I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 468: Wild Dog Ridge_1

Chapter 468: Chapter 468: Wild Dog Ridge_1

Mr. Xiao gave Lord Xian a fist and palm salute.

"Here we are, we should have come sooner."

Lord Xian had been quiet all the way, but now, as if he had seen through it all, a slight smile naturally appeared on his face.

"Let’s go, the Three Origins River is very wide. Once on board, there will be time for you to chat."

You exchanged a few pleasantries with the Ghost, and together you headed towards the dock.

More and more ghosts were arriving, and although most of them were not escorted by a Ghost, they still orderly queued up towards the dock.

When you arrived at the dock, however, you found that most people were stuck there, unable to move forward. Among these people, a large portion were dressed in finer clothes; only a small group were gradually boarding the ship, while another group’s attire was comparatively ordinary.

Xian Qianling gave you a significant look. Just as you were about to speak, the Ghost beside you raised his voice and said, "Boatman, why don’t you set sail? It’s so crowded that the dock can’t fit everyone."

An old man with a bamboo hat stood at the bow. He sighed softly, "These people don’t have a penny to their names, can’t even afford the ferry fee, and have already been standing at the dock for quite some time. Alas, it’s strange to say, these people were either very wealthy or immensely rich in the Yang Realm, but after death, they don’t have any descendants to burn paper money for them, how sad and lamentable."

"Hmph, if we wait a bit longer, someone will come to clear them out, then throw them all into the Three Origins River to swim across!"

The ghosts escorted by a Ghost were lucky, as they were typically either very virtuous or extremely wicked.

With a Ghost Token in hand, the old man rowing the boat naturally didn’t dare to charge a fee, and so the four of you boarded the boat directly.

"Hey, Brother Ghost, why is this river called the Three Origins River? Is this the River of Oblivion?" Since he was already dead and had passed the Ghost Gate, floating on the Three Origins River with no sight of the other shore, Xian Qianzhong also naturally became resigned to his fate, returning to his old ways, idly looking here and there, sometimes chatting with you out of boredom.

"The Three Origins River, also known as The Sanzu River, marks the boundary between the Yang Realm and the Underworld. Crossing the Three Origins River means entering the real Underworld; the River of Oblivion is at the boundary of the souls’ reincarnation cycle and does not have much to do with the Three Origins River."

Having said this, you couldn’t help but look down and forward, then continued, "As for why it’s called the Three Origins River, it’s because the river’s flow changes in speed and turbulence based on what a person has done in the Yang Realm. While the ghosts on the boat won’t be affected, the river itself indicates to the ghosts that the judgments and choices in the Underworld are fair and strict, all based on the actions of the soul when they were alive."

A female Ghost escorting a beautiful female ghost added, "Those who do good may ascend to the Heavenly Dao or Mortal Way, while those who do evil will fall into the Animal Ways or Hell Way."

"Oh, I see, so in that case, with my grandfather’s merits, he’s definitely set for the Heavenly Dao, right?" Xian Qianzhong hooked his nose and laughed, "Although I’m a bit lacking, I should at least qualify for the Mortal Way, shouldn’t I?"

Hearing this, Xian Qianling beside him couldn’t help but snort coldly, "You and the others are different. After crossing the Three Origins River, a special journey awaits you."

Xian Qianzhong immediately turned to Xian Qianling and asked, "Brother Ghost, what do you mean by that?"

Before Xian Qianling could reply, the Ghost beside him, his mouth full of sharp tusks, chuckled sinisterly, "Need it be said? It’s of course Evil Dog Ridge."

"Evil, Evil Dog Ridge?"

Upon hearing the name Evil Dog Ridge, you distinctly saw a tremor pass through Lord Xian’s body.

At this, the corners of your mouth couldn’t help but turn up slightly.

Lord Xian was also aware of Evil Dog Ridge, of course. As a general who had spent his life in the military, he never believed in ghosts and spirits while alive. Even when he heard such tales, he would naturally dismiss them from his mind. Only when he found himself in the midst of such circumstances did he realize that his lifetime of disbelief was misguided.

They crossed the Sanzu River without incident, and then towering mountains loomed in front of them, the paths steep and rugged.

The four of them had walked a little further when suddenly from the depths of the forest ahead, a scream rang out, followed by cries from all directions, accompanied by the sound of barking dogs.

Xian Qianzhong, who had been keeping a brisk pace, suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to you with a serious look, "Brother Ghost, may I ask you a question?"

"Speak."

"If our souls are torn apart by those evil dogs, does that mean we’re doomed to never transcend?"

"It’s not as exaggerated as you say. However, there’s no doubt you will suffer on Evil Dog Ridge. Moreover, the soul is indestructible. The evil dogs will tear your souls to shreds, which will quickly reform, then they’ll pounce and bite again until they think it’s enough and let you pass."

Xian Qianzhong said nothing, seemingly coming to a decision, and his gaze grew firm.

At this moment, Lord Xian stepped beside Xian Qianzhong and whispered to him, "Zhong’er, you have strong legs. If those dogs pounce, Grandfather will block them for a while, and you run ahead."

"Grandfather, don’t worry. I will surely get through this with you. I won’t let anything hurt you, not even a hair."

As the screams and barks drew nearer, Evil Dog Ridge came into view.

The so-called evil dogs were not just large breeds; there were also small ones. They first approached and sniffed the wandering spirits. If they detected a strange scent, they would immediately bare their tusks and viciously lunge.

Nowadays in the Mortal World, pet keeping is popular, and dog lovers are on the rise. Therefore, most lost souls were ignored by the pack, with very few being detected and mobbed by the savage dogs, torn to pieces in an instant. Then, their souls would slowly coalesce, barely reformed when the predatory dogs would sink their teeth into the limbs and tear ferociously!

The screams were particularly grating to the ears of Xian Qianzhong and Lord Xian as they pictured their own grisly fate.

"Let’s go!"

It was close!

The procession of lost spirits seemed endless.

Though filled with fear, the spirits had no choice but to advance with determination.

As Xian Qianzhong and Lord Xian drew closer to the mad dog pack, Xian Qianling suddenly pulled you aside and said in a low voice, "I think it’s about time. We can’t let them go any further. What if they really get bitten by the dogs?"

You looked at Xian Qianling and replied with a smile, "If they don’t truly experience the terror of the mad dog pack, how will they ever give up their bad habits? Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing."

"Roar! Woof!"

Just then, a small mongrel barked at Lord Xian, followed swiftly by three wolfhounds pouncing towards him!

"Grandfather, run quickly!"