Chapter 192: Dark Shadow

Lan Xin stood on the deck, watching the other party's ship slowly approach. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Maybe the fight with the pirates was too fierce, the sails were pierced by arrows, and there were even a few arrows hanging on it. The boat gang is also in tatters.

Several people standing on the boat also had injuries of varying severity, supporting each other, looking very embarrassed. The group walked up the big boat along the board, and the injuries of the few people behind were relatively light, and they slowly walked onto the big boat with their heads down. Lan Xin looked at it, and there were about seventeen or eighteen people in total. Squinting his eyes, he looked at the backs of those people with an uncertain expression.

When the men got on the big ship, they gathered them together in the hall on the first floor. The kitchen boiled water, and brought medicine to heal and freshen up their wounds. After some tidying up, the porridge in the kitchen was ready. Drinking the thick and sweet porridge, a warm current flowed into the limbs, and the body was warm and melting.

My body is warm, my mood is relaxed, and I have a smile on my face. They began to talk to the people on the ship, and one of the big men was the least injured, tall and strong, and said in a loud voice: "Oh, the porridge on your ship is so delicious, I have never drunk such good porridge." ”

Uncle Li, who was serving porridge for him, had a sincere smile on his face and whispered, "Hehe, you have already spoken." If you like it, would you like another bowl?" "Okay, another bowl!" said the big man, smiling as he handed over the bowl.

After sucking and drinking a few big sips, he asked with a smile, "Uncle, where did you come from this boat and where are you going?" Uncle Li wiped his hands with a towel and said with a smile: "We are from the Great Sect Dynasty." I'm going back now!"

"Oh, that's right!" Dahan's eyes were shining, a happy smile rose at the corner of his mouth, he swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and asked curiously: "What is the place of the Great Sect Dynasty, it seems that there has never been a ship from that place passing here, but this is the first time I've heard of it!" Dahan took another sip of porridge, "By the way, how did your ship come here, did it fall behind or get lost?"

"Oh, neither. Uncle Li said with a smile, "Our girl got this route by accident." Just stop by and take a look, wading through the water. Buy some novel goods to go back, and it's good to eat. ”

"Girl?" said a man in a felt hat with a sven face, sitting not far from this tall man, "Your boat is actually led by a girl?" He pursed his lips, glanced at the big man, and said with a smile, "It's amazing! There is such a capable girl who can lead the team to sea alone." Admire, admire, admire!"

"Hahaha, yes, yes! I really didn't expect it!" the big man laughed, and there was surprise on his face that couldn't be hidden.

When Uncle Li saw the two of them praising his own girl, the smile on his face became even bigger, and he nodded and agreed: "That's it, my girl is very capable, even in the Great Sect Dynasty, no one can compare." Moreover, my girl is not only smart and capable, but also very kind and kind. It is also your blessing to meet a girl. ”

"Yes, it's a blessing, it's a blessing indeed. Hahaha!" the big man nodded in acknowledgement, and his laughter was bold and hearty. The man in the felt hat laughed too, and so did the other people in the room.

Lan Xin stood outside the hall, listening to the bursts of laughter coming from the room, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl. With Qinghe, he turned around and left without incident.

The sun finally slipped from the foggy sky to below the horizon. The star blinked wearily and fell asleep hiding in the clouds. The moon was also obscured by dark clouds. The catamaran stopped on the calm sea, swaying with the waves, like a huge cradle.

The people on the boat were asleep, and the whole boat was silent. A flash of black shadow broke the silence of the night, and then two or three figures flashed out and ran in different directions to the ship.

A slender black figure sneaked into the bilge, looked at the words "reserve room" hanging on the door, and pushed the door open. But the door was not pushed open, and he looked down to see that at the bottom of the door, it was tied with chains. He crouched down and ripped the chain open. When he entered the house, he lit the fire and looked around by the faint light, and saw that the room was full of vegetables, fruits, and sacks of grain. There was also a large locked box, and I don't know what was inside.

He twirled the tip of his knife on the keyhole a few times, and the lock opened. He lifted the lid and a fishy stench hit his nose. "Vomit!" he covered his mouth, retching so much that tears came out of his eyes. He couldn't help but glance at the inside of the box, there were rows of salted fish neatly arranged, and he couldn't help but wonder, what is this salted fish doing in the box? Shaking his head, he swaggered out of the "reserve room".

A tall and thin figure flashed into the cargo hold, looking at the stack of rosewood, his eyes straightened. He muttered to himself, "Oh, my good boy, where did they come back?!" It's a pity, it's a pity!" he thought, shaking his head loudly.

And the tall black shadow pushed open one hatch after another, and everything inside was unsatisfactory. He shook his head in disgust, and scolded angrily in his mouth: What a special bad luck, none of them can get into Lao Tzu's eyes. walked into this hatch, looked at the box on the ground, kicked it angrily, and said with a curse in his mouth: I don't know what the hell that is doing, and he has made so many broken boxes.

When I opened it, it was locked. He touched his chin and squinted at the box, which was interesting. He tilted his head, turned his neck, drew a dagger from his boot, and expertly turned the lock cylinder. Turn left, turn right, and the lock still doesn't move. Hell yes. He frowned, staring impatiently at the lock in front of him.

Grandma, I can't clean you up anymore?!" he cursed in his heart, and the dagger in his hand turned faster. The time of a cup of tea passed, and the lock still did not respond. The tall black shadow lost patience and tucked the dagger back into his boot. Pick up the knife in his hand and slash at the lock hard, and when the knife goes down, the lock falls in response.

He lifted his sleeve and rubbed it rudely, wiping the beads of sweat from his head carelessly. Lift the lid and take a closer look, oh my God! He was so frightened that he almost threw himself into the box. Looking at the round pearls in the box, he wanted to laugh, but he wanted to cry.