Deep Sea Embers

Aiden returned to the bridge, where Tirian was waiting for him.

"The unloading process is going very smoothly. Everything in the cargo hold can be transferred to the port warehouse in about an hour," the bald mate reported energetically, with the strong smell of tobacco still exuding from every fold of his clothes. " The sailors who stayed on the island quite like the "local specialties" you brought back. "

"There will be a party tonight. If you are interested, you can come too," Tirian said casually, and then couldn't help but look at Aiden a few more times, frowning and shrugging his nose.

"Did you light yourself up by smoking?"

"Maybe a little too much," Aiden touched the tip of his nose a little embarrassed, "Tobacco from Pland is always hard to put down."

"Be careful, you smell like a piece of bacon now," Tirian shook his head and reminded him casually. He stopped paying attention to this matter and changed the topic, "Recently, I often hear sailors discussing cold weather. Frost thing.”

"The news has indeed spread," Aiden's expression immediately turned serious when he heard the captain's words, "The dead are resurrected. Regardless of the source of the rumor, the content of the rumor is enough to arouse discussion among the sailors - after all, everyone is Immortal."

"Immortals..." Tirian repeated the word softly, "Why, are you all looking forward to truly coming back to life?"

"Honestly, people with a little bit of rationality know that this is impossible," Aiden shrugged. "Ordinary people may still have imaginations about this kind of topic, but the more immortal people are, the more they know that true resurrection from the dead can only It could be a rumor - Bartok, the god of death, exists. There is no return from this door, and those of them stayed in the world because their souls were distorted and changed and could no longer pass through this door, so they became so-called 'immortals'. People, in fact, everyone knows very well about the boundary between life and death. After all, everyone walked back and forth in front of this door when they were about to die. "

Tirian nodded slightly and pondered for a moment before speaking again: "Then why does this topic cause so much discussion?"

"Real resurrection from the dead will not happen, so everyone is speculating whether these so-called resuscitators are actually the living dead," Lezi grinned and laughed, "You know, most city-states are They hate the living dead, and Jia Peng is particularly disgusted. They even regard it as a "curse on the Caspian Sea." Although the debts of half a century ago should not be placed on the heads of today's Ayden people, everyone is still happy to see it. The authorities of this city-state are in disarray.”

"…Running out of materials."

All in all, life on the Lost Home is actually not that bad.

The slightly salty sea breeze blows in the face, bringing a chill that is not found in the central sea.

Nina was stunned. She glanced inside the barrel and continued to be in a daze.

"Can Ai Yin please help bring some more?"

Tirian did not speak. For some reason, at this moment, he suddenly thought of another high-ranking priest who was also very young, but showed great strength, and could even calmly negotiate with his terrible father many times.

Life on the Lost Home was actually countless times better than she had imagined at the beginning. None of these scary or weird things had happened. They had their daily routines, fairly good food, and a clean and independent living space. As well as the noisy but interesting crew members, even from some angles, the living conditions on the Lost Home are better than those on ordinary ocean-going ships -

On the Lost Home, they discussed subspace matters carefully, and they read any books carefully. Morris asked Ai Yin to help bring a pile of folklore and history books from Jia Penwei, which lasted most of the day, and the captain In order to rush on the road, sometimes they would even let the Lost Home sink directly into the spirit world and sail wildly in that dark and terrifying abnormal sea.

It sounded like something was moving under the water and rising rapidly with lots of bubbles.

"Miss Frost, aren't you sleepy?"

Frost, Inquisitor of Pland.

After a moment, she raised her head and looked at the judge in front of her.

This is a ship.

Because of Ai Yin's "messenger", fresh ingredients can always be replenished on the ship.

, because there are a large number of "living" facilities on board, the Lost Home will hardly suffer the inconvenience caused by facility failure, and the biggest advantage of this ship is not just this, its biggest advantage is that it is normal.

Hanshuang sat on the wooden barrel near the side of the ship, looked up at the endless sea level in the distance, and saw a vague mist at the end of the field of vision, and there seemed to be distant and hazy icebergs hidden deep in the mist.

Tirian looked at Lezi speechlessly, and then waved his hand helplessly for a long time.

