The sea is too vast for the speed of a ship.

Nearly two months have passed since the departure from Port Royal, and even the navigator and the captain of the ship have no idea which sea they are in now.

Every time the captain cautiously asked Townsend about his course, Townsend always pointed in a random direction, and seemed to have made up his mind to float on the sea all the time.

Neither looking for a port to dock, nor exactly what they were looking for, if it weren't for the generous salary given by Townsend and the strong deterrent power of the other party, this group of sailors would have rebelled long ago.

However, at this time, it is really no longer sustainable.

There are not many supplies on the ship, although the ordinary ingredients are enough for the crew to eat for a month, but those luxury ingredients and drinks, there is not much left.

"It's time to ask Mr. Tang for advice."

The captain was a middle-aged man, with rough skin and a stout build, like every man who lives at sea all year round.

Townsend chose him not because he could manage all the sailors, but because he seemed to be an obedient and troublesome type.

"Don't worry about that." A voice came from the side, wrapped in a strong smell of alcohol: "Mr. Tang is not in a hurry, what are you anxious about?" ”

The captain glanced over and saw Jack Sparrow standing in the breeze with a bottle of wine on his shoulder.

"Why were you released again?"

Obviously, they tied up each other and put them in the cell, but after a few days, the other party was able to find a way to sneak out and secretly drink the wine on the ship, until he was drunk and not discovered.

The reason for the lack of alcohol on the ship, there is a share of this person!

"Don't worry about the details, I'll go back as soon as I'm done with this bottle." Jack Sparrow put his arms around the captain's shoulder, "Mr. Tang doesn't care, what are you doing so seriously?" ”

"Speaking of which, you must have heard the adventures of the great Captain Jack Sparrow, have you?"

The captain slapped his hand away with a straight face, and said, "Thanks to your creditors, your name is not unfamiliar in the Caribbean. ”

"Creditors? What creditors? Jack Sparrow leaned in again: "Did you owe me money before?" ”

The captain sneered, and did not speak, but shouted to the sailors: "Arrest this man, I don't want to see him in front of me again." ”

Jack Sparrow advertises that he and Mr. Tang are old acquaintances on the ship every day, causing the crew to turn a blind eye to him, but after all, Mr. Tang ordered him to be locked up, and as the captain of the ship, he does not want to be responsible.

"Wait—I'm not done yet!" Jack Sparrow hurriedly poured the bottle and poured it with great force, and the two sailors dragged him to the cabin, one left and one right.

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from the observation deck: "Yes! There are boats! ”

All the crew members were stunned.

The captain hurriedly looked down the side of the ship, and saw a black sailing ship approaching at an incredible speed above the sea level in the distance.

"Ghost Ship!"

A sailor shouted in horror.

I saw that the ship was obviously fast, but the sails were tattered, and it didn't look like it was sailing with the power of the wind.

And, as the ship got closer, one could see that the ship seemed to be completely rotten, and even the hull below was made of broken wood, like a sieve, and anyone who had sailed on the sea knew very well that even if it was just a hole, a ship would soon sink to the bottom of the sea.

It is impossible to sail like that.

The two sailors holding Jack Sparrow hostage involuntarily let go.

So, Jack Sparrow successfully fell to the ground, he first reflexively lifted the bottle, and then shook it: "This is gone?" ”

He lay on the deck, looking at the crew members who were running in a panic, showing a confused look: "Who is robbing my wine?" ”

"Turn! Full sails! ”

"Stay away from that ghost ship!"

The captain's panicked voice rang in his ears, and Jack Sparrow staggered to his feet: "Ghost ship? What ghost ship? ”

"Did I tell you the story of the Black Pearl just now?"

A running sailor ran past and nearly knocked Jack Sparrow over, and he quickly took a few steps sideways, leaning against the side of the ship, and was about to say something, when suddenly he felt a shadow envelop him.

"Huh?"

He looked up and saw a shipwreck covered in rust.

It was a humanoid bow portrait, a tall woman with a two-headed spear.

"Oh, it's not common." Jack Sparrow couldn't help but sigh, and then, when he saw the bow of the ship move, he turned his head, his metal eyes fixed on him.

A cold feeling came to his face, and Jack Sparrow slowly raised the wine bottle in his hand: "Hey, do you want to take a sip?" ”

There were terrible screams on the deck, and all the crew members couldn't wait to run down the cabin.

The bow of the ship slowly raised the double-headed spear in its hand as if it were a living thing, and stabbed it down fiercely towards Jack Sparrow.

Jack Sparrow woke up from his drunken fright, and with a tumble dodging, the spear piercing through the deck and into the cabin.

"This is Jamaican rum!"

He shouted dissatisfiedly, and casually smashed the bottle on the face of the bow statue, but his steps were not slow at all, and he ran directly towards the cabin.

At this moment, Jack Sparrow was already aware of his situation, and this ghost ship was undoubtedly coming for him.

This is the consequence of giving up the compass, which unleashes what it fears most. That was the old days of youth, and in short, the ghosts who were locked up in the Devil's Sea because of him would never let them go, and now, they finally found it, before they found the Poseidon Trident.

Jack Sparrow was convinced that he would not be able to resist such a formidable enemy, not even escape, and that only one person could save him on this ship.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Mr. Tang, come out and see the ghost—"

The door to the cabin was pushed open with a thud, and Jack Sparrow looked at the empty desk and spat out the last word.

"Soul."

What about people? What about Mr. Tang, who has been staying in the cabin?

Jack Sparrow felt a chill down his spine, as if some evil and cold being was staring at him.

Wait, it seems that there is!

He turned his head stiffly to see a mutilated, black-cracked face staring at him.

"Hola, S-Pylo!"

(End of chapter)