"Young master, be careful!"


    Seeing the big ship crashing directly towards them, song Qingyun reacted first and shouted directly.


    Then her sword came out of its sheath and made a stab. The huge sword light crossed the water and cut towards the hull.


    Directly cut the whole ship''s hull in half.


    When song Qingyun pulled out his sword, many young monks on large ships turned white.


    Because just from the moment the woman pulled out her sword, they smelled the smell of death floating in the air.


    "Impossible! How could she be friar Wanding!"


    "Crazy, I must be crazy. I can''t believe I''ll shoot friar Wanding!"


    "Ladies and gentlemen, I won''t give you a hand until I was blinded by lard. I hope you can let us go and thank you again in the future!"


    The hull was cut. A huge building ship was divided into two sections in the Styx river. The two sections of the building ship were tilted high and would sink in the next second.


    Sinking in the Styx river is undoubtedly announcing the end of the lives of these young monks.


    Styx river is a terrible river. It is said that the Styx River comes from the underworld. The end of the Styx river is the river of forgetting the river in the underworld.


    The river is light, no load, no rot.


    For tens of millions of years, the Styx river has swallowed up the lives of many monks.


    So when the building ship of these friars was split in half by song Qingyun''s sword, they immediately panicked.


    If the ship sinks, they will die.


    So the only hope at this time is to take care of their boat.


    They began to ask for help, completely forgetting who wanted to crash Gu Zhun''s boat and win the treasure.


    Looking at how miserable these people are, Gu Zhun stood there as if he didn''t hear anything at all, just looked at them quietly.


    I remember a group of bald donkeys on Jingfo island in the South China Sea once said that people have to pay for their choices.


    What cause is planted, what fruit will be formed.


    The former Gu Zhun didn''t believe it. He slaughtered the nine realms, so in this life, he had a blood tripod.


    At this time, seeing that these young people were about to pay the price of their lives for their choices, Gu Zhun suddenly felt that what the bald donkeys said seemed to be reasonable.


    It seems that I will find another chance to visit those bald heads on Jingfo island in the future.


    Gu Zhun calmly watched the ship sink completely in the Styx river. Hundreds of people were swallowed by the water of the black river. The river was full of screams.


    Gu Zhun thought of going to the South China Sea.


    But if his idea is known by the Buddhas in the South China Sea, I''m afraid he will be in a panic.


    I can''t wait to smoke my mouth. I used to be idle and flustered before I told this murderous man these great principles. Now Gu Zhun has to come to Jingfo island again. How many days can they have a good life?


    Where did the murderer go and where did he have peace?


    Watching these young monks sink into the Styx River, a golden thread has been pulled up in the eastern sky.


    it''s dawn!


    "We should go back, uncle, please."


    Gu Zhun stood in the bow, not tight or slow.


    The boatman was very frightened by the news just now. At this time, he finally learned what kind of people are on his ship now.


    The woman who just gave the sword, friar Qianding, is not something he can afford.


    So the boatman didn''t dare to have any ideas at this time. He nodded and drove the boat directly to Fengming ferry.


    He is ready to rot tonight''s affairs in his stomach and regard what happened tonight as a lifelong secret, which even the closest people will not say.


    But Gu Zhun didn''t know what the boatman thought.


    At Fengming ferry, Gu Zhun and his party got off the boat directly and walked towards Jiuqu ancient city.


    When entering the city, Gu Zhun was in a better mood without those soldiers guarding the city.


    Before entering the city, Gu Zhun left Huang Wei outside the city.


    "Remember what I asked you to do?"


    Gu Zhun said to him.


    Huang Wei''s face was bitter. Just now, the uncle told him something alone, which made Huang Wei very embarrassed.


    Because the Lord asked him to dig other people''s graves.


    Help him find two coffins and send them to Fengming ferry early tomorrow morning.


    Huang Wei has never seen such a request in his life.


    Because digging someone else''s tomb itself is a third rate thing, that is, someone will do these things in some secular circles, and there is basically no face to do such things in the friar world.


    "Sir, why do you want a coffin? If you want a coffin, the small one can buy two for you. Why dig in someone else''s grave? If someone finds out, it''s a job to annoy the public."


    Huang Wei is a little embarrassed.


    What Gu Zhun just told him, he really can''t do it.


    Huang Wei is usually a petty thief. No matter how much he swindles, he just lives in a mess.


    Huang Wei can''t do such things as stealing tombs and digging other people''s ancestral tombs at all.


    "No nonsense, let you go. No matter what method you use, I''ll see something at Fengming ferry before dawn tomorrow morning. Remember what I told you. The owner of the tomb must have died between 300 and 500 years. It must be a wooden coffin, a mahogany, a vertical burial coffin, and the coffin head must be tied with a red rope. Remember clearly." Gu Zhun looked at him and said.


    Huang Wei nodded, but he was still muttering.


    With such a strange burial method, where did he find such two qualified coffins in such a short time.


    But just now, when Gu Zhun divided the treasure on the Styx River, Huang Wei also got a good treasure.


    No way, who told himself to eat others'' soft mouth and take others'' soft hand.


    Just two coffins. Huang Wei gritted his teeth.


    Steal, steal!


    It''s a big deal. I''ll give it back later.


    After saying goodbye to Gu Zhun, Huang Wei walked cautiously to a random burial post outside Jiuqu ancient city before dawn.


    After seeing Huang Wei off, Gu Zhun turned and walked into the city.


    After entering the city, he returned to the Sanbei restaurant and cleaned up briefly. He took song Qingyun and others to another alley in Jiuqu ancient city.


    Through this small alley with cross flow of sewage, a strange smell came out of a room. Qu Baobao smelled the smell from a distance, and his nose moved with it. He couldn''t help being greedy.


    "How fragrant!"


    When they looked up, they saw a plaque hanging in front of the door of the house.


    "Old ho fish soup."


    "Childe, what is this place?" silver moon wondered and looked at Gu Zhun and said.


    Gu Zhun didn''t say anything. He stepped into it and slowly said, "it''s a famous restaurant in Jiuqu ancient city. The fish soup here is unique."