Chapter 825 Mirage

After turning off my consciousness, the alcohol was a little stronger, and I felt dazed, so I simply collapsed on the bed and fell asleep. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After all, my mana is sealed now, and purely from the perspective of my physical state, I am just an ordinary person, and I can't use the body of a zombie and the body of a red dragon to detoxify.

Once the consciousness is closed, I will be affected by my body, and if my body is drunk, my soul will also fall into a deep sleep like a normal person.

And the divine consciousness, like the human mind, can be understood as the mind of "God", and if it is used excessively, it can be equally exhausting.

I've been using my mind to practice swordsmanship for the past few days, and I'm feeling a little tired.

So this sleep, I don't know how long I slept, but when I felt confused, it seemed that someone was pushing me.

Kindness?

My heart moved, and I sat up suddenly.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the room was pitch black, only faintly visible.

I saw a woman standing at the head of my bed.

A faintly visible woman in a light veil, very beautiful, beautiful with a hint of charm in it, looking at me with a smile on her face.

Seeing that I opened my eyes, the woman smiled at me, and without saying a word, began to undress.

Her every move is full of charm, and her gestures are extremely sultry.

This is......

"Who are you?" I sat up, looking at her.

"The night is long, don't you want to find someone to warm your bed?" said the woman with a smile, and said in a warbler whisper.

Warm the bed?

Could it be that the mistress of the previous crew member came to give me a hug after hearing that I was rich?

At this time, I had a splitting headache, one was drinking, and the other was a little too much depletion.

It seems that it is quite laborious to realize the sixth sword.

"Get out, or I'll call the captain to blast you out." As I spoke, I reached for the light.

But when I pressed it, I found that the light was not on at all.

Kindness?

Interesting.

It seems that this woman is not like what I imagined, but I'm afraid that she is still a female ghost.

When the woman heard that I was going to call the captain, she had no fear, and at this time, only a light layer of tulle remained on her body, which was basically equivalent to wearing nothing.

"Sir, the beauties meet and dance to the moon, are you so kind?" she said, coming gracefully, and was about to put her arms around my neck.

With a thought, I stretched out my hand and made a gesture at the table in the distance: "Come sword!"

"Boom!"

The dragon sword came out of its sheath, and the cold light flickered, and I held it in my hand.

This is not a sword trick, but simply an induction between a person and a sword.

If you can cultivate this kind of induction to the extreme, even if you don't use the Imperial Sword Technique, you will be able to turn the sword in your hand into a flying sword like Kenjiu.

I didn't say a word, and stabbed out with a sword.

At the moment when the dragon sword flew by, the woman's face suddenly changed greatly, and when she saw me shoot with a sword, her figure flickered and disappeared.

Sure enough, it's not human.

I went out with my sword and found that the ship had long since left the dock and was moving on the sea.

And the rain has stopped, and the sky shows a clear red moon.

I'll just say, where did the glimmer come from, it turned out to be moonlight.

But apart from the sky, the surrounding area of the ship was very hazy and looked extremely unclear.

When I looked closely, I found that not far from the ship, there was a slight mist.

At this time, I had a splitting headache, and I couldn't use my divinity, I couldn't scan the distance, I could only walk forward step by step.

In front is the cockpit.

When I opened the door, I found that in the cockpit, the crew was lying on their backs, snoring like thunder.

Including the captain.

There were a few bottles on the floor, and it looked like they were getting drunk here.

I sheathed my sword, walked over to the captain, reached out and patted him, waking him up.

The captain glanced at it and frowned: "This is ...... What's going on?"

Then went over and slapped a crew member, trying to wake him up.

But the crew didn't move.

The captain was anxious and gave him a few more slaps, but he still didn't wake up.

Not only that, but the entire ship, except for the captain and a cook, there were a total of 18 crew members left, all of whom fell into a deep sleep that could not be awakened.

"Get up, get up for me!" the captain was furious, and slapped them one by one, trying to wake them up.

One of the crew members was even slapped by him and bled out.

"Captain, stop fighting!" said the skinny cook, cowering.

This chef is unlike most chefs.

Under normal circumstances, most chefs are the type with "big heads and thick necks", but he is very thin.

It is mainly related to the food and drink on board.

After all, sailing at sea, unlike on land, you can replenish fruits and vegetables at any time, and there is not so much meat, except for fish, there is only canned food.

The captain gasped and asked, "What's going on? Didn't you drink less, why are you all drunk?"

"No, I don't. The thin chef was terrified: "It's not a matter of drinking, I haven't even drunk." ”

"Not drunk?" the captain also felt a little strange, "Then you show them." ”

"It seems to be ......" The cook lowered his head and walked over to a crew member, reached out and broke his eyelids and looked at it: "It's a cold-type coma, probably when he went ashore, he was infected with the flu." ”

Unexpectedly, this chef actually worked part-time as a doctor on the ship.

Flu?

Worst!

I instantly thought of "Pat".

But if it's that kind of contagious corpse poison, why did everyone fall, and the crew and the cook were all right?

Moreover, is "Pat" mutated, how can it make people fall into a coma?

"What did you go through when you came ashore?" I asked.

The captain did not twist either: "The brothers have been holding back for a long time, and they will go ashore and be happy." ”

"What about you?"

He shook his head: "I didn't look for a woman, I happened to have an old friend here, and I went to him for a drink." ”

Oh?

In my head, there was a flash of inspiration.

Looking at the chef, I asked him, "Did you find a woman?"

He nodded at first, then shook his head, as if he felt embarrassed by the question and didn't know how to answer it.

It was the captain who answered for him on the side: "This kid is sick, he can only see and touch, and he can't really shoot bullets." ”

It turned out that he had a physical illness.

After the captain said this, I vaguely guessed a possibility: Could it be that this Pat was spread through the relationship between men and women?

At this time, the entire crew fell into a coma, and the captain could only drive it himself.

But as soon as he walked to the bridge and glanced at it, his face suddenly changed: "Lost, let's lost!"

I walked over and saw that the dashboard on the bridge was spinning all the time, and I couldn't determine the direction at all.

Perhaps, it was the female ghost who did it.

Trek at sea?

I suddenly thought of a creature recorded in the Chronicles of Foreign Objects: the mirage. (To be continued.) )