The poet's voice howled called an earth-shattering crying ghost, Zheng Jiuwu covered it with a slap with his backhand, but he didn't want the kid to keep struggling, and pointed at the old skin with his fingers. At this time, Wang Ling also saw that something was wrong with Lao Pi, his eyes became fierce but dull, and there was a faint trace of scarlet between the teeth exposed by the slightly upturned corners of his mouth.

This change came too suddenly, and I saw that Lao Pi rushed towards Wang Ling in an instant, grabbed his neck with both hands, and the two fell heavily on the deck. only heard the sound of "bang", and in an instant, the back of Wang Ling's head slammed heavily on the floor, and his eyes flashed with gold stars.

Zheng Jiuwu saw that the situation was not good, and he left the poet and rushed out, only to see that the two had already scuffled together, constantly rolling on the deck in the dark, and the flashlight had already rolled into the distance, and he couldn't tell who was who. This chaotic situation, coupled with the fact that the poet who had crawled out of the cabin but was speechless, shouted indiscriminately: "Lao Pi is not a man, Lao Pi is going to kill, kill someone!" ”

Thanks to Wang Ling's usual strong bones, he only felt that his trachea was about to be broken, and the old skin's thick fingers pinched and squeezed his Adam's apple, and every second was unbearable pain. A survival instinct made him keep waving his fist at Lao Pi's face, and at the same time he tried to put his knees on Lao Pi's chest, so that the oppressed space temporarily had a little distance. At this time, Zheng Jiuwu saw the opportunity to grab the old skin's neck and pull it back, but the guy was like desperate to go to the king's tomb and die, and his mouth kept making a "whoop" sound, and the neck was about to be as big as his head, and the green tendons all over his body were swollen.

At this critical juncture, Zheng Jiuwu decisively took the knife and smashed it down on the back of Lao Pi's neck, and with a muffled snort, Lao Pi's body pressed heavily on Wang Ling's body, the latter had no strength to move away, and he felt that he was afraid that he would have to meet Marx in a few more seconds......

Sitting on the deck, Wang Ling only felt that his throat was about to break, he gasped for breath while looking at the old skin's already asleep body, a nameless fire in his heart burst out, and he struggled to get up and was ready to kick his ass hard, but he caught a glimpse of the poet who was also lying on the ground and terrified.

So he rushed over and grabbed the boy by the collar of his clothes, lifted it up, and shouted, "If you don't tell me what to say, I'll throw you down from here to feed the fish!" ”

"I'm ......" the poet trembled as he pointed to the old skin in the distance and said, "He, he wants to kill me, here ......" He touched the back of his head with his hand, Wang Ling reached over and touched it, good fellow, it must be a bulge as big as an egg, just touch the kid's tears and "swish" out, ouch ouch scream.

"Don't worry, speak slowly," Wang Ling turned his head and saw that Zheng Jiuwu had already tied Lao Pi's hands with a belt, and comforted the poet: "What about them?" How did you get beaten? ”

"I don't know what's going on, but when I got on the boat, I was left with the old skin waiting for me, and we got into the back door, and I walked in front, and he was behind. I got out of the cabin, and this kid picked up a stick and beat me, and I was beaten on the shoulders and arms, and then I was also beaten in the head, and I fainted directly, and I kept shouting inside, but there was no one, and he beat me like crazy......" Here the poet began to cry again, looking at his useless appearance, Wang Ling was angry and annoyed. But at the same time, he also understands Lao Pi's character, how can this kid not lose his heart and go crazy to kill the poet, there must be something strange here.

Sure enough, Zheng Jiuwu quickly walked over and squatted on the ground and spread his palm to them, only to see that he had a thin needle of about two inches in his hand.

"Is this your silver needle?" Wang Ling looked at him suspiciously, "The silver needle doesn't seem to be so thick, right?" ”

"This thing was found at the back of his neck," Zheng Jiuwu lowered his voice and said: "It was pierced by someone, this thing has a name, it's called 'Soul Hooking Needle', you see that it has a small barb on its tail, as long as it is pierced, it will not fall out easily." It is said that using this thing to pierce some acupuncture points can play a hypnotic role and make people lose their minds, so Lao Pi is a secret calculation! ”

"This woman!" Wang Ling slammed his fist on the floor, "Is he okay, if it's okay, let's withdraw first......"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to leave," Zheng Jiuwu said helplessly: "I took a look just now, and the Undead is gone." ”

After hearing this, Wang Ling hurriedly got up and rushed to the side string, looked down, and sure enough, it was pitch black on the sea, and with a flashlight, the place where the anchor had just broken down was already empty, "Ah Da is also her person, what does this woman want to do?" Trap us in this boat! ”

"When will this kid wake up?" Wang Ling suddenly heard that Lao Pi was already snoring, lying on this deck and sleeping soundly......

