The roar of the explosion set off an invisible impact. Although Lin Duanfei had already reminded at the first time, who can find the bunker immediately on this foggy deck?

Even Jin Hu himself underestimated the impact of the explosion. Everyone was overturned by the air wave, or hit the wall, or fell to the ground.

The five people became dizzy and their consciousness quickly became blurred.

The sound made by the thing crawling on the ship was getting closer, but at this moment, the five of them passed out at the same time...

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I'm……

who?

A strange memory drilled into the jailer's brain.

Ogawa...

I am Ogawa.

An orphan adopted by the captain, who grew up on a cruise ship and has good water skills...

Mottled and complicated memories poured into the jailer's mind in an instant, causing his muscles to tense in pain.

No... I'm not Xiao Chuan, I'm a jailer, and my name is... Feng Liu.

I'm Feng Liu!

All of Ogawa's memories were instantly crushed by his consciousness, turning into harmless memory fragments.

This is where?

Feng Liu looked around, it seemed that this was still the cruise ship, but it seemed... several times smaller!

From the point of view of length, it is even less than 100 meters.

Compared with the more than 300 meters of the Snow Light ship, the size is very different.

There was light in Feng Liu's eyes. He clearly remembered what happened just now. The grenade thrown by Jin Hu caused a violent explosion. The shock wave from the explosion knocked everyone to the ground and passed out.

Is that the world after fainting now?

Or... Is it because my consciousness crossed over to the Snow Light ship in the past, an adopted orphan crew member named Ogawa.

At this time, Feng Liu suddenly noticed that the body moved!

This Ogawa's body.

No... Hasn't his consciousness been crushed by me?

"Hey! Xiao Chuan! Go to the bow and see what is stuck, the boat is not moving!"

Shouts came from outside.

"Okay! Uncle Fujii!"

The voice came from Feng Liu's mouth, but he could confirm that he didn't speak at all.

And Xiaochuan's original consciousness has been crushed by himself, so he can't speak.

But the body still spoke.

Feng Liu no longer tried to forcefully control the body.

He gets it.

He is just a spectator. Everything that happened in the past has happened in the past, and it is just repeating itself like a movie. He can't change anything.

Following Xiao Chuan's vision, Feng Liu ran to the deck at the bow.

On the way, he saw Uncle Fujii, a dark-skinned, bearded, middle-aged man. Judging from his expression, the person in Uncle Fujii's body seemed to be...the Eight Immortals of Kun Lun.

Here... It really is the Snow Light ship in the past. Not only is the whole ship not that big, but there are also many crew members on board.

Xiao Chuan ran to the deck, stretched out his head and glanced at the water below. What could block the progress of this tens of meters long boat?

However, when he saw the thing blocking the boat, his complexion turned pale in an instant.

"Uncle Fujii! It's a corpse! A woman's corpse!"

Feng Liu guessed right, the person conscious in Fujii's body at this moment is indeed Lin Duanfei.

But like Feng Liu, he couldn't control the movement of this body at all, and they could only passively "watch" what was happening.

Fujii was also shocked when he heard Feng Liu's shout.

Whether it is inland rivers and lakes or the endless sea, as long as people who live on the water have more or less heard of some incredible things that happened on the boat.

But it's unbelievable that just a corpse can block the progress of such a large ship?

Several other crew members ran over after hearing the yelling, imitating Xiao Chuan's example and sticking their heads out to take a look. After seeing the floating female corpse in the sea, all of them turned pale.

"Call...call the captain, what should I do?"

Everyone lost their minds, and someone immediately stumbled and ran to call the captain.

The captain was in his fifties, with a straight body and vigorous walking, but his eyes were sly and shrewd. Feng Liu and Lin Duanfei recognized who the consciousness in the captain was at a glance.

It's that bastard Jin Hu!

His consciousness is actually in the captain's body?

The captain walked to the bow and looked down, then said in a deep voice, "Salvage her up and place her properly."

"But... the captain..."

"Do as I say, mate," said the captain gravely.

The first officer nodded, and quickly glanced at Feng Liu and Lin Duanfei. This guy... seemed to be Ping Tai.

But they are not completely sure, after all, Ping Tai's temperament fluctuates too much, and there will be great fluctuations when emotions are expressed in his eyes.

But if it was him, Xia Jiang and Zhang Yunian were the only thing missing.

Zhang Yunian disappeared on the way to the deck, so what about Xia Jiang?

Which of these crew members is she?

Under the command of the chief mate, several crew members dropped the rope, went down into the water, and tied up the female corpse in fear.

I don't know how long this female corpse has been soaked in the water, but her body is not swollen or rotten.

She looked less than twenty years old, wearing a black sailor suit, with a beautiful appearance, but the expression on her face was a little hideous, as if she had suffered great pain during her lifetime.

boom

After finally pulling her to the deck, several crew members threw her at will, and she fell to the ground dripping wet.

The captain gave a few people a hard look, and then turned his gaze to the female corpse. He was the oldest, looking at this female corpse, his expression became more and more strange.

"Captain, does she... have a problem?" the first mate asked.

The captain was silent for a moment, looked at the first mate, and said in a low voice: "This kind of school uniform has a history of at least fifty years."

fifty years? !

Although they knew that this had happened before and everything was just repeating itself, after hearing what the captain said, the consciousnesses from the outside world were startled.

"Could it be modern imitation clothes?" The first mate asked again, "Even if it is a style from fifty years ago, it shouldn't be difficult to imitate it..."

The captain didn't speak any more. He glanced at Fujii and Xiao Chuan, and said, "Place her in the bottom cabin. Be gentle and don't disturb her."

"Ah? The bottom...the bottom cabin..." Ogawa stammered. He felt scared after seeing the female corpse for the first time, and the bottom cabin was where he and Fujii lived.

Living with such a strange corpse, he felt extremely depressed.

"Yes, Captain!" Fujii immediately agreed. He glanced at the female corpse, then looked at Ogawa, "What are you still doing in a daze, give me your hand and help me lift her down together."

"Okay... Uncle Fujii..." Ogawa said bravely.

The two carried the female body one after the other and walked to the bottom cabin.

The rest of the crew stared at them and whispered, and the first officer glared at them: "Okay, let's go to work!"

The captain returned to the captain's cabin, the first officer stood on the deck blowing the sea breeze, and the crew members Fujii and Ogawa carried the female body to the bilge.

But Jin Hu, Ping Tai, Lin Duanfei and the jailer inside these four people can't do anything.

Until...it was completely dark.