I Wasn't Born Lucky

From the side of the scalpel, only a little outline of the thing could be seen. It was a long scarlet object moving towards them at a constant speed.

It must have been huge, for the whole cabin trembled slightly as it approached.

Just when the sea wind was blowing from the outside world, the sea wind swept in and rolled up huge waves. The dilapidated ghost ship was hit by the storm waves and swayed violently. The storm outside the cabin.

"Escape!" Qi Xiaoxiao didn't even have time to be curious, and made a decisive decision at the moment the shock came.

For a while, except for Xiao Li, everyone else was running forward, and Ye Zeqing was the first to run in the front.

Xiao Li originally wanted to stay where he was and take a look at the real appearance of the object, but as the vibration in the cabin grew louder, the sound became clearer.

It was a sound like a viscous liquid flowing.

It got closer and closer until half the body was revealed again around the corner.

It wasn't an object, it couldn't even be called a living thing.

It looks like a huge sphere formed of flesh and blood, with countless scarlet tentacles stretching out from the sphere to help it move forward—if this is the case alone, it is actually not very scary, but the most important thing is that as it moves forward, the tentacles on its body The flesh and blood were gradually corroded and flowed down from the places they passed by.

However, the liquid was still very viscous, mixed with chunks of meat, Xiao Li's complexion changed.

He would rather jump into the sea immediately than swim in this flesh and blood swamp.

Xiao Li immediately turned around, and before the liquid flowed in front of him, he ran away, catching up with the other reincarnated people who were running ahead.

Ye Zeqing often works out, and he can run effortlessly in this kind of place. He still has time to look back at Xiao Li: "Did you see that monster?"

Xiao Li took a breath and described it: "Like a fat red sea magnified countless times."

Ye Zeqing: "...Pang Dahai? Then you ran to follow in such a hurry?"

Xiao Li completed his own words: "A fat sea that drools and flows like a river."

Ye Zeqing was angry at his behavior of showing off. In his busy schedule, he turned his head and glanced at the tentacle monster that was slowly chasing after everyone, and was stunned by the pile of flowing flesh and blood: "How many people have to be killed?" people?!"

"A rough estimate, at least hundreds of people."

"Grass!"

Qi Xiaoxiao said angrily: "When running for your life, can you stop chatting! It almost made me lose my temper."

Ye Zeqing turned his head back, quickened his pace, and the group of people walked forward like a whirlwind—they wanted to find a room to hide in, but there was no room in the corridor they ran through, and the front seemed to be a room. A dark passage leads to the final destination.

After running for a while, Ye Zeqing suddenly slowed down and said hesitantly, "Ahead...there is another ghost's aura...but it's not strong."

As soon as he said that, the others also stopped.

Qi Xiaoxiao looked in the direction he said, and at the end of the road stood a door, tightly closed, with a golden river engraved on it.

"Come in or not?" Wei Ligai looked at the door, at his teammates, and then at the monster, "It's about to catch up to us!"

There are wolves in front and tigers behind.

Qi Xiaoxiao bit her bright red lips, struggling for a moment——before she made up her mind, Xiao Li had already opened the door and walked in.

The opening of that door brought a ray of light, but it wasn't strong, just the direct beam of cold moonlight.

Ye Zeqing and others also walked in together. The first thing that catches the eye is a whole glass, which has already reached the bow of the ship. In the center of the room are the engine buttons and the steering wheel.

Roseanne was the last to come in. She turned around and locked the door before she began to observe the whole room.

The captain's cabin of the ghost ship is very quiet and spacious. There is a jug of wine on the left hand side of the driver's seat, without the cap, as if a person was called out halfway through drinking and put his love wine aside.

"Boom——" There was another loud noise, and the waves exploded directly on the bow of the boat. Qi Xiaoxiao couldn't stand still and could only hold on to the wall.

Ye Zeqing frowned and tried his best to sense the ghost aura, but he could only feel that there was a ghost in the room, but he couldn't tell where the ghost was.

Xiao Li put his hands behind his back, paced to the steering wheel, and looked forward.

This view would be beautiful when the sea is calm, but at this moment, there are only rough seas.

At this moment, a hoarse strange voice sounded: "Are you... not dead yet?"

The sound was like a flash of lightning, causing everyone to immediately look at the source of the sound——

From the wooden steering wheel, a face slowly floated up, a face belonging to a middle-aged man.

That face looked at everyone vividly, with a secretive smile: "You must have worked hard to get here. Come on, and meet your captain."

Qi Xiaoxiao took a step back, looked nervously at the steering wheel, and repeated his words: "Captain?"

A look of pride appeared on the face on the steering wheel: "You are meeting Captain Sturt, a third-class meritorious soldier."

