The one who died was Feng Zhang, the chief steward of the seven counties of Liangzhou, who was the premier generous master on the ship this time, and there were shops, cargo stations, and inns under his rule, and he was one of the three major stewards of the Surabaya business in the west.

Now Feng Zhang was lying motionless on the deck, his whole body wet. According to the captain of the boat, Feng Zhang fell into the sea by mistake. Among the stewards tonight, Feng Zhang drank a lot, and when he came down, he staggered, and the boat boss went over to help him, but he didn't expect to end up with this.

Limo examined Feng Zhang's body and found nothing unusual, and there were no traces of external injuries on his body. At that moment, I asked the boat boss about how he found Feng Zhang's body, and the person who found the body was also a steward named Zhao Bing. In the evening, although these stewards did not dare to drink more according to the rules of the Surabaya, they were still a little drunk. I didn't care about going to the toilet with the urgency of urinating, so I stood directly on the edge of the deck and began to solve it.

When I was halfway through urinating, I heard something wrong and took a look. Just this glance almost didn't let him fall headlong, and he saw Feng Zhang floating on the sea, and half of him had urinated on him just now. At that moment, the steward hurriedly called out to the sailors to retrieve the dead body.

There is no flaw in what Zhao Bing said, but these stewards have just come down, and they died after taking a breath, and Feng Zhang's luck is a little too bad. At that moment, Limo instructed the boat boss to send someone to wipe Feng Zhang's body clean and find a place to settle it alone. After arriving at the God of Wealth Island, wait for the two owners to dispose of it.

At this time, he walked down without returning to himself. After the old guy circled around the dead corpse, he looked at Feng Zhang's appearance that he was not a Han from the Central Plains, so he smiled at Limo and said, "This dead ghost is a Huns?" ”

"Yes, Feng Zhang's ancestors were Xiongnu nobles outside Yanmen Pass, who migrated to Liangzhou during the Guangwu Emperor." After Limo glanced at the non-returnable corpse that walked to his side, he looked at the cold dead corpse on the deck and continued: "The Sun Dongjia took a fancy to Feng Zhang's ability to eat well among the Hu people in the Western Regions, so they invited him to come to the Surabaya to be a steward. In recent years, Feng Zhang has flourished in Liangzhou, and he is the biggest steward in that area. ”

After saying "oh", he didn't say anything more, and watched the sailor carry Feng Zhang's body to the bilge. Afterwards, Limo began to reassure the other stewards on the ship, although they were still just as lucky when they arrived at Fortuna Island, but it was better to let them feel at ease in the last few days.

These stewards are all human spirits, and although they promise in their mouths, they are beginning to be a little wary in their hearts. What kind of bad things have I usually done, I know in my heart that this trip to God of Wealth Island was originally full of suspicions, and now a big steward said that he would die, which made them even more worried. I usually know what I have done, and at this moment, these stewards began to consciously or unintentionally widen the distance between them and the sailors on the ship and Mo and a few subordinates. Even if it is a thatched house, there are several people together, for fear of being plotted.

After dealing with Feng Zhang's affairs, Gui Bugui and Limo walked along the side of the ship towards the cabin on the upper deck. When he was halfway through, the one in front of him suddenly smiled, walked slowly, and said to Limo behind him without looking back: "Little doll, you are in a little anxious, start to do it on the road?" ”

"It's not me ......" Limo looked at the old guy's back and continued in a low voice: "These stewards are indeed going to be sent to the East to be punished by the two owners, but their life and death can only be decided by the two owners. Before arriving at Fortuna Island, they were also stewards of the Surabaya. Whoever wants to be against them is to be the enemy of the Surabaya. ”

As they spoke, the two men returned to the cabin on the upper floor, one after the other, as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Xiao Rensan was already slightly drunk and was sleeping with his arms around the wine jar. Wu Mian didn't seem to see them come up, holding a blank letter in his hand, and it seemed that he was hesitating whether to write something on it. Only Bai Wuqiu came over to inquire about what happened below, and after hearing that someone had fallen into the sea and drowned, the second stunned man frowned and said, "Why can't you think about it so much?" Who didn't hear so many people below? Just after eating, one died after farting. Who's that...... It will take a few days to get to that God of Wealth Island, but I can't stand the death of you people. ”

The last sentence made Limo's face a little ugly, and after taking a deep breath, he said: "It's just an accident, there won't be another one." After finishing speaking, Limo ignored them and went back to his ear room to rest.

Limo also felt that Feng Zhang's death was too strange, but there were no abnormal scars on the corpse, so he could only assume that he had accidentally drowned. Limo put a spell on Feng Zhang's body, which could alleviate the degree of decay in his body. Wait until you get to the God of Wealth Island and let the two owners decide.

But sometimes what you are afraid of will come, and the next morning before dawn, Limo was awakened by a rapid knock on the door. When a bad premonition hit, when he opened the door, he saw the boss of the boat whose facial features were almost twisted together: "Go and take a look...... Dead again......"

Two died this time, Zhao Bing, who found Feng Zhang's body last night, and a steward named Fang Zishi. Zhao Bing was already frail, and after being frightened by Feng Zhang's corpse last night, he had been chattering. In the middle of the night, when a companion got up, he could still hear Zhao Bing sitting on his bed talking to himself, and the person in the middle of the night also asked, but Zhao Bing didn't answer and lay down directly.

The steward who got up at night thought that Zhao Bingzhen was lying down and sleeping, and he didn't care about it at the time. Just now, the boss of the boat went over to beckon these stewards to get up and wash up, and when he was having breakfast, he found that Zhao Bing, who was lying on the bed, had rolled his eyes. Zhao Bing didn't count if he died, but he also scared the next one called Fang Zi to death.

Fang Zi is the fattest of these people, and he has been suffering from heartache in the past few years. After seeing that Zhao Bing, who was sleeping next to him, died, he clutched his chest and fell to the ground and convulsed. By the time Limo came down, Fang Zi had already lost his breath, and when he died, his face was as purple as a pig's liver.

One died last night, and two more this morning. The faces of the stewards on the ship began to turn pale, and after Limo had examined the body, two of them sent two representatives to discuss with Limo, and the big ship had suffered such a disaster just one day after it went to sea. Now all the stewards on the ship are panicking, and want to ask Limo to turn the bow of the ship and return to the dock. After finding out the reason, it is not too late to go to Fortuna Island, and there is no difference of three or five days.

"The ship has gone offshore, and there is no reason to go back." After Limo glanced at these intercessors, he continued: "It's just an accident, don't think too much about it. Steward Feng Zhang drowned, and Zhao Bing and Fang Zi had hidden diseases even before. Don't frighten yourselves, and nothing will happen. ”

After the two stewards hesitated for a moment, one of the older ones came over and whispered to Limo: "If you can't go back, then please Mr. Limo, you can summon the spirits of Feng, Zhao, and Fang." Knowing that the three of them were not killed by someone, we were relieved. ”

"You can't summon spirits on the sea" Limo glanced at the steward named Qian Ming who spoke, and then explained: "There is no rootless soil on the sea, and souls cannot be condensed. In this case, if you are still not at ease, from now on I will eat and live with you. Is this reassuring? ”

The steward of the Surabaya knew that Limo was a monk, and since he had said so, there was nothing for these people to say.

Although there is such a big thing, I still have to eat breakfast. At that moment, Limo instructed the boat boss to bring up the prepared breakfast, but the stewards were panicking at this time, who could still eat breakfast?

At this time, the upper deck walked down and down, no return and no return. Bai Wuqiu saw the two corpses lying on the deck, and said to Limo, "How is it?" I'm not wrong, and this begins......"