This foreigner from Southeast Asia had a very unauthentic accent at first, and when he was nervous he could only speak word by word. Now he suddenly speaks so fluently that I can't believe my ears.
The most incredible thing is that this voice sounds very familiar to me, but I can't remember who it is all of a sudden. It seems very intimate and yet very distant. But when I looked up and saw his eyes, I suddenly understood everything. Damn, this is the voice of Menyouping.
Seeing me standing there puzzled, he leaned over and grabbed my collar, trying to lift me up. I was clumsy and it took me several flips to climb onto the deck. I quickly grabbed him and asked, "Are you - are you?" I was so surprised that the words got stuck in my mouth.
Naiming knew what I was going to ask and nodded. I was still a little unconvinced and took a few steps back to look at him. I really couldn't see any trace of Monk Oil Bottle in him. When he entered the Palace of Prince Lu, he looked like a human being. How did he become like this now? Even if he used a disguise, his height couldn't be shorter.
He saw me staring at him blankly, probably understood my doubts, and stretched out his hand. I saw those two extremely long fingers. I couldn't help but believe this genius, but how could this be possible? Could he be resurrected by borrowing a corpse?
He just said, "Don't be surprised, and don't ask too many questions. We can talk about it in detail when we have a chance. Now I have to keep it a secret from those people on the ship."
At this time, the sea had calmed down. Although the dark clouds in the sky were still there, they had been divided into small pieces. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the clouds. The sky looked very magical. It seemed that this damn storm had finally passed.
Unfortunately, the big hole in the hold was still flooding with water. If the water didn't come up quickly, the boat would be completely submerged in less than ten minutes. The most important thing now was to leave here. It was not appropriate to ask him at this time. But there was one thing I had to know. I thought about it and said, "You don't have to ask me, but you have to tell me first, are you Zhang Qiling?"
This question is very important. If he is, he must have entered that sea battle. That means Wen Jin and others might still be alive. As long as I know they are still alive, I will naturally have the opportunity to answer other questions.
I didn't expect him to be stunned when he heard me ask this, and asked me curiously: "Who is Zhang Qiling?" His expression was surprisingly natural, not like he was pretending. I got anxious when I saw it, and lowered my voice and said to him: "Don't lie to me again, I know you must be it!"
He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "To be honest, I don't even know who I am, how can you know?"
I was quite confident in my ability to judge people, and I knew that his smile was not fake. I was confused and didn't know what he meant by this. I wanted to ask him more, but he waved his hand at me and pointed behind him.
I looked back and saw that the fishing boat we were on was very close, but had not yet come close. There was a red-haired foreigner on the boat, waving his hands and shouting, " Areyouok ?"
Men Youping carried the woman on his back and waved to the fishing boat. The people on the fishing boat cheered, then started the engine and moved towards us. Several foreigners on the boat were shouting excitedly. It was hard to understand why they were so scared just now. These simple foreigners had different brains from us.
The ghost ship had slowed down because of the water. When our boat approached, several foreigners jumped over, still a little scared. We hurriedly carried the woman back to the boat. Then we quickly brought the anchor back. The red-haired foreigner saw that everyone was ok, and hurriedly shouted in broken Chinese: "Sail, sail, let's get out of this ghost place!"
As soon as Men Youpingzi returned to the boat, his expression changed back to Nai Ming, even his eyes changed. When the crew members saw him coming, they were frightened and involuntarily stepped back to make way for him. He grinned, put the woman on the ground, motioned for me to hold her, and then lifted her hair.
I was prepared, but when I saw that thing, I still gasped. I saw two dry hands curled up in her hair. Now it seems that these two hands are not very long, the skin has been petrified, and the ends are under a mass of flesh. The most disgusting thing is that there is a small human face growing on the flesh. I don't know how the face is tightly attached to the back of the woman's head.
Seeing these, Men Youpingzi's expressions became solemn. He took out something from his pocket and threw it on the little face. The little face suddenly screamed and twisted. He immediately drew out a military knife, carefully but quickly inserted it between the tumor and the scalp, picked up the tumor, and then pulled it off with force.
The thing fell to the ground and twisted around, scaring the people watching and making them step back. After a few seconds, it melted into a paste-like substance and flowed down the cracks on the deck. I had never seen this thing before, so I asked, "What is this?"
He put the knife in the sea water to wash it, and said softly: "It seems to be embarrassing. This is the first time I have seen a water ghost."
Seeing all this, the captain of the ship regretted accepting the business in the first place. He kept mumbling something. The petrolhead glared at him. He was so scared that he dared not say anything. He limped and told his men to go to the rear cabin. Soon, the ship started moving.
After we settled the woman, Menyoupingzi climbed onto the roof of the boat. I knew he was going to look at the sea around him. The sea monkeys were extremely vindictive, and I wondered if they would follow us and seek revenge. However, the water in the Xisha Islands was very clear, and the visibility was more than 40 meters when the light was good. If there was something following us, we would definitely see it at a glance, so I was not too worried about this happening.
These people started to get busy and started running around without paying any attention to me. I had used up a lot of energy just now, and now that I was quiet, I felt drowsy. I found a soft place to lean against and slept for a while. When I woke up, I found that the sun had set. Our ship was sailing along the coast of an island. I saw a very beautiful white sand beach, but the sand looked rather coarse, and might not be comfortable to step on. In front of us was a pier, and it looked like we were about to dock.
I had always thought that we would go directly to the next exploration point, but I didn't expect that there would be a chance to dock, so I casually asked, "Where are we going now?"
A person nearby replied: "Let's go to Yongxing Island to pick someone up."
I turned around and saw the woman sitting next to me. Her complexion had recovered and she seemed to have just woken up. I have no resistance to women. Seeing her sickly look, I thought she was quite attractive. I smiled and asked her, "Who are you going to pick up?"
She pointed to a large man with a travel bag on the distant dock and said, "That's him. I think you must know him."
I looked hard for a few times and felt that the figure was somewhat familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was. At this time, the red-haired foreigner was already standing at the bow and shouted: " Mr. Wang ! We are here!"
The big guy turned around and yelled, "Miss, you made me stand here in the northwest wind for half an hour. Do you have any sense of time?"