Shut Up! I Am Not a Sea King!

Simply blood loss!

Chen Yu looked at Slimy Qiao who was at the side, and she quickly waved her hand: "Brother Chen Yu, I'm not going either, I'm waiting here for Sister Wusan to come back."

She doesn't like the scenery of Santu River.

And she also has the same concerns as Liu Menghan.

The boat fare is too expensive.

"Ok."

Chen Yu nodded, and his eyes fell on the old man Xia Dongli.

Just as Xia Dongli was about to refuse, Chen Yu turned around: "Then I'm leaving."

Xia Dongli: "..."

He couldn't get up in one breath.

Although he doesn't plan to go, isn't this treatment too obvious?

......

......

Jingle Bell.

The crisp copper bells echoed.

A ferry boat came slowly from the river.

After parking the ferry on the shore, a cold voice came: "Where are you going?"

Old rules.

Chen Yu raised his eyebrows: "Go to the girl's heart."

The ferryman said indifferently: "Get on the boat."

Chen Yu jumped onto the boat in a hurry, and the ferryman supported the bamboo pole, and the ferry left the shore.

This move surprised Chen Yu a little.

When he said this before, the ferrymen would just push it and get it done.

Why did it change today?

Just when Chen was puzzled, something pinned to the ferryman's waist suddenly caught Chen Yu's attention.

——A bracelet made of jade stones of seven colors.

Chen Yu's eyes froze.

A note pops up.

[Wusan's seven-color jade bracelet, made of seven-color jade bracelets, is Wusan's favorite item. 】

Why is Wusan's bracelet on the ferryman?

Chen Yu's heart sank.

He asked: "Girl, where did this bracelet on your waist come from?"

"Boat fare."

The ferryman supported the boat, and said casually: "A short man with white hair is going to the other side by boat, and the fare is not enough. This thing is very beautiful, so I will use it as a mortgage."

Wusan went to the other side! ?

Didn't the ferryman say that people without the mark of the underworld cannot go to the other shore?

How did Wusan get there?

"Girl, didn't you say that people without the mark of the underworld cannot go to the other shore."

"There are two ways to leave Huangquan. One is to take the way of Huangquan, and the other is that the owner of the imprint of Huangquan offers to bring someone..."

The ferryman didn't continue, but Chen Yu already understood what she wanted to express.

The owner of the mark of the underworld can take people to the other shore.

And who will they take to the other side?

There is only one answer.

— offerings.

Chen Yu lowered his eyes and lowered his voice a little: "Girl, this bracelet is very beautiful, I wonder if you can sell it to me?"

"This is the mortgaged item of the boatman. Under normal circumstances, the boatman has to wait for the boatman to come back and pay to redeem it. However, there are exceptions, that is, the boatman no longer intends to redeem it."

The bamboo pole pierced the river water, making a rushing sound.

"You are unlucky this time, and you have encountered a special case, so I can sell it to you, but you have to think about it, this bracelet is very expensive."

Chen Yu was well aware of another meaning in the ferryman's words.

There is only one case where the ship's passengers never come back to redeem the mortgaged items.

That is - the ship's passengers never come back.

Chen Yu remained expressionless: "How much?"

The ferryman looked back, with a half-smile: "One hundred ferry fares."

Bracelets are not expensive.

But getting her to break the rules once was expensive.

Chen Yu calmly took out a bottle full of undead tree sap, and threw it to the ferryman: "I will give the extra to you, Miss."

Shaking the porcelain bottle in his hand, the ferryman couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard the muffled sound inside.

She put away the porcelain bottle, then took off the bracelet on her waist, and threw it to Chen Yu.

Then, continue to row slowly, rowing the boat once and for all.

Chen Yu put away the bracelet calmly, looking at the river with his dark eyes, and the howling ghost was reflected in his pupils, like layers of strange ink mist.

For some reason, Moon Beast suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

It landed on the boat from Chen Yu's shoulder, looked up at Chen Yu curiously, and let out a flattering dragon cry.

Chen Yu smiled, stretched out his hand to tease its chin with his fingers, and then said: "Girl, I remember you said that people who die in Huangquan will have two outcomes, one can be saved, and the other cannot be saved. "

Letting the moon beast hold his hand with its paws, Chen Yu continued to say: "My friend has something wrong, I wonder if there is any way to save her?"

"Oh, what's wrong with your friend?"

"She's dead."

"Recently, there have been a lot more ghosts in the Santu River, and it may not be possible to save them."

Chen Yu understood.

Changxi's soul is not in Santuhe.

Right.

It is normal for Changxi to have an accident on the other side, and her soul to fall into the other side.

The ferryman once said that the soul that falls into the other shore is tantamount to being completely dead.

That time, her tone could be described as decisive.

But this time.

The ferryman didn't bite her to death and said it was hopeless, she said it was possible.

How this might come about...

It seems.

The one-hundred-time boat fee is worth the money.

Chen Yu took out another porcelain bottle and put it on the boat: "Madam, please tell me about this possibility."

The ferryman glanced at the porcelain vase that Chen Yuxin took out, turned around with the bamboo pole in his hand, and the porcelain vase fell into Chen Yu's arms again.

She is not greedy.

The previous bottle was enough.

She calmly said a word: "At the end of Huangquan Road, there is something you want."

Except ferry.

She can't meddle in Huang Quan's affairs.

It is already an exception to preserve Changxi's soul.

No matter how much, she can't do it, let alone do it.

Chen Yu nodded and put away the porcelain bottle.

It asks the last question: "Who else is going to the other side?"

The ferryman didn't answer, but just supported the boat silently.

After a few minutes.

A cold voice sounded: "The city of death has arrived."

Chen Yu looked up.

Under the dark sky, there is a pale city.

The so-called answer.

In fact, Chen Yu had already guessed.

But in this moment it's all but clearer.

Chen Yu turned his head and said sincerely, "Thank you, Miss."

The ferryman didn't speak, he just glanced sideways not far away, then punted and left.

After the ferryman left, Chen Yu walked for a while in the direction she was looking at last.