Starting from the recovery of Shanhaijing

Chapter 1 Ghost Face Fish

In early summer, somewhere in the Yellow Sea.

Slightly dated crew quarters.

The noise of thunder mixed with the sound of waves beating against the hull was non-stop.

The chandelier shook violently, and the dim light occasionally swayed over the two stacks of books and photo frames on the bedside table on the right side of the cabin.

Inside the photo frame is a photo of a brother and sister standing in the zoo.

The young man with regular facial features and a firm face was carrying a pink schoolbag that obviously didn't match his figure, and a bag of snacks and drinks in his hand. Beside him was a little girl with a ponytail and a string of marshmallows in her hand.

Against the wall was a bed.

The muscular shirtless young man was lying on his side, as if he was in a nightmare, his brows were furrowed, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Someone outside hurriedly slapped on the cabin door and shouted in a rough voice,

"Yan Jing, something happened outside, third uncle called you over!"

Almost as soon as the voice fell, the young man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and sat up abruptly.

"Understood, come right away."

Puffing her cheeks with both hands, to cheer up her drowsy spirit, Yan Jing grabbed the drink stuffed in ice water on the bedside table, raised her neck and took a big gulp, muttering to herself,
"Fifth time, shit, where did the sound come from?"

rumbling~
Another blast of thunder.

Yan Jing no longer hesitated, grabbed the shirt and plastic raincoat hanging at the door, and walked out of the crew room.

Walk quickly along the iron ladder to the control room on the deck, and see a middle-aged man in a floral shirt holding the rudder.

The glass on the front of the cabin was drenched by rain, and with the help of high-power searchlights, the crew could barely see the cargo on the deck.

Surrounding the fishing boat are endless turbulent waves, and there will often be waves hitting the hull, and the sea water will splash down like a curtain.

"Old Du, what's going on outside?"

Yan Jing was wearing a raincoat and asked in a deep voice.

"It seems that something unclean was caught. Everyone is at the boom at the stern. Go and have a look."

Controlling the hull in the storm occupied all the attention of the middle-aged man, and he shouted without looking back.

Unclean things?
Yan Jing glanced at the other party in confusion, seeing that he had no intention of explaining, she had no choice but to turn around and open the hatch.

The oncoming wind and rain and the waves rushing over the side of the ship pulled him into another world in an instant.

Pressing the hood of his raincoat, Yan Jing showed no panic on his face.

It has been six years since he went to sea, and he has seen too many storms.

Go straight to the position where the boom is located along the side of the ship, and look at the crowd at the stern by the light.

"Brother Yan is here!"

Someone noticed Yan Jing's arrival and immediately yelled.

The crowd immediately gave way to a passage.

Although only 24 years old, Yan Jing is already the chief mate of this fishing boat with her excellent sea skills.

"Ah Jing, come and have a look."

Standing in the crowd was an old man with gray temples but a rather muscular physique, and he greeted loudly.

Zheng Sanshan, the owner of this ship.

Because he is the third eldest in the family, those of the same generation are called the third elder brother, and those of the younger generation are the third uncle.

Walking a few steps forward, Yan Jing looked at the net bag that had just been dragged up from the stern of the boat, where all kinds of seafood were piled up together.
The moment the line of sight passed somewhere, it suddenly froze.

I saw a corpse mixed among the fish and shrimp. It was still covered with a set of tattered armor covered with seaweed. Rotting corpses of flesh and blood!
Judging from his face, he should be from the Wa country, and the Tsukidai hair style on the top of his head is easy to identify.

Probably because of the prolonged immersion in water, the corpse was already swollen and densely covered with spots, making it particularly disgusting to look at.

"Caught it in the net just now, it's a fucking hell."

Zheng Sanshan's expression was dignified, those of them who lived and ate at sea were more or less superstitious, like worshiping before going out to sea, burning incense to pray for good luck is an old custom.

Now that such a corpse is suddenly picked up, anyone would be terrified.

You must know that no matter what kind of corpse, after being buried in the sea for so long, it should have been eaten up by various creatures long ago. It is rare to have a skeleton left. How could it be like this?
Everyone was unsure whether to throw it back directly, or do something else first.

Yan Jing knew why third uncle called her out.

He had to find a way to stabilize the minds of the crew, after all, he had to continue fishing tomorrow.

"This sea area is not far from the Wa country. Maybe a ship sank decades ago. This body is probably buried on the bottom of the sea, because today the strong wind and waves were swept out again."

I wanted to find a reason to explain a few words, but halfway through the conversation, seeing the faces of the people next to me were not quite right, Yan Jing glanced at the captain, suddenly raised his tone,
"Fuck, it's just a little devil anyway. Are we afraid? Let alone such a corpse, even if it comes out alive, I can kill him alive. My old man has fought in wars and told me since he was a child that everything he encounters The only one who can be cowardly is the little devil, whoever coaxes the other bastard!"

After speaking, Yan Jing touched a pair of gloves from the side, turned around and directly grabbed the armor, and threw the corpse out of the stern.

[Detected that there is a 'Japanese drowned corpse' nearby]

[The torch has been lit, the Ember Apostle's strength rating.'鶸']

[Regular event 'Ghost-faced Fish' has been activated]

[This event is a novice event, no failure penalty]

【Mission Objective: Survive until dawn】

[Rewards are issued based on settlement scores]

The voice that suddenly appeared in his mind made Yan Jing froze. Fortunately, the light was dim, and the people around did not notice.

