Fundamentals of Catching Immortals

Chapter 639 Jade Ruyi (21)

He Shiyi nodded slightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid it is."

When Yu Ruyi heard Huo Quan's name, she came back to her senses from the memories. She raised her head and looked at A Xu and He Shiyi blankly: "Huo Quan...why, is there something wrong?"

A Xu licked his lips, and glanced at Yu Ruyi hesitantly.

From what Yu Ruyi said just now, she could hear that Yu Ruyi respected Huo Quan very much.Huo Quan not only gave her a chance to be a new person, made her popular, and gave her a chance to be proud as a woman who was struggling at the bottom... He even respected Yu Ruyi.

And for Yu Ruyi, a woman who even disliked her own name, such respect is so precious.

For this respect, she was willing to work hard for him.

"I'm afraid, what you see is the original purpose of Huo Quan." He Shiyi opened his mouth.

Yu Ruyi was startled, and looked at He Shiyi in disbelief.

Axu tugged on Lahe Shishi's sleeve, telling him not to be so blunt.

"Impossible! Why would Huo Quan do such a thing? He is a businessman! This kind of thing is obviously unprofitable, why would he do it! What's more, there would be some idiot who would sacrifice himself to do this kind of thing. His life is also included!" Yu Ruyi was a little excited.

A Xu could understand Yu Ruyi's mood, she even secretly guessed that maybe Yu Ruyi...had also liked Huo Quan?
"This boat is originally made of sunken wood, and sunken wood is an excellent material for making coffins." He Shiyi shook his head: "And there are seven or seven 49 nails on this boat. The boat nails are also They are called coffin nails, and they are the same type of nails as those used in coffins. Generally, only seven nails are needed to repress the soul in a coffin, but there are seventy-seven and forty-nine nails on this huge ship..."

When He Shishi said this, he looked at Yu Ruyi, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes: "That is to say, this boat is actually a huge special coffin. It would be better if it hadn't been launched, but this boat I have already entered the Jiunan River—the water is cloudy, and above the position where the ship is now, there is a stone tablet mountain facing west, which is extremely cloudy..."

"So, this is a natural coffin. The souls of those who died in this ship will definitely be trapped in the ship." A Xu opened his mouth cautiously, looked at Yu Ruyi and said, "Just follow...you Same."

Yu Ruyi's face was pale, she staggered and leaned against the table, and fell limply.

This treasure ship that sank on the Jiunan River thousands of years ago is actually a carefully planned conspiracy by Huo Quan—everyone must die, and the countless priceless treasures on this ship are nothing compared to those who were trapped to death at the bottom of the dark ship. Like coolies—just some funerary offerings.

"Impossible, impossible!" Yu Ruyi suddenly screamed: "If it is according to what you said, then what about the souls on this ship? Why...why is I the only one left? Where are their souls?!" Yu Ruyi suddenly He raised his arm, pointed at A Xu, his eyes were red: "Didn't you say that this ship is a huge coffin, and souls will be trapped on it!"

"It was taken away." He Shishi said, looking at A Xu and saying, "That's how Gu Rulan took away these wraiths trapped in the boat."

"What... what Gu Rulan?" Yu Ruyi looked at He Shiyi blankly, and shook her head unconsciously: "There is no one named Gu Rulan on board."

"Gu Rulan...maybe it's Huo Quan." A Xu sighed, "Thousands of years ago, he had cultivated into a bone spirit. He has a talent—he can draw skin."

painted skin.

Gu Rulan can paint skin to become a famous prostitute Ziying, why can't paint skin to become a wealthy businessman Huo Quan?

"No...impossible..." Yu Ruyi couldn't accept what A Xu said at all, which completely collapsed her belief for thousands of years-her benefactor was not a human being at all?

And the chief culprit who killed everyone on board the entire ship and trapped her in such a state, causing her to wander in this dark river at a loss—is the precarious tragic woman who once played the pipa on the bridge in thin clothes. Extend a friendly hand and ask her if she wants to be a benefactor known to the world?

(End of this chapter)