I'm really the captain of the flying Henan people.

Chapter 22
As soon as the eyes are closed and opened, the day passes.

Before nightfall, Chen Chang'an silently threw his love letter written in blood to Nangong Cuihua into the fire, turning it into ashes.

No second person is allowed to know this kind of dark history!

Chen Changan silently glanced at Cheng Zi, and said meaningfully:
"It's a good thing you can't read."

"Chirp~"

Cheng Zi called out in doubt.

"It's okay, I praise you."

Chen Changan coughed twice, then changed the subject:

"By the way, after I fall asleep, go and play by yourself. If you can find other islands, there will be squids to eat."

Cheng Zi nodded and dived into the bottom of the sea.

After enjoying the feast of seafood, Chen Changan hugged the chubby Mazu statue and prepared to go to sleep.

If you don't hold it, you won't sleep well.

Others would fall asleep as soon as they touched the pillow, but Chen Chang'an's eyelids would start fighting as soon as he touched the statue of Mazu.

The night is getting darker, and everything is silent.

The sea breeze blew past the nameless island, and the wind whistled; the awning boat swayed gently with the waves, making a creaking movement; insects seemed to be crawling and rustling on the beach.

Everything was silent, and these subtle sounds that were not noticed on weekdays became more and more clear.

"Squeak~"

While half asleep and half awake, Chen Changan vaguely heard the sound of insects chirping on the beach, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't care less and fell asleep.

gradually.

The bugs on the beach were silent, as if they sensed some kind of fear from the depths of their souls, they held their breath, preferring to suffocate to death, and dared not scream loudly, fearing to frighten the heavenly beings.

someone is coming.

It was a faint figure with wet body, and the toes of the light embroidered shoes were pointing to the ground.

While breathing, she floated faintly from the distant sea.

She landed on the black-covered boat and whispered in Chen Changan's ear:

"Sleep~sleep~sleep~"

Chen Changan sensed the air blowing around his ears, as if something was hovering around him, and the temperature around his body also dropped by more than ten degrees inexplicably, as if a large, insignificant block of ice was pressing on his body.

He noticed that something was wrong with the surrounding environment, and the insects that accompanied him to sleep disappeared.

But Chen Changan couldn't wake up, the female voice beside his ears was too gentle, like a lullaby his mother sang before going to bed, which made him lose all sense of resistance.

Chen Changan gradually had difficulty breathing, his whole body was extremely cold, his survival instinct burst out suddenly, and he woke up suddenly.

He just wanted to open his eyelids, but found that his body seemed to be out of control, feeling hollowed out.

Chen Changan gradually became sober, and three words popped out of his mind:
Ghost press!
Chen Changan was flustered for a moment, unable to think of any way out, and his breathing became more and more difficult, as if someone had wrapped his throat tightly with cold hands.

Just when Chen Changan felt "my life is over", he suddenly remembered that there was a statue in his arms, so he tried to open his mouth and roared:
"Mazu bless."

brush!
For the first time, the statue of Mazu glowed faintly.

The owner of the embroidered shoes seemed to have met a natural enemy, and backed away screaming.

Chen Changan held back for a long time, and as soon as he recovered, he immediately panted heavily.

But when he raised his head, he couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.

a woman (×)

A female ghost (√)
Chen Changan took a deep look. The owner of the embroidered shoes looked like a drowned corpse in the water. The turbid sea water dripped from his sleeves. His long black hair covered half of his face. The other half of his face was as pale as bones, with scarlet eyes dead. Death met his gaze.

I checked my eyes, I met someone who died~
The more Chen Changan was afraid, the more he was used to relieving his tension by complaining inwardly. He secretly pressed the gold coin icon with his left hand, and held the statue of Mazu in his right hand, and confronted the female ghost:
"Miss Sister, I am a priest of Mazu. With Mazu's blessing, you should go."

The owner of the embroidered shoes remained indifferent, just hovering ten meters away from Chen Chang'an. Every time he tried to get close to Chen Chang'an, the fluorescence of the Mazu statue would become stronger and force him back.

The female ghost with embroidered shoes tried several times, but was chased away by the statue of Mazu.

Chen Changan glanced at the statue of Mazu worriedly, and tried to negotiate with the female ghost again:

"Miss, if you have any unfinished wishes, I can fulfill them for you."

The female ghost with embroidered shoes finally raised her head, and said sadly:

"I like screaming. I want to tear your body apart. At the moment of death, you will make an extremely miserable scream. To me, it is supremely delicious."

Chen Chang'an mumbled in a low voice:
"Pervert~"

"What did you say?"

The female ghost with embroidered shoes took a step closer and came within eight meters of Chen Changan.

"It's nothing, I didn't say anything, you may have heard wrong!"

Chen Changan denied Sanlian, and then smiled flatteringly at the embroidered shoe ghost:
"Why don't you have an hors d'oeuvres first, and I'll scream and give you a taste?"

The female ghost with embroidered shoes ignored Chen Chang'an and took another step towards Chen Chang'an.

The fluorescence of the statue of Mazu became increasingly dimmer, and Chen Changan knew that he could not delay any longer, so he immediately screamed at the highest volume:
"orange!!!"

The female ghost with embroidered shoes heard Chen Changan's scream at first, and her face was a little obsessed, but when Chen Changan stopped screaming, she immediately came to her senses, walked several steps closer, and the voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell:

"You are calling for help!"

Chen Changan said solemnly:

"There is absolutely no such thing. I just loved oranges since I was a child. I hope I can peel an orange and eat it before I die."

"Ah."

The female ghost with embroidered shoes gave an incomprehensible laugh, not knowing whether she believed it or not.

Chen Chang'an tried to distract the female ghost with embroidered shoes. He was clearly facing danger, but he could still smile. He stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling face, and said casually:
"Hahaha, where is my sister from? How many people in the family, how many acres of land per person, how many cows in the field?"

The smile on the face of the female ghost with embroidered shoes gradually disappeared, and as the fluorescence of the statue of Mazu dimmed, Chen Changan could even see the flat grassland below her neck.

At this moment, the divine power retained by the statue of Mazu was exhausted.

The female ghost with embroidered shoes is about to pounce.

The ghost is approaching.

Chen Changan summoned the mountain-cutting axe, ready to fight.

"Chirp~"

Like a life-saving straw, Cheng Zi arrived in time, bit the rope on the bow, and quickly activated his ability to dive rapidly.

The Flying Henan Ren started and accelerated.

For the first time, Chen Changan regretted upgrading the Flying Henan Ren, the weight of the ship increased, even if Cheng Zi launched the rapid diving, the speed was not much faster.

After all, the orange body is only 1.2 meters long, and its driving ability is limited.

"die!!!"

The female ghost with embroidered shoes was stunned for a moment, then she became furious, and quickly floated towards the soaring Henan Ren, which was basically at the same speed as the ship.

Chen Changan was a little anxious. Cheng Zi's rapid diving ability could only last for 1 minute. Without the blessing of the ability, he might be caught by the female ghost with embroidered shoes soon.

Damn it!
(End of this chapter)