Chapter 361 Where does it go

"Yes, carefulness and luck." As Mao Dan spoke, he took Pan Jinlian's hand and walked to the wooden stool and wooden table that were almost fixed on the deck. He seemed to be afraid that Pan Jinlian would fall into the sea at any time. He held Pan Jinlian's hand tightly all the way until he sat down and stopped.

"I don't quite understand. Can you tell me?" Pan Jinlian asked. There is heavy fog around here. If luck is understandable, what's the use of being careful?

"This fog is a kind of protection set by thousands of faces for Facebook Island. If you want to enter Facebook Island, you can only wait until night falls, when the fog will subside. At the highest point of Facebook Island harbor, a bonfire will be lit to guide ships into the port. But the bonfire is not very bright, and when it is lit, it can only be seen from the west, and the other three directions will be blocked. That is to say, when the fog dissipates, we must appear in the west of Facebook Island, and this distance is not too far. Now it is in the middle of the moon, and the bonfire will not be so obvious in the moonlight, which is easy to be misunderstood as a star slightly higher than the sea level. Therefore, although I know that my current location is still to the west of Facebook Island, I can't stop and must continue sailing. The rudder is very poor. No one can guarantee whether we have wiped the side of Facebook Island when the fog dissipated. In that case, even if we observe the whole night on the deck, we will not find the bonfire that has been thrown behind. Mao Dan explained.

"If I understand correctly, is this luck?" Pan Jinlian tried.

"No, I'm talking about the difficulty of entering Hong Kong. Now I want to talk about carefulness. Naturally, Qianmen will not set the rules that do not allow ships to enter the port, so he left a clue to guide the route. The seabed in this area is not very deep, about 15 feet, which is also because the part of Facebook Island exposed to the sea is just a little bit of it, and more of it is across the sea. Thousands of faces have set up seven-foot-long pillars on the seabed. When the sea current passes through these pillars, it will make a slightly different sound. The direction of the pillars is the direction to Facebook Island. Mao Dan kept poking his fingers at the table when he spoke. Pan Jinlian understood that he was actually pointing directly below.

"The yellow tiger is now..." Pan Jinlian thought that she didn't see the yellow tiger on the deck just now. According to Mao Dan, the yellow tiger was using his ear to lead the ship.

"You guessed right. Huang Hu is now in the bottom cabin of the ship, sticking his ear to the closest place to the ship's keel and using this method to sense the direction. At the same time, he is also doing the work of manipulating the rudder." Every time Mao Dan said something, he pointed to the wooden table. The wooden table explained very much. When he clicked it like this, there would only be some muffled sound, which made Pan Jinlian feel some pain.

"What about the crew?" Pan Jinlian suddenly realized that she did not seem to see a boatman since she walked out of the cabin. Although they were usually in the corner of the deck, Pan Jinlian found that there would be at least one boatman on the deck at any time in the past few days.

"Yellow Tiger Killed Them." Maodan's voice was very cold, as if he was not talking about human life, but something smaller than pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep.

"Why?" Pan Jinlian exclaimed. Not long ago, the crew also brought her food. Mao Dan said that the yellow tiger killed them, that is to say, he had just done it.

"Facebook Island itself, its existence and the way to finally arrive, are top secret, which must not be known to others, not to mention that these will sail back and forth on the sea, and there has never been an uncontrolled crew. In addition, you should also know that there is not much food on the ship. Killing some extra people can also save consumption. Once we miss Facebook Island, we can still live one more day, and time can bring hope to live. The voice of the hairy egg is still cold.

"But those people are innocent, and they still have family members." Pan Jinlian felt that the most vulnerable part of her heart had been touched.

"Before going to sea, Huang Hu gave their family a lot of money and told them that the voyage was dangerous, but their families did not stop it. In fact, the ship itself is a dangerous thing, and sailors rarely get a good end. This is what everyone in this industry knows. It can even be said that each of them is waiting for a day when they can be free. The nails of the hairy egg's right thumb and index finger are flicking each other, and it seems that Pan Jinlian's problem makes him feel extremely bored.

