The car drove directly to a port outside Jiangcheng and stopped.
Lin Yang boarded the ship following a group of young and well-dressed men and women.
He took a moment to look at it and found that this was not a merchant ship, but a private ship. The hull itself was not large and could accommodate about eighty people.
There were many men and women in tight clothing standing on the deck.
When Uncle Yan walked over, these people all lowered their heads and signaled.
Obviously, these are the people from Wangyou Island!
"Let's go." Uncle Yan shouted.
The ship immediately set sail and moved forward slowly.
"Uncle Yan, who is this boy?"
On the boat, a person stared at Lin Yang sitting on the deck and couldn't help but ask.
"The doctor the girl found said she wanted to treat her aunt, but I think she was just messing around. If this kid has no medical skills, then we have reason to lock this girl up for a year, and we will save her from going around causing trouble.
!" Uncle Yan snorted coldly.
Others heard this and nodded immediately.
As for Xue Youyou, he had already been sitting on the bow of the boat with a bitter look on his face, feeling unhappy.
She finally understood that Uncle Yan brought this boy here not thinking that this boy could cure her aunt's disease, but to stop Xue Youyou's mouth. This Lin Yang was just an excuse, an excuse for Uncle Yan to cure her aunt's illness.
Xue Youyou’s excuse for being locked up on the island for a year.
Thinking of this, Xue Youyou couldn't help but wipe her tears.
My life is too miserable...
Lin Yang didn't care.
In fact, he has long been full of curiosity about Wangyou Island.
This should be an ancient sect that can call itself an island... I'm afraid this island has been bought by the people from Wangyou Island.
Of course, Lin Yang came here for a purpose.
Generally speaking, people from this ancient clan are very likely to have fallen spirit blood.
If you can get a few drops of fallen spiritual blood on Wangyou Island and collect twenty drops, then this trip will be a huge profit.
"There is no news about the fallen spirit blood now, so let's go to Wangyou Island and have a look." Lin Yang murmured.
The ship kept heading north and had already left Jiangcheng. It passed through Shanghai and it was unknown where it arrived before it saw an island.
The island is not that big. At a glance, it is about the size of a small county town. It is covered with lush greenery, but you can also see some towering buildings among the trees.
What surprised Lin Yang was that most of these buildings were in ancient style, with pavilions, pavilions, eaves and brackets, giving them a unique flavor.
At this moment, there was a man wearing a bamboo hat who looked like a boatman standing on the pier of the island.
When he saw the approaching ship, he immediately dispersed the surrounding wooden ships.
The ship docks.
"Greetings to the second elder." The boatman clasped his fists in salute.
His behavior and behavior are all unhelpful to those of the ancients.
It is indeed the ancient martial arts sect.
Lin Yang was secretly heartbroken.
"Where is the island owner?" Xueyan asked.
"Reporting to the second elder, the island owner left the island this morning and doesn't know where he is going," the boatman said.
"With the island owner away, I won't be able to see my sister-in-law. It seems that I won't be able to properly repair this little girl for a while." Xue Yan turned his head and glared at Xue Youyou.
"I...I didn't make any mistakes. Uncle Yan, why do you always have to fight against me..." Xue Youyou said aggrievedly.
