Zheng Hehsuan let out a sigh, took the clothes, and raised an easy smile, "We're like brothers. When I was a kid, I even bathed with you." Do you forget that?
The door shut with a 'creeak——' sound.
Creak——
The sound reached Lao Wen's ears. He collapsed outside the cockpit, drenched in sweat, with both hands tightly gripping the door lock, as if he was struggling with all his might to keep whatever was inside from escaping.
Wendy, what are you doing! Let me out!
Wen Ge!
It hurts so much!
Wen Ge!
Kill her! Kill her!
She's not human! Wen Ge! She's not human!
Wen Ge! Open the door! Open it!
Wen Ge, what are you doing? Open the door!
Lao Wen!
Wen Lao Dog!
Open the door!
Open the door!
Wen Lao Dog!
The screams and wails of his companions, who were just sunbathing together moments ago, still echoed in his ears. The cockpit was engulfed in flames, the cabin door was burning hot, and the situation inside could be imagined. Yet he still held onto the door handle tightly, resisting against those desperately trying to get out.
As to whether the one who wants to escape is his companion or an evil spirit, it remains unclear.
He doesn't know, nor does he want to find out.
There was only one thought in his mind: it was an evil spirit, and she must not be allowed to escape!
Burn her to death! Burn her to death!
The heavens above witness my vow. The Daoist forebear assist me. May I bring down the Three Mystic Fires, burning and slaying the evil spirits!
He didn't know how long he had been holding on, for so long that the cries for help from within the cockpit grew fainter and fainter, and for so long that only charred and twisted bodies remained on the other side of the cabin door.
When he heard the sound of the door closing, he shook all over, wanting to let go, but found that he couldn't.
His skin and flesh were glued to the door handle due to the high temperature.
Lao Wen bit his tongue to shreds before he managed to tear his hand away from the door handle.
His hand was dyed blood red, and his eyes were dyed blood red.
He tore off a piece of his clothing and tightly wrapped it around his hand that had lost its skin, trying to control his trembling.
Is that monster dead?
That monster is dead, isn't it?
He's not wrong, he's not wrong!
Then, blame the evil spirit!
"Wen..."
"Wen Ge..."
A weak voice came from behind Lao Wen, causing him to shiver and pick up the knife painted with cinnabar from beside him, swinging it towards the person.
The person quickly begged for mercy, "Wen Ge, it's me! It's me! Monkey!"
Lao Wen recognized him, but didn't let him off easily. He held the knife to the monkey's neck, spitting a sweet and bloody saliva on him, "Damn it! How dare you show up in front of me again!"
His eyes were bloodshot, and he bit his teeth together as he glared at the monkey, who was huddled in a ball with the knife, trembling. "We agreed to go together, you damned wimp! You're too scared even to enter the door!"
"Left us to die!"
"It's because of your cowardice, it's because of you!"
Lao Wen's voice was hoarse, as if he was trying to vomit blood from his throat, "They're all dead! Dead!"
Lao Wen's knife sliced through the monkey's skin, causing the monkey to tremble uncontrollably and not dare to resist. It was on the verge of tears, "Wen Ge, I went in! I really went in!"
Monkey's teeth were chattering, thinking back to the scene he had just witnessed, "But what good is it if I go in!"
"I went in and saw her... she slit Da Shan's stomach. Wen Ge, Da Shan was calling out so tragically... his intestines were hanging out..."
Monkey was so scared that he kneeled down in one motion, his tears flowing and making him look pathetic, "I'm scared... Wen Ge, that's not a human. That's an evil spirit!"
"I'm scared..."
His eyes flashed with terror, "The evil spirit kills people faster than fish. It cuts them down one after another. What's the point of me going in? Wen Ge, I... I'm the only child in my family... I don't want to die..."
Lao Wen closed his eyes and loosened his grip on the plain knife. He slumped to the ground in exhaustion, his eyes dim and lacking strength.
Yes, what use is it for Monkey, a worthless thing, to go in?
That evil spirit, without a word, lifted his iron axe and struck straight ahead, his eyes as cold as a ghost's, showing no respect for their humanity.
He himself couldn't stand up to it inside, let alone someone as weak and spineless as Monkey.
Who wants to die?
"Wen Ge, let's run away!"
Monkey casually wiped the blood on his neck and sat down next to Lao Wen, looking together at the locked cabin door of the cockpit.
"We still have two small boats, and we can leave Ang Muc Jiao and the evil spirit behind. Let's take some of our brothers and escape quickly, Wen Ge!"
Lao Wen fell to the ground, gasping for breath. He sneered coldly, "Escape?"
He pointed to the cockpit, his eyes cold and filled with blood-soaked anger, "Dead! All dead! I've lost so many people, I poisoned the old immortal, I killed Zheng He! The Jiao Mu Jiao is mine in sight. As long as I get that elixir, once I land, a immortal will assist me! Do you want me to run?"
Monkey had a worried expression, "Wen Ge, we burnt the old immortal last night on the stove, but we didn't get any golden elixir out of it!"
"The old immortal is the old immortal, he has an elixir! Even if he's poisoned, he's not something that common people like us can touch!"
"The old immortal hasn't died yet, and this evil spirit has boarded the ship. Wen Ge, a brave man doesn't take unnecessary risks! Let's leave the evil spirit behind and save our own lives first!"
"We can't fight them, let's go!"
He leaned close to Lao Wen's ear, "Besides, I don't think the immortal is necessarily trustworthy!"
"You think about it, if the immortal was truly powerful, why wouldn't he come himself to deal with the old immortal, instead of relying on us common people to poison and plot against him?"
"Wen Ge!"
Lao Wen chuckled, "Leave?"
"Then you leave!"
He stood up, holding onto the railing, facing the sea wind, and slapped the railing of Jiao Mu Jiao with his palm. Enduring the searing pain, he sneered coldly, "I was born as a descendant of Jiao Mu Jiao, and even if I die, I will be a ghost of Jiao Mu Jiao!"
"Whether it's death or not, it doesn't matter. Let the old immortal and the evil spirit come and kill me!"
"As long as I'm still alive, I will fight them to the end!"
Lao Wen's face was covered in blood, his brothers' blood and his own blood. The hot blood was still warm, burning his head.
He picked up his cinnabar-covered knife, snatched the knife from Monkey's hand, and went forward with both hands holding two knives, taking large steps. He cut through the iron lock on the door and kicked open the cabin door of the cockpit.
Then they looked at each other in shock as Zheng He came out of the room wearing clean clothes and closed the door behind him.
Zheng He looked at Lao Wen's imposing and majestic appearance and raised an eyebrow slightly, "Now is the time?"
She pointed at the pile of charred bodies in the cockpit, "Too late. I've taken care of this side. It smells strange, find someone to clean this place up."
She arbitrarily assigned tasks to Lao Wen, "Put down the knife. Everyone is dead, what are you holding a knife for? Are you planning to kill someone?"
She still thought that Lao Wen was there to deal with the bodies of the golden carp.
It's strange to think, this world has carp in the sea as well?
Are they this big?
"Have you ever seen these before?"
Zheng He was curious.
What did you see?
Cutting open the intestines and then burning people to death alive!
Lao Wen's eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to fight the evil spirit that kills not only physically but also emotionally when Monkey stepped forward, tightly holding Lao Wen's hand and forcing out a meek smile, "No... never seen them..."
"Big sister is powerful..."