In fact, when Wuda went out to sell pancakes, Pan Jinlian often secretly made a wish. She hoped that the short man could be killed in the street and never come back. Unfortunately, this kind of prayer has never become a reality. She doesn't know whether the wives of these boatmans have had the same prayer in their hearts as they were about to set sail. If so, the prayer will be fulfilled.

"Will there be retribution for killing innocent people?" Pan Jinlian was a little scared. She had killed many innocent people. The gangs in the gang room of the half-day castle were all. She took advantage of their instinct to survive and sent them to a dead end. If killing innocent people will be punished, Pan Jinlian can almost see her own tragic ending.

"Most of the time, but sometimes there will be a little trouble. This is also what I'm about to say about luck. You should also see that this fog is very abnormal, but have you ever thought about how they came from? Mao Dan asked.

"I don't understand this mystery. If I guess, it's also a reckless guess, and finally it comes down to ghosts and gods." Pan Jinlian told the truth, and she also knew that this was exactly the theory that Mao Dan liked.

"Good to say, Pan Jinlian, your growth is more and more shocking to me." Maodan praised and then continued: "In fact, this thick fog is composed of human souls and resentment. Around Facebook Island, that is, the part it extends to the bottom of the sea, is covered with the dead like the boatmen on this ship. In the past thousand years, countless people have sunk here in a similar way. , this sea cursed by the meteorite ring will not release people's souls, but trap them here, making them into the strongest fog, forming the soul of fog, all from such killing. There is no natural death among them, so they are full of resentment. These grievances It often turns into a shocking roar and floats in the air. In the past thousand years, some souls who died unjustly gradually had a simple consciousness. They began to know that the faceless people who killed them were looking for the way home through the sound of the current hitting the columns on the bottom of the sea. They are all souls and it is impossible to destroy the pillars that have been set up, but they can make a sound. Sound, at the bottom of the sea, imitated the sound of the current hitting the pillar, took the faceless away from the right route, and finally got lost in the ocean and died of hunger and thirst for a long torture. This kind of death is much longer and more painful than most of the death methods in the wronged souls. Therefore, the souls of the faceless people after death came to this thick fog in a more vicious manner. They prefer this wrong induction to let more former compatriots die, let them accompany themselves, and in this way, Revenge on the thousands of faces of such rules. Mao Dan smiled and said, "Do you understand now?"

"You mean, it depends on whether Huang Hu will encounter the misguided soul. If he doesn't meet it or sees through it, he is good luck, and vice versa?" Pan Jinlian asked.

"Wrong, once you encounter it, you can't see through it, so this is pure luck without any other factors. Frankly speaking, luck itself is also a very important aspect of a person's life. No one can live against luck, just like me, although I made great achievements in my last life, I have never been able to save my beloved woman. Mao Dan sighed: "After all, there are some things that people can't change. In fact, this is the joy of living."

Pan Jinlian doesn't know what to say. In the past, she heard from the monks in the temple that she would have good luck by doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, but there is no doubt that the three people sitting on the boat are blood-stained on their hands. From the usual point of view, all three of them should be retribution immediately, and this kind of retribution is the mistake of the wronged soul. Guide.

But obviously, Maodan and Huanghu don't think so. They probably think that luck is just pure luck and has nothing to do with anything, as if they have abandoned a copper plate and landed on the front or back. It is completely doomed by heaven. This has nothing to do with the person who throws the copper plate or is rich. On the contrary, if a person has ten copper plates, and he wants to land directly after the ten copper plates are thrown up, he will bear much more risks than the person who only has one copper plate.

Ghosts and gods are afraid of evil people. Maybe the more people kill, the stronger the blood stains on their hands, the more fishy they are. The more vicious the curse of the dead, the better the luck will be. Pan Jinlian suddenly thought of this. I'm afraid this is also the reason why Mao Dan and Huang Hu are so confident.

While speaking, the wind direction on the sea changed and the sail was swollen. Although there was no reference around, Pan Jinlian still felt that the speed of the ship had accelerated. Will there be another possibility if it goes on like this? Before night, the ship crashed into Facebook Island. This may definitely exist, but the hairy egg has just avoided it. Maybe there are other reasons.