"Abao!"

Suddenly, a woman from the Eternal tribe picked up the red shadow.

It turned out to be a little girl, with a pink and tender jade, a red felt cloth wrapped around her head and a silver belt around her waist.

At this moment, he was staring at the stranger with big black eyes and curiously looking at the stranger.

Seeing this, Zhong Shenxiu couldn't help but smile.

When Abao saw him, he smiled and showed a sweet smile. However, he lacked a few front teeth and looked very funny...

"Why didn't you see Uncle Hai?"

After a meal, Zhong Shenxiu came to Uncle Mai and asked curiously.

"The owner of the ship was not feeling well just now and was resting in the captain's cabin..."

Uncle Mai smiled and said, "Do you have anything else to ask, such as why there are women and children on our boat?"

"This should be a custom of the tribe, right?"

Zhong Shenxiu scratched her scalp: "I have the strength to just eat nothing. I can leave the sailor's job to me."

He seemed to have accidentally looked out of the deck again: "Why is the boat not driving?"

Here, it is still the area where Fang Lang encountered sea waves before.

"The ship owner said that saving a life is of great merit, so stop here to see if there are any breaths, and then restrain the body..."

Uncle Mai said at the end, rubbed his fingers again and made an expression of understanding.

Compared to fishing for sea cargo, some of the luggage and cargo boxes suspended here may be more valuable.

Zhong Shenxiu nodded in a 'sudden enlightenment' and said nothing more.

At night.

Zhong Shenxiu squeezed between a dry water hand and fell asleep in a hammock.

Outside the hatch door, a pair of eyes stared at him for a long time before leaving slowly.

He came to the deck and saw in the moonlight that it was Lao Mai.

"Ship owner!"

Uncle Mai looked at a figure walking through the darkness and bent down respectfully.

Tick! Tick!

Drops of sea water fell on the deck, and the figure was still hung with seaweed. It seemed that just came up from the sea. He took a watermark step by step and suddenly lay on the deck, his voice hoarse and frenzy: "Here... there is... the breath of my Lord... My Lord... I have... been here!"

"Praise my Lord."

Old Maitou also knelt down, his forehead piously pressing against the ground.

"Go... prepare... tribute!"

The owner's voice was intermittent, as if it was squeezed out of his throat.

"Why!"

Old Maitou agreed without hesitation: "Today I happened to save another strong young man, so I can use it to make up the numbers!"

"The main sacrifice... must be a spiritual child... go and call Abao! [Dagon] likes this kind of sacrifice! The more people there are, the better!"

The owner of the ship ordered intermittently.

"Ahem!"

At this moment, a cough sounded: "Old Maitou... Although I am very grateful for you to save me, I will use me as a sacrifice when I turn my hands. I won't accept it."

"You haven't slept?"

Lao Maitou stood up, his throat swelled up, and suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a scarlet tongue-like thing. The tip cracked and many sawtooths appeared.

He is already inhuman!

Even, it became a demon-like existence!

Of course, there are a lot of weird and demons in this world.

In Fang Lang's memory, he often hears similar legends.

Zhong Shenxiu flashed sideways. Under the moonlight, his hair became longer, his nails began to grow, and a blue-black look appeared on his face, making his appearance extremely ferocious, like a living zombie!

puff!

As soon as he bounced his nails, half of his lamprey-like tongue fell to the ground, and he was still squirming.

And the old wheat head...

He covered his half of his tongue that was constantly bleating blood and fell to the ground... He died like this, dead...

"It seems that this disgusting bug is something he has to do with his life."

Zhong Shenxiu shook his head. Such a kind of trick that is not enough to see is at all.

At this time, he looked at the ship owner Uncle Hai again.

The other party had turned around and let Zhong Shenxiu see the fish scales, corals, scallops on his body... they were like a monster buried under the sea for a long time!

"You are the believer of that monster [Dagon]!"

Zhong Shenxiu said in a sure tone.

In Fang Lang's memory, there is also news about [Dagon], which is a terrifying monster in the sea with all kinds of terrifying abilities.

"You dare to disrespect my Lord?"

Uncle Hai said in a hoarse voice: "You... can't escape... the whole boat... is my people! I want to... dedicate you to [Dagon]!"

"Is that true?"

Zhong Shenxiu looked at him and then she had some pity: "Your ship? Haha... You and Lao Maitou are also pitiful..."

Before he finished speaking, sailors and women... had already stood on the deck.

They looked blankly at Uncle Hai.

"Do you still have an impression? The memory has been modified? This is not your ship at all... but a... a ghost ship!"

Zhong Shenxiu looked at the crew members, women, and little girl Abao under the moonlight.

Their expressions were tumbling, and their bodies gradually became translucent, like a group of ghosts.

Squeak!

The ancient Haixuan made a terrifying sound, and every wooden board was rubbing, like a beast rubbing its teeth.

"ah!"

Uncle Hai screamed, hugged his head, and finally remembered it!

He and Lao Maitou were originally the leaders of a group of pirates, who practiced extraordinary skills and circulated across the East China Sea.

Then, until one day, they robbed the Haixuan...

Is the ending?

Even all the pirates died, only the two of them were left, and their memories were modified and they became the owner and sailor leader of the Haixuan!

"ah!"

Uncle Hai held his head and said, "I...I'm not crazy...haha... This ship, this ship is the biggest evil thing!"

"Although I'm looking forward to seeing that you want to use Abao as a sacrifice, and finally Abao uses you as a sacrifice in reverse, but... I really have to be in case."

Zhong Shenxiu stepped forward and pressed his palm on Uncle Hai's head.

Puss flowed out of Uncle Hai’s seven orifices and fell down softly.

Crunch! Crunch!

A black hole appeared on the deck, like a monster opening its mouth and swallowing the bodies of Uncle Hai and Lao Maitou...

‘After all, [Dagon] has appeared here once. If you sacrifice it again, you will really be able to provoke it. At that time, will I kill it? Or will I kill it?’

Once he kills [Dagon], Zhong Shenxiu must use his own power, and then everything is exposed to [Tianmu]'s nose. Hiding it for the second time may not be effective, which will leave him passive.

When Zhong Shenxiu took action, the group of ghosts looked at his performance without any expression.

"Okay, you guys go down and have a rest."

Zhong Shenxiu flipped through the body, flipped through Uncle Hai to a dark secret book, and waved his hand.

The aura of the paralyzed corpse corpse that Fang Lang cultivated himself dispersed, which actually calmed down the turbulent Haixuan.

The ghost crew members all returned to their cabins with a blank expression.

Captain's indoor.
Chapter completed!