Van Gogh let out a laugh and kicked Wang Feng in the stomach.

Wang Feng hurriedly grabbed the handle of the stairs, and then hugged Van Gogh.

"Van Gogh ......"

He kept calling out Van Gogh's name, but Van Gogh ignored it and threw his fist at him.

Wang Feng didn't let go, but hugged him tighter.

Van Gogh saw that he didn't mean to let go, so he ignored it and walked up the stairs.

"What the hell is going on? How did you become like this? How about you say something! ”

Wang Feng roared directly, but his words didn't seem to be heard by Van Gogh.

Van Gogh opened the door and slowly walked to the stands in the first room, then climbed up.

He closed his eyes with his waving arms and leaped down.

Fortunately, Wang Feng hugged him to stop the tragedy.

"Van Gogh ......"

Van Gogh slowly raised his head and looked at Wang Feng: "Nightmare ......"

"Made......

Wang Feng scolded, and finally pulled Van Gogh up with the strength of milk.

At this moment, although Van Gogh was pulled up, his eyes were closed and he was in a coma.

"Van Gogh, wake up!" Wang Feng shook Van Gogh's body.

"What's wrong with me?" Van Gogh opened his eyes in a daze and looked at Wang Feng blankly, completely unaware of what had just happened.

Seeing him recover, Wang Feng breathed a sigh of relief: "You didn't know what was controlled just now, but it's okay, now you have recovered." ”

Wang Feng lay on the ground: "Huh...... It scared the hell out of me just now, and if I let go, I'd definitely fall. ”

Van Gogh rubbed his temples: "I don't know what's going on, I always feel like someone is calling my name...... I followed the sound and walked slowly, and when I woke up, it was here. ”

"Looks like you're being controlled by those monsters." Wang Feng looked at Van Gogh: "You kept talking about nightmares in your mouth just now, do you remember?" ”

Van Gogh shook his head: "I don't know...... I don't remember anything about what just happened. ”

"Hmm...... I've just discovered a secret room, and that secret room is where the cultists hold their initiation ceremony. Wang Feng told Van Gogh what had just happened.

"That's what happened."

Wang Feng frowned: "Those guys built this ship, and then they have been lurking on this ship...... They are supposed to be with Moritia...... But I really don't understand why no one found out. ”

Van Gogh nodded: "Do you mean that the people who found it are dead?" ”

"It's a possibility...... Those who found it were either killed by them or became cultists. ”

Wang Feng felt that his guess was more accurate.

"This ship was arranged for us by Sherlock Holmes, and you remember that he gave you a badge, and I think she must have known about it, but he ......" Van Gogh suddenly remembered about it.

"Hmmm! He will never join a cult...... But can't say anything for sure? It's also possible if she joins the cult and lures us to the ship. ”

All the clues began to be confused at this time, and Wang Feng couldn't figure it out for a while.

Suddenly there was a noise from under the stands.

"Is there anyone ......?"

Wang Feng and Van Gogh looked down the stands and saw a group of people wearing sailor suits.

"Is there a ...... We are here to rescue the team. ”

Wang Feng stood up: "This ......"

"We were a nearby rescue team and found the ship stranded, so we rushed in to have a look...... But I don't know why I didn't see a single person. What the hell is going on? ”

The sailor couldn't help but be a little happy when he saw Wang Feng and the others, and hurriedly introduced his identity.

"We didn't know what was going on, we were hiding in our rooms at the time...... When I woke up, I became like this. Wang Feng didn't tell the truth, but casually made an excuse.

"You wait for us." The sailor glanced at the others: "You go somewhere else and see if there are any survivors." ”

Van Gogh looked at Wang Feng with some puzzlement: "Why don't you tell them the truth." ”

Wang Feng shook his head: "If we tell them the truth, they will think we are crazy. Because what we're doing is illogical. ”

"But they should know all this." Van Gogh looked at the rescue team and felt a little strange in his heart.

"Sometimes it's better to know than not to know." Wang Feng patted Van Gogh on the shoulder.

"Well, that's what I said......" Van Gogh suddenly remembered that there were still corpses in the second room: "There are corpses in the second room, if they see them, will they think we are murderers?" ”

Wang Feng looked down: "There's no need to worry...... The bodies were gone. ”

He pointed down, and Van Gogh looked in the direction he was pointing, and the body of the previous murderer was gone.

"What's going on? How did the corpse disappear for no apparent reason? Van Gogh was naturally a little puzzled when he saw it.

Wang Feng didn't know how to answer, and he himself didn't know what was going on, but for the two of them, it was a good thing that the corpse was gone.

"All I know is that we are saved." Wang Feng looked at the group of sailors and laughed.

Half an hour later, Wang Feng stood on the boat of the rescue team, looking at the sea and feeling a little complicated, although he escaped death, he still didn't know what those guys wanted to do.

It was clear that this plan had been in the works for a long time, and it was unknown how many people had died during this time.

"Come for a cup of coffee,......" a sailor handed Wang Feng a cup of coffee.

Wang Feng took the coffee: "Thank you." ”

"We received a distress signal from the ship the other day, so we rushed over, but something happened on the way. I wonder if the people on the ship are dead, where are the bodies? Everything associated with it disappears, so it's like the air has evaporated...... But luckily, you two are safe. The sailor took a deep breath.

Wang Feng shook his head: "We don't know what's going on...... It's good to survive, though. ”

He glanced at the sailor but was attracted by the tattoo on the guy's arm: "You have a bit of a peculiar tattoo. ”

Shui pointed to the tattoo on his arm: "This! It's a belief. ”

"It looks like a five-pointed star, but it doesn't feel like it's a bunch of irregular lines coming together. Is there any moral to this? Wang Feng felt as if he had seen this pattern somewhere.

"Right...... It has an allegorical meaning and represents the gift of the gods. The sailor took a sip of his coffee: "Of course, these gods never give us ......"

Wang Feng nodded: "It's also a god, how can it be gifted to us?" ”