The scene in front of her was really weird. No matter how good her mental quality was, Qi Xiaoxiao couldn't help but feel a little scared. Thinking of her previous guess about the ghost ship, she insisted, "Then Captain Ster, may I ask this ship?" What the hell happened on board?"

That face said gloomyly: "You are all about to die, do you still need to know so much?"

Qi Xiaoxiao was choked by him, and then he seemed to remember something, calmed down his tone: "But look, for the sake of filling my temporary emptiness, I can still answer your question—on this ship, Of course the best thing happened, as it happened to you guys, I collectively call it a 'miracle'."

As soon as he finished speaking, the vibration outside the door became louder and louder. The tentacle monster that had been chasing the reincarnations finally stopped at the door and began to hit the locked door.

Viscous flesh and blood overflowed from the bottom crack of the door.

Before Qi Xiaoxiao could speak, Xiao Li looked down at the face on the steering wheel. With his right index finger, he picked up the jug on the side, looked at the jug shaking, and said with a snort, "What is a 'miracle'?" , are you half-dead now?"

His words seemed to hit a sore spot on his face, it opened its mouth wide, twisted and said, "Half-dead? You lowly human being, you small existence, look up, look at the sea in front of you—compared with it , you are just a drop in the ocean in an infinite moment!"

Xiao Li said: "Yo, I can speak idioms now."

"You are insulting the great Captain Sturt!" The face on the steering wheel became grim because of his frivolous tone, because his emotions fluctuated, and the ghost ship was also floating and sinking on the sea, and a wagging tail almost caused everyone to fall on the ground. On the ground, Xiao Li had to press the steering wheel's pillar to barely stand still.

"I just expressed my exclamation," Xiao Li held the edge of the steering wheel tightly, talking to the face above, the hair on his forehead fell down, just revealing his eyes, "I thought your brain also After being lignified, I can still think.”

The face said, "Shut up, human!"

Xiao Li: "Not good, Wood."

The face on the steering wheel was so ferocious that it twitched at first, but soon, he didn't know what he thought of, and he calmed down quickly: "The sky has a full heart to accommodate birds. We have different life levels, so why should I treat you because of your disrespect?" And get angry? Soon you will know the fate of angering Captain Sturt."

He continued arrogantly: "You lowly humans will soon become a part of flesh and blood and disappear in hell, but I will always exist, sailing on the sea with my Vostok forever, never stopping."

Xiao Li raised the jug with his right hand, tilted it down, and poured three drops of spirits from the jug—the three drops of spirits were facing the steering wheel, and dripped directly into the nostrils of his face.

The face that was suddenly dripped into the nostrils by spirits: "..."

Looking at the reincarnation people who are coming and going, one person and one face: "..."

——Moriarty, why don't you play your cards according to common sense!

——Although this is not good, it is inexplicably cool to look at, how fat four is!

Xiao Li looked at Captain Sturt's face wrinkled into a ball, and said with great interest: "I thought your face had also turned into wood, so you still have feelings?"

That face was suddenly dripped with wine from the nostrils, and the hot feeling entered the throat from the nose. This rare situation in a hundred years drove him crazy: "How dare you offend Mrs. Sturt like this! I will put you—"

Before he could speak, another strong drink was spilled from the jug, and this time it happened to drip into his open mouth.

Xiao Li shook the jug, looked at the remaining wine capacity in the jug, and said to his face: "Next, I want to try my eyes."

Face immediately closed his eyes, and he knew the current affairs as Junjie: "You humble human being, what can't you just sit down and talk about?"

— Instead, humbleness was replaced by humbleness.

Xiao Li did not continue to wash his face with spirits, but held the flagon firmly again, and he repeated what he saw on the cabinet in a certain room before: "The only thing I yearn for is eternity, and this is the eternity you want ?”

His face was still tightly closed, and he looked very afraid that Xiao Li would really bathe his eyes with strong wine: "How can such an insignificant existence like you know what eternity is?"

"Really?" Xiao Li put down the jug, and tapped the steering wheel again with that bone, right on the forehead of his face, "Is this how Eternity won't fight back when beaten? This kind of dedication is worth living forever."

His face kept moving, but no matter how he moved, he still couldn't get out of the steering wheel, and he didn't dare to open his eyes or open his mouth wide - even the movement of his nose had to be carefully controlled, otherwise a drop of alcohol would hit his head and face.

"That's enough!" Face opened his mouth when he saw the opportunity, his eyes were tightly closed, his mouth was tight, and the voice was squeezed out from the closed lips, as thin as a mosquito, "You humble human being, I won't let you die easily , I want you to serve on my ship for a hundred years before you can be freed!"

The steering wheel shifted to the left, and the ghost ship immediately tilted outward, and sea water poured into the cabin.