Chapter 23 Ghost Drift
Qin Zhong was in a terrible mood on this broken ship. He never thought that such a thing would happen. In the face of such a predicament, he had no choice but to sigh and sigh, "Captain, think of another way. Use our time on the ship to find the possibility of survival as much as possible."
" boss, you are really strange. Who knew that there would be such a danger to come out with you. If I had known, I wouldn't have come out with you. You see, there is not even a body collector here." The captain complained painfully. Although he was the old captain, he had seen any kind of wind and waves, but he had never seen strange waves on the ghost ship.
Qin Zhong shook his head with a smile and said, "If we had known earlier, none of us would have come here. This is really not a ghost, and a ghost."
"Wow, Qin Zhong, come and have a look. It's really rare to see such a big wave here." Chen Mu said, as if he was extremely excited.
Isn't it funny that several sailors have killed him at this moment? They don't even have anything to eat and enjoy the beautiful scenery here?
The captain calmed down for a long time, then squatted down and smoked a cigarette, and smoked a whole cigarette in two or three mouths: "Damn it, start the ship and go!" He seemed to be open-minded. He took the sailors under his hands and rushed straight to the cockpit. After finishing the division of labor, he hung his cigarette alone and came to the iron gate just now: "We must launch this ship today. If we can't start it, we will definitely die. If we start it, we will still have life."
Just as the captain stood in front of the iron gate to cheer himself up, Qin Zhong suddenly found that there was a roaring sound from the bottom of the ship under his feet. The sound seemed to be very weak, but the ship was indeed moving, and it was super fast. With the wind, it was farther away from their cruise ship. What was more strange, Their cruise ship did not move in such a strong wind. Is this wind specially blown for this ship?
"Dafu, come on, go under the boat and look around to see if something strange has happened to this ship." Qin Zhong arranged, and Guo Dafu ran out. Qin Zhong grabbed Chen Mu and turned his head to the cabin under the deck. At this time, the captain also threw away the cigarette butt and went down the pipeline warehouse with tools.
After Qin Zhong and Chen Mu approached the cabin, they actually found that there were bright lights in the cabin. Even the hall that opened the door in the innermost was quite brilliant lights. The sound of symphony made Qin Zhong's back sweat coldly.
"What's going on? What on earth is this old lady doing?" He grabbed Chen Mu's wrist and said, "Be careful, this is absolutely different from when we just came in."
"If it's different, it's different. It's enough for you to see it. Anyway, we won't die immediately." Chen Mu's words surprised Qin Zhong a lot.
He turned his head to look at Chen Mu and saw that Chen Mu's beautiful face seemed to have a kind of excitement. The tall peaks leaned against Qin Zhong: "What are you looking at? I haven't seen it. It's the first time I've had such an interesting trip, especially on the sea. It's been the first time in so long."
"Muer, what are you talking about?" Qin Zhong felt more and more wrong. He gently touched his hand on Chen Mu's forehead: "There is no fever. Why are you confused? I don't know that we are in danger now. If we can't find a way to survive within a few hours, we will die. Even if we are not swallowed up by the waves, we will starve to death here.
"No!" Chen Mu shook his hand quickly: "How come? There is a lot of food on this ship. The shelf life of those military cans can be said to be permanent. As long as they are not opened, they can be eaten. It is much better than the pesticides we usually eat."
As soon as Qin Zhong heard this, he immediately let go of his hand and looked at Chen Mu a little farther away from Chen Mu. He seemed to have an idea in his heart. Chen Mu seemed to be possessed by it. Is he possessed by the old man, but his expression was not good, but every word he said was not Chen Mu's own personality? Is it? Question mark
Qin Zhong began to be careful and asked softly, "Do you know where those cans are?"
"Of course I know, I'm most familiar with this ship." Speaking of this, Chen Mu seemed to have something to hide and said, "Hey, that's what I just saw below. I remember that the little devil's cans have a long shelf life, even if they are dug out from the ground 180 years later, they can still be eaten."
Qin Zhong's heart shrank, and he began to be more and more careful. No, absolutely wrong. Chen Mu has a problem, and there is also a problem with this ship. He feels that he should get on the ship at this moment and meet with the crew to discuss countermeasures. If Chen Mu's words alone are misled again, I'm afraid he I want to say goodbye to the world.
"Well, let's do this. I know that there is food below. Such a good thing should tell the captain that it is not easy for them to launch the ship desperately. Go up and see if they have finished starting the ship. If they have nothing to do, let's invite them down together. Isn't it a good thing to eat?"
"Okay, good, it's lively to eat with more people." Chen Mu seemed to be a little girl and hurriedly patted her hands.
At this moment, Qin Zhong has concluded that Chen Mu is absolutely possessed. It seems that this old man's curse is really something. Who is this old man's identity and why did she make so many gimmicks? It seems that every dead person has nothing to do with others except for his appearance with the people in the photo. What's more interesting is that they are all men. Has the old lady ever been a comfort woman or something to come back for revenge?
These are Qin Zhong's conjectures. He wants to find the root of the disease and know how to get out of this crisis, which is the most critical.
Qin Zhong took Chen Mu's little hand again and could not feel Chen Mu's current state from the temperature, but he tentatively touched his pulse. Chen Mu's pulse jumped rapidly and looked very chaotic, which made his idea even more certain.
This broken ship with green moss turned the cruise ship into a small spot and air under the impetus of the wind, that is to say, in a short period of time, they have been far away from the place where they began to park the ship and the sea that seems to be promising.
Here, they don't know where they are and how to choose the next route.
Qin Zhong arrived at the big iron gate, bent down and opened the iron gate: "Captain, is the power of this ship okay?"
"Yes!" A long sound came from the pipe cabin. After a while, the captain stared straight at Qin Zhong and stiffly came up from the stairs of the pipe cabin step by step and staggered towards the cockpit.
"Broken!" Qin Zhong suddenly felt wrong, and the captain was also possessed. Is this ship really a ghost ship and a ghost ship with extreme resentment?
He followed the captain and rushed to the cabin, but strangely, no matter how he ran, he could never catch up with the slow-walking captain, but when the captain entered the cockpit, several crew members were talking to him. In the process of talking about things, they saw the captain swung the wrench in his hand and smashed the crew.
Blood overflowed in the cockpit, and the brain plasma splashed high and stuck to the glass of the cockpit.
"Captain, what are you doing?" Qin Zhong was anxious and was about to run. He only felt that his hand seemed to be clamped by tiger pliers. He couldn't pull it. Isn't it Chen Mu's hand? How could it be so powerful? Even if Chen Mu was alone, he could easily pull it.
He suddenly turned around and suddenly found Chen Mu smiling: "Qin Zhong, don't go, captain, let him make trouble with his own affairs."
"Get out of here!" Qin Zhong finally broke out. He raised his foot and kicked Chen Mu's jaw, which made Chen Mu spit yellow water and fell on the deck.
Looking at a long wooden stick that Guo Dafu got from nowhere, he quickly rushed to the cockpit, grabbed the captain, and swayed the stick. On the spot, he saw the captain's shoulder against the heavy stick.