God of Fishing
Chapter 382: The Ghost Horn
5,000 miles away.
Han laid on the deck of the Feng Shenzhou facing heaven and earth, throwing a healing glow at himself. Then, a bottle of Dan medicine in your hand is like a sweet bean, throwing one in your mouth from time to time.
This is a cure for injuries found from Sun Mu's Tunhai Bailey. It works well, it's green and floral, just like rainbow sugar.
During this time, occasional fishing boats never pass far, but none stop.
There is no way, some people don't know Han Fei is here, but they can't dare to go forward just looking at the shape of the Kaijin Boat. In the eyes of others, the boat is so beautiful that it doesn't look like a boat. It's definitely not something ordinary people can own. Who knows who's resting here?
It took about three hours for the cracks in Han Fei's body to disappear and the bones in her body to be reconnected.
At this point, Han Fei really reached the peak of his power.
“The upper limit of 5001 spiritual energy. So my physical limit has risen again! Looks like we're going to have to stay in the middle fisherman's realm for a while...”
“Five levels of inferior spiritual veins, can this be proud of God? ”
Han Fei doesn't know, I'm afraid. Tang Gong began as the Seventh Spirit Vein and was taken to Thousand Stars City. This time, it should be great! However, since there are a lot of people from Thousand Stars, I wonder if Tang Gong will come?
Han Fei wondered whether to continue to upgrade the spiritual vein after the injury, or whether to stabilize the boundary first.
Just as Korea and Africa were lazily blowing the sea breeze, huge suns had fallen in the sky. Yu Hui late photograph, Xia Hong Wanli, pictured on the sea surface, even spectacular.
“Boom...”
After taking the last wounded Dan medicine, Han should not sit up from the deck to see if the demon pot can blend into the third Deed Spirit Beast.
All of a sudden, nothing but a strange and gloomy laugh came from the heavens and the earth.
“Pfft...”
“Pfft...”
Han did not stand up unequivocally and looked around. He felt that the sound was not far from him.
“Evil laughter? Evil Shield, Ghost Ship? ”
Han Fei took a deep breath and immediately manipulated the Feng Shenzhou, searching for the direction of the sound and rushing away. He has too many tuna shells on him, and to date he has accumulated as many as 86. Everything in it was worth something, and he pulled it out. More, of course, is something you can't see.
But Han Fei can't see it, doesn't mean no one else can. For example, Han Fei can't see any weapon under the psychic apparatus right now, and thinks those things are a burden. A suicide bombing in a third-degree fishery won't hurt anyone. What's the use?
Besides, all these seashells are sold, which is also a tremendous asset. Just swallowing seashells is already valuable! Of course, at the price of a tertiary fishery, it may not be that high, but it's not cheap.
Fengshenzhou went wild all the way, but just a thousand miles away, Han Fei saw a huge black boat.
It is almost the same size and height as a dragon boat. Looking up, Han Fei felt that his Feng Shenzhou was just an ant, and he couldn't even look at the magnificence.
However, this big black ship is not really black, its main tone is broken and very broken.
Korea and Africa have seen a wide variety of shellfish, spirits, vine pots, seagrass, turquoise… even a number of squid, octopus and crabs are falling from the hull of the ship into the sea.
Han Fei also saw that the hull was full of pit holes, some places were simply repaired, some places were simply lazy to make up, and there was a feeling of a broken jar.
But like dragon boats, ghost boats also carve one form after the other. However, when Han Fei carefully studied the past, the structure of the formation was completely different from that of a dragon boat. The dragon boat's hull is filled with suction arrays.
But... the ghost ship is engraved like a fucking kill squad.
Han Fei couldn't help but say: The hull of this ghost ship is full of holes, how can this thing float on the surface? That's it. Can you dive in for a submarine?
Besides, with all this killing, what kind of war is this going to be?
When the Korean unmanipulated Feng Shenzhou flew, he saw the full spectral ship more intuitively. Unlike a dragon boat, there's no one on the outside deck.
Wooden floors are broken in many places, and some black clothes are everywhere. Or throw it on the ground and hang it on the outside walls of the boat.
