"No, Sister Ye, it's too dangerous for you to be here alone." Shen Yan shook his head, even he felt terrifying and weird about this ship, not to mention that for Yang Yezi, an ordinary person, without him, I am afraid that something would really happen.

"It's grinding and chirping, like a mother, and it's not refreshing at all." At this time, Yang Yezi's chest shone slightly, and she saw that the snow butterfly that had been dormant in her body woke up, turned into a snow-white light, danced, and finally landed on Yang Yezi's shoulder.

"Don't worry, my sister has my protection, there's nothing for you here, why should you go." Snow Butterfly's voice was quite confident, after this period of cultivation, it had fully recovered, and its strength had improved, and it had still reached the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

However, the combat effectiveness is so-so, at most comparable to the early stage of the ordinary Heavenly Immortal Realm.

Seeing Snow Butterfly, Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed a touch of relief, although Snow Butterfly's strength did not have the slightest combat power in his opinion, but for ordinary people, this is a big master, even if there are some things that are not eye-opening, it is difficult to be its opponent.

"Okay, Shen Yan, this time you can rest assured." Yang Yezi smiled.

"Sister Ye, wait for me to come back." Shen Yan picked up Yang Yezi's face, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and then got up and walked towards the cabin.

As Shen Yan left, on the deck, there were only Yang Yezi and Song Jiaqi, plus a snow butterfly with human nature.

Walked down the stairs towards the cabin, but as soon as he entered, Shen Yan was shocked, it was really that the first floor of this cabin was simply two worlds compared to the deck world above.

I saw that in this layer, at a glance, all of them were bones, and one body was lying on the ground, but these people seemed to have just died, the ground was red, and there was even blood flowing out of the corners of someone's mouth, which was quite weird.

Judging from their costumes, there are some Han costumes worn by people in ancient China, some people are full of beards, dressed like European people in the Middle Ages, and some people, under their noses, have a small handful of beards, which look like warriors of the Sun Country.

However, what surprised Shen Yan even more was that these people were all men, and they were all handsome and chic beautiful men, not a single woman.

"What's going on?" As soon as he came in, Shen Yan was shocked, where did these people come from? Why is their body still so well preserved, it doesn't look like they've been dead for years, it's as if they've just died?

And the people here come from different countries, and it's like a world war, killing everyone.

Even every day I was stunned for a moment, the scene here is simply a battlefield that just happened, everyone fought each other, and finally died together.

But this ship has been adrift in the sea for countless years, how did these corpses be so well preserved?

"How strange!" Even every day, her brows furrowed slightly, not that she was afraid of these corpses, but she had seen no matter how terrifying the ghosts were, let alone these corpses?

"It's really strange, and these corpses still have body temperatures, why is this happening?" Shen Yan walked to the side of a corpse, stretched out his palm, and gently stroked his skin, and found that there was still some temperature, and the skin was not stiff.

He looked up, and in this cabin, there was an oil lamp, flickering faintly, as if it would never be extinguished, which made people feel very strange.

At the top of the cabin, there is a row of night pearls the size of a fist, shining like sky lanterns, illuminating the entire cabin world as if it were day.

Shen Yan walked towards the cabin, as he went deeper, he could feel a faint fluctuation of spiritual power emanating from some corpses, but even if it was a cultivator, it could only be preserved forever unless the strength of the physical body reached the extreme, but obviously these people were not like this.

"This person seems to be from the Tang Dynasty, right?" Shen Yan came to the side of a man in a Tang costume and squatted down, this man was handsome and extraordinary, his face was like a peach blossom, he looked like Pan An, a real beautiful man.

With a slightly upturned face, black and bright hair, and ruddy skin, she is even more beautiful than an ordinary woman.

"But why are there all beautiful men here? It's still this kind of beautiful man, as if someone has collected it. Shen Yan frowned, if it was a collection, why did he create a scene like he had fought? Putting the corpses here like this? It made him puzzled.

"Brother, what are we going to do then?" Looking at this group of corpses every day, along the way, they saw nearly a thousand corpses, and the deaths were strange and strange, which made people feel chills in their hearts.

