Lord of the Divine Show

"Abao!"

Suddenly, a soft call was heard, and a woman from the Min tribe picked up the red figure.

It turned out to be a little girl, who was born as tender as jade and snow, with a red felt cloth wrapped around her head and a silver belt tied around her waist.

At this time, he was staring at the stranger curiously with his big, shiny black eyes.

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

When Ah Bao saw him smiling, he also showed a sweet smile. However, he was missing a few front teeth and looked very funny...

"Why haven't you seen Uncle Hai?"

After finishing the meal, Zhong Shenxiu approached Uncle Mai and asked curiously.

"The captain has just been feeling unwell and is resting in the captain's cabin..."

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

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

Zhong Shenxiu scratched his scalp: "I have some strength, so I can't just eat for free. If you have any sailor's work, you can leave it to me."

As if inadvertently, he looked outside the deck again: "Why can't the ship start?"

This is surprisingly the area where Fang Lang encountered waves before.

"The captain said that saving one life is a great merit, so he stopped here to see if anyone was breathing, and to collect the body..."

At the end of his sentence, Uncle Mai rubbed his fingers again and made a knowing expression.

Compared to catching seafood, some of the luggage and cargo boxes suspended here may be more valuable.

Zhong Shenxiu nodded with a sudden realization and said nothing more.

At night.

Zhong Shenxiu squeezed into a group of sailors and slept in a hammock.

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

He came to the deck and took a look in the moonlight, and he saw that it was Uncle Mai.

"Ship owner!"

Uncle Mai looked at a figure approaching in the darkness and bowed respectfully.

Tick ​​tock! Tick ​​tock!

Drops of seawater fell on the deck, and the figure was still covered with seaweed. It seemed that he had just come up from the sea. He took one step at a time and suddenly lay down on the deck. His voice was hoarse and filled with fanaticism: "Here... there is... my lord. The breath... my lord... has... been... here before!"

"Praise my Lord."

Lao Maitou also knelt down, his forehead piously pressed to the ground.

"Go...prepare...tributes!"

The captain's voice was broken, as if it was squeezed out of his throat.

"Why!"

Lao Maitou agreed without hesitation: "I happened to save another young boy today, so I can use it to make up the number!"

"The main sacrifice... must be a soul boy... call A Bao! [Dagon] likes this kind of sacrifice! The other human sacrifices... the more the better!"

The captain ordered intermittently.

"Ahem!"

At this moment, a cough sounded: "Old Maitou... Although I am very grateful to you for saving me, you will use me as a sacrifice if you change your hands, and I will not comply."

"You didn't sleep?"

Old Maitou stood up, his throat twitched, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a scarlet tongue-like thing, with the tip cracked and many jagged teeth appearing.

He is clearly no longer human!

Even, it turned into a demon-like existence!

Of course there are a lot of weirdos and monsters in this world.

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

Zhong Shenxiu dodged sideways. Under the moonlight, his hair became longer, his nails began to grow, and his face turned green and black, making his appearance extremely ferocious, like a living corpse!

puff!

With a flick of his fingernail, half of the lamprey-like tongue fell to the ground, still squirming.

And Lao Maitou...

He covered half of his tongue that was constantly spurting blood, and fell to the ground... just dead, dead...

"It seems like this disgusting insect is the one that will cost him his life."

Zhong Shenxiu shook his head. This kind of heretical technique was simply not good enough.

At this time, he looked at the captain, Uncle Hai.

The other party had turned around, allowing Zhong Shenxiu to see the fish scales, corals, and scallops on his body... He looked like a monster that had been buried under the sea for a long time!

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

Zhong Shenxiu said in a positive tone.

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

"How dare you disrespect my Lord?"

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

"Is it?"

Zhong Shenxiu looked at him with some pity: "Your boat? Haha... You and Lao Maitou are also pitiful people..."

Before he finished speaking, sailors and women... were already standing on the deck.

They looked at Uncle Hai blankly.

"Don't you still have any impression? The memory has been modified? This is not your ship at all... but a... ghost ship!"

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

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

Squeak!

The ancient Haixuan made a terrifying sound, and every plank of wood was rubbing together, like a beast grinding its teeth.

"ah!"

Uncle Hai screamed, holding his head, and finally remembered!

He and Lao Maitou were originally the leaders of a group of pirates. They practiced strange arts and traveled across the East China Sea.

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

The ending?

Even after all the pirates died, only the two of them had their memories modified and became the captain and boatswain of the Haixuan!

"ah!"

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

"Although I'm looking forward to seeing the reversal where you want to use A Bao as a sacrifice, and finally A Bao uses you as a sacrifice, but... I really have to be just in case."

Zhong Shenxiu stepped forward and put a palm on Uncle Hai's head.

Pus flowed from Uncle Hai's seven orifices and he fell 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 before. If you continue to offer sacrifices, it is really possible to provoke it. When the time comes, will I kill it? Or kill it? ’

Once [Dagon] is killed, Zhong Shenxiu will definitely use his power, and then everything will be exposed under the eyes of [Tianmu]. Hiding for the second time may not work, which will make him passive.

When Zhong Shenxiu took action, the group of ghosts showed no expression at all and silently watched his performance.

"Okay, you guys go down and rest."

At this time, the ancient ship opened its mouth again and spit out a pile of debris. The smell was extremely fishy, ​​and it seemed that it was leftover food or things that could not be digested.

Zhong Shenxiu flipped through it, found a black book, and glared at the black hole again.

Fang Lang's own cultivation of the Parallel Corpse Discipline Immortal aura overflowed and actually silenced the turbulent Haixuan.

The ghost crew members all returned to their cabins with dull expressions.

Captain's interior.

Zhong Shenxiu lit the oil lamp and opened the secret book.