The passenger ship slowly sailed into the fog, and the surroundings were hazy and unreal, as if it was another world. Luo Yan stood on the deck, watching all this, and murmured: "Will the world after death be so peaceful?"
Cui Benshan, the only one who knew how to lift the curse, died, and Luo Yan had lost his fighting spirit. Ai Yun knew that comfort had no effect, so she could only stay by his side quietly.
"I have two days. Even before I die, there will still be various accidents waiting for me until I die. Maybe Jin Shuang just couldn't bear such torture, so he opened the death confession again. If I had him like this Just have more courage." Luo Yan whispered.
"Jin Shuang opened his death confession twice?" Ai Yun suddenly felt strange.
Luo Yan nodded, "Cui Benshan said that he and Du Chunsheng once heard a death confession at Jin Shuang's house. Du Chunsheng heard it a second time in our room, so he died early. And Cui Benshan also died before me. , and he said that today is his seventh day, so the time when he heard Death Confession was different from mine. The only explanation is that Jin Shuang opened Death Confession twice."
Ai Yun frowned: "This doesn't make sense! If you commit suicide, it is much easier to wait for death. You also said that it takes great courage to open a death confession again. If the fighting spirit is still there, why not continue to look for a way to rescue? , but want to seek death?"
Luo Yan shook his head. He just hoped that this would end as soon as possible, and he didn't want to think about anything else. Ai Yun would never let Luo Yan die from the curse. During the conversation just now, she felt an idea flash in her mind, but she couldn't tell what it was. But as long as there is a little hope, Ai Yun will never give up.
Ai Yun vaguely felt that there must be some unknown information hidden in his experiences in the past few days, and this information might be the key to lifting the curse.
Closing his eyes, one scene after another appeared in Ai Yun's mind, the frightened Liu Wen... the car accident... the accident on the train... Jin Shuang's burning room... the burned diary...
Ai Yun opened her eyes suddenly, and she thought of a terrible speculation. If this was true... maybe everything would be explained. After confirming that Luo Yan had no thoughts of committing suicide, Ai Yun walked aside, quietly turned on his phone and dialed a number.
The river wind roared, and no one knew what Ai Yun said to the person on the other end of the phone.
"Yes." Ai Yun nodded and hung up the phone, his expression changing between sadness and joy. She looked back and saw no one on the deck. Ai Yun panicked and hurriedly ran to the cabin, muttering: "No...he will be fine! Never at this time!"
Just as Ai Yun walked into the cabin, she saw several men in black walking among the tourists, constantly looking for something. He's from the Qinglang Club! Ai Yun's heart tightened and she quietly retreated to the deck. Her breathing became rapid and her heartbeat was a few minutes faster.
"Ai Yun, what are you doing here?" Luo Yan's voice came from behind.
Ai Yun suddenly turned around, and Luo Yan stood behind him blankly. Without waiting to explain to Luo Yan, Ai Yun pulled him towards the second-floor cabin. Ai Yun breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no members of the Green Wolf Club in the second-floor cabin.
"What happened?" Luo Yan asked.
Before Ai Yun could explain, Luo Yan had already seen the members of the Green Wolf Club.
"They came here to confess to death!" Luo Yan recalled Jin Shuang's instructions before he died, and his fighting spirit revived again. "Don't let them get it!"
Luo Yan looked around and already had a plan, pulling Ai Yun towards the second-floor cabin.
Downstream of the river, there was a vast white mist, and a sudden gust of wind caused ripples on the surface of the river. The mist was also blown thin by the wind, revealing a dark sky. Dark clouds gathered like black boulders, and white light seemed to be looming in them. Muffled thunder came from a distant place, and the whole world trembled, counting down quietly for what was coming.
In the cabin on the second floor, a thin young man sat on the suitcase with hot instant noodles. "Give way, you're in the way!" A middle-aged man said from behind.
