Chapter Seventy-Five: The Island is Full of Corpses

As soon as he returned to the ship, the ghost cried without saying a word, and went straight back to the cabin room.

When I got to the room, I finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground.

Big Mouth and Big Black panicked at the same time, and dragged Ghost Cry to the bed.

The devil's crying arm was cut open with a large gap. The wound was pressed together by the muscles, and a faint stream of blood seeped out.

At the moment of the fight, the two knives collided, and a large spark was sparked. Devil Cry stabbed through the man's body, and the man also slashed Devil Cry's arm.

At that moment, Ghost Cry felt that most of the demonic energy in his body was drained away, and the whole person was fluttering, and a suction force came, and he almost returned to his hometown.

"Miscalculated!" the ghost cried lying on the bed, took off the hat with trembling hands, took out a porcelain bottle, poured out the elixir, and took it, which made him feel better.

With his knife skills, he shouldn't have been stabbed like this. However, at the moment of fighting, not only did he suddenly increase his strength, but he also seemed to have learned knife skills in an instant, from a rookie to a master of using knives. made the ghost cry miscalculated, and let him sneak attack succeed.

Reluctantly sat up, took out the talisman in his arms, and the originally beautiful and delicate talisman became extremely dim, black and permeated, and the herbal talisman inside had all turned into ashes.

"Boa. Looking at the amulet, Ghost Cry pronounced these two words, and when Ghost Cry turned the horse's head, the man's voice came into Ghost Cry's ears and told Ghost Cry his name.

It's hard to imagine that a man's name would be called Bao'er, which is more like a person's milk name.

Demon, this man, is very likely to be a demon.

couldn't help but cry and remembered the fiery fox demon, the fox demon called Qin Xianglian, the child in her womb, it seemed that he was also a demon. Thinking of that action, and thinking of what this man named Bao'er did, Ghost Cry couldn't help but sincerely understand the look of the Heavenly Master's Mansion that was all gone.

"Bao'er, the next time we meet, you won't be so lucky. But only if you survive. ”

Ghost Cry stood up by the edge of the window, threw out the useless amulet in his hand, watched it be swallowed by the waves, and muttered, "My dawn divine light is not so easy to accept." ”

The ships slowly moved away from the island and scattered in all directions.

It was another night's voyage, and the next morning, everyone found that they had returned.

Oni Cry sat on the side of the boat, eating grilled fish while looking at the dock with an indifferent expression.

The atmosphere was extremely dull, and everyone was silent when they watched this scene.

The third mother-in-law came to the side of the ghost crying under the crowd, and the third mother-in-law said with a smile: "Little brother, let's talk." ”

"What are you talking about?"

"The man from yesterday. ”

"His name is Bo'er, and he shouldn't be dead. Devil Cry threw the fish bone into the sea, clapped his hands, and said.

"We've fallen under a spell. The third mother-in-law said: "There is a spell master who casts a spell on us with his own life, and the key to the spell lies in that man. ”

"I know, but there's nothing I can do right now. Ghost Cry waved his hand weakly, he was very weak now, so weak that every time he moved, his whole body was pierced by a piercing pain through his bones.

That knife hurt him too much, and even after a day, he didn't slow down.

The third mother-in-law nodded in understanding, and then left.

It wasn't long before a wavebreaker left the fleet and cautiously approached the dock.

The bugs flying all over the sky did not appear. On the docks, there were corpses everywhere. There are people, there are livestock, and there are bugs. The insect corpses everywhere covered the ground layer after layer, which was shocking.

As a man picked up a conch and blew it, one after another broke the waves and sailed to the pier.

The ghost cried up to the dock and rode on a big black horse. His eyes were hazy, as if he was about to fall asleep at any moment. Inadvertently swept over the insect corpses on the ground, and the corners of his mouth curled.

He doesn't feel good, and neither does the other party.

However, this does not mean that you are safe.

The ghost cry's expression was gloomy again, and when he turned his head, a man with a mouth full of teeth smiled at the ghost crying "kindly", but the greed in his eyes couldn't be hidden. Or rather, he has disdained to hide.

Kill, take horses.

That's what he desires now.

Ghost Cry turned his head weakly and lay on the back of the big black horse, seemingly even weaker.

"Devil May Cry Brother. I don't know when, the fake monk has already arrived at Ghost Cry, and several of his subordinates and Xiaoyu have also arrived around Ghost Cry, surrounding Ghost Cry in the middle, and the fake monk asked in a low voice: "It doesn't matter, right?"

Ghost Cry shook his head and replied in a low voice, "I need time." ”

The fake monk's expression became gloomy, and now, I'm afraid, those guys were unwilling to give the ghost time to cry: "Then why don't you stay on the boat." ”

Ghost Cry smiled: "Is it safe to stay on the ship?"

The fake monks are speechless, stay on the boat, they will also find a way to touch in, it is also not safe. Even, because of the narrowness in the cabin, it will limit the play of the big dark horse.

Xiao Yu's expression was anxious, and his fingers couldn't stop rubbing the hilt of the knife: "Uncle Monk, why don't we ask the boat owner for help." ”

"He's not going to make a move. The fake monk touched Xiaoyu's head: "Don't worry, for the sake of Red Leaf Island, our lives will not be in danger." ”

"But ......"

"Little fish!"

A group of people rushed over from behind, there were five or six of them, and the one at the head was Xiaoyu's uncle Lao Jia.

On that night of a rainstorm at sea, Ghost Cry rescued two people, one was Xiaoyu and the other was Lao Jia. Lao Jia grabbed Xiaoyu's arm: "You give Lao Tzu to go back to the boat." ”

"Uncle!" Xiao Yu looked at Lao Jia in disbelief: "Big brother Ghost Cry saved us." ”

"I know. Lao Jia's face was gloomy: "There will be a possibility of seeing blood later, let's just come, you little boy go back to Lao Tzu." ”

"Old Jia. The fake monk said, "I think Xiaoyu should stay." ”

"You know what, Xiaoyu is my brother's only son. Something happened to him, how can I explain it. ”

"But sooner or later, the little fish will have to face this. ”

Lao Jia was speechless, he knew that what the fake monk said was right.

On horseback, Ghost Cry suddenly raised his head: "Tonight, there may be rain." ”

The fake monk and Lao Jia were slightly stunned at the same time, Lao Jia felt the soreness and pain in his joints, and his face was a little distorted: "It's really possible." ”

Then they looked at each other: "It's a big trouble." ”

Whether it was the dock or the county seat, everywhere, fires were ignited. Corpses, gathered together, and then burned.

After so many deaths, the whole island is hovering with resentment, and after such a long time, according to common sense, this island should be full of crises.

But no, apparently, the bugs did a great job.

The flames burned until the clouds covered the sky, the sea was swept by strong winds, waves after waves, and then heavy rain poured down to extinguish the flames.

The rain is really coming.

Trouble also breeds under this torrential rain.