"Damn it, Brother Yan is right, what do we bloody guys look like after being frightened by the corpse of a little devil?"

Seeing Yan Jing set an example, some members of the crew immediately echoed, and the corpse had already been thrown away, and the original dignified atmosphere immediately improved.

"Everyone goes back to their respective posts, and they will return to the voyage tomorrow afternoon. Then I will be the host, and Fenglai Hotel will have a good time!"

Zheng Sanshan knew the time had come, and stood up decisively to boost morale.

In a burst of cheers, the order on the ship returned to normal.

"Ah Jing, it's unlucky to throw this thing away."

When the crowd dispersed, Zheng Sanshan stepped forward, looked at Yan Jing's gloves and said,

"Ah."

After taking off the gloves and throwing it into the sea, Yan Jing's expression did not relax, and he said in a muffled voice,

"Third Uncle, I don't think the situation is right. When I threw the corpse just now, everyone should be careful. I suggest sending two people to patrol the boat. I'll finish it here."

"It makes sense, I'll go and tell them."

Tonight's matter is really evil, Zheng Sanshan went to the bow deck in response.

Yan Jing, who was left alone at the stern, saw that everyone was leaving, so she gritted her teeth and growled,

"Who are you and why are you talking in my ear, get out!"

Manic wind and rain criss-crossed Yan Jing's side, and no one responded to his questioning.

From the day of this trip to sea.

Every day, Yan Jing would hear strange whispers ringing in her ears.

Whether he was awake or asleep, the voice could reach his mind, but he couldn't hear it clearly when he wanted to search for it.

However, after touching the corpse just now, these unknown voices suddenly became clear.

Yan Jing really wanted to regard these voices as hallucinations after staying at sea for a long time.

It's just that when he started to clean up the scattered seafood on the poop deck, he still couldn't help thinking about these words that were almost hints.

He also played online games when he was on shore and knew the meaning of the incident.

Japanese drowned.

Literally, it seems to be the corpse that was picked up just now.

But what is the "torch" mentioned later, and what is the "ghost-faced fish"?
Sweeping the fish and shrimp into the fish tank with a tool, thinking about it, Yan Jing's movements are not slow.

After a while, the net bags on the boat were also closed by Yan Jing.

Wiping the rainwater off his face, he stretched his waist to relieve his sore back.

tom~tom~
Just as Yan Jing was about to return to the cabin, two muffled sounds suddenly came from the stern of the ship.

Yan Jing, who had been on the ship for seven or eight years, was very familiar with this voice.

The propeller stalled!
Sure enough, the fishing boat that was still moving steadily in the turbulent wind and waves gradually stagnated. Zheng Sanshan, who had just left, noticed the problem and returned to the stern. When he learned that there was a problem with the propeller, he raised his hand to cover his forehead and lamented.

In normal times, the failure of the propeller is not a big trouble. It is either entangled in fishing nets or other sundries in the sea. It can be solved quickly by finding two people to go down with knives.

But at this time, the waves are so big that they can turn over the side of the boat, and if they don't get it right, there will be big problems.

"Forget it, let it be bad, wait for the storm to pass and then figure out a solution. Fuck, this is such a fucking shit."

Zheng Sanshan shook his head helplessly, and wanted to comfort himself with a few words, but the words turned into foul language.

No one knows when the storm will end.

If the rainstorm lasts as long as it stops here, and nothing else, the seafood in the fish cabin will definitely have problems.

Not to mention that according to the plan, there should be another fishing operation tomorrow.

Once back and forth, the loss is huge!

"Third uncle, why don't you check the situation first, if it's just getting entangled with something, it's easy to solve, at worst, I'll go down."

Yan Jing took a step forward and said in a deep voice.

To be the chief mate at this age, he is naturally capable.

"You're right. Seventh, bring the lantern!"

Zheng Sanshan turned around and roared, and not long after, a tall, thin man ran over with a strong searchlight in his hand.

Yan Jing didn't talk nonsense, just jumped onto the stern of the ship, climbed a few steps down by the external steel ladder, and then grabbed the gangway with one arm, leaning outward like a monkey, with the other hand holding a searchlight, aiming at the bottom of the stern The position of the propeller.

The bright light beam fell, and amidst the ups and downs of the wind and waves, Yan Jing soon saw a dark green object floating on the sea surface at the stern, looking at something like a fishing net or seaweed, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and shouted,

"Third Uncle, I'm entangled with something, I can solve it!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Jing didn't intend to stay outside any longer, and stood up to go up, but just as he was moving, his eyes followed the searchlight beams and inadvertently swept across the sea not far to the right.

His sight suddenly froze.

Among the undulating waves, a hideous man full of tumors was facing him, and his fist-sized strange gray pupils were emitting dark green fluorescent light, which was particularly eye-catching in the wind and rain.

Not to mention the huge black shadow looming under the sea. Ghost-faced fish!
A chill shot up from his spine.

Yan Jing turned her head and quickly climbed up.

As soon as I got back to the stern of the ship to remind my third uncle, I heard a few exclamations from the bow deck!
(End of this chapter)