The boatman tugged at the little goldfish in his hand, and now that there were no oars left on the boat, he didn't need to do anything about it, so he simply removed the lamp hanging from the stern and put it on the transom in the middle of the boat. He didn't know what it meant to open the road, and he didn't dare to scare himself in the bad way, so he asked tentatively: "Dare to ask Childe, what does it mean to open the road?"

The man in the iron mask looked at him, shook the gourd in his hand again, and said, "Pour the water." ”

The boatman is like a fat pork on the board at this time, and he will do whatever the man in the iron mask says, even if he asks him to eat, he will not frown. He poured the water from the bamboo tube into the river and handed it to the man in the iron mask.

The iron-masked man didn't answer, but tilted the gourd in his hand, and the rich aroma of glutinous rice wine spread out. At first glance, the wine was still steaming, as if it had just been warmed. He said: "Wine strengthens people's courage. ”

The boatman took a 'big sip', but didn't dare to drink more, just pursed his lips to make a gesture. His eyes rolled in a circle: to die, you must know how you died, and you can't be unclear.

The man's hair was blown by the wind, and from the holes in his mask, a pair of sharp eagle eyes flashed. He said, "Fools self-destruct. ”

The boatman didn't hear clearly, and asked, "What?" The man in the iron mask stopped answering him, and he had to shut his mouth stupidly.

The boat went down the river, and after entering the Huangling River, it made a few turns in the whirlpool, and was almost overturned by the wind and waves several times. By the time the two of them landed, they were already soaking wet, like chickens in soup.

Instead of a pier close to the shore in other places, Huangya Island is a steep cliff with a standing board hanging from top to bottom. Whenever someone wants to go ashore, they have to stand in line on the board, and the people on the cliff pull them up.

It was late at night, and there was no one on the board, except for the bone torches on the cliff dancing a bleak white.

The boatman had no intention of going ashore, and he asked, "It's here." Dare to ask Childe, can I go?"

The man in the iron mask replied, "I won't stop you, but are you sure you can go?"

"This ......," the boatman began to regret why he had thrown his oars into the river so impulsively, and without them he could not walk if he wanted to. "Can Childe come back?" he asked again.

No matter what this person says, he didn't hurt himself after all, and he may be worth believing him again.

However, the iron-masked man said nonchalantly: "The transaction is over." ”

The man in the iron mask flew over the bow of the boat, startling the boatman's mouth wide open, although he could see the planks clearly, but the distance was still ten meters away. I saw that the man was very fast, his toes stepped over the water, and he stood on the plank without much effort.

"Up?" the man in the iron mask asked the boatman again, and the boatman waved his hand again and again. When he saw that the boatman was not on the board, he did not linger too long, but stretched out his hand to shake the rope dragged down the cliff.

In the dark night when the river wind was howling, there was a jingle of bells on the cliff, and then several people looked down at the cliff to make sure that someone was standing on it before they began to pull the rope.

The man in the iron mask rose higher and higher, and the boatman standing alone on the boat was obviously blue from the cold, but the palm of the hand holding the little goldfish was gradually sweating, cold sweat.

A demonic aura circled the boatman and then rested on his shoulder. The boatman didn't know it, he only felt that his neck was a little itchy, and he scratched it a few times with his hand, and the more he scratched, the more itchy, and he felt a little wet. He looked down at his hands, only to see that they were covered in blood. He was even more frightened, and wanted to get out of this evil place as soon as possible, and the demon spirit lying on him sucked the farmer's fear to his heart's content, and let out a creepy shriek.

The man in the iron mask stepped up the cliff and glanced back at the boat, where there were still people on it, only a small goldfish wrapped in a towel scattered all over the ground. "The fool self-destructed, who can blame him?" he popped out a bead in his hand, and looked at it with little force, but he overturned the boat violently, and the little goldfish fell into the water one after another.

The bazaar on Huangya Island is bustling with activity, with experts from all walks of life walking around with masks doing business, and there are no fixed stalls, just a flag on their bodies, and the flag is painted with what they sell, and those who need it are exchanged for things, and both parties agree to exchange them, and most people do business in this way. Little goldfish, gold ingots or something, on Huangya Island, in fact, it's not even as good as a fart.

There are very few fixed shops on Huangya Island, and Diancanglin Pawnshop is one of them. No one who lives on Huangya Island knows who the owner of the pawnshop is, and no one knows where the treasures inside come from, let alone when it will open and when it will be proofed.

The man in the iron mask walked through the bazaar, and from time to time someone waved the flag in front of his eyes, but he didn't mind, and continued to keep those people out of sight.

A woman wearing a fox mask walked past him and said, "Childe, fresh meat, can you look at it?"

"Exchangeable. The man in the iron mask turned to the woman. The woman was stunned, and then, as if she had seen a ghost, she ran into the crowd with her clothes covered.

