The crew shivered in her unprovoked stern expression, and it was Old Wen who stepped forward in the critical moment, enduring the pressure.
He broke out into a laugh, gasping for breath, standing up with great dignity and loudly declaring, "Too much!"
"Don't you think we're afraid of you!"
"It's just drinking soup! What's there to be afraid of! Let's go, drink soup!"
He, with a surge of momentum and gritted teeth, turned his back.
Zheng He held the bowl of fish soup, took a step forward, leaned in close to his ear, and softly said, "Oh, really?"
"Really not afraid?"
"Did you ever think I'd come back when you killed me?"
A faint breeze swept by the ears, and Lao Wen's body grew weak. Before he could fall to the ground, Zheng He caught his waist to support him.
"Big sister... "
Lao Wen's whole body shivered, and the quivering voice was forced out of his throat, "I... "
Zheng He chuckled lightly, but her voice carried a chilling frost, "Aren't you supposed to not be afraid? What are you running from?"
She turned to lift a sunny smile, patted Lao Wen's shoulder, and said, "Alright, it was just a joke. Let's go drink the soup. The sea breeze is chilly, be sure to add more clothes."
She turned and left. Lao Wen looked at the pieces of the fixed Elo Disk on the ground, twitched the corner of his eye, and quickly took off his short sleeve shirt in front of everyone's concerned gaze. He flipped over the inside of his clothing, shaking out a pile of ashes from within his clothes.
The monkey licking its lips, "This..."
Lao Wen's face was unpleasant, "idiot! All the people of Xian Men Liao are idiots!"
The inside of his clothing was covered with hundreds of yellow papers coated in vermilion, talismans drawn by immortals.
These talismans have various functions, some of which can attract lightning to dispel disasters, some of which can ignite fire to drive out evil spirits, and some of which can make ghosts disappear like smoke.
The evil spirit just now, where her hand fell, there were three or four talismans behind the thin cloth.
But now, all the high-priced talismans from the Immortal Gate Studio have silently burned up, turning into a pile of ashes.
Not to mention when she directly threw the talismans she used to ambush the evil spirit in the cockpit, she chewed them up with her mouth!
The attitude is so arrogant and the behavior is so reckless that it has never been heard of!
The crew recognized these as talisman ashes, and everyone's faces turned as pale as death.
The powers of the immortals cannot save them now.
"What kind of thing is she actually!"
Lao Wen took a deep breath, his spine chilling. The spot where he had been touched by the evil spirit suddenly felt cold, as if countless icy hands were wandering behind him, teasingly playing with his internal organs.
"Let's go, drink the soup!"
Everyone followed Lao Wen into the kitchen with a will to die, each of them serving themselves a bowl of steaming fish soup.
Thinking of the evil spirit's skillful methods and the possibility that she might still be able to see them, a younger sailor turned his back to the door, tears falling from his eyes into the fish soup. He hiccuped once, his voice cracking with sobs, "Tell my mother I'm not a coward!"
After saying that, he picked up the fish soup and started to drink it.
The hot broth went down his throat, and his whole face twisted in agony, turning his face red and distorted. He clutched his throat and convulsed on the table.
The soup indeed has a problem.
The others rushed over, surrounding the young sailor, who was being tenderly hugged by Zheng He who turned his back to the door. They all said, "Brother, if you can survive and return alive, I will definitely tell your mother that you are not a coward!"
"We will take good care of your fiancée who hasn't been married yet!"
The young sailor tightly grabbed the arm of the person next to him, his eyes bulging almost out of his sockets, and his neck and head reddening as if they were cooked.
His throat rasped and clicked, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a word, only issuing painful moans.
Everyone watched him with tears welling up in their eyes.
The evil spirit adds another innocent soul to her tally of deaths.
"Brother, goodbye!"
We bear witness together that you are not a coward!
"Toxic poisoning isn't like this, is it?"
The monkey suspiciously picked up the empty bowl, removing the fish bones from the bottom, "Was he choked by a fish bone?"
