It was the turn of spring and summer, and the South China Sea was calm and the weather was cool, so the luxury yacht had already anchored near the open sea, and the yacht was brightly lit and resplendent as if it were a crystal palace floating on the water, and the deck had long been turned into a dance floor, and the gentlemen and ladies were dressed in beautiful clothes and temples.

Aman was a little unaccustomed to the style of these rich people, and slipped into the hall from the deck dance floor, only to see several tables of gambling games starting, mahjong, pai gow, blackjack, oily tycoons, nervous noblewomen, and smiling waiters coming and going, which made Aman scoff. She laughed at herself: If it weren't for the old editor of the magazine who had to buy her relationship to get her on the boat and ask her to write an interview report, when and what month would I, a poor reporter, have the opportunity to go sightseeing on this boat. The outfit on my body is not as expensive as a button.

Aman walked to the back of the yacht, which was much quieter than the noisy front deck. On a whim, Aman climbed the ladder to the top of the yacht, there was only a small lifeboat covered with a tarpaulin at the top of the yacht, Aman lifted the tarpaulin, it was quite clean inside, she lay down in the dinghy, looked up at the stars, the sky was very clear, a few clouds were far away from the moon, and the stars were clear and seemed to be much brighter. Under the slight shaking of the yacht, Aman was a little sleepy, and comforted herself before she fell asleep, anyway, this voyage will take a few days, so let's rest today.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Aman was woken up by the sound of screams, and she poked her head out to look at the deck below. The music stopped, and so did the people who were dancing, and everyone was looking in the same direction. There was a big ship in the south that was heading straight for the yacht, and it was so menacing that it seemed to knock the yacht over, so that the ladies on the yacht screamed in fright.

Aman shook his head, it must be that the captain and the officers thought that nothing would happen if the ship broke down and stopped, so they left their posts without permission and did not use radar to monitor it, so that this kind of problem occurred, but the ship was still some distance from the yacht, and it should be able to dodge in time, Aman stared at the ship carefully.

As the ship approached closer and closer, the ship could be seen more and more clearly in the more and more screams. The ship was extremely tall, and there was a clear texture on the hull, as if it was a wooden hull, and there was a flag hanging on the top of the boat, but no matter how carefully Ren Aman recognized it, she didn't know what the rectangular dark flag with no pattern represented.

There was a rumbling sound from beneath her, and it seemed that the captain had seen that something was wrong and had started the yacht. "It's late, it's late!" It's going to crash!" Screams on the deck were loud and frequent, and panicked people were running around.

Aman scolded the old editor in the society: Old guy, if I die in Huangquan, I will settle accounts with you as a ghost. Her eyes widened as she watched the ship rush towards the yacht as slowly and unstoppably as a montage frame, even the people standing on the side of the boat could see clearly. Aman frowned, the style of the ship is like an ancient warship, the bow is pointed, the deck is coiled with layers of hemp rope, there are wooden utensils everywhere, those sailors are wearing the armor worn by ancient warriors, their faces are ugly and expressionless, and there are wisps of light smoke and mist at the bow of the ship, the whole gives people an eerie and terrifying feeling, Aman suddenly remembered some legends, and couldn't help but gasp, is this the legendary "ghost ship"?

There was a bang, and the two ships collided, and Aman could tell from the crash that the big ship was definitely not a wooden structure, but a steel structure. In fact, it was only five or six minutes from the discovery of the big ship to the collision of the two ships, but in Ah Man's eyes, it seemed to be an hour long, and when the big ship hit the yacht, the momentum had decreased, and the yacht finally stabilized after shaking violently a few times. The yacht looked down on the big ship like a mouse and a cat.

The men on the yacht, who had fallen under the violent impact or had been lucky enough to grab on to the fixed object and were embarrassed, finally erupted into even more shrill curling curses and complaints, and Aman clung to the fixed cable of the lifeboat so that he was not shaken into the sea.

"Which fleet of TM are you, don't you have long eyes!" Aman recognized that the middle-aged man standing on the deck with a bulging belly and a scolding was the chairman of a well-known large shipping company, and the answer to him was a shuttle bullet.

The group of people dressed in ancient clothes who got down from the stopped ancient ship, but they carried extremely modern machine guns and submachine guns in their hands, they shot mercilessly at the crowd, and suddenly the ghost cried wolf, and the flesh and blood flew miserably, Aman covered her mouth and shrank into the lifeboat, she was afraid that she would not be able to control it and screamed, it was too terrifying, like a nightmare, her mind was like a mess, she couldn't think of any way to escape from this nightmare.

I don't know how long it took for the gunshots and cries for help to stop, and Aman had the courage to poke his head out a little, and some of the murderers were methodically dragging jewelry and valuable items from the deceased and putting them into bags, while the other part walked into the hall, and soon came out with sacks, and one of them said to the leader: "Boss, all the valuable things and banknotes are here, and the oil and water this time are really fat." The leader snorted coldly: "Bring a few more brothers in and search, don't slip through the net." The man smiled and said, "We have installed a time bomb according to your instructions, and it will detonate in twenty minutes, even if there is a leak, follow this ship to the bottom of the sea to meet the dragon king." Aman retracted her head back into the dinghy, her heart pounding, what to do, the boat was about to explode in twenty minutes, and her hand accidentally touched the edge of the lifeboat, and she remembered to run for her life. Carefully untying the cable that held the dinghy in place, she slowly lowered the dinghy from the other side of the yacht with a pulley, only caring about releasing the dinghy, Aman could not hear the sound of the group, she thought they were gone. Hurry up and put the dinghy down, but Aman is just a delicate woman, and her heart is very nervous, and all the strength of her body is holding the cable to control the speed of the lifeboat's slide, but her palms are soaked with sweat, some can't grasp the cable, her hand slips, the sheave slides quickly a few meters, and the lifeboat crashes into the side of the yacht, making a loud noise.