"The dead are great, although they cannot be buried in a grand ceremony and buried in the ground, but they must also be purified, their grievances must be shattered, so that they can be reincarnated with peace of mind." Shen Yan groaned slightly, and with a wave of his palm, the hellfire erupted and burned towards the corpses around him.

The dark luster flickered, enveloping the corpses, and under Shen Yan's control, the resentment in their bodies was quickly purified, and the corpses seemed to be vaporized, evaporating, leaving nothing behind.

Nearly a thousand corpses were burned by him in just a few moments under the fire of hell.

"Why did the corners of these corpses smile as if they were relieved after they were burned?" Shen Yan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

When he was urging the hellfire before, he clearly felt that when the hellfire touched these corpses, a smile appeared on the corner of their mouths, and the corpses that were lying there seemed to be much looser, allowing the hellfire to burn them.

If one of them is like this, it can be said that it is accidental, but if all the corpses show a relieved expression, then how can this be explained?

Shen Yan didn't know that this matter was too unbelievable for him, so he didn't have the slightest clue at all.

"Every day, have you ever encountered such a strange thing?" Shen Yan looked at Tian Tian and asked, she has lived in hell for hundreds of years, what kind of ghost has she never seen? She should know a lot of such secrets.

"No, this is the first time I've encountered it." Tian Tian shook his head and looked solemn, the appearance of this ghost ship was quite weird, coupled with these corpses, it was even more chilling to the bottom of the heart, and the longer he stayed, the stronger this feeling became.

"Brother, you said that this ship should not be haunted, right?" Tiantian's eyes lit up slightly and asked, I am afraid that such strange things can only be explained by ghosts.

If it was really the ghosts, then it wouldn't be the end of its life, they are all experts at dealing with ghosts.

"It's not like a ghost, there's no ghost smell here." Shen Yan shook his head and said.

His soul power had already penetrated through his body, and he had explored the cabin thoroughly, unless anyone could hide from the probing of his real divine power.

"Little San, where is the familiar aura you sensed? Is there anything on this floor? Shen Yan looked at the three-headed hellhound in Tiantian's arms and asked, the reason why he came down was because the three-headed dog of hell felt a familiar aura, and this aura was quite important to him.

The Three-Headed Hellhound poked his head out, sniffed the air, and shook his head, apparently not finding what he was looking for in this level.

"No matter, let's go to the next floor first, maybe when we walk through this ship, we will know what is going on, and we can also find something useful for Xiao San." Shen Yan smiled and walked towards the stairs of the cabin.

The cabin illuminated by the pearl of the night was empty, and the corpses that had been densely packed here before were all burned, leaving not even a trace of ashes.

Suddenly, in the cabin, there was a gust of wind, so that the oil lamp that had not been extinguished for many years was all extinguished, and in the dark corner, an old woman came out tremblingly, she was very short, only about one meter two, with a hooked nose, a very pointed chin, a sandalwood cane in her hand, deep eye sockets, her face was full of wrinkles, she was draped in a gray cloak, and she wore a black hat on her head, like an old witch.

She walked out slowly, looking at the empty cabin, her face covered with frost, this is the corpse she spent hundreds of years collecting, these are her treasures, but all the most handsome and dashing men in the world are the objects of her collection.

But now? All of them were gone, and all the corpses were burned by the kid just now, which made the tyranny in her heart like a violent wind, never stopping.

"Ahh She let out an angry roar, like a ghost crying, sharp and piercing, making goosebumps rise all over her body.

After a long time, she finally stopped, her chest rising and falling slightly, calming the anger in her heart.

"That kid still looks pretty handsome, since you've ruined all my collections, then you can stay and become my new first collection." The old witch grinned, not a single row of yellowed teeth.

"But the flame in that kid's hand needs to be paid special attention to, it's so terrifying, even I feel terrified." The old witch's eyes flashed slightly, and she was full of fear of hellfire, and she was able to incinerate all the corpses in an instant, so you can imagine how powerful it was.

"There it is." She suddenly thought of something, raised her head, looked through the cabin, as if she saw the poplar leaves on the deck, grinned, and laughed strangely, and then her figure gradually became illusory, until it disappeared. Take a look at the latest chapter of "Hell Patrol Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.