Shut Up! I Am Not a Sea King!

I didn't pay attention before.

Why is this kid so stupid?

Delicate: "..."

His face was flushed with blush, and even his ears were completely red.

"No... Ignore you...!"

She lowered her head and quickened her pace.

During the pleasant conversation, several people came to the address left by Changxi.

——An independent small courtyard near the city lord's mansion.

To my great disappointment, there was no one in the small courtyard, and Changxi was not there either.

The yard is empty.

So after thinking for a while, Chen Yu happily occupied the yard.

......

......

Santu River.

The ferry came slowly across the river.

Standing alone at the bow.

Coir raincoat, bamboo hat.

The face is half fairy and half ghost.

The ferryman supported the bamboo pole and parked the boat on the shore.

She raised her green pupils, stared at the two boat passengers on the shore indifferently, and said in a cold voice, "Where are you going?"

"the other side."

Xing Zhan took out the prepared fare: "Go to the other side."

Under normal conditions.

There is only one kind of person who can go to the other side.

——Possess the imprint of the underworld.

But there are special cases.

For example now.

The owner of the imprint leads others to the other shore,

As the lord of the City of Death, Xing Zhan naturally has a mark.

The person who has the seal does not need a boat fare to go to the other shore, but the Changxi he carries does.

If alone.

Changxi is not eligible to go to the other shore, but the owner of each imprint is eligible to take a person to the other shore.

Otherwise, it is basically impossible to achieve the necessary conditions for leaving the second road of Huangquan.

—Of course, a boat fee is required.

The ferryman glanced at the silent white-haired girl on the shore, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Get on board."

When Xingzhan and Changxi boarded the ferry, the ferryman propped up the boat and sailed slowly into the river.

When boarding.

I don't know if she is too sensitive, but Changxi always feels that the ferryman glanced at her.

The eyes are indescribably weird.

Look up.

Bi Tong was indifferent, without any emotional fluctuations, while the flickering flames in Ghost Pupil seemed to burn through her soul.

On the way to the other shore, a cold voice suddenly sounded from the river.

"Short, what's your name?"

heard.

Xing Zhan looked at the ferryman in surprise.

It took many ferries, but it was the first time that the ferryman asked for someone's name.

As if thinking of something, he was overjoyed.

Could this dwarf really be his sacrifice for leaving the underworld?

"Her name is Changxi."

"I didn't ask you."

Glancing coldly at Xing Zhan who took the initiative to speak, the ferryman said impatiently, "Short, what's your name?"

Changxi: "..."

Taking her eyes away from the howling ghost in the river, Chang Xi's face was gloomy.

But after hesitating for a moment, she still responded: "Changxi."

"Nice name."

With a flattering compliment, the ferryman withdrew his gaze and continued to punting in silence.

The attitude of the ferryman baffled Chang Xi.

But she didn't ask any more questions, but put the sword across her thigh and sat silently at the stern.

Her posture seemed relaxed and indifferent, but she observed carefully, and the eyes that occasionally glanced over Xing Zhan were also full of vigilance.

The right hand seems to be placed on the hilt of the sword casually, but in this position, if anything goes wrong, she can immediately pull out the Mu Yujian.

Apparently, she never let go of her vigilance for criminal warfare.

A strange atmosphere of silence gradually filled the entire ferry.

The ferryman stood at the bow of the boat with an indifferent expression, propping up the boat with bamboo poles unhurriedly.

Standing in the middle of the boat, Xing Zhan's slightly drooping eyes fell on the ferryman in front from time to time. Various complex emotions of fear and expectation flashed in his eyes. As his emotions fluctuated, the white bone spurs on his body turned red from time to time, and then faded.

Chang Xi was sitting at the stern of the boat, her eyes seemed to be looking at the river, but she was actually looking at the remaining two people on the boat calmly from the corner of her eye.

The demeanor and behavior of the three are different.

The only thing that is probably the same is but the same silence.

In this weird atmosphere, the three of them walked silently all the way to the other side.

quickly,

An isolated island appeared in Changxi's sight.

The ferry docks.

The ferryman touched the river surface with a bamboo pole, and stopped the ferry: "The other side has arrived."

Xing Zhan disembarked first.

Chang Xi followed closely behind, and just before she was about to get off the boat, a bamboo pole was placed across her face.

Changxi's eyes turned cold, and she looked at the ferryman: "What do you mean?"

The ferryman said calmly, "Your fare is not enough."

As soon as the words fell, Changxi felt a blur in front of her eyes.

The bamboo pole lying in front of her suddenly reached out to her wrist, and with a light hook, it hooked away the bracelet made of seven-color jade on her wrist.

Then the bamboo pole slapped behind her, and Chang Xi staggered and got off the boat uncontrollably.

at the same time.

An imperceptible stream of light poured into Changxi's body from the bamboo pole.

Looking at the empty wrist, Chang Xi's eyes flashed with cold anger.

Seven-color jade bracelet.

It was a gift from someone.

- WOW!

With a cry, the red phoenix with spread wings was summoned from the virtual world.

The flowing fireworks ignited the icy world and reflected the blood-yellow river water.

Chang Xi turned around and pointed her sword at the ferryman, her voice was icy cold: "Give me back the things!"

The ferryman didn't speak, but calmly looked at the angry Chang Xi and the red phoenix spreading their wings.

There was no emotion in the voice: "This is the boat fare."

"Little dwarf, don't worry about it."

Faced with this situation, Xing Zhan chose to stop Chang Xi without hesitation.

Chang Xi gave Xing Zhan a cold look, ignored the anger in his eyes, and continued to stare at the ferryman.

She repeated in an icy tone like the cold wind blowing dead wood: "Give that thing back to me."

The ferryman didn't care about the cold killing intent in Changxi's eyes. She put away the seven-color jade bracelet and said casually, "The ferryman never refunds the ferry fee. If you want to get this thing back, you can get something more valuable next time." Just come and change."

Speaking of this, she paused and said something strange: "I hope you still have a chance."

After finishing speaking, the ferryman ignored him and was about to leave as soon as he supported the bamboo pole.

"Stop her."

In Xing Zhan's annoyed expression, Chang Xi's body began to flicker with white lights representing ghosts and creatures.