"I won't..." The thin man cursed and turned his head. Seeing that the man behind him was much thicker than him, he immediately closed his mouth and raised the suitcase lying on the ground. The passenger ship was bumpy, and there were wheels under the suitcase, which actually moved forward on its own. The young man was anxious, holding instant noodles in one hand and chased towards the suitcase.
The strong middle-aged man looked at the thin man, laughed, tightened his heavy backpack, and walked slowly inside step by step.
"Go through the second-floor cabin and go down the ladder on the opposite side. There is a lifeboat there." Luo Yan explained to Ai Yun as he walked forward. Not long after leaving, Luo Yan suddenly felt that the sky had darkened, and the already dark cabin became even darker. The faces of the passengers were all wiped out by the shadows and turned into thick black shadows, blocking them in front of them.
In the darkness, a five or six-year-old child ran to Luo Yan holding a ball. When he saw the beautiful Ai Yun, he forgot to move for a moment and just giggled. When Ai Yun saw the child, his hidden maternal love awakened and he smiled back at the child.
Luo Yan suddenly fell into a trance, and the familiar sound of music seemed to come from the horizon, penetrating his eardrums and ringing directly into the depths of his soul. Cold sweat broke out on Luo Yan's forehead, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn it! Why now!"
There was a sudden thunder, as if the sky was torn apart, and there was a scream in the cabin. The thin man was shocked, and the suitcase he grabbed was thrown away again. The thin man took a step forward and was about to catch him. Unexpectedly, a strong wind suddenly rose and the passenger ship bumped violently. The thin man was in a hurry, and the instant noodles flew out of his hand.
The instant noodles were steaming and rolling backwards. The middle-aged man had seen this situation earlier and threw out his backpack to ward it off. As expected, the backpack cut off the instant noodles from mid-air. The backpack hit the instant noodles, and the buttons that were already loose were knocked open. A pair of scissors flew out of the mouth of the bag and flew straight towards the child.
Ai Yun secretly thought that something was wrong and he had to step forward to protect the child. The sudden suitcase hit his knees and his body froze. It was too late. Luo Yan, who was in front of him, felt his head heat up when he saw this. The curse of death confession was forgotten, and he flew in front of the child in time. Ai Yun heard an exclamation in his ears, and at the same time his shoulder hurt. When he looked again, half of his body was already scarlet. Fortunately, the child was unharmed and cried loudly after the fright.
The commotion in the second-floor cabin attracted the attention of the Green Wolf Club, who came up from the stairs on both sides to outflank them. Luo Yan couldn't wait to bandage the wound, so he pulled Ai Yun and ran to the back of the boat.
"Stop!" As expected, a man in black blocked the ladder. Ai Yun emerged from Luo Yan's arm like a cat, and hit the opponent's chest hard with a Cruciatus punch. Ai Yun really took action with anger at this time, and the other party's screams were accompanied by a burst of bone cracking sounds, which made people's hearts beat with fear.
At this time, Luo Yan didn't care to sigh, and continued to rush to the back of the ship as soon as the roadblock was removed. The other men in black finally discovered Luo Yan's traces, and they all chased after them. Luo Yan endured severe pain and lowered the lifeboat. Before the man in black rushed to the deck, he and Ai Yun jumped into it hand in hand.
Seeing the passenger ship pulling away from them, Luo Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Another flash of lightning flashed across the sky in the distance, and heavy rain finally poured down. In the wind and rain, the two hugged each other on the boat, keeping each other warm in the bone-chilling cold.
In this difficult moment, they actually felt a little joy. After going through many hardships, nothing is more precious than the spiritual connection at this moment.
The passenger ship lit up in the distance, and Luo Yan found that the light was getting closer and closer to them. The passenger ship actually abandoned its original route and turned around and headed towards them.
"It's the Qinglang Club!" Luo Yan quickly understood. In order to get a death confession, the Qinglang Club actually hijacked the passenger ship and turned around to chase them.
A lifeboat could not match the speed of the passenger ship. Luo Yan knew that he was doomed this time. He looked at the death confession in his hand, and his eyes drifted to the endless river.