Every child who died is an angel with broken wings, a shattered hope.
Almost all lives will die, although we don't want to face death.
A small coffin was placed in the stairwell of the bottom cabin of the cruise ship. After Hu Banxian opened it, the body of a girl in white was exposed.
I closed my eyes and couldn't bear to look straight, because I also have a "daughter". The unknown little girl and Wei Zhaodi who watched the fireworks with us on New Year's Eve are both worldly tragedies.
This foreigner girl was more beautiful and lovely, but unfortunately died young.
I closed my eyes and saw her grateful laugh, then waved my arms and floated upward.
Hu Banxian hurriedly said: "No, Xiao Yuan quickly grab this little girl's soul, otherwise she will attract ghosts!" I couldn't help but slow down a step, and the little girl's soul smile suddenly became ugly. The snow-white skin quickly turned black and purple.
I heard a long whistle, the bottom cabin suddenly became pitch black, sparks splashed on the aging line, and a soft and melodious song returned to the bottom cabin **, I feel ● 31 novel app download address ● feel some I am familiar with it, but when I listen carefully, it is "The Love Between Humans and Ghosts".
Hu Banxian took out two Taoist charms from his pocket, bit his right middle finger, spotted blood on the Taoist charms, and pressed it towards the forehead of the little girl's body.
With my eyes still closed, I saw the little girl's soul disappear quickly, and there was a hysterical roar from the direction of the power cabin, as if the devil in hell was released.
Zhu Jianfang took the two pilots and fled to the deck screaming. When passing the stairs, seeing Hu Banxian and me was like seeing a ghost, and they ran even more hastily.
I was still in doubt. Hu Banxian held the Taoist charm in the air with his fingers. The Taoist charm was set ablaze, and then it was thrown into the coffin, preparing to burn the little girl's body.
Although the little girl had died, the body was preserved as if she had fallen asleep. Seeing the flame falling on her golden hair, I hurriedly reached out and grabbed this burning Taoist charm.
Hu Banxian said to me: "Xiao Yuan, you have caused a big disaster, and the ghost has appeared. We are not opponents at all!"
I immediately closed the coffin lid and prepared to ask him. I saw a white ghost figure floating out of the stairwell. It was a white ghost figure like a bed sheet. Hu Banxian quickly put two fingers on my neck. Last point, immediately made me lie back.
Before unconsciousness, I heard a stern ghost noise.
When I opened my eyes again, there was snow in front of my eyes, and the shining lights made me unable to open my eyes.
After I slowly got used to it, I found myself lying on a beach chair by the swimming pool, and a foreign girl in an orange bikini was leaning over me with a cocktail.
This beauty has long golden hair curling herself without perming, white skin and big blue eyes, high nose bridge, plump lips, and a certain part of her makes me have a nosebleed.
"Hello! Teacher Yuan, how are you feeling now?" This foreign beauty can actually speak Chinese.
I sat up hurriedly, rubbing my head and questioning: "Where am I?"
"Ms. Yuan, you are on Mr. Matt's private cruise ship! Do you have amnesia and forgetfulness when you are drunk?" A somewhat familiar voice said to me.
I was busy following the reputation and saw a middle-aged man with long white hair and a straight white tuxedo walking towards me.
"Hans?" I seem to have seen this foreigner somewhere, and I know his name is Hans.
"Dear Yuan, if you still remember my name, it means that you haven't lost your memory. Then, can you remember the beauty beside you?" Hans asked me.
I shook my head and said: "I still have some pain in my head, let me rest again!"
Hans agreed and told the beauty: "Miss Jiao Yi, Yuan Yolao, take care of you. You two should take the opportunity to communicate more!"
The beautiful woman Jiao Yi responded and said to an emissary: "Givemeaonade, please!"
A messenger in a tuxedo brought a drink with lemon slices in it. After Jiao Yi took it, he handed it to me, and said to me in not fluent Chinese: "Dear Yuan, please drink a glass of lemonade first. Sober up!"
I took the lemonade and just wanted to drink it, and stopped at my mouth. Suddenly, I asked myself: What is the situation? Who are these people? Where are my comrades-in-arms and two pilot companions
Looking at myself, I only wore a pair of black shorts, but my hair had grown beyond my forehead, and I still had a beard under my nose.
Jiao Yi urged me to drink water. I resisted my thirst, put the lemonade aside, and said, "Mister Jiao Yi, can you walk around with me?"
The other party nodded in response, put down the cocktail in his hand, and helped me up from the beach chair.
The two of us slowly passed the tourists on the deck and came to the bow. There were fewer people here and the cool sea breeze was blowing. I saw a red sun falling into the sea, and the sky was about to get dark.
When the lights on the cruise ship first came on, neon lights flashed, and after the music sounded, many men and women began to dance on the deck, and the air was mixed with salty and wet air.
"Jiao Yi, I seem to have amnesia, can you tell me which year and month it is now?" I asked Jiao Yi.
There is a blooming rose pierced by this beauty's neck, but the root of the rose is in the corset.
"Yuan, have you really lost your memory?" Jiao Yi couldn't believe it.
I nodded to confirm, then turned my back to the sea, and looked at the cruise ship carefully.
This cruise ship is still the Crazy Mary, with no flags flying, but a sign of singing and dancing. The extravagance of capitalism and the enjoyment of the rich are completely reflected on this ship.
Jiao Yi said to me: "Yuan, it is May 1, 2003, International Labor Day. Mr. Matt specially introduced us to meet us. He knows that I admire you Chinese men very much, but your drink is too small!"
"Matt?" I was immediately surprised. Wasn't he wiped out by me in the miserable fox valley in the winter of 2001
What time is it now? May 1, 2003
"Jiaoyi, is Mr. Matt's son Mark?" I asked Jiaoyi to ascertain Matt's identity.
Jiao Yi took my arm and said, "Yuan, are you really amnesia? Mr. Matt's child is Mark. What is the pattern on your arm?"
There was a sudden flash of lightning in the night sky, followed by a thunder explosion.
Jiao Yi rushed into my arms in fright. Is it possible that foreign women are also afraid of thunder? I looked up to my arm. The left arm was normal, but there was a familiar female pattern tattooed on the right arm.
What surprises me is that this pattern is the female ghost's servant Yang Luji. What is going on? I feel very confused in my mind.
I closed my eyes and saw a white sail rising from the mast. This was originally a fuel-fueled steamer. Suddenly, a mast and a white sail were artificially added.
This white sail looks like a ghost in the dark.
If this ship really belongs to Matt, and Hans just now is also my enemy, I must seek companions and helpers. This unidentified Jiao Yi cannot be trusted. I asked her: "There are other Chinese on this ship. Man?"
Jiao Yi replied: "Of course, you are not the only one who is the most handsome. Mr. Matt's bodyguard is more cold, but I don't like it!" She pointedly, I saw a man in a black suit, white shirt and sunglasses. Standing like steel on the highest point of the cruise ship, on the observation deck.
Matt also has bodyguards, look at myself, bare-handed, once I start, I must be the one who suffers.
"Is there Mr. Douglas Tang on the boat?" I tried to inquire about Tang Feihu's whereabouts. (End of this chapter)