"Are you······upset?"
The sea surface has returned to calm, but their hearts are now being swept by torrential waves.
The monkey swallowed and asked, "Wenke, should we contact Xianmen Liao?"
"You're crazy!"
Lao Wen furrows his brow, his reaction is more calm and stable than the thin man.
He held the sharp knife, stood on tiptoe and cautiously approached Zheng He's room. He pressed his ear against the door to listen carefully for a while. Then he took a deep breath and relaxed.
"He's asleep, snoring inside."
He slowly retreated, "Xianmen Liao, do you think what happened on the ship can be covered up by those deities!"
"We just threw those bodies into the sea, the blood aura hasn't dispersed on the ship, and besides, the old man hasn't died yet!"
Lao Wen gritted his teeth, "We absolutely cannot contact them now!"
The monkey's lips trembled slightly, he lowered his voice, worried that someone inside would hear him, "What should we do now!"
The two people stood together, looking at the tightly closed door, both fell into silence.
Lao Wen squeezed the knife tightly in his hand, his eyes dark and fierce, "Then we'll just have to kill her again."
"Why can't we kill her a second time if we can kill her the first time?"
The monkey shook his head, looking somewhat shamefaced, "You're out of your mind! The one before was a person!"
"This······"
He shuddered slightly and whispered in a breathless voice, "Who knows what it is!"
The monkey pointed at the axe that Zheng He had chopped into the wooden table, indicating for Lao Wen to give it a try himself.
"Be afraid of nothing!"
Lao Wen furrowed his brow, somewhat disdainful, and tried to pull out the axe with one hand. He was almost lifting the whole table, but the axe didn't budge at all.
They exchanged a look with each other, both seeing a sense of surprise in each other's eyes.
The two of them placed the knife aside, the monkey lay on top of the table to hold it down, and Lao Wen used all his strength to try to pull it out. However, the axe was still firmly embedded in the wooden table, emanating a cold glow and mocking their powerlessness.
"Right? Isn't it some sort of demon trick!"
Zheng He's cut was just a casual one.
The monkey gestured towards the cabin with his mouth, "It must be some sort of demon magic!"
Lao Wen panted heavily, sitting on the chair to calm his racing heartbeat.
He suppressed his emotions and said, "I think that evil spirit probably still thinks of herself as the eldest sister. The old thing has mentioned before that as long as we don't disturb the person who is under the spell, she won't easily wake up."
The monkey was terrified as he stared at the door, pointing at the trail of blood-red footprints on the ground, "The bodies were thrown into the sea, but the footprints brought blood... should she be considered a water ghoul?"
"Did she just call out our names?"
The monkey thought for a moment and felt relieved, "Fortunately, we didn't respond to her!"
"I heard the old people say that as long as we don't respond to her, we won't be eaten by water ghosts."
"We've never encountered a water ghost this fierce before······"
The monkey sniffed his nose slightly and said, "The thing has a natural lamb smell, it's very fragrant. But this...... seems to have no flavor."
The air was only filled with a salty marine smell.
Lao Wen dared not turn his back to the door. He sniffed disdainfully, "Rare and ignorant. Where on earth would there be lamb odor in the sea? She's such a personage, even if she became a water ghost, she's probably not something that those water monkeys could compare to."
"The old man went to the Fairy Door to buy some amulets, water ghosts are afraid of the sound character. Take out all the sound characters and put them on her body while the evil spirit is still not established, just stick them on her."
"If one isn't enough, stick two on; if ten or twenty aren't enough, I don't believe that a just-dead water ghost can have any powerful magic!"
"She couldn't beat us when she was alive, how could she possibly rise again after death!"
"We must beat her to pieces until her soul scatters!"
Lao Wen spat, and the eyes, which were almost sealed by his flesh, widened in the candlelight, throwing off a glint of ferocity. "These evil spirits feed on human blood and flesh. Now that she has just landed on shore and has not eaten any human flesh yet, this is the best time to exterminate her."
"Call the unbroken brothers and sisters. Wait until tomorrow noon, when the yang energy is at its strongest, and follow me to exterminate the evil spirits!"
The monkey nodded, "I'll go and find the sound character now."
"Damned brat, just stick seventeen or eighteen of them to her door first!"
Lao Wen stood up, "No matter what she is, we'll make sure she dies without a proper burial at noon tomorrow!"
He weighs the long knife in his hand, his face muscles tremble, "And that old bum, one by one, my mother was a bad son!"
The candlelight cast flickering shadows on his face, for a moment his eyes were cold and sinister, like a fierce ghost in the human world.
The monkey swallowed and said, "Wenke, what if······"
He pointed to Zheng He's room, "Could it be that the old bum called out?"
Lao Wen's knife lightly swayed through the air, "Him? It's not impossible, the old bastard······"
"If it weren't for the Taoist who said we had to get that old bastard's golden core, I would have thrown him into the sea to feed the fish long ago!"
The monkey approached Lao Wen, "Wenke, I've heard others say that immortals have powerful true fire, capable of burning and killing all demons and ghosts. Although we don't have true fire, the principle is the same. Perhaps we can also use fire to burn out the old bum's Golden Core?"
Lao Wen's eyes opened a sliver, revealing a cold and fierce glare, "One by one, the undeserving don't die, the unexpelled don't expel themselves, and they all defy the old man!"
He turned around and walked away, with the wind from the knife causing the candlelight to sway slightly, leaving two eerie shadows on the ground.
"Wenke, wait for me, I'll go with you!"
The monkey had no courage to stay alone in this room.
The two of them pushed open the door to the driver's cabin and left quickly.
Creak——
The sound of the door creaking lightly entered Zheng He's ears. She was lying on the bed, slightly furrowing her brow but did not wake up.
In the dream swaying with the ship, she smelled the suffocating blood in the air, and her skin seemed to sizzle and oily.
The temperature around was very high, but there was no sun in the sky; instead, there was a vast blue sea.
The entire sea was suspended above her head, but not a drop of water flowed to where Zheng He was.
Only faint blue ripples were left on the cracked land.
Zheng He lifted her head, and the scenery around her appeared instantly.
The sea was separated from the sky by a transparent membrane, beneath which were seven Shiro-mask faces as tall as mountains.
When she saw these Shiro-masks, Zheng He almost thought she was still in her original world.
The seven Shiro-masks were black and white, some good and some evil. Some had sharp teeth, and some were in the shadows, making their faces impossible to see.
Zheng He didn't need to see clearly, she knew what these Shiro-masks looked like, all of them were acquired from the countryside with her own money.
When the accident happened, these Shiro-masks were stored in her trunk.
She originally intended to use these Shiro-masks to create a Nuo dance for competition.
Why would she see these Shiro-masks in this world?
Zheng He's nostrils twitched slightly, and her mind was captivated by a strange fragrance. Following the scent, she saw a shallow puddle not far away.
When she saw this puddle, the intense thirst instantly took control of Zheng He's rationality. She swallowed hard and stumbled over the cracked land, running over to it and crouching down without caring about her appearance, greedily drinking these cold liquids.
Thirsty throat like the sudden rain to the withered grass, did not take a few breaths to drink up these water, she is confused, reluctantly licking the wet ground, hoping to more water.
She had a premonition that only the water here could quench her thirst.
"You look like a wild dog in that way."
A familiar voice echoed from behind, and upon hearing it, Zheng He froze in place and looked up in confusion.
"Midday!"
Didn't she time travel?
Why would she encounter her own younger sister in this world?
"How did you end up here?"
"Did you also time travel?"
