Perhaps it was her wisdom that was far beyond ordinary people, or even far beyond ordinary people, or perhaps it was the mysterious connection between the two. After staring for a while, Karen vaguely understood the other person's mood, and then said in an extremely firm tone: "
Won't!"
…
After brewing her emotions and words for a while, she continued: "If by cowardice you mean fear of death!"
"No matter how powerful a person is, such as my master, he still cannot face death calmly, because the reason why a person becomes strong is not the calmness in the face of death, but the nostalgia for life."
"It is mysterious magic, exciting adventure, power, love, desire, or even just the comfort of mediocrity. These inseparable nostalgia are the reasons for a person to be truly strong."
"Really..." The panic in Sherlock's heart was gradually fading away.
In the process of pursuing strength, he seems to have really lost his original intention and just became stronger for the sake of becoming stronger.
What saved him in this dream was not the Shuriken of Dusk, the Preparatory Chosen of Sandakol, or the Dragon Veins;
But the fear of death and the yearning for life;
It was the nostalgia that he couldn't let go, and it was also the reason why he wanted to become stronger in the first place, in order to better protect his teachers, friends and those who had the same experience as him.
…
after a long time
"Huh." He took a long breath and said, "Karen, if you need anything, you can come to me at any time. I will never refuse."
He didn't know the reason for the inexplicable tone when the other party first answered the real world, but it was obvious that this wise black cat also had its own troubles.
It's just that his sincere feelings didn't get the feedback they deserved.
When Karen heard this, she shouted angrily: "Stupid mortal, don't think that you can talk to me like this just because we had a relationship like that. At any time, I have no right to any part of your body."
need."
The continuous stress and sentence fragmentation reflected the speaker's anger at this time. Sherlock also realized that there seemed to be a lot of ambiguity in his words, so he hurriedly said sorry and walked out of the room.
"Meow" When he heard the footsteps gradually disappearing into silence, Karen restrained her anger and her expression suddenly became depressed.
…
When Sherlock came to the return room, the other people had already gathered.
"What's the matter? Call us here in the middle of the night." Fuyun had obviously been waiting for a while, but there was no impatience in his tone.
To be honest, after the initial competition with the guys from Wanbang, and after spending so many days together, the originally tense relationship between the two of them has been greatly improved.
The most obvious thing is that he and Fuyun, although they are still very difficult to deal with, there is no longer any hostility in them. It has simply evolved into a way of getting along with each other, and they feel uncomfortable without making fun of each other.
Even the two parties involved felt strange about this strange development.
Therefore, Sherlock ignored the other party and just slowly recounted the encounter just now and his own analysis.
After listening, Hui Feng asked: "Then what do you think will happen if you don't open the door in the dream?"
"I'm not sure, and I think it would be difficult for us not to open the door, just like in a dream you can't completely control your actions unless your willpower is strong enough."
Everyone is analyzing this situation, but they are not sure that they can escape safely. Even if they know the truth now, it is still not an easy task to find out the authenticity of the dream when they are actually in it.
Sherlock was very conscious at first, but the spell obviously had the effect of blurring his consciousness. It was not until he forgot his identity that the little girl actually took action.
"How about we all go offline tonight!"
"No, there must be someone guarding the ship. And if those guys target Duoqi and the four crew members, the consequences will be even more serious. We don't know how to operate a ship, let alone sail in the fog."
"How about we stay in the same room these days, so that we can take care of you if something happens. Even if you die accidentally, you can still have a chance to be resurrected."
"That's the only way it can be." The others agreed.
The next few people discussed the specific details, and time passed to the next day.
They were about to tell Duoqi about this bizarre incident, but the other party came to them first.
"Adventurers, thank you for your kindness. My men were unwilling to brave the wind and rain last night to repair the broken barrels. I didn't expect you to repair them quietly." The halfling expressed his gratitude enthusiastically.
.
They looked at each other and then all shook their heads.
"Captain Duoqi, we didn't repair those barrels. Could it be another group of people?" Hui Feng asked.
"Impossible, those people disappeared at night. If it wasn't you, who would be so kind?"
In the evening, except for Cindy who occasionally visits the house, the rest of the crew will choose to go offline to do their work. Today seems to be the time for them to rest again, and they will probably not be seen on the ship in the next four days.
Their figures are gone.
If all three of them are excluded, the barrel will not recover on its own...
Could it be said that there is a third party on their ship?
Could it be the little girl's accomplice?
Sherlock remembered that there were three corpses recorded in the diary. One of them should be Charlotte from last night. The identities of the other two are still unknown. It is not impossible that one of them quietly appeared to repair a barrel.
, but there is still a necessary connection and motivation between the two.
After spending the day safely on alert, a few people gathered in the room with the return air, playing small games while paying attention to the mental state of the other four people, ready to confirm whether anyone was asleep at any time.
Ding ding ding…
Dong dong dong...
In the middle of the night, the expected mental fog and dreams did not appear, but an annoying sound of knocking and work came from the deck.
Under Duoqi's active invitation, several people had no choice but to walk onto the deck and follow the sound to the stern of the ship.
Under the illumination of the light, a figure from behind was diligently playing with the wooden barrel in the corner. After hearing the footsteps behind him, he slowly turned around.
This is a strong and simple man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is in his thirties or forties, but there is a deep and bone-deep strangulation mark on his neck. He glared at everyone with a horrifying look and said: "This time, you can't even think of strangulating from behind."
Kill me!"
After saying that, the big man floated behind Los at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to achieve.
