The ship chased the pearl girl all the way to Bat Island.

The bat island is surrounded by rugged rocks and very dangerous. The sea girl who is familiar with the terrain here can penetrate into its gaps and freely avoid it. The ship is far less agile than her. Seeing this, Wuhua asked Zhu Ting to anchor and moored the boat to the sea some distance away from the island.

In the dark night, Bat Island is like an extremely large ancient beast, entrenched among the reefs, staring at it covetously.

Luo Feiyu's blue dot entered the belly of the giant beast.

Amid the howling sounds of raging waves and wind and waves, a row of human figures appeared on the beast-like reef in the distance.

"Is Mr. Yuan Suiyunyuan's boat in front?" The voice was clear and delicate, and it turned out to be a young woman.

The original cloud should naturally be.

The woman in black was shattered and fell lightly on the bow of the boat. She carried a long rope in her hand and tied a knot on the mast with the rope head.

"You are here from afar. I am late to welcome you, but please forgive me. Please go up to the bridge!"

Everyone looked in the direction of her fingers and saw the long rope shaking in the strong wind, reaching straight towards the boundless darkness.

This is the way to the island?!

Wuhua stared at the long rope intently and asked, "Where does this bridge lead to?"

The woman in black replied, "This bridge can reach the Pure Land, but if a guest fails to get home and falls accidentally, he will fall into the ghost realm and will never be reborn. So after dawn, there is another way to go. Those who can't walk this bridge should take that road."

This level of light skills is not a problem. Wuhua glanced at Yuan Suiyun without any trace and walked up first.

Chu Liuxiang wanted to hold him, but when he saw Wuhua flew out more than ten feet along the rope in an instant, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

He knew that Wuhua had no invitation, but Wuhua seemed to be completely unwilling to worry about whether this move would cause trouble to Yuan Suiyun or Gao Yanan.

...Well, people like him have never had to worry about him.

Chu Liuxiang, Hu Tiehua and others stayed on the boat, intending to wait for dawn to sneak into the island on another road.

Yuan Suiyun, Gao Yanan, and Hua Zhenzhen followed Wuhua and also walked through the rope.

The rope is very long, as if it can never be finished.

Luo Feiyu was right, the place was indeed so dark that there was no trace of light.

Wuhua subconsciously touched the Zen Staff behind him. Occasionally, when he was using Shaolin martial arts, the Zen Staff would emit a dazzling golden light. In such a place, carrying this weapon was equivalent to carrying a lamp.

But he did not intend to expose his trump card so early. Light always needs to shine through the darkness at the most appropriate time to achieve the best results.

There were island slaves in front of us, and they asked Wuhua for invitations.

Wuhua learned from Yuan Suiyun's voice, made a cold tone, and said angrily: "Can't you even hear my voice?"

The reason why he walked so fast was that he had to go up the bridge was to leave Yuan Suiyun behind from afar.

Several island slaves hesitated for a moment and said cautiously: "Customers, don't joke..."

Wuhua punched it away with a punch. It was Shaolin's "Dragon Subduing Tiger Arhat Fist". He had seen him use it when he was fighting with Yuan Suiyun on the boat, "If you don't want it anymore, I can make it the same as your eyes."

The days when Luo Feiyu had just been broken, he told him some information about the island. As soon as he said this, the island slave who was punched immediately knelt on the ground in panic.

"Master, forgive me!"

Wuhua held one hand behind her back and said arrogantly and coldly: "What's the situation in Tang Xiaoxi?"

Na Islandnu replied: "Young Master Ding Feng is taking care of you, so it should be fine."

Wuhua pondered for a moment and then said, "There are guests behind, please treat me well. You, take me to the cell where Tang Xiaoxi was locked up before, and let Ding Feng come to see me."

The island slaves naturally did it.

As soon as they got down to the second floor, the person who led the way realized something was wrong. If the young master was on the island, when would he need them to lead the way?

As soon as this thought arose in her heart, a sharp wind gushed behind her.

Wuhua knocked her out, then restrained her breath and hid it.

After a while, a few island slaves rushed over. They searched here, and after finding nothing, they carried the unconscious woman away.

Wuhua heard them say, "Someone sneaked in and they all cheered up. After that, when they patrol, they met someone with no waist cards, and they would kill them without any wrists!"

When they walked away, Wuhua began to grop in the darkness.

Every step in this place is full of unknowns. Walking in such a place, even the passage of time will become an illusion. Wuhua doesn't know how long he has walked along the stone steps and how many patrol people have escaped, and finally heard a little voice.

An old man with a strong aura complained in front of him: "No fire is allowed in this place, but it has ruined me!" Wuhua was still a little far away from him, and he could smell the smell of smoke on his body.

