Chapter 363 Fallacy

It seemed that the candle in the room was suddenly blown out, and the surroundings suddenly darkened, and I couldn't see my fingers. This darkness probably lasted for a bag of cigarettes, as if Pan Jinlian slowly opened her eyes from the water, and then rubbed it a few times, and the things around her became clearer little by little.

The stars for half a day are extremely bright, while the stars for half a day are sparse, because the moon is big and round hanging there. The light of the stars and moon shines brightly on the things on the deck. Pan Jinlian saw that the hairy egg had stood on the boat to help the money and looked around. Needless to say, he must have been looking for a bonfire on the horizon, which would guide them into the harbor of Facebook Island.

Pan Jinlan didn't say a word, and she was also looking for it, but no matter how she rubbed her eyes, she couldn't see the bonfire that should have appeared at the junction of the sea and sky, and even the stars that could cause misunderstandings near the sea level. This phenomenon and fact made Pan Jinlian despaired.

She understands that if she can't enter the port tonight, when the sun rises, the thick fog should rise again. The dark sea and the bright fog will alternately torture those who have lost their way until they tortured all their will to live.

Pan Jinlian suddenly thought that since the fog can make people feel hungry and thirsty, I'm afraid that when those people die of hunger and thirst, they will not have any pain, but their bodies are constantly weakening, and they can no longer stand up after falling down once.

The time to arrive at the destination cannot be calculated, and even the date of death cannot be determined, which is the real horror of this thick fog.

The rapid footsteps came, and Huang Hu was afraid of coming up from the bottom cabin. His forehead was covered with sweat, which surprised Pan Jinlian. Huang Hu was also a big man, and the big man would be so embarrassed.

When he came up, his right eye fell out of his eye, but he didn't pick it up. Pan Jinlian knew at this time that Huanghu's right eye was indeed disabled, but sometimes he would cover it with something, and it seemed that the appearance of the one-eyed dragon was closer to his own form. However, for a person who can change at will, I'm afraid he has forgotten what it originally looked like. For him, the bronze mirror is not a tool that can understand himself at all. What he can see is just vivid masks.

Huang Hu did not talk to Pan Jinlian. Like a hairy egg, he stood around the boat gang, pacing back and forth, and his eyes kept wandering back and forth between the sea and sky. The deck fell silent again, which probably lasted for a long time.

The first person to give up was Huang Hu. When he was at the table, he was already a little trembling all over. After the yellow tiger trembled for a while, the hairy egg also sat down. Mao Dan didn't tremble at all, but his face was full of disappointment and indifference.

"Can't you find it?" This is the only thing Pan Jinlian can ask.

"No." Mao Dan shook his head: "After so long after dark, we haven't found the bonfire. Basically, we will never find it. We are lost at sea."

"It's impossible. How can I make a mistake when I calibrate the course so finely?" Huang Hu's voice was like an injured and captured beast, full of humiliating and angry roars.

"You know better than me that dead souls can deceive people. What's more, in the morning, you just killed a few with your own hands. Maybe they also joined the thick fog and just retaliated against us in their way. Mao Dan sneered, and he was mocking Huang Hu, as if it had nothing to do with Mao Dan himself.

"What should I do now?" Huang Hu did not care about the tone of the hairy egg, but asked directly.

Maodan will definitely have a way. Pan Jinlian believes that this man will never put himself in an irreparable Jedi.

"I don't know that most of the bachelors are dry ducks and have never seen the sea. For us, water is a sacred product that can wet our lips and warm our hearts and lungs. There is not much water in the desert, but the water that forms a vast ocean is only heard in class. Although I have more knowledge about the (harmonious and horizontal) sea than you, it is not enough to change the rules. Mao Dan said nothing hidden. His resolute tone cut off Pan Jinlian's final fantasy.

"But...but you can't wait to die!" Huang Hu roared: "There are many people I killed here. If it falls into the hands of these unjust souls, I..."

"You can change your face and dress up as they don't know." Pan Jinlian can't explain why she is still interested in joking on such an occasion.

"It's useless. Faceless people have a little disability. These disabilities can only be camouflaged through some props similar to variant clothes. No faceless person is perfect. Qianmian said that only the incomplete camouflage can make people alert and not be defeated. I don't have a right eye." Huang Hu pointed to the empty bird's nest and said depressingly, "Those ghosts can remember my disability. I'm afraid that after my death, not only those I have killed, but also those killed by other people who lost their right eye will be counted on me." Huang Hu shook his head violently as he spoke. No, we can't wait here to die. We turn around and go back. Maybe we can find it.

Huang Hu stood up trembling to find a place where he could take the helm on the deck, where there was usually a boatman with a little beard at the helm. Pan Jinlian couldn't wait to see the boatman last time, but now she can be sure that the moustache has been buried in (harmonious and horizontal). ) The sea, and the yellow tiger is standing in the place where the moustache usually stands, trembling with another grievance about the cruel fate.

"It's useless." Mao Dan shook his head. His voice was not loud, but on the silent sea, it was clear like thunder and lightning. The surroundings of the bonfire will be covered by things. Only in the west of the bonfire can we see it. We have been heading east. Now we will go. Even if we pass by Facebook Island again, we can't see the bonfire. Huang Hu, accept your fate and think about something more practical.

"I can't accept my fate. I still have a lot of things to do, and many people want to kill." Huang Hu's voice was hoarse, just like a madman chased by Pan Jinlian and other children when she was young.

"Then do whatever you want." The hairy egg's fingers poked the table heavily and then sighed.

Mao Dan, from beginning to end, did not show the fear that life was about to disappear.