Jia Peng raised his head and saw Nina curiously looking at the half-carved talisman in her hand, as well as several talismans that had not yet been engraved on another wooden barrel next to her.

"oh."

Because of the presence of Captain Duncan, even subspace invaders dare not come to cause trouble on this ship...

"Miss Frost, are you bored on the boat?"

"Oh!" Nina nodded suddenly, looking at the uncarved talismans on the barrel with surprise, "She seems to have heard of that in school before, but this is the first time she has seen it. You’ve done a lot!”

Hanshuang put down a new wave talisman and silently put away the knife.

I don't know what he is thinking.

The high flagpole, the rusty bow and chimney, the broken and damaged deck...

There will be no deep shadows at all - even if something does pop up, it will just become the crew's daily pastime.

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Footsteps approached from behind, and a very energetic voice suddenly sounded from the side: "Miss Frost, what are you doing?"

The knife cut across the wood slices, carving deep indentations, and the wood chips fell bit by bit, which also made the slightly restless mood gradually become more intense.

Hanshuang looked in the direction of Nina's finger.

"We'll have to see how the local quiet cathedral responds," Lezi said. "I heard that the current gatekeeper of the cathedral is a newcomer named Agatha, a young girl with little experience. I don't know if she can Take care of that trouble."

She saw a large area of ​​rising sea foam, irregular and chaotic water rising like a hill in the distance, and a huge shadow gradually rising to the surface of the sea amid the water and foam.

It must be that this powerful and terrifying judge must have no problem dealing with a few minor troubles caused by the resurrection of the dead.

Yes, it was dangerous, it was unbelievable, but after living here for a few days, Frost finally confirmed this incredible reality: no ship is safer than this frightening ghost ship.

"You are right, and I understand this very well. However, most of their sailors currently think that they should just be happy. Anyway, the first wave of unlucky ones are the Jia Peng people. We can wait until Jia Peng is too old to say anything else." Lezi said, spreading his hands, "There is no way, the mentality of an immortal is like that, not to mention that this matter is related to Jia Peng."

Nina ran to the side of the ship, stared at the sea in the distance with wide eyes, suddenly raised her finger and pointed here and shouted: "Look, look! Miss Frost! Something is coming out!"

"True resurrection from the dead requires passing through Bartok's gate and returning, and Aiden's current mainstream belief is not the god of death. Theoretically speaking, in Aiden, the rules of life and death will only be tighter and more stable. Now There are rumors about the return of the deceased, which is very wrong. "He did not continue to argue with his first mate about whether they should take it seriously. Instead, he put a straight face and made the topic serious again," He is more inclined to think that this is some other supernatural force at work."

He is carving new wave talismans out of sea breath wood.

The young inquisitor lowered his head and continued to carve at the wood pieces with a small knife.

"Actually..." Jia Peng said hesitantly, then he was firm, looked at Nina's bright eyes, and then slowly opened the lid of the barrel, "There are more than just these."

Nina nodded, came to the barrel again, squatted down and began to stare thoughtfully.

"It's still necessary..." Hanshuang waved her hands awkwardly, but just when she was about to say something more, a sudden sound came from

A strange low roar coming from the direction of the sea interrupted what she was about to say.

Or add a meal.

A creaking sound came from the direction of the Lost Home's mast almost at the same time. The next second, Hanshuang saw the ghost sail above the ghost ship adjusting its angle slightly at the same time, and the huge hull adjusted accordingly. Attitude and heading.

The Lost Home has not yet entered the Cold Sea, and it is still far, far away from Purland.

"This is a talisman dedicated to the storm goddess Gemona," Hanshuang laughed. She knew what an amazing identity the ordinary-looking boy in front of her had, but after getting along with him for a few days, she no longer understood The identity of any crew member on the ship made a fuss, "Throwing the Sea Breath Wood Talisman into the sea is equivalent to completing a dedication to the goddess."

But it still took some getting used to.

"Not really," Hanshuang looked a little embarrassed. She also felt that carving a bucket of talismans in a few days seemed a bit exaggerated. "It just might take a little getting used to."

Tirian raised his eyebrows: "Look at Vanna? This must be related to the original plan to dive into the abyss, then this is not just Vanna."

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