The compartment was located at the bottom of the ship's hold, that is, below the surface of the sea, and was not only opaque, but also not even a trace of wind.

And I don't know if it's because of the fact that a few people have just died, the man in ink always feels a little cold, and the surroundings are swishing.

It was pitch black in his sight, and he didn't know how much time had passed, and he couldn't even tell whether he had his eyes open or closed.

Because it was too dark, and he was tied there, it was even more difficult to feel the extreme.

After a while, the limit was reached.

"I said, I said, let me out!"

He shouted wildly, and his voice didn't even echo in the warehouse.

Zheng Fengming and Chu Fengyun outside the warehouse were napping very tacitly.

Even though Chu Junlan told them that they didn't need to worry too much, the two of them were still frightened all night, and they gradually fell asleep when it was almost dawn, but after a while, they were woken up by the noise again.

So now the two of them are a little sleepy, and the people on the left and right can't run, so the two of them are lazy to sleep.

Therefore, the man in ink was almost silent, and the two of them glanced at each other as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"Did you just shout inside?"

"Well, it seems to be."

The two of them opened the door of the warehouse and walked in with a candle.

As soon as he walked inside, he was confronted by the man in ink, who looked like he was about to die, with a miserable white face.

"Why are you two here?"

The man in ink said weakly, only thinking that he might as well die quickly......

Zheng Fengming was a little embarrassed when stewed, and coughed lightly.

"What's the matter with you, what are you going to say?"

I don't know if it's because of the candlelight that gave the man in ink courage, his eyes turned around, and he looked like he was having some bad idea.

"I said, I know the identity of those people from southern Xinjiang."

"Oh?"

Chu Fengyun leaned on the neatly placed materials in the warehouse, and looked at the man in ink for a long time, and the light of the candle flickered on his face.

"Let's talk about it."

The man in ink couldn't help but shudder, he was afraid of this demon in his heart, he didn't want to feel his whole body's bones and blood melt and turn into a handful of water!

"Those people from southern Xinjiang came to this ship to capture me."

"To catch you? Who are you, and who sent them? ”

Chu Fengyun threw out several questions in a row, but the man in ink closed his mouth and turned to something else.

"Look at your extraordinary medical skills, you are a miracle doctor?"

Who would be fooled by such a lame and blunt diversion of the topic?

Zheng Fengming rolled his eyes in the dark with disdain, and just wanted the man in ink not to pretend to be smart, when he heard Chu Fengyun say:

"Even if you have vision, I am a famous miracle doctor in the Central Plains, so I advise you to play less tricks!"

"Don't dare, don't dare, you two are watching me here, where else can I run."

The man in ink looked particularly flattering, "Can the two masters untie this rope under it, I live blood, and my brain can turn faster." ”

The faster your brain turns, the faster you think about it, and the more you will tell......

"You said so much because you had this idea, okay, give up, you...... Love to say but not to say. ”

Zheng Fengming pulled the first wind and clouds, and walked outside with the lamp and candle in his hand.

"Wait, wait, I, I said I can't do it......"

Suddenly, the darkness reminded him of the feeling just now that the heavens should not be and the earth is not spiritual, and he only felt that even if he died here and turned to ashes, no one would know about it, and he was instantly swept up and almost suffocated.

"Say, don't think about any little tricks, this famous miracle doctor is a ruthless man, the silver needle you just saw is just a drop in the bucket, he ...... He also pierced a silver needle the length of a man's arm through the man's heart, and the man is still alive and well, how much does his heart hurt every beat! Don't force him to use it on you. ”

Chu Fengyun listened to Zheng Fengming scare the man in ink, and at first he listened well, but when he got to the back, he rolled his eyes speechlessly......

What and what is all this about?

Where is the stitch he pierced Chu Shengmo as terrifying as he said, and besides, does he have any other options?

Do you want to let Chu Shengmo die?

But he couldn't explain anything to the man in ink.

So the face of the man in ink visible to the naked eye was white again, and he was faintly about to cry.

"I said, I said, I just ask the two heroes to save the life of a small dog."

"Well said, well said."

Zheng Fengming responded twice, waiting for him to speak.

"My name is Braji, and I am a disciple of the former Black Medicine Master in Southern Xinjiang, and those people in Southern Xinjiang are all dead soldiers sent by the royal family to bring me back to Southern Xinjiang."

"You're the Black Medicine Master's apprentice?"

Compared with Zheng Fengming, who didn't know anything, Chu Fengyun knew a little about these things.

Because several generations of his ancestors have been to southern Xinjiang, and he has left many classics for him to refer to and study.

And the identity of this black medicine master is in this, although the years have changed, I don't know if the identity of the black medicine master has changed, but the changes are inseparable, and there is always some reference meaning.

"Do you know my master?"

The man in ink was very excited all of a sudden, and looked at Chu Fengyun with eyes as if he had seen a relative.

"I don't know."

Chu Fengyun's expression was a little dignified, he came to Southern Xinjiang this time just to find medicinal materials to save Chu Shengmo, but he didn't expect to be involved in such a matter.

The black medicine master is not a medicine master, he is more like a national teacher who leads the rise and fall of a country.

Only those who have to master stargazing, auspiciousness, feng shui, weather, etc., are qualified to become black medicine masters.

Instead of knowing how to heal, it has become one of the most inconspicuous skills of the black medicine master.

And the apprentice of such a person was forced to live on the ship, and was also coerced by the royal family, what the hell is going on.

He turned to look at Zheng Fengming, "You take a good look at him, don't untie the rope for him, I'll go back when I go." ”

As soon as the words fell, the others walked outside.

When it comes to the royal family and the black medicine master, this matter is no longer a simple matter.

The sooner you make a decision, the better.

That's why he planned to go to Chu Junlan to inform him of everything, so that he could take precautions as soon as possible.

Chu Fengyun didn't see Chu Junlan, but first saw Tang Baobao.

All those in the know were fighting for the time to come, and she was the only one who could only lean on the deck, looking at the treacherous sea, and pretending that nothing had happened.