The first painting.

Li Qing stood at the door, his hand still on the doorknob, his face full of horror. Sweat slipped down as if it had just been fished out of the water.

Outside the door, corpses were strewn all over the wall, blood pouring in, and dark red pools of blood spread on the floor.

Li Qing couldn't see the murderer, but in the painting, it was clear. He was a ghost crying, wearing a hat and carrying a long knife dripping with blood, and stood quietly behind Li Qing.

At the foot of the bed, General Qian's eyes widened and his mouth opened, as if to remind.

The second painting.

Li Qing turned around, and the sharp long knife pierced his throat, and blood sprayed and slid down the long knife. He clenched the blade so hard that his fingers were cut by the blade.

Wrapped like a mummy, General Qian pulled out his sharp knife and rushed out from under the bed, his face hideous.

The third painting.

General Qian held a sharp knife and pierced Ghost Cry's body from behind, but there was no blood left on the sharp knife. His body leaned forward extremely and did not seem to be stabbed at all.

And Li Qing, eight fingers were cut off, still hanging in the air, his body leaned back, half of his body had already leaned out of the door, and the blood sprayed condensed into a piece, like a red ribbon floating in the air.

As for the body of the ghost crying, it seems a little faint, illusory and ethereal, not so real, could it be that it was drawn wrong?

With a twist of his wrist, which was as white as jade, he carried the brush and landed in another part of the paper, and as the thick ink color spread, another ghost cry appeared on General Qian's side. This ghost crying seems much more real.

There were actually two ghosts crying!!

The slender and slender hand picked up the painting on the table, and the good-looking brow frowned slightly. The person who painted the painting was none other than the mysterious owner of the island.

At this moment, she was in the room of a treasure ship at sea.

The room was brightly lit, making her face a little hazy.

Putting the third painting aside, she moved on to the fourth.

In the fourth painting, Li Qing fell into the pile of corpses, and General Qian's head had been detached from the shell. Two ghosts are crying, the one who was stabbed by the knife is disappearing without a trace, while the other ghost is wiping the blade with his sleeve.

The blood did not soak the sleeve, but simply slipped down the sleeve, leaving no trace.

"Hmm!"

The big island master touched the Qingluo skirt on his body and raised his eyebrows, it was actually made of the same fabric as her clothes. Suddenly, there was a bit of curiosity in his eyes.

After thinking about it, he simply wrote two more words on it - "ghost cry".

After the fourth painting, she began to paint the fifth.

An endless sea appears in the painting, and then, there are ships, one of which is in the center of the painting, and occupies the most position, presumably, this clipper is the protagonist.

When she was finally done, she stretched, pulled the rope, and said, "Whoever ...... that"

Speaking of this, her brows furrowed again, and she began to fall into deep thought, and she didn't think about it for a long time, so she said, "Find that one." ”

At the door, the two guards are going crazy, this is a treasure ship, there are more than 3,000 people on board, how do they know who this main person is looking for!

...... by elimination

emmmmmm, the two guards vomited blood, on this ship, this lord seems to be unable to remember anyone's name except for Wu Laowei.

Excluding one person, congratulations, congratulations.

The two guards wanted to die, and one of them hit his head against the wall.

"What are you doing out there, why haven't you been there yet?"

The voice floated out, and the two guards froze, and one of them asked with a cry: "Big Island Master, what is the matter with who you are looking for?"

"Oh, the general of the Black Cloud is dead, so I'm looking for him. ”

The Black Cloud is the name of this treasure ship, and the owner of this big island remembers it very well. She's much better at remembering the names of things than she's at remembering people's names.

For example, she still remembers that she is the big owner of Thundercloud Island, of course, her ship is more than one ship, and her island is more than one island, but she also remembers a Black Cloud, a Thundercloud Island.

can continue to operate like this, all thanks to his strong strength and the behind-the-scenes help of Wu Laowei for hundreds of years. Although Wu Laowei is ugly, scary, and abstract, and often likes to cook some strange meals for the big island owner, he is indeed a very skilled housekeeper.

Well, a housekeeper who works as a cook and a part-time nanny.

The words were far away, and the two guards outside the door heard this, and they had already guessed who this person was looking for.

Oh, it's that lucky little boss, that guy's name is Li Dalang.

Li Dalang hurried over with excitement on his face, and the guards told him just now that General Qian was dead, which made him extremely happy, because it meant that, most likely, D, had struggled for more than ten years, and every time he fought with his life, he finally came out with his life.

Knocking lightly on the door, Li Dalang said softly and respectfully: "Big island master, the small one is here." ”

The big island lord opened the door, she was a little shorter than Li Dalang, but in Li Daliang's eyes, she was a tall demon. Li Dalang's net worth and life were all in the hands of the other party, so he didn't dare to be disrespectful.

The big island owner nodded lightly, bent down and put on his shoes, and then walked out of the door, and then handed the two paintings in his hand to Li Dalang, who hurriedly caught them.

"Help me check the person on the painting, I want to know where he came from, by the way, don't hurt him. ”

Li Dalang took the painting and looked at it, and his heart was about to jump out, because he saw that his former boss's brain case had been separated from his body.

Then, his heart was beating rapidly again, because he saw two words—"Ghost crying."

Don't......

His eyes widened, and he gasped, could it be that the big island owner remembered a person's name again?

It's hard to get the big island owner to remember other people's names. So far, the owner of the big island has remembered the names of three people.

Her mother's name is Wu Lu, Wu Lao Wei, who raised her since she was a child, and her own name Wu Qingqing.

Other than that, she couldn't remember the names of the others, not even her enemies.

If it weren't for the strength of this Wu Qingqing Island Lord, he would have been hammered to death a long time ago.

Even the King of Wandao was so angry more than once that he wanted to kill this willful guy, but in the end he didn't do it.

"Lord of the island, is this man's name Ghost Crying? ”

"Hmm. Wu Qingqing bowed slightly.

Sooner than yet, the lord of the big island really remembers a person's name.

Wu Qingqing ignored Li Dalang, who had a colorful face behind him, and continued: "My general is dead, so I have to vent it." Since he died on this ship, I don't want to make the owner of this ship feel better. ”

It's unreasonable, but unfortunately, this Lord is so willful, so unreasonable.

In the end, Wu Qingqing finally said what Li Dalang wanted to hear the most: "From now on, you will be the general of the Black Cloud." ”

After saying this, the two guards in front pushed open the door, and Wu Qingqing walked through the door and walked to the deck.

The sky was dark and dreary, and thunder flashed in the distance, and with the light shining, the thunder rumbled and rolled over.

The wind whipped up huge waves, and then they were crushed by the huge treasure ship.

Wu Qingqing arrived at the bow of the boat, the wind revolved around her, her hand held the railing, and swept away the faint sorrow that had been parked on her face every day, bringing a little excitement: "Ah, I'm finally going home." ”

Ahead, Thundercloud Island.