The diesel ship did not stop and began to return home.

As I stood on the deck, watching the corpse-strewn lake farther and farther away, my feelings were indescribably complicated.

The men on the ship were elated, knowing that they had done their job perfectly, and that they would be rewarded when they returned. They opened the wine, a few paddled underneath, and the others were drunk and dancing on deck.

I didn't participate, went straight back to the cabin, closed the door, out of sight, and sat on the bed thinking about what had happened.

What bothers me the most now is that the tin box fell into Ah Hui's hands, I didn't see him on the deck just now, and it is very likely that he was trying to figure out how to pry open the box in the house.

I sat for a while and couldn't sit still, walking around and thinking of a way to get my hands on the box again.

As I pondered, there was a noise of footsteps outside, and I pushed the door open to look out, and saw the soldiers hurrying back into the cabin. I saw Yang Wenming, he was also running, I grabbed him and asked what was going on. Yang Wenming said: "There was a poisonous mosquito just now, biting a few people, and some people reacted the most and were already unconscious." ”

I hurriedly said, "No, isn't there still a way to go from the isolation zone of poisonous mosquitoes?" ”

Yang Wenming smiled bitterly: "How do I know." Who knows how, it's weird anyway. ”

As he spoke, Song Gan instructed his men to close the closed gate on the deck, check all the gaps, and the few mosquito-bitten soldiers sat on the ground, humming and chirping.

Ah Hui was checking their injuries, I stood behind him and watched, some people were bitten on their arms, some were bitten on their legs, and the parts of the mosquito bites were red and swollen, forming a large blood bag, compared with the wounds of ordinary mosquito bites, this bag was bigger and redder, as if all the blood flowed on it.

Song Gan was taking the ointment to apply to the wounds of these people, when suddenly a person foamed at the mouth, fell to the ground and convulsed all over, as if he had gone mad.

Ah Hui was afraid that this person would bite his tongue, so he filled his mouth with a rag, except for this method, there was really no good way to deal with it.

Everyone watched in horror as the man convulsed on the ground, the more he vomited, the more he vomited, the twitching lasted for three or two minutes, and suddenly he didn't move, his eyes were wide open, and he looked at the ceiling.

Ah Hui walked over, felt his snort and pulse, shook his head at us, and said, Dead.

The scene was silent for half a minute, and no one spoke, and the silent needles could be heard.

Those who have been bitten by mosquitoes and have no symptoms for a while are all anxious, holding Ah Hui's leg and shouting something, it should mean to save lives.

Ah Hui was extremely disgusted, and he toyed with them with his hand and pushed them aside. At this time, there was a second person who had sheep epilepsy, fell to the ground and convulsed, and then like an infectious disease, these bitten people all showed symptoms of sheep epilepsy, and began to twitch all over the deck, and some grabbed Ah Hui's legs, and even wanted to open their mouths to bite in extreme pain. Ah Hui pulled out a pistol from his waist and shot it at the man's head, the smoke dissipated, half of the skull flew away, and a pool of blood sprayed on the door behind him, and the corpse rolled into the dust.

Ah Hui held the gun, looked at the other people who were twitching, and suddenly turned the head of the gun upside down and handed it to Song Gan, saying something in Southeast Asian.

Yang Wenming's face was pale, he stood unsteadily, and he pulled my sleeve and almost wanted to gag: "Mr. Wang, let's go back, I can't stand it here." ”

"What are you afraid of?" I said, "Take a look here and work out." ”

Yang Wenming looked at me as if he didn't know me.

Song Gan was a little embarrassed, Ah Hui seemed to be scolding him, and his words were very violent. Song Gan carried the gun over, one shot at a time, "bang bang bang" sounded a few times, and those who were bitten by mosquitoes were all killed, all of them were headshots, and the blood flowed like rivers on the small deck, and the blood flowed to the upper of the shoes.

I sighed and silently recited the Heart Sutra of King Jizo's Wishes, and before I could finish it, I suddenly heard a "boom" outside, as if it was raining, and there seemed to be a lot of things spread on the wooden planks outside.

We hurried to the captain's room, and the sight was terrifying, the glass was densely covered with poisonous mosquitoes, all black, fine and still wriggling, and my scalp exploded.

"How did these poisonous mosquitoes leave the original area and fly over and attack us?" Yang Wenming said fearfully.