The man in the iron mask sneered, and then looked at the others in the bazaar. They didn't run directly, but they all consciously avoided a way, and no one dared to get close to him for half a minute. He didn't actually make any special moves, but just pulled the matching sword on his back a little, leaking a white streamer.

Action, but I didn't do it.

It's just that the white ribbon of this iron-masked brother is not simple, and it is more than enough to scare away a group of fools who fish in troubled waters.

But it can't be said that there are many people who are bold and deceive with their own little ability, but most of them are still 'serious' people who want to stay away from the iron-masked man, but they don't want to cause trouble.

The people who do business on Huangya Island and exchange things have flags on their bodies, and those who don't have flags on their bodies may be sellers, or they may be another, that is, they are doing 'dead man's business'.

This 'dead man' is not a goddess, not a chanting excess, but a 'life for things', in other words, similar to an assassin.

Originally, assassins were everywhere, but the iron-masked man's long sword was tied with a white streamer, so it was not the same as ordinary assassins.

The Assassin tied a white ribbon to his sword, killing people for his employer not for money, but for souls. To put it more simply, the meaning of the white ribbon is: to kill the enemy for the Lord, one soul for one life, and tens of thousands of souls, any can be exchanged.

The woman with the mask probably just wanted to sell herself for some treasures, but the man in the iron mask only had a soul to exchange.

Soul is such a thing, what is the use of people asking for it, only demons will want it. The person who can go around between a man and a demon, who knows if it's a man or a demon, so he scared the woman away.

Not long after the man in the iron mask left, he stood in front of a store with three big characters written on the plaque 'Dian Canglin'. At this time, the door of the shop was closed, the white lantern at the door was slightly flooded, and the inconspicuous white flag was swaying in the wind. He hesitated for a moment, then walked over and knocked on the door.

A voice came from the shop: "It's closed today, and Mr. is not in sight." ”

The man in the iron mask said softly, "The soul is coming, and you won't see it?"

"See. A man made a strong sound, and the door of the pawnshop was opened instantly, and the man said, "Close the door." ”

"Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time. The man in the iron mask saluted each other with the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper replied, "I haven't seen you for a long time, come in and say." ”

The pawnshop doesn't look big, and there is an exquisite compartment behind the cabinet where the treasures are placed. There is a bamboo mat and a carved desk machine in the compartment.

The man in the iron mask sat down with the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper smiled and poured tea for the man.

"Why is the Nightmare here?" asked the shopkeeper curiously.

"Naturally, there is something. The Nightmare replied.

The shopkeeper smiled, made a 'please' gesture and said, "You actually let so many little goldfish be given to the boatman? No, it was given to the fish in the river." Hehe, he hasn't even taken his soul, but he just wants to be good?"

"Business comes and goes, and I've always been clear. The man in the iron mask said, "That boatman should not have died." ”

"Didn't you say that the fool destroys himself? When he asks for the price, he breaks his brother away, and you have signaled him to find someone, but he does not listen; when he is in the Huangling River, he is uneasy and kind, and throws his oars into the water, and ruins his chance of returning; and at last if he goes ashore with you, or drinks your soul wine, he will not be afraid, and he will not be captured by the demons. ”

"Dian Yulin, are you spying on me?" Soul Nightmare pushed the teacup aside, and raised the gourd again, "Tea, how can there be any good wine?"

Dian Yulin refused: "You know that I never drink. ”

The Nightmare didn't force him to persuade him, but said, "Alas, it's boring. ”

"Hahaha, when I enter the Huangling River, I enter my chassis, how can I mix and eat here if I am not careful?" Dian Yulin laughed: "Say, what is the matter with me coming from afar this time?"

Soul Nightmare asked, "Do you know anything about Feiliao Hall?"

"Feiliao Hall has never appeared on Huangya Island. Dian Yulin said: "Are you looking for me to sell the news of Feiliao Hall? I can't help you, but there are some new treasures, and there are things in the Three Realms." ”

The Soul Nightmare replied nonchalantly, "The soul is exchanged with you?" ”

"Come on, I want that thing to do. Dian Yulin asked again: "What news do you want from Feiliao Hall, can I help you?"

"You can't help me, and I don't need your help. I don't want the news of Feiliaotang, but it has something to do with Feiliaotang. The new business I took over was to take the life of the informant in Feiliaotang. The price is not low, one for ten. The Nightmare took another sip of wine.

"Hurt by heavy drinking. Dian Yulin pushed the wine over again and said, "Taste it." ”

The Nightmare said, "The person you want to kill...... In your shop. ”

"Who!" Dian Rainforest looked at the Nightmare solemnly, "This can't be. The people in my shop are all brothers who were born into the house, how can there be people from Feiliao Hall. ”

Soulmare drank the last sip of wine and flipped the gourd without sparing a drop. He said: "I just know that the brothers in your fellow shop have a deep relationship, so I came to inform you, otherwise with my ability, he would have died." ”