When the fierce man glared at Aman, Aman knew that he was finished, "I will soon end up with those rich people, God, I am still young, I don't want to die, the Virgin Mary, God Christ, the Jade Emperor, the Buddha, save me!" Aman was so anxious that she broke out in a cold sweat and asked all the gods she could think of.

The man grabbed Aman like an eagle and pushed her to the leader: "Boss, there's another one who slipped through the net." The leader's cold gaze stared at Aman, who knew that her life was about to be lost, so she let it go, and she glared back at him fiercely. The leader looked at it for a long time before revealing a grim smile: "This chick is strong enough, take her on the boat, let's go."

Aman was taken aboard the big ship in a daze, his hands and feet tied tightly with ropes and thrown on the deck. The big ship started, and the people on board were giggling and laughing, speaking foul language unscrupulously, and from their speeches, Aman knew the truth of the matter, this ancient ship was a pirate ship disguised as a ghost ship, this group of pirates was extremely ruthless, and usually after murder and robbery, it was the evidence of the destruction of the ship. Aman was able to survive this time, but it was just that the leader wanted to play with Aman on a whim and give Aman to the pirates on the ship, and after enough fun, Aman was still a dead end.

Aman's face was as dead as ashes, she couldn't feel how cold the deck was, but she just looked at the sea as far as she could, hoping that a boat would pass by and save her. How could she know that pirate ships usually remove the disguise of ghost ships immediately after robbery and become a normal cargo ship, even if a ship passes by, who will pay attention to an ordinary cargo ship.

Frustrated, Aman didn't know where the pirate ship would go, she happened to be sitting on the bow deck, only to hear the distant explosion, it was the time bomb on the yacht that had been activated, the group of tycoons who had enjoyed all the glory and wealth, as the gorgeous coffin sank to the bottom of the sea, Aman was so numb that she could not shed tears, she knew that sooner or later she would be thrown into the sea, with those dead people.

The weather at sea has always been very clear, but at some point, the front of the pirate ship is foggy, and the fog is getting thicker and thicker, obscuring Aman's vision, and the visibility in front is really low, Aman can only watch the ship slowly sail towards the dense fog.

When the ship suddenly appeared, the people on the pirate ship, including Amandu, were taken aback. The new ship is really similar to a pirate ship, like a ship made of mold, with an imitation wooden appearance and sailors in ancient costumes, and Aman even thought that this ship was a pirate ship. The ship really seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, because the radar on the pirate ship had not been alerted at all. It didn't crash into the pirate ship with a few minutes of buffer time when it collided with a yacht that had sunk into the sea before, and it crashed straight into the pirate ship. Aman closed her eyes in fright, the expected loud noise was not heard, and the impact did not happen, when Aman, who could not hear any movement, opened her eyes, she was dumbfounded, because the sudden ship had already hit the pirate ship, or rather, the pirate ship rushed into the hull of the ship, as if it had rushed into a stereoscopic projection, like a bamboo, and the two ships could not say who rushed into whose hull, as if the sea contained a drop of water, the pirate ship completely rushed over, and the ship disappeared into the pirate ship.

This strange situation, Aman really didn't know what to use to describe it. That ship really came so suddenly, and suddenly disappeared again, this is the real ghost ship! When Aman saw that the group of pirates who were arrogant and domineering just now were kneeling on the deck, kowtowing, chanting, and holding the Buddha statue hanging around their necks with nervous expressions, Aman couldn't help but laugh out loud despite being terrified.

The leader came over angrily, and looking at him, Aman knew that he might have to suffer a little, but before he could reach Aman's side, the accident happened.

The pirate ship that had come to a halt suddenly shook violently, and Aman had seen the pirate leader's face full of anger one moment, and the next moment his body had risen into the air, and the violently shaking ship was thrown into the cold water. The water was still bitterly cold this season, and Aman struggled desperately, only to find that the ropes on his hands and feet had fallen off.

An undercurrent gushed out from under the water, pushing Aman into the distance, and Aman, who would take a few dog shavings, fluttered in the water, maintaining his balance. The pirate ship was more than ten meters away from her, as if it was caught by an invisible hand, swaying from side to side, several pirates on board also fell into the sea, but never showed their heads again, within a few minutes, the pirate ship tilted to one side, and then gradually sank, when the ship entered the water, the sinking speed accelerated, only a moment to the bottom, the hull of the ship immersed in the sea. A small lifeboat from nowhere floated slowly, and Aman was so surprised that he hurriedly climbed in. When she sat down in the lifeboat and looked at the sea, it was already calm, there were only a circle of ripples on the sea, and the pirate ship disappeared as if it had never appeared, except for Aman, a man and a boat, and nothing could be seen on the sea anymore.

Aman happily knocked on the side of the boat: "Evil has evil retribution, and then I asked you to pretend to be a ghost ship to kill people and rob, and now you have attracted the real ghost ship, retribution!" Retribution!" When it was dawn, a boat finally passed by, and after a night of horror, Aman finally set foot on land safely. A few days later, after a break, Aman returned to the magazine. Walking into the editor's office, as soon as the editor saw Aman, he shouted: "The ship that asked you to interview has disappeared, what the hell is going on?" Aman threw a stack of manuscript paper in his hand on the old editor's desk and said, "See everything for yourself, I quit my job." Opened the door and left, before the door was thrown shut, Aman heard the old editor read: ""The Devil's Ship"? What kind of article is this?"