Chapter Seventy-One: Back Again

The next morning, the weather was cool and foggy.

Ghost Cry came to the deck early, and everyone looked at him differently. Also, yesterday's big dark horse came on the waves, which was really too coquettish.

Now, Ghost Cry has become a thigh in everyone's eyes. There is such a horse, above this sea, it is a life talisman!

And obviously, looking at the relaxed appearance of the horse, it is not a problem to carry two people. In a critical moment, he can take someone with him.

Therefore, everyone is complicated in their hearts, they want to get closer, but they feel abrupt and too flattering. I regret it a little in my heart, I knew that it was almost a set.

Of course, there are also those who look away just by looking at Ghost Cry, they are afraid that Ghost Cry can see the greed in their eyes.

Just because Ghost Cry was a human opponent of five people some time ago, he knew that his strength was very strong, and he couldn't be rashly provoked. Looking at people with such greedy eyes on the sea can easily arouse the vigilance of others and even lead to conflict.

"Yo, Devil Cry Brother, so early?"

Ghost Cry turned his head and saw that it was the fake monk and several of his close brothers, who were also his subordinates.

"Ghost big brother early. Xiao Yu blushed and greeted Ghost Cry, before yesterday, Ghost Cry was his father-in-law, and after yesterday, he became his idol. Being able to escape in such a situation made him yearn for it very much, hoping that one day he could grow into such a man.

Ghost Cry nodded: "Morning!"

"We're going to go into the water and get some breakfast, aren't we going to go down to the water and get some breakfast?"

"It's fine. Ghost Cry rubbed his eyebrows, for some reason, his eyelids have been beating wildly since yesterday.

Several people jumped onto a wave-breaking boat and drove the boat across the sea.

There was fog, and the boat did not dare to run far.

But fortunately, there are lights on more than a dozen large ships to break through the fog, so the sailing range of the wave-breaking boat is not small.

The wind was a bit strong in the morning, but not too much, just right.

The wave-breaking boat shuttled above the waves, and the fake monk held the mast in his hand and looked at the sea with a frown: "Something is wrong?"

Ghost Cry's eyelids jumped again, and his tone became serious: "What's wrong?"

"The color of the sea is wrong, and there is something wrong with the fish in the sea. The fake monk exhaled a breath of turbidity: "What do you think?"

The rest of the people nodded their heads, and one of them said, "I thought it was my delusion, everyone feels this way?"

Another person laughed and said, "If I didn't know that there is no island near here, just looking at the surrounding situation, someone told me that there is an island ahead, I would... Island... Island... My mom, look ahead. ”

On the wave-breaking boat, everyone couldn't help but look ahead in amazement. Ahead, an island appeared on the surface of the sea, and in the reddish sun that was half-exposed to the sea, the outline was particularly clear.

"Hehe, it can't be an illusion, it may be a mirage. ”

The fake monk's face was gloomy: "No, it's not an illusion, let's go back to Tianbao." ”

At this point, they were already some distance from the fleet, and only some outlines and lights could be seen through the fog. However, the Tenpo is still very easy to distinguish, and the East China Sea Dragon Ball on the bow of the ship is a distinctive white light, softer, but magically more penetrating.

Hurriedly returned to the ship, and there was another burst of exclamations, and everyone returned to their posts, looking at the north with wary faces.

In the north, the first thing that catches the eye is the undulating points of light, and then, this huge silhouette. Surprisingly, a fleet of ships was approaching.

The bed crossbow was moved, the crew took out their bows and swords, and the whole fleet turned its bow to aim at the mysterious fleet.

Then, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

That fleet was significantly inferior to that of Momijijima, with only one treasure ship and four clippers. Among them, the treasure ship is significantly smaller than the Momiji.

The other party also apparently sensed the gap between the two sides and stopped.

After the lights of the two fleets flashed to show friendship, one of the Red Leaves' wave-breaking boats sped away, and the other party also sent a wave-breaking boat, and the two fleets exchanged ideas.

Soon, each came back.

I don't know when, the third mother-in-law has come to Hong Jianshui's side, this time, she is acting as a messenger. They also believe in the red gods, and the red gods and goddesses can communicate with each other within a certain distance.

This is the main way of communication between each ship in the Momijima fleet.

Listening to the words of the third mother-in-law, Hong Jianshui's brows furrowed.

The other party has the same identity as them, that is, the survivor of yesterday's island.

This is not over, during the period of stalemate between the two sides, in the west again, a fleet is slowly approaching.

Therefore, most of the ships that escaped were ships in the fleet of treasure ships. This type of fleet has a deep heritage and is particularly sensitive to danger, so it reacts in advance.

The fleet in the West is somewhat smaller, with only three clippers.

Time passed, and the thick fog on the sea gradually dissipated. The temperature rises slightly, which is in line with the idiom of high autumn air.

At the same time, four fleets have gathered on the sea, plus scattered scattered ships, adding up to a total of more than 30 ships, large and small, dropped anchors, lowered their sails, and stopped on the sea.

Everyone's eyes involuntarily rushed to the island in the east.

The fog had cleared, and the island was clearer.

The crowd had already recognized that the island was clearly the one they had fled from yesterday.

The atmosphere was very heavy, the seabirds that had been in the sky were gone, and the lively dock was deadly silent.

The sea breeze blows and the waves gently lap against the reef.

Broken bones surfaced, piled up on the dock, and some were even washed up on the beach.

Quiet, indescribable quiet, makes everyone feel creepy.

Xiaoyu swallowed hard: "We, back?"

The fake monk looked at the school of fish chasing the corpse in the distance, and said faintly: "Today, there are a lot of fish here!"

Xiao Yu tightened the placket of his clothes and quietly buttoned the buttons. He felt a little cold.

Ghost Cry took a deep breath: "Why don't we go and have a look!"

"Hey, you're dead. The fake monk thought for a moment and said, "It's good to take a look." ”

To everyone's astonished gaze, a small wave-breaking boat left the fleet and sailed to the shore.

Not far from the shore, stopped.

"I really shouldn't have come!" Xiao Yu said with a crying voice, looking at everything around the dock, shivering.

The closer you stand, the more you can see naturally, and you can smell things that you can't smell from a distance.

Each corpse was covered with a large number of white bugs. The strong stench made people cry.

On the surface of the sea, there are not only a large number of corpses floating, but also a large number of insect corpses.

"Closer. The ghost cried.

"Don't!" the little fish screamed, he was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of being bitten to death by insects. The tragic situation of the dock, just looking at it, is already cold hands and feet, and if you want to get closer, isn't that crazy?

The fake monk didn't say anything, but he was at the helm of this small wave-breaking boat, and he supported Ghost Cry with his actions.

The breaking waves all crossed a trajectory on the surface of the sea, turned slightly, and got a little closer.