The crowd shed tears, realizing everything at once.
In a hurry, they poured most of a bottle of vinegar down the young sailor's throat who had already turned slightly purple, and let him swallow a large piece of wet bread, allowing him to recover.
Cough, cough, cough——
The crowd looked at the pale pink fish bone on the table and fell into silence.
"I feel like this thing is truly a fish bone?"
"The evil spirit has moved on."
Everyone let out a sigh of relief.
"It must be a witchcraft! That's what it is!"
"Nobody has such a bone in their body, right?"
"I judge based on my years of sailing experience that it is a fish bone."
"So... is this really fish soup?"
"Impossible, absolutely not possible!"
"It must be a trick of the evil spirit and cannot be trusted!"
"I just had a sip, it's quite tasty..."
"You're so hungry! You even drink soup cooked by the evil spirit!"
"Why would the evil spirit put a bowl of stones in the bowl? What is she eating, fish or stones?"
"She could be eating anything, nothing surprises her! You don't know, just now she even complained that the fire was too hot when she was burning people!"
"Whoa!"
"Shh——!"
[Detachment Value +1]
[Current Detachment Value: 84%]
Zheng He was a bit dazed.
Why is that?
Why? They don't drink fish soup +1, whether they drink it or not, it will still be +1. No matter what, it will always be +1.
"The people on this ship are all sick, so don't go out, just stay hidden and know that, right?"
Zheng He sighed, "On this ship, I might only be able to rely on you. The others are all weird, and I can't communicate with them at all."
Zheng Dunzhu was eating by himself on the side, while Zheng He had already eaten enough in the kitchen. She asked Zheng Dunzhu to turn around and face the ship wall to eat.
"I will drag these three bodies from under the bed out first to deal with them."
She doesn't have any windows in the inner cabin, otherwise she could throw the bodies straight out the window.
"The humidity at sea is high, and the temperature isn't too low either. If not handled, these bodies will stink quickly."
Zheng Dunwu wouldn't do that. She sat on the chair, turning the chair's front towards Zheng He, "Do you think I'm afraid?"
Zheng He was helpless, "Alright, you're the bravest, at night if you don't want to sleep well, just look. If you're afraid, you can't cry!"
The slender fingers grabbed a popcorn, threw it at Zheng He, and said, "Shut up!"
The popcorn hit her and hurt, causing Zheng He to frown. She caught the popcorn and bit into it, only to find blood in her mouth.
"Agh, how can this popcorn be so hard..."
Zheng He gritted her teeth and spat out the popcorn, suspecting that her teeth were loose.
Zheng Dunwu giggled, grabbed two popcorn kernels, and popped them into her mouth. Amidst the crisp chewing sounds, the popcorn burst open with a sweet scent, "Your luck wasn't good."
Maybe it was because the popcorn in her mouth didn't burst properly.
Zheng He kicked the assassination popcorn to the side, rolled up her sleeves, and bent down to grasp the bloody hand palm.
Maybe it's because the caramel taste of the popcorn is too domineering. During the process of dragging out the three bodies, Zheng He didn't smell any unpleasant odors.
Or maybe because the bodies are not yet in the state of rotting?
"Why are there only two heads among the three bodies?"
Zheng He searched the entire house, but couldn't find the third head anywhere.
"Perhaps it was discarded by the original owner?"
"What kind of nonsense, to only discard one head?"
"Alright, let's just get rid of them first."
Looking at these three corpses, Zheng He couldn't see any 'disease' on them, but the original owner's diary shouldn't have come out of nowhere either.
And what exactly happened last night?
What was taken away from her heart by whom?
It feels like everyone on this ship is no good.
Zheng He shouldered two of the corpses and threw them into the sea, then went back to pick up the last one without a head, her other hand wrapped around her hair, holding two heads, and kicked open the door to the cabin.
She ran into the old man and the monkey right in front of the door to the cockpit.
The three of them stared at each other.
