to take too many risks.

Monk Xintie chanted a Buddhist chant and said respectfully,

"It's all up to my Buddha to arrange."

Wu Lu was a little embarrassed.

If you can choose between white, yellow, and red, yellow is naturally the best.

But the red paper boat is dangerous, and there is no reason to let Jiang Bai take the risk.

But Wu Lu had a hard time. Since he took over the craft of ferrying and benefited from it, he naturally had to take more responsibilities.

If Wu Lu now wants to cross the river with the red paper boat of ghost money, he must find all nine ghosts.

With his strength, it is no problem to survive, but...

Wu Lu sighed, gritted his teeth, and was about to get the red paper boat of ghost money.

"Forget it, you are so hesitant."

Jiang Bai put away the red paper boat of ghost money, threw the white one to Wu Lu, and gave the yellow one to Xintie.

Wu Lu couldn't help but be a little surprised, while Xintie looked calm.

I told you long ago that Buddha has his own arrangements.

Why, only Sa Xiaoliu's Buddha is allowed to make all the plans, but not one?

Wu Lu did not expect that Jiang Bai would choose this way.

Could it be that he really wanted to die?

"The boat is mine, you ferry people, each based on your ability, and we will split the things we get 50-50 after deducting the cost..."

As the investor, Jiang Bai's request was not excessive.

However, Wu Lu could not understand why Jiang Bai had to use such a fierce paper boat?

Can't he change it to yellow or white and make money safely?

Wei Junjie knew a little more.

Jiang Bai's change of mentality was related to the Wenxi Banquet.

Since the Wenxi Banquet, Jiang Bai has been letting himself go on the road of committing suicide.

However, I don't know whether Jiang Bai is really committing suicide or fishing.

Jiang Bai clapped his hands, looking at the calm Wangchuan River, with a paper boat of ghost money in his pocket, and his eyes shining with excitement,

"Let's start!"

"Ferry!"