"Shhh...... It's cold! ”

"It's ...... What's wrong? The body can't feel a little bit of temperature? ”

Yang Yuanhang muttered and shivered, his head was as heavy as lead, and the surroundings shook violently.

There was some kind of strange whisper in his ears, repeating a deep intonation......

Yang Yuanhang struggled to open his eyes, and the whispers dissipated as the picture unfolded.

The surrounding environment is extremely unfamiliar...

As far as the eye could see, there was a dimly lit iron compartment, with iron gears adorned with oil lamps hanging from the ceiling, flickering with a faint firelight, surrounded by wooden tables, each covered with stained white cloths, and the protrusions under the white cloth were human-shaped......

The air was damp and smelly, and water droplets were sliding on the rust stains on the iron walls.

Suddenly, his gaze lingered on the corner.

In the corner, a rotten tall barrel stood, filled with water, and a wooden spoon hung upside down on the side of the barrel.

Yang Yuanhang, who had a dry mouth, couldn't care about anything else, he staggered to the barrel and picked up the wooden spoon, and used the wooden spoon to scoop up a scoop of water and pour it into his mouth, sweetness slid from his mouth into his throat, the heat in his throat eased a lot, and his body warmed up a little.

Yang Yuanhang put the wooden spoon away, and his gaze swept over the water surface that was gradually returning to calm, and the reflection of the water surface made him freeze in place.

Blonde hair, deep and three-dimensional facial features...

？？？？？？

This is not yourself!

Yang Yuanhang was very sure, because he knew how he could be so handsome! It's not just the looks, but the current figure seems to be a little good, I'm obviously a thin dog, how did I become a beautiful team? Even the clothes were changed into linen shirts, linen khaki bucket pants, and black high leather boots!

Good guys, is it possible to cross over? Yang Yuanhang, who has full brain power, can only think of this!

What's under the white cloth over there?

Driven by curiosity, Yang Yuanhang lifted the nearest piece of white cloth!

"Holy!"

Under the white cloth appeared a naked male corpse, half of the yellow weed-like hair had fallen out, and a large hole had been made in the chest of the corpse, hollow, and the blood seemed to have been drained!

Alarm! Alarm!

But the current situation, how can the mobile phone be on yourself.

"Let's think of something else first." Yang Yuanhang, who gave up the idea of looking for a mobile phone, returned to the barrel again and calmed himself down with clean water.

Qing Shui slapped on Yang Yuanhang's face, and suddenly, fragmented memories frantically poured into his head!

Lyons. Alberly, a foreign affairs investigator in the seaside town of Holin in the kingdom of Shavant, is a graduate of the journalism department of Yelim University......

His ancestors were once descendants of the nobles of the Shavant Kingdom, but unfortunately his family fell into the middle of the road due to his wrong political position, and in order to escape the political strife in the kingdom, he came to the small town of Huolin, far away from the royal capital, and now three generations have passed.

The ancestors did not leave much of an inheritance, and Leon's parents were merely the grassroots managers of the docks, and the income of 18 sava dollars a month was only enough for the daily expenses of the family. It was not easy for Alberly to raise an adult, and although he lived in poverty, he was happy.

Seeing that he and his brother have succeeded in their studies and are ready to enter the workforce after graduating from university, as long as the work goes well, they can get back the corresponding salary, bringing some hope to the family.

However, the town suddenly changed.

The arrival of an outsider changed everything, but Yang Yuanhang's memory of that day was very vague, and he only remembered that his parents wanted to protect him and his brother Swan. Alberly died that day......

Hehe, the standard opening of the protagonist? After all, who hasn't read the online article these years, isn't this the protagonist's orphan start?

Wait, right eye!! What's going on?

Yang Yuanhang, who was reading the memory of the deity, was attracted to himself again on the surface of the water, the azure eyeball of his right eye was slowly bulging, and there was obvious blood oozing around the eye socket, and the blood slid across his cheek and dripped into the water.

The strong smell of blood rushed straight to Yang Yuanhang's nostrils.

In the next second, his eyeballs popped out on their own and fell into the bucket, swaying bright red water streaks.

His eyes rolled around the surface of the water, slowly facing him.

Hiss!

Yang Yuanhang gasped, at this time fear had already invaded his heart, and his body instinctively retreated, trying to avoid his own ...... Stare!

Who is comfortable with this feeling of being stared at by their own eyes?

But what's even stranger is that the eyeballs fall off on their own without the slightest pain.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Yang Yuanhang, who lost his right eye, always felt that the surrounding environment was much brighter than before, and he could see everything in the dim compartment more clearly.

At the same time, strange murmurs reappeared in his mind, mysterious language that he had never heard before.

The murmuring makes people a little irritable and anxious, as if their leaders are forcing them to talk about various project indicators in their ears.

The murmur echoed all the time, and the irritability was followed by a sudden sleepiness, and his consciousness gradually blurred, and he staggered backwards.

Boom! Yang Yuanhang, who was unsteady in his steps, knocked down the table that had turned over the white cloth before, and the naked male corpse rolled to the ground wrapped in a white cloth, and the moment the corpse rolled down, a tingling pain came from his right eye, and he only felt that something was squirming in his right eye, numb and numb.

“X！“

With a national scolding, Yang Yuanhang instantly sobered up a lot, and the sudden sleepiness and anxiety dissipated in an instant.

"Joe, go in and see what's going on inside."

"You have to go by yourself, I don't want to lie inside like them and sacrifice to the god of the sea!"

"Don't be afraid to act like a Seidhilanka bitch, the first mate has already cleaned up these things, don't worry, I won't kill you!"

"Then why don't you go!"

"Lao Tzu is your commander, the captain of the Slo faction has gone crazy, except for the first mate on this ship, everyone else has to listen to me!"

"No, no! I don't want to be a monster! And Captain Slope, he's not crazy, he's fine! ”

"Okay, okay, okay, the old man is not crazy! Not crazy! Look at you excited, let's do it, Lao Tzu will go down with you, a, and say okay first, give your rum to Lao Tzu! ”

"Well, this is my last bottle of rum!"

"Bring it to you!"

The conversation outside the compartment came to Yang Yuanhang's ears, not a familiar language, but the lingua franca of the Shavant Kingdom.

Yang Yuanhang, who had planned to recover some more memories, hurriedly adjusted his state, and forcibly endured his nausea to move the male corpse that fell to the ground back to its original position.

Yang Yuanhang restored everything as quickly as possible, and then lay back in place and covered the white cloth with his hands.

Worst! The eyeballs are still in the bucket!

Yang Yuanhang wanted to get up to deal with his eyeballs, but the footsteps downstairs were getting closer and closer, and it was too late.

Sending his gaze through the gap left by the white cloth, Yang Yuanhang's scalp was numb again, and the original blue eyes in the bucket were still staring at him.

It's just that at this time, the eyeball has lost its color, and it is slowly drying up and gradually melting......

Creak!

At the moment when the eyeballs dissipated, the iron door full of rust was slowly pushed open!