"Mr. Zhu, bear it, there are rules for selling gold caves." This is the voice of a young man.

Wuhua listened to their steps and breath as they walked, and judged that the old man was about seven feet tall, thin, and had a great smoking appetite. He was in his sixties or seventies, and he had a Huaixi Luzhou accent in his official language.

He frowned and thought for a moment, and suddenly his heart lit up: Wang Tianshou!

He was secretly surprised, thinking about Luo Feiyu's previous explanation, weighed for a few minutes, and immediately followed Wang Tianshou.

"I am so old that I am not as energetic as you young people. I just taste some freshness. It's really uncomfortable to get addicted to smoking."

The young man then said, "If Mr. Zhu doesn't dislike me, I have a snuff bottle here, which can be given to the old man for emergency treatment."

Wang Tianshou said: "How can you be so embarrassed..."

The young man smiled generously: "Daming Mansion has never lacked such things. There are two or three similar things on the boy. I'll give Mr. Zhu one without any harm."

Wuhua knew that this young man was from Daming Mansion. There was a Zhao Gang who "opened a monument with one hand" in Daming Mansion, and he should be him.

The two of them chatted and walked into a lively place. Wuhua noticed the gradually richer powdery atmosphere in the air and couldn't help but frown.

The hall was filled with flirting sounds, with intermittent, slight charming laughter floating from all directions, mostly women's, and men's heavy breathing.

"..." Wuhua really didn't expect that Wang Tianshou would come to such a place when he was old.

The crowd was rushing and rushing, Wuhua could see nothing, and it was not like someone else who had bamboo poles in his hands to explore the way. It was really difficult to follow Wang Tianshou without being discovered.

Moreover, the woman here was so enthusiastic that he bumped into a woman in his arms just inattentively.

"Oh, why are your skin smoother than women's?" The woman was extremely bold and touched his face as soon as she came up!

Wuhua changed his expression on the spot, took a step back sharply, lowered his voice and shouted: "Go away!"

The woman was even more surprised when she heard his voice. Even the women around who had not come here paid attention to them: "It's a young man, it's really rare! Why was she picked up again!"

Wuhua couldn't alarm Wang Tianshou, who was not far away, so he had to pretend to be reserved and said: "You, don't touch me!"

But the woman was afraid that he would be snatched away by others, so she hugged her tightly. She naturally wrapped her fingers around Wuhua's hair and blew on his neck: "You're already here, what are you waiting for? Let's go, follow me back to the room, we..."

Wuhua was not used to being close to her. When her wrist turned, she stuck the woman's hand. She was about to threaten her to be obedient, but the woman was unstable and staggered.

Wuhua thought she was deliberately trying to throw herself into her arms, so she naturally opened her body and let her lose.

But he didn't know what the woman was doing, and he pulled his hair to death and refused to let go. Wuhua wouldn't have expected this. When the sudden coldness on his head, he realized what happened later.

Wuhua almost pressed down on his head with conditioned reflex.

He touched his naked head.

"……!"Amitabha!!!

With a "Ouch", the woman fell to the ground.

The woman touched a ball of things in her hand, and her heart was beating wildly!

She threw away the wig, quickly stood up and grabbed Wuhua's sleeve, "You...!"

"!!!" Wuhua's pupils suddenly shrank, and hesitated between throwing her away and fighting with the island slave, and pretending that nothing happened. Before he could speak, he heard Zhao Gang's scream.

"Ouch! Hiss--What's on the ground! Almost slipped me!"

He actually stepped on the wig that the woman threw away...

Zhao Gang squatted down in a daze, groped on the ground, and when he touched the strands of objects, his expression on his face stiffened for a moment.

"What..." He screamed and threw the wig out, and howled in a panic of horror: "Hair!! There is a head on the ground!!!"

The clients were startled by him, and their wigs flew into someone's arms.

As soon as the client touched his hair, he immediately got goose bumps and threw his wig out: "Fuck, fuck! How could this be so big!!"

"What? What head??"

"What's going on!"

Zhao Gang's tone changed, and he shouted in horror: "Hair! Flying hair! Ghost!!"

"Fuck!"

"Light the light! Light the light!"

"The fire is prohibited on the Bat Island! Violators will be killed without any attention!"

Everyone was shocked by Zhao Gang's particularly horrifying and shrill voice. No one dared to take the wig and kick the ball around on the ground. Wherever the wig went, it attracted a burst of exclamations from wherever it was:

"Ah--!" This is the woman's scream that was enough to penetrate her eardrums.

"No, don't come here!!"

"Damn it, don't throw it to me!!!"

"Calm down! Everyone!!"
To be continued...