In early summer, somewhere in the Yellow Sea.

Slightly dated crew cabins.

The noise of thunder and waves crashing against the hull of the ship did not stop for a moment.

The chandelier shook violently, and the dim light punctuated the two stacks of books and picture frames on the bedside table on the right side of the cabin.

In the frame is a photo of a brother and sister standing in the zoo.

The young man with good features and a resolute face carried a pink schoolbag that obviously did not match his figure, and carried a bag of snacks and drinks in his hand, and next to him was a little girl with a ponytail and a string of marshmallows in her hand.

There is a bed against the wall.

The sturdy shirtless young man lay on his side, as if he was in a deep nightmare, his brows furrowed, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Someone outside slammed the hatch in a hurry, shouting in a thick voice,

"Yan Jing, something happened outside, the third uncle called you over!"

Almost at the moment when the words fell, the young man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and sat up suddenly.

"Got it, come right away."

Pouting his cheeks with both hands, cheering up his drowsy spirits, Yan Jing grabbed the drink stuffed in the ice water on the bedside table, tilted his neck and took a big sip, muttering to himself,

"The fifth,, where the hell did the sound come from?"

Thundered~

There was another thunderous explosion.

Yan Jing no longer hesitated, grabbed the shirt and plastic raincoat hanging at the door, and walked out of the crew room.

Walking quickly up the iron ladder to the control room on the deck, I was greeted by a middle-aged man holding the rudder and wearing a floral shirt.

The glass on the front of the cabin was watered by rainwater, and the crew on the deck could barely be seen with the help of high-powered searchlights.

The fishing boats are surrounded by endless rough waves, and from time to time, the head of the boat will crash into the hull of the boat, and the sea water will splash down like a curtain.

"Lao Du, what's the situation outside?"

Yan Jing was wearing a raincoat and asked in a deep voice.

"It looks like I've caught something unclean...... The people are all at the boom at the stern of the boat, you go and see. ”

Controlling the hull of the ship in the storm occupied all the attention of the middle-aged man, and he shouted without looking back.

Something unclean?

Yan Jing glanced at the other party with some confusion, and saw that he didn't mean to explain, so he had to turn around and open the hatch.

The wind and rain in his face and the waves rushing over the side of the ship pulled him into another world in an instant.

Pressing the hood of his raincoat, Yan Jing didn't show any panic on his face.

It has been six years since he went to sea at the age of eighteen, and he has seen too many storms.

Walk along the side of the boat to the position of the boom and watch the crowd at the stern of the boat by the light.

"Brother Yan is here!"

Someone noticed Yan Jing's arrival and immediately shouted.

The crowd suddenly moved out of the way.

Although he was only twenty-four years old, Yan Jing was already the first mate of this fishing boat with his excellent sea skills.

"Ah Jing, come and see."

In the crowd stood an old man with gray temples and a rather sturdy physique, who greeted him loudly.

Zheng Sanshan, the owner of the ship.

Because he is the third in the family, the same generation is called the third brother, and the younger generation is the third uncle.

Walking a few steps forward, Yan Jing looked at the net bag that had just been dragged up at the stern of the boat, and all kinds of seafood were piled up......

The moment the gaze swept over a certain place, it froze.

I saw a corpse mixed between the fish and shrimp, and the body was also covered with a set of seaweed, tattered armor, and the mask of the helmet had been lifted, and what was inside was not a skeleton, but a rotting corpse that retained most of the flesh and skin!

Looking at the face, it should be a Japanese national, and the hairstyle of the Yue Dynasty on the top of the head is easy to identify.

Probably because of the long immersion in the water, the corpse was already swollen and covered with corpse spots, which was particularly disgusting to look at.

"What the hell I caught when I was closing the net just now."

Zheng Sanshan's expression was solemn, they were more or less superstitious about eating mixed rice at sea, like worshipping before going to sea, and it was an old rule to burn incense and beg for good fortune on a good day.

Now that such a corpse is suddenly fished up, everyone is stunned.

You must know that no matter what kind of corpse is buried in the sea for so long, it should have been eaten by various creatures a long time ago, and the skeleton left is rare, how can it be like this?

Everyone wasn't sure whether to throw it back directly for a while, or do something else first.

Yan Jing knew what the third uncle had specially called out for.

He had to find a way to keep the crew's minds steady, after all, he had to continue casting his nets tomorrow.

"This sea area is not far from the Wa Kingdom, maybe it was sunk decades ago, is this corpse...... It is estimated that it was buried at the bottom of the sea, because today the wind and waves were swept out again......"

I wanted to find a reason to explain two sentences, but halfway through speaking, seeing that the faces of several people next to him were not quite right, Yan Jing glanced at the captain and suddenly raised his tone,

"Fuck, it's just a little devil, are we afraid, don't say it's just such a corpse, it's just a living corpse, Lao Tzu can also split him alive, my old man has been fighting, and he has been told since he was a child, he can coax anything he encounters, but the little devil, who instigates who is the king!"

After speaking, Yan Jing touched a pair of gloves from the side, turned around and grabbed the armor directly, and threw it out of the stern of the boat with the corpse.

