C414 The Old Ghost Ferry Crossing the River of Forgetfulness(3)

The weak light in the cabin dissipated along with Di Renjie's voice transmission. Tang Ku's eyes also turned cold. The red cinnabar lamp, which was made of blood, the half-human, half-ghost boatman, and all the other things here were extremely strange.

Tang Ku wanted to touch the human skin shed, but he silently retracted his hand.

As expected of the Underworld of Chang'an City