On the outer wall of the cabin, there are countless white masks, only two holes in the eye area, and nothing else is exposed. That means you don't want to eat on a ghost ship. Because you can't even open your mouth. How can you eat it?
And the other thing that's different from a dragon boat is that there's no window, just a door. Every few kilometres, there is a door that appears to be accessible inside the cabin.
Ghost ships are not as tall as dragon ships, and decks are only three floors up. At the top, there are some flags like sails.
Han Fei speculated: This boat is not usually sailing on the sea, and the flag is definitely not a wind sail. If it's in the ocean, it's probably related to the current.
“Damn... standard Ghost Ship, standard Pirate Ghost Ship. ”
Han Fei was shocked. I wonder if he was wearing a pirate hat. Monsters with one-eyed eyes, hooks, octopus feet?
Anyway, the captain of the Ghost ship, he always likes you so much!
Han Fei didn't stop much because he saw that black dots had appeared in the sky in the distance and seemed to be the other people who were going to board the ghost ship.
Close to the ghost boat, Han Fei stashed the fishing boat and jumped to the deck. As a result, the foot slipped slightly and a church fisherman almost slipped.
Again, what the fuck is this called? The floor is full of screws. Han Fei also saw a crab crossing not far away, and octopus touched into a broken wooden floor.
“What the fuck? ”
Han Fei picked up a black robe and was surprised to get started: the material of this dress is actually some kind of Xuansha, it's quite heavy. As his hands moved slightly, the water on his clothes was suddenly separated. The clothes were dry as if they had just been sun-dried and were straightened out by Han Fei.
He removed a faceless mask from the outer wall of the cabin and stuck it on his face. Han Fei couldn't help but want to throw up: this design is too crappy! At least keep your mouth shut! If you don't leave a big hole, can't you?
When Han Fei picked it up, he kicked open a jumping little fish under his foot and walked towards the broken door like a couple of boards.
However, when Han Fei stood at the door, he had to be stunned: although the door seemed to break from the outside, there seemed to be another layer inside, with no so-called gap.
Just as Han Fei tried to push the door in, he found that there was no fucking door handle. How do you get in?
Han Fei tried to push the door and used a kilogram of force. The wooden door still hadn't shaken in half. Instead, push the door panel “creaking” like it's going to break at any moment.
“Boom, boom, boom! Hello?”
“Creaking...”
As Han Fei knocked on the door, he saw the door open from the inside. Welcoming Han Fei, is also a faceless man.
Han Fei stepped into the door, and then, under the mask of the unmasked man, a low male voice came out: “How many days? ”
Han Fei thought about it, he wouldn't stay here for long, and he almost sold everything out. Then, see if you have what you need and you can leave...
So he said, "One day. ”
“1000 medium pearls, or equivalent. ”
Han Fei casually dropped 1,000 medium pearls in a box behind this person. The latter took out a shimmering stone deck with a number of 18198 engraved on it, and it was not known whether it was given according to the number of people on this ghost ship.
The faceless man lowered his voice: “If you don't want to go, you can pay at any door one hour in advance, or you will be forcibly expelled. ”
Han Fei nodded slightly: “Can anyone guide? ”
The faceless man did not speak, but opened the other door behind him, as if he were saying, "Go in and see for yourself."
Inside the ghost ship, it looks extra quiet compared to the noise on the dragon boat. Although Han Fei also heard people talking, it was like a conversation between ordinary people, and it was not much, and there was no deal involved.
Han Fei crossed behind the door and couldn't help but say a few words: There are people here, just three or two, it doesn't look like much. About every few dozen or hundred meters, there are people standing or sitting, or setting up stalls, or talking.
Han Fei can't even see the so-called shop here, but the center of the ship seems to be hollow. Han Fei can also hear the noise of the waves, as if the middle part of the hull directly connects to the sea.
And on top of his head, although there are three layers above him, from time to time, there are drops of water dripping from his head.
In a word, humidity, darkness, and gloom are the descriptions of ghost ships.
When Han Fei entered the door, some people within 100 meters of the neighborhood watched. Only five or six meters from Han Fei's nearest man, he is looking at him with his hands around his chest, leaning against the plank of the cabin.
“Hey, is this your first time? ”
Han Fei glanced at him: “How do you know? ”