Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed

When the white pigeons saw the food on the ground, they all flew to the square in front of the wishing fountain and began to poke at the food.

In the square, the wandering painter set up his easel, picked up his brush and started sketching.

The old man holding the violin walked to a familiar position, placed the violin case on the ground, and began to play the violin, while a melodious tune came out.

The children played around the old man and scared away the pigeons eating the bread.

The young couple cuddled next to the wishing fountain, looked up at the tall and holy phoenix statue, and began to pray.

The city suddenly came to life.

Sherlock had never felt so strange, as if it had been activated when they entered the city.

"Pippi, is it really okay for us to come in?"

Sherlock swallowed.

Pipisia nodded slightly: "No problem."

"Captain...this...this is too, too strange."

Colm was very timid. Although he remembered that the Dusk Island was recorded in the book as an Eden-like existence, when the reality appeared in front of him, he was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Let's find a way to get out of here as soon as possible."

As Kom said, he noticed that the other pirates had longing expressions on their faces.

"There must be a secret here."

Crocodile said lightly.

"After many hardships, we finally got here. How could we just leave like this?"

As Hall said, a beautiful girl walked past him, her red silk scarf fell down and fell on his hand.

Hall was stunned for a moment, picked up the silk scarf, and caught up with the girl:

"You lost your silk scarf."

The girl turned her face and looked at him.

He was stunned. This look was exactly the same as his first love:

"M...Mina...why are you here?"

"Hall?"

The girl named Mina asked in surprise, Hall nodded:

"Yes, it's me, Hall, you still remember me."

"Of course. I heard that you went to sea and became a pirate?"

Not only did Mina show no fear, but she was full of curiosity about Hall's experience. The two hit it off and chatted happily.

"Menille!"

Colm looked at the woman coming out of the bakery in surprise.

She has brown curly hair and a fair face covered with freckles. She is very ordinary in both figure and appearance. She is wearing a white dress and holding a paper bag in her hand, which contains the bread she just bought.

Hearing Colm's voice, the paper bag fell to the ground.

Menie's eyes were moist, she covered her mouth with her hand and made a whimpering sound.

Colm's notebook and pen also fell to the ground. He rushed over and hugged Menie:

"Honey, I finally see you... Wuwuwu... You are still so beautiful, you haven't changed at all."

"Colm, where have you been? You haven't come back for so many years."

Minnie complained and hammered Colm's shoulder with her hand. Colm cried and laughed at the same time, holding her hand.

"Mom, who is he?"

A childish voice came, and Colm was stunned for a second and saw the little boy hiding behind Menie.

"Don't be afraid, Kerr, this is your dad, Colm."

Menile said, and the family of three hugged each other in tears, which touched many pirates and reminded them of their own families.

Sherlock picked up Colm's notebook and pen, and saw that many of his friends had found girls they could chat with, or met old friends they missed. They didn't even doubt that these people could not appear on the Island of Twilight, as if they instinctively Accepted this setting.

Sherlock felt something was wrong more and more. What was most wrong was that all the beautiful girls on the street were no longer in the shape of carrots, but rather curvy beauties.

This unscientific!

Sherlock knows that the curse of companionship cannot be easily lifted!

According to Mr. Pipicia, unless he finds true love, he will look at human women in the form of carrots for the rest of his life.

Could it be that this so-called Phoenix City can virtually create the people or things that everyone most wants to see or encounter?If so, that's terrible.

Are these people real people or fake people?

"He Ling, did you see the person you wanted to see?"

In order to verify his conjecture, Sherlock asked He Ling, who had been staying by his side.

Herring nodded.

"where?"

Sherlock asked curiously.

Herring pointed at Sherlock:

"It's you, Houston, you're always by my side."

How could I forget that the person you miss most is Houston... Sherlock shook his head, laughing at himself for being flirted with by an underage wet nurse.

But after a while, he started to get scared.

What Herring wanted to see most was Houston, and whether there really was a Leah D. Houston in the Phoenix City.

Pipisia, this bastard, what kind of luck is this?

Sherlock looked around warily. He didn't see Leah D. Houston coming out of the street corner for a long time, and then he breathed a sigh of relief:

"Hey, scare yourself."

No, what am I afraid of? I have stitched together the two souls of Whitebeard and Houston, learned the Sixth Marine Style, and secretly learned one of Hawkeye's sword skills. The next ten Houstons will not be my opponent!

After Sherlock figured this out, he felt more stable again, but he still couldn't relax mentally.

Crocodile and Mr. 1 seemed to have no one they wanted to see. They looked at the pirates quickly mingling with the people around them with blank expressions, which always felt very unreal.

dong dong dong-

The clock tower bell rang at 6 o'clock.

All the people in the Phoenix City knelt on the ground and began to worship.

Minnie stretched out her hand and pulled Com to his knees:

"You can't look directly at God. Kneel down quickly and recite after me, and your companions."

Most of the pirates were pulled to their knees by "locals" they knew.

Except for Sherlock, He Ling, Lao Sha, and Mr. 1, the four of them leaned behind the stone pillar and looked at them silently.

"The light of the sun, the source of life, the god of phoenixes who are with the Creator, the miracle bird with the power of resurrection, the Phoenix with coexistence of strength and kindness, thank you for giving us life, giving us time, giving us food and eternity We are your devout believers. Under your guidance, we will go to the sun all the way to eternal hope and health. We promise to never leave the Phoenix City, never abandon our oaths, and abandon you."

Halfway through the reading, Kom felt something was wrong. He spoke softer and quieter, and stopped reading the part about the promise. He carefully looked at the people lying on the ground around him.

All the pirates who followed the local residents and finished their oaths had an extra phoenix feather on their bodies.

White feather marks.

"The Wishing Ceremony."

Pipisia said calmly.

Sherlock frowned: "What do you mean?"

"This prayer is a kind of wish-making ceremony. All those who recite the oath and want to obtain immortality will be marked by the phoenix. Once marked, they will not be able to leave the island, and they will never be able to leave even half a step. Once they leave, they will be betrayed. Phoenix."

After that, Pipisia personally deducted part of Shylock's Bailey.