[Detection of 'Wa Kingdom Drowned' in the vicinity]

[The torch has been lit, and the strength rating of the Ember Apostle ......'Ranch']

[The Present World Regular Event 'Ghost Fish' has been activated]

[This event is a novice event, no failure penalty]

[Objective: Survive until dawn]

[Rewards will be issued according to the settlement score]

The sudden sound in his head made Yan Jing's body stagnate, but fortunately, the light was dim, and the people around him did not notice.

"Fuck, Brother Yan is right, our group of bloody men, frightened by the corpse of a little devil, what do we look like?"

Seeing that Yan Jing set an example, someone in the crew immediately echoed it, and the corpse had been thrown away, and the original solemn atmosphere suddenly improved.

"Everyone will go back to their posts, and they will return tomorrow afternoon, and then I will do the east, Fenglai Hotel, and eat hard!"

Zheng Sanshan knew that the time had come, and decisively stood up to boost morale.

In a burst of cheers, order returned to normal on board.

"Ah Jing, it's unlucky to throw this thing away."

When the crowd dispersed, Zheng Sanshan stepped forward, looked at Yan Jing's gloves and said,

"Hmm."

Taking off his gloves and throwing them into the sea, Yan Jing's expression did not relax, and he said in a muffled voice,

"Third uncle, I don't think the situation is right, when I threw the corpse just now...... Anyway, let's be careful, I suggest sending two people to patrol the boat, and I'll finish it here. ”

"That makes sense, I'll tell them about it."

This matter is indeed evil tonight, Zheng Sanshan responded and went to the bow deck.

Yan Jing, who was left alone in the stern of the boat, saw that everyone was leaving, so he gritted his teeth and shouted,

"Who the hell are you, why can you speak in my ear, get out!"

The manic wind and rain staggered around Yan Jing's side, and no one responded to his questioning.

From the day of this trip to the sea.

Every day, Yan Jing would hear strange whispers ringing in his ears.

Whether awake or asleep, the sound could reach his head, and he wanted to explore but could not hear clearly.

However, after touching the corpse just now, these voices of unknown origin suddenly became clear.

Yan Jing wanted to think of these sounds as hallucinations after a long stay at sea.

It's just that as he began to clean up the seafood scattered on the aft deck, he still couldn't stop thinking about these almost prompting sentences.

He also played online games when he was on shore and knew the meaning of the event.

Drowned.

Literally, it seems to be the corpse that was just fished up.

But what is the "torch" and "ghost-faced fish" in the back?

Holding the tools to sweep the fish and shrimp into the fish cabin, thinking about it, Yan Jing's movements at hand were not slow.

After a while, the net pocket on the boat was also closed by Yan Jing.

wiped the rain from his face and stretched to relieve his sore back.

Tom~tomm~

Just as Yan Jing was about to return to the cabin, two muffled noises suddenly came from the stern.

Yan Jing, who had been on the ship for seven or eight years, was all too familiar with this voice.

Propeller stalls!

Sure enough, the fishing boat, which was still moving steadily in the wind and waves, gradually stalled, and Zheng Sanshan, who had just left, noticed the problem, returned to the stern, and learned that there was a problem with the propeller, and raised his hand to cover his forehead and sighed.

In normal times, the propeller failure is not much trouble, either entangled in fishing nets or other debris in the sea, and it can be solved quickly by finding two people to carry knives.

But at this time, the waves are big enough to roll over the side of the ship, and if you don't get it right, there will be big problems.

"Forget it, if it's bad, it's bad, and we'll find a way when the storm passes...... Shit, what the fuck this is. ”

Zheng Sanshan shook his head helplessly, he wanted to comfort himself, but the words still turned into foul words.

No one knows when this storm will end.

If the rainstorm stops here for as long as it takes, if nothing else, the seafood in the fish tank will definitely be a problem.

Not to mention that according to the plan, there should be another fishing operation tomorrow.

Back and forth, huge losses!

"Third uncle, it's better to take a look at the situation first, if you just wrap up something, it's better to solve it, it's a big deal for me to go down."

Yan Jing took a step forward and said in a deep voice.

can be the first mate at this age, he naturally has the ability.

"You're right...... Seventh, bring the lantern here! ”

Zheng Sanshan turned around and shouted, and it didn't take long for a thin man to come running over with a strong searchlight in his hand.

Yan Jing didn't talk nonsense, jumped directly on the stern, climbed a few steps down against the external steel ladder, and then grabbed the gangway with one arm, the whole person leaned outside like a monkey, and the other hand held a searchlight, shining on the position of the propeller at the bottom of the stern.

The bright beam of light fell, and between the ups and downs of the wind and waves, Yan Jing soon saw the dark green objects floating on the sea surface at the stern of the boat, looking at things like fishing nets or seaweed, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, turned around and shouted upward,

"Third uncle, if you get entangled in something, you can solve it!"

After speaking, Yan Jing didn't plan to stay outside for long, and was about to go up, but just as he was moving, his gaze inadvertently swept over the sea not far to the right with the searchlight beam.

The gaze froze.

I saw that between the undulating waves, a hideous human face full of sarcoma was facing him, and the strange gray pupils the size of a fist were even more emitting dark green fluorescent, which was particularly eye-catching in the wind and rain.

Not to mention the huge black shadow looming beneath the surface of the sea...... Ghost Fish!

A chill rose from his spine.

Yan Jing turned his head and climbed up quickly.

As soon as he returned to the stern of the ship and was about to remind the third uncle, he heard a few exclamations from the bow deck!