"Could it have something to do with corpses?" Ah Hui guessed: "That female corpse." ”

I said, "It's not a corpse, it's the tin box." Ah Hui, this box is very important, you give it to me, and I will handle it. ”

Ah Huipi didn't smile, and looked at me with a smile: "Mr. Wang, you don't need to worry about this. Isn't it just a poisonous mosquito, it doesn't matter, didn't we experience it when we came, and we got out of danger safely, and it's the same now. ”

He told Song Gan not to sleep, to hurry up and paddle, and get out of this ghost place quickly.

Song Gan hurriedly complied. Ah Hui ignored me and was busy with his own work.

Yang Wenming took me out, found a place where no one was and said, "Mr. Wang, I'll just forget it." ”

"What's the matter?!" I glared.

Yang Wenming said with a bitter face: "I also understand what's going on, you want that iron box, Ah Hui won't give it." Forget it, our little arms can't resist other people's thighs, the whole boat is Ah Hui's, and there are knives and guns, how can you fight. ”

I yelled, "Fart! ”

"Okay, you're going to let me fart." Yang Wenming muttered.

I glared at him, "Don't hang around in front of me, looking upset." ”

Yang Wenming looked at me, didn't say what he wanted to say, and sighed.

Back in the house, I was so angry and walked around anxiously. As I walked, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and I couldn't tell what was wrong. I sat on the bed and thought about it for a long time before I figured out the taste. I remember the last battle with Jun Xiaojiao in the mountains and forests, after which I entered the molten hell of the underworld, where I washed my soul, and when I came back, I had a sense of detachment.

Originally, I thought I could do everything calmly and without being impatient, but now all of a sudden, I am dry.

I thought about this change in my mind carefully, as if it started with a slap in the mouth to Yang Wenming. This is not a good sign, I remind myself, do not be impatient, do not hurry, do not rush, no matter what time it is, do not mess up.

I seemed to have touched something, and I thought to myself that this impatient anger could not be completely eliminated, and the next time it came out of my heart, I would have to carefully observe why this psychological mechanism would mess me up.

As night fell, it was closed all around, and the atmosphere on the ship was breathless.

Because they couldn't open the plank to go outside, the dead people didn't deal with it, and the corpses after being blasted off their skulls were still lying on the deck, and the bloody gas came in through the cracks in the door.

Smelling this faint fishy smell in the air, I didn't have the intention of meditating at all, I really couldn't stay in this ghost place for a while.

I was distraught and lay asleep in bed, groggy for I don't know how long, when suddenly there was a knock on the door, and it was badly slammed. I woke up from my dream, sat up, pulled on my shoes and opened the door, and it was Song Kan outside.

Song Kan looked very impatient, and kept speaking Southeast Asian, which I didn't understand at all, but looking at his appearance, I should have asked me to follow him.

I wondered if I followed him out of the room, and we walked on the closed deck, carefully avoiding the dead bodies on the ground, to a hatch. I recognized it as the staircase door leading to the cabin below.

I have a very ominous premonition, Song Gan can call me to go, explaining that this matter is related to events such as magic power, and the female corpse is placed in the warehouse below, could it be that there is something wrong with the female corpse?

The two of us descended the spiraling dark staircase to the cabin below. The air here was extremely muddy, full of messy debris, and some soldiers were talking in twos and threes, with very ugly expressions on their faces.

I followed Song Gan inside, my heartbeat was suddenly abnormal, my heart palpitations were terrible, and a thought came to me, he wouldn't lead me to the innermost part and kill me, right?

My heart was racing, and I felt more and more uneasy.

When I got to the end of the cabin, I saw Song Gan's younger brother, the young man. There is also Yang Wenming, who is talking to the young man.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Yang Wenming came over and said, "Mr. Wang, Meng Chai has been guarding this door. "Only then did I know that Song Gan's younger brother was originally called Meng Chai.

Yang Wenming pointed to the door in front of him and said.

This is the door of the warehouse, which is closed tightly at this time, and the doorknob is still locked.

"There's a female corpse in there?" I asked.

Yang Wenming clapped his hands: "It's not bad at all." Here's the thing, Meng Chai is responsible for guarding this door, that is, guarding the female corpse inside. Just now, he suddenly heard a 'button, button, button' sound in this door, which means that someone is knocking on the door. ”

"What do you mean, the female corpse is alive?" I asked.

Yang Wenming's face was ugly: "I don't know what the situation is." The rest of the soldiers also knew about it. The report just now, Ah Hui said to let you take a look, and the rest was not explained. ”

I thought about it, "Okay, then I'll see." You tell them to open the door. ”