Fang Jing glanced at the battle at the bottom of the sea, and felt that Cen Jiu could hold on for a while, so he simply went to the second sunken ship to investigate.

The ship spirit will appear, it must be the shipwreck owner's wish has not been fulfilled, unless the shipowner's wish is met, the ship spirit will always be wandering the sea.

Fang Jing swam to the wreck, obviously the wreck on his head was rotten, but the boat below was still intact, and even the colorful brocade lithium flag on the sail was clearly visible, it was really weird, as if the ship was alive in the sea, even with his butt he could guess that the boat was strange.

There was a slight vibration on the deck, and a middle-aged man wearing a short slap with a turban tied to his head ran up, climbed up to the lookout with a few clicks, looked into the distance with a clairvoyant mirror in his hand, and then blew vigorously with the whistle on his chest. Of course, Fang Jing couldn't hear the sound, but from the man's bulging cheeks, he felt that the man should blow hard.

Immediately a group of sailors jumped out of the cabin, armed with a scimitar, and rested on the side of the ship.

Peculiarly, Fang Jing was standing on the deck, but those people ignored him, and one sailor even walked directly in front of Fang Jing as if he hadn't seen him at all.

Fang Jing only felt creepy, as a local youth who grew up under the red flag with a normal materialist three views, Fang Jing said that this qiē was completely beyond his cognition.

The hull of the ship began to shake violently, and in the force of the huge impact, a shell blasted out of the chambers on both sides, and the sailors, wielding scimitars, fought valiantly on the deck against the invisible enemy.

A team of soldiers in chain mail squatted on the deck, leaning on the cover of the hull, holding a fire gun and shooting at the front, Fang Jing watched as someone shot at him, and the bullet passed through his body and disappeared into the sea in front of him.

He raised his hand and touched the position of his chest, there was no hole or blood, not even the slightest scar.

Fang Jing's heart moved, he could see these people, but these people didn't seem to see him at all. Thinking of this, the fear in Fang Jing's heart faded a lot, and a strong curiosity followed.

Like an invisible man, he crossed the deck to the cabin below. When his hand touched the door of the cabin, the military general who was fighting Cen Jiu to the death turned his face suddenly, his unscrupulous eyes suddenly burst into a cold light, and the long knife in his hand waved fiercely, forcing Cen Jiu back, and his body was like a dragon, quickly rushing towards the sunken ship.

Cen Jiu took advantage of the momentum to retreat, turned around in the seawater, pointed his toes on the tip of the big knife, and with the force of the general's swing of the knife, he quickly jumped towards the ghost ship.

However, the long knife behind his back came again, and the blade rolled the sea water to form a water dragon, revealing a hideous mouth, and pounced towards Cen Jiu, smashing on Cen Jiu's back, Cen Jiu fell in a straight line in the seawater, and finally fell on the deck of the ghost ship, and actually smashed a big hole in the deck extremely unscientifically, fell down, and finally fell heavily in front of Fang Jing.

Fang Jing was startled, and through the big hole above his head, he saw the military general holding a long knife and coming violently.

Cen Jiu rolled on the ground with him in his arms, and the tip of the knife stuck to the cheeks of the two of them into the hull.

Fang Jing rolled several laps on the board of the boat, his eyes were full of mosquito coils, and his elbows were worn out, Cen Jiu pushed him behind a box, and touched a chain casually, his hand shook, the chain was like a long snake in a boat, entangled the general's wrist, and fiercely, the long knife took off his hand and smashed heavily on the board of the ship.

Fang Jing looked at the murder weapon that was close at hand, and was so frightened that he scurried open, slammed open the door of a cabin, and rolled in.

This is the innermost cabin on this floor, the cabin is empty, there is a copper frame standing at the four corners of the cabin, the oil lamp is burning on the shelf, and the water is not extinguished, and there is a coffin in the center of the cabin.

Fang Jing only felt a ghostly aura, and was so frightened that he was about to rush out of the door, when he suddenly thought of something, and came to the coffin.

Sorry to disturb your peace.

Fang Jing was extremely scared and uneasy in his heart, but when he thought that Cen Jiu was blocking the door outside and fighting with the generals to the death, he forcibly suppressed this little guilt and lifted the coffin lid tremblingly.

He thought it would take a lot of effort to open the lid of the coffin, but with a slight push, the lid slipped to the side, revealing the man lying inside.

It was a very dignified-looking middle-aged man, with thick and raised eyebrows, closed eyes, ten fingers interlocked, held in front of his abdomen, and wearing a crimson dress, complicated and heavy.

The most surprising thing is that this wreck does not know how many years it has been sleeping at the bottom of the sea, the middle-aged man's face is actually lifelike, without the slightest trace of decay, his complexion is pale, and his skin looks a little shiny and elastic, which is incredible.

Just when Fang Jing stared at the man in a daze, not knowing what to do, the man suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at Fang Jing.

A cold sweat broke out behind Fang Jing's back, and the blood in his body seemed to be about to freeze.

Fraud, fraud, fraud, and corpse?!

Don't you want to be so scary!

Fang Jing followed the other party's gaze down and landed on the pocket of his thigh.

What does he mean by that? Keep staring at his pockets, do you want his pockets? Fang Jing subconsciously touched his pocket and touched a smooth and round object, and immediately understood.

It's the body protector jade cicada.

Could it be that this man wants the body protector jade cicada?

Fang Jing suppressed his fear, took out the body-protecting jade cicada, and stuffed it into the man's palm, but he didn't stuff it for a long time, and then he had an idea and stuffed the body-protecting jade cicada into the man's mouth. The moment he touched the man's cold lips, Fang Jing's mind suddenly flooded with a lot of complicated pictures, and he suddenly understood who the man lying in this coffin was.

That's the ancestor of the Zheng family!

The indomitable soul of the Zheng family, even if he has long since died, is still defending this ancient ocean.

Fang Jing stuffed the body protection jade cicada into the man's mouth, and then closed his mouth.

Sorry to bother you.

Also, thank you, no one can bully us anymore, please rest in peace.

The man's eyes finally closed slowly.

The sea water swelled violently, a huge whirlpool rose from the bottom of the sea, and the Zheng family warship, which symbolized China's last maritime hegemon, began to sway from side to side, like an old man who could not withstand the erosion of time and the sea, and decayed little by little, turning into foam.

Fang Jing was shocked and hurriedly swam out of the cabin.

Outside the cabin, the military general seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and he paused in the sea.

Cen Jiu crashed into a box, his diving suit had already been cut in a mess, and a long cut was made on his arm, and blood flowed out, staining the surrounding sea water red.

Fang Jing hurriedly swam over, picked up Cen Jiu, and swam towards the sea with his arms around him.

The figure of the military general under the water gradually faded, and countless heroic souls finally turned into streamers.

The sea was calm under the moonlight, and suddenly there was a "poof", and two heads came out.

Fang Jing took off his diving goggles and saw thousands of points of light flying from the sea and turning into streamers and rising into the sky.

It turns out that people really have souls, and they are so beautiful.

Fang Jing burst into tears, such a big shipwreck, all of them were gone, and there was not even any slag.

His money, ahhhh