Urban Hidden Dragon

It was a big, amazing ship.

It was similar to the ship flying in the sky that Wang Han had seen before.

Both ships are similar in size.

But there are still many details that are different.

I had previously seen a ship where Zhuang Jingyao was the deputy captain, and the hull was covered with densely packed faces.

Everyone who watched it suffered from claustrophobia.

The ship in front of us is even better than that ship.

The hull was covered with densely packed mummies.

These dark and skinny mummies were clinging to the hull, looking as if they were worshipping.

There were so many of them that from a distance it looked like a body covered with dried snow clams. They were not a single piece of iron but independent individuals. As the boat moved, the densely packed mummies would sway.

After looking at it for a long time, I felt a little dizzy and nauseous, just like I had eaten mushrooms.

As the distance got closer, Wang Han could clearly feel the faint power of faith and negative energy emanating from the ship.

It’s the same ship as the one Zhuang Jingyao saw before.

Even within Wang Han's controllable range, Wang Han still could not sense the other party's existence.

Wang Han had been chasing the ship for nearly an hour since he saw it.

The other party had no intention of stopping at all.

Wang Han pressed the horn hard.

He poked his head out of the car window, "Mr. Deputy Captain? I'm here to look for the ship. I have a compass. Wait a minute!"

The ship still showed no sign of stopping.

Wang Han yelled again at the top of his voice, "Wait a minute, fellow villager! I have something good to show you!"

The ship continued to move as usual. A normal person might not be able to hear it clearly at this distance, but the other party was not a normal person, and Wang Han's voice was much louder than that of an ordinary person.

Seeing that the opponent had no intention of stopping, Wang Han increased his speed to the maximum, preparing for an American-style interception.

They chased each other like this for more than twenty minutes.

Wang Han's car was on the same level as the boat.

From a distance, those mummies clinging to the hull were nothing more than densely packed black dots, but when you get closer and take a closer look, my god, everyone who saw them felt a little creepy.

Among the mummies there were men, women, young and old, all without any clothes on. They just lay on the hull and made a gesture of worship, which looked weird and terrifying.

Wang Han used his magic to press the accelerator, supported the steering wheel with one foot, opened the door, and leaned out of the car.

He waved the compass in his hand and said politely, "Pope Wang Han of the Holy Light Church! Request to board the ship!"

The speeding ship suddenly stopped, so that the mummies hanging and clinging to the hull began to sway, forming a wave of mummies.

It was getting dark now.

Seeing so many mummies swaying around gave people goosebumps to some extent.

The ship began to slow down.

Wang Han could clearly feel a breath projected from the hull enveloping Wang Han, as if it wanted to check on Wang Han.

This process only takes a few tens of seconds.

But in this situation, let alone dozens of seconds, even a few seconds would feel very long.

After the other party checked Wang Han.

The boat slowed down even more.

A creaking sound gradually came from the big ship.

But this creaking sound did not sound like the sound made by a normal person walking, but more like the sound made by a very neurotic person jumping around.

Followed by.

Then I saw a furry head popping out of the place.

Unlike Zhuang Jingyao who was so refined, the other party looked like a savage, unkempt, with messy long hair and a long beard that had not been washed for many years and had already grown into clumps.

"Hoohoho!"

The other party seemed to have discovered something exciting.

His body emerged from the hull, with his feet hooked on the handrails of the hull. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Wang Han, as if he wanted to get closer to see if Wang Han was a real person.

"Oh ho ho ho!"

The other party excitedly held the head of a mummy, "A living person! Hahaha! Did you see that, Steve? A living person has come! Hahaha! Ever since that fat guy left, I haven't seen a living person who wants to get on the ship for several months!"

"Everyone listen up! Welcome guests aboard!"

The ship shook violently, and the mummies hanging on the hull made strange friction sounds when they collided with each other.

"Compass?" The man was a little surprised when he saw what Wang Han was holding. "Do you know that fat guy?"

Wang Han thought of what Di Lao had said before and immediately shook his head, "What fat man?"

The man was a bit neurotic, twisting his body as he spoke, "A particularly powerful fat man."

"do not know!"

"It doesn't matter whether you know me or not, just get on board first! Chat with me! Come on board quickly, my distinguished guests! Dalton, Rutherford, Philip, please come and receive our guests! Oh! My God! If you continue to show such poor hospitality, I promise you! I will definitely kick your asses with my expensive leather shoes!"

The man pointed at the mummies on the boat.

Wang Han raised his eyebrows, as if he had discovered a clue. The other party might have been stuck on this ship for too long and had nothing to do during those long years, so he had given the mummies on this ship a name.

As the mummies swayed, they protruded slightly and looked like a simple ladder.

"Oh! My distinguished guest! Come up quickly!"

Wang Han climbed up in just a few steps by stepping on the mummy.

The other party excitedly circled around Wang Han twice and sniffed the back of his neck.

"Oh, oh, oh! My distinguished guest who has come from afar! Come and sit down! Come and sit down! Conrad, why don't you pour my distinguished guest some of the fine wine that I brewed myself!"

The man shouted, and Wang Han looked in the direction the man was looking, but it was empty. In the next second, the man jumped to the other side and puffed out his chest.

"Good Duke Blaise!"

After saying that, she performed a non-existent performance for Wang Han. She pretended to pour wine and handed the non-existent wine glass to Wang Han while holding a plate.

Wang Han’s expression is a little difficult to comment on.

What the hell...

The illness is serious.

The other party made a gesture of holding a wine glass, "Dear guest who has come from afar, cheers! Try the fine wine I brewed myself!"

Wang Han held the emperor's wine glass.

Took a sip of void wine.

"How about my wine?"

Wang Han held his fingers together, pretending to shake the wine glass, his eyes still staring at the nonexistent wine glass in his hand, and spoke nonsense in a serious tone, "This wine has a very magical taste. It gives people a very refreshing feeling when they drink it, like a breeze gently caressing the taste buds, and silently moistening the internal organs along the throat, giving people a dreamlike feeling, as if you have drunk it, but also as if you haven't drunk it. It has an endless aftertaste, and after the bitterness is mixed with a hint of sweetness after the bitterness, it makes people feel that they drank the northwest wind before they became rich!"

"Hahaha!"

Blaise laughed and slapped Wang Han on the shoulder, "Stop talking nonsense, I didn't even pour you a drink!"

Wang Han was speechless for a while, but still smiled.

"Why, Mr. Blaise is very humorous."

Unexpectedly, Blaise smiled sneakily.

"Actually, the tea I poured you was stolen from Mr. Robert!"