Countryside Magic Doctor

But here, it is a simple cabin. The ground is full of heavy dust. Inside the warehouse, there are huge wine barrels. Oh, no, it should be buckets. In ancient times, it was necessary to reserve enough fresh water when sailing.

The same is true now, but modern ships can provide a certain amount of fresh water through seawater desalination, so they don't have to rely too much on these.

After entering the cabin, suddenly, Han Li felt that there was a sound in his ear, like the wind and waves sweeping across the sea, the sound of fighting, and the sea torn by sailors from time to time.

And the sound of the hurricane and the waves beating on the side of the boat, as if it were real, was so harsh.

At this time, he Feng's voice came from space in the air.

"Hurry up, don't talk. It seems that the ship is going to escape. If you don't want to be buried in the sea with him, please hurry to see what's going on inside and come out," He Feng shouted.

Because he found that since Han Li entered, the ghost ship changed its previous appearance of keeping pace with itself. Instead, it turned a corner, as if it wanted to take Han Li away.

Out of his bondage, so he couldn't help shouting.

With the long sword, Han Li had no fear at all. After hearing the sound of He Feng's supervision, he was stepping on the wooden board in the cabin, squeaking and carefully stepping.

I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I accidentally step on a board, and then fall down and eat shit.

Opening a door of the cabin, Han Li found that it should be a captain's house, because the decoration inside is very different from that in other places, and there is a channel on it, and several pedals are connected to a column.

You can climb up to the cockpit and observe nearby to guide the course.

There was a pile of white bones lying on the table. The white bones were covered with a wool blanket and covered with thick dust. The white bones also held a pen in their hands, as if they were writing something.

He continued to walk towards the inside. Suddenly, Han Li found that there was a sound of hearing the cable in his ear. He suddenly changed his face, then turned his head and looked. The long sword in his hand flashed golden light and was pointing to the captain's white bone.

At this time, the voice of haw came out. Han Lichao looked at his feet and breathed a breath. What was crawling at his feet was nothing else. It was a huge mouse with shiny black hair. It looked very fat and didn't know what to eat to live.

After seeing Han Li, the mouse was not afraid at all.

Instead, he ran a few steps and bit it on Han Li's pants. What he did was Han Li's cold. As soon as he saw it, he pierced the fat black mouse and threw it aside.

"Strange, good, the ship has been floating in the sea for hundreds of years. What do the mice eat?" Han Li muttered. Then he continued to walk inside and went deep into the cabin.

After walking inside for a few steps, the pillars are the skeleton supporting the hull. There are old hammocks wrapped around them, which have become a mesh. The sea ship is bumpy. It can't sleep like a bed on land. It can only sleep on a hammock.

It's hard.

After walking inside, Han Li found a pile of white bones on each hammock, which obviously corresponds to a sailor and crew. I don't know what's going on. All the people died in their beds.

But there was no figure on the deck. Oh, no, it should be said to be a corpse!

At one breath, he came to the end. Below was a closed hatch with stones under it. I don't know why he closed it. It seemed that there was a demon sealed under it. Han Li didn't care.

After the stone was knocked to the ground with a long sword, the beeping sound of the falling stone resounded through the cabin, and some strange echoes and friction sound echoed in the air. I don't know what's going on.

With a bang, he opened the cabin below. Han Li suddenly changed his face. A strong fishy smell came out from below, followed by rats. At this time, the sound of banging came out, and the cabin door was closed.

He took out his flashlight and shone inside the cabin. Han Li suddenly realized that there was a disgusting scene under the cabin, with countless corpses stacked inside.

There are still some that haven't rotted. The clothes they wear are obviously modern people, and there are many mice gnawing on them. How did these dense mice on the ship survive?

It was clear in an instant.

So that is what it is. Han Li see light suddenly, and then sneer, "so it is, the waves that are going on on the ship, then the plague, you are all dead, and then feed the rats, now they are good, they are the slaves for the mice, one by one, and then they are feeding the old mice, right?"

"Haunted!" after a sneer, Han Li suddenly waved a long sword. The glittering long sword instantly emitted a sword shadow. With a brush, the closed cabin door was split into pieces by a sword. Under the flying sawdust, it was in the light of a strong flashlight.

It was a dozen skeletons, dressed in ragged clothes, blocking the door.

They were all crew members of the ship, and not only for what reasons they died, but they should be plagues, and they were eaten clean by the rats.

Everything is clear in my heart!

More than a dozen skeletons in front of Han Li obviously found that Han Li was difficult to deal with, so they waved their weapons, some with machetes, some with sticks, some with harpoons, and some with winchelter, who could not be fired for a long time.

And a revolver, then north and South Korea rushed over.

Looking at them, looking at these dozens of generations of mice that have survived by eating human flesh on this broken ship, Han Li felt disgusted for a while, and then cut them off with a knife, instantly.

The more than a dozen skeletons in front of me dissipated in an instant and turned into a pile of powder. Under the sea wind and the corrosion brought by the salt laden wind on the sea, after so many years, they should have turned into powder if they were not supported by the soul.

As the sword went on, Han Li was also a cultivator, and his strength was not too bad. The ghosts in front of him were naturally not his opponents, and they had dissipated in the twinkling of an eye.

In the air, peace was restored and there was nothing more.

Only countless mice on the ground were crawling rapidly and continued to nibble at the bones under them, but they were obviously afraid of Han Li and quietly moved away.

On the deck, Han Lichao looked left and right. He was ready to cry without tears.