"At any time," Zheng Jiuwu took out a small bottle and said, "Just put this under his nose......

A minute later, Lao Pi twisted the back of his neck and looked at his comrades on the ship with a confused expression, turned his neck and muttered in confusion: "What time is it?" ”

"Old Pi, I'm going to kill you......" the poet was the first to rush over.

"I don't remember, I really don't remember......" Looking at the resentful eyes of the two people, as well as the injuries on their bodies, Lao Pi couldn't believe those descriptions about himself, he looked at Zheng Jiuwu and said angrily: "Plague God, don't button my hat for me, hurry up and untie Lao Tzu, when have I ever been evil?" Besides, it's not that even if I fall into the evil spirit, the designation is also done by Li Xin's girl, the purpose is to get rid of a few of us who are disobedient, I only went in when I saw them go in with my own eyes, if I am plotted, it is also in this cabin. ”

"If it's really in this cabin," Wang Ling judged, "then there's no reason for them to slip off the boat in such a short period of time, bypassing me and Lao Zheng's eyes, and letting Ah Da take the boat away, there is no movement at all." ”

"So you're trying to say people are still in there?" Lao Pi sat on the ground and stomped his feet and said: "Then what are you waiting for, Lao Tzu wants to unscrew their heads and stick them on the mast, dare to provoke our close proletarian comrades-in-arms like this, such people should be judged by the people's justice." ”

Two flashlights, four people, Lao Pi really found the stick that beat the poet in the house, and simply took it in his hand. The upper deck of this cabin is a mess. There is a hidden buckle at the corner that is opened, the footprints on the ground are already very messy, there is a staircase down from here, Wang Ling first shines with a flashlight, there is about a height of more than one person, I can't see much difference, Zheng Jiuwu is still the first to go down, but as soon as he landed, he raised his hand to signal.

"Is there really a situation...... Lao Pi muttered in a low voice, about half a minute later, Zheng Jiuwu was still stunned, Wang Ling asked him before he replied: "It's better for you to come down and see for yourself......

"My mother......" This is Lao Pi's first reaction after jumping down, Wang Ling is already stupid, the scene in front of him is too shocking, a row of dried corpses in ancient official uniforms are hanging on the thick beams below the deck. The clothes on the dried corpses were covered with a thick layer of ash, their hair was coiled into braids and hung above the scales, their toes off the ground, their hands together, two rows on the left and right, dense and impossible to see......

"Play robe," Wang Ling suddenly thought of what Lao Pi said before, he turned to stare at Lao Pi and said, "Did you pretend to be crazy just now or were you really crazy?" ”

"I ...... I don't remember anything," he looked at the poet, and the poet shook his head again and again, "I really didn't pay attention just now, and I was beaten by this thing all at once, if I knew that there were piles of zombies down here, how dare I dare to follow them......

Zheng Jiuwu asked, "Do you see what is famous?" ”

"Judging from the clothing, this is very similar to the official uniform of the Ming Dynasty, but there should be a record in the history books of such a large-scale disappearance of officials going to sea, Li Xin said that this ship is Wang Zhi's, so it can't belong to the earlier Zheng He fleet, I really can't think of it......" These dried corpses are covered with cobwebs and dust, and it makes people a little panicked when they look at it more, "But you see, there are shoe prints in the middle of these two rows of dried corpses, I guess they passed from here." ”

"I'm talking about these corpses," Zheng Jiuwu said softly, "There are hollow forts on the left and right sides of this boat, and the sea breeze and salt hang them here like the way Xinjiang people dry raisins." I guess it may be a sea burial ship, they give the identity of the dead in the way of adding officials to the knighthood, using the living warship as a grave and the sea as a cemetery, which is simply a tomb and not a ship......"