Loading...
As soon as Greenlake finished, Ye Qing saw a small boat sailing out of the fog.
The River of Forgettance was rapid, turbulent, and full of deadly souls who wanted nothing more than to drag a foolish soul into the river so that they could partake in their eternal misery. But the boat was cutting right through the waters so steadily it outright defied physics—not that there were many things in this world that obeyed the physics Ye Qing knew of, of course. Wherever the boat traveled, the wave disintegrated, the smelly wind dissipated, and the ghosts hurried out of its way. It was in every sense of the word, untouchable.
When the boat came closer, Ye Qing realized with a start that it was a paper boat. A simple lantern was hung on the front end of the mast, and its orange light cast a warm glow on the boat.
The ferryman was a hunch-backed man covered in black robes. His whole face except his eyes were covered from view. This was probably the ferryman Greenlake was talking about. He was holding a setting pole made from bones and pushing the boat ever closer toward the shore.
His movements looked relaxed, and the boat seemed to be moving at a leisurely pace as well. In reality, it reached the duo in just the blink of an eye.
After the...
Unlock free chapters every day
Bookmark your novel and never lose track of your progress
Share your thoughts with your favorite translator in the comments.
