If you look carefully, you can see that the end of the withered hand is under a mass of sarcoma.
The most disgusting thing is that there is a small human face vaguely growing on the sarcoma.
That face was sucked tightly onto the back of Aning's head through some unknown mechanism.
"This is Renmen Zhen... When did this thing run into her?"
Hu Ming frowned slightly and couldn't think of a reason for a while.
Shaking his head, he gave up thinking.
Whether An Ning fell into the sea or was thrown on the deck by Hu Ming, he might have been possessed by the human face Zhen.
"Ship boss, bring some cow hair."
Holding down the unyielding An Ning with one hand, Hu Ming calmly said to the boss of the ship.
Fishermen in offshore areas have seen a lot of strange ghosts and ghosts in the sea.
I have seen or heard of ghosts such as Renmen Zhen, which are formed by the gathering of resentment.
Over time, they knew how to deal with this kind of thing.
Every time you go to sea, these little things to deal with the dirty things in the sea are absolutely indispensable.
He took the cow hair from the boat boss's hand and sprinkled it carefully on the little face of the man.
In an instant, the little face suddenly screamed and twisted.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Hu Ming took out a paratrooper knife and accurately and quickly inserted it between the sarcoma-shaped face and Aning's scalp.
With a slight flick of the wrist, the whole withered hand was lifted off.
The thing fell on the deck and twisted around, scaring the people next to it so much that they couldn't help but take a few steps back.
But that was all. Within a moment or three, the thing melted into a puddle of paste and flowed down the cracks on the deck.
At this time, Aning also suddenly woke up.
I have to admit that this woman's physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people.
"Mr. Hu Ming? This is..."
Aning looked blankly at Hu Ming who was standing close in front of him.
Her mind was still blank, and the last memory in her mind was of the roaring waves.
"It's just a small problem. Just go back and have a good sleep."
Hu Ming had no intention of communicating with this woman in depth for the time being, so he supported Aning with his backhand, turned around and left.
"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, this thing is very important to you, right?"
"Remember to put it away. Don't lose it easily in the future. This thing is considered a little treasure. Not everyone is like me who can only find a fortune."
Suddenly, Hu Ming threw a small object to Aning without knowing how to do it.
Aning was stunned and reached out to catch it. He stretched out his palm and his expression suddenly changed.
In the palm of your hand, there is a ten copper coins!
It was a ten-year coin minted by the Anqing Copper Yuan Bureau in Anhui Province, and there was a vague inscription on it - Guangxu Yuanbao.
On Aning's wrist covered by clothes, six identical bracelets made of ten copper coins were quietly staying there.
The expression on his face was changing. Looking at Hu Ming's back, Aning's mind was up and down, and he subconsciously covered the bracelet.
This copper coin was very familiar to her. It was exactly the one she had lost in Prince Lu's palace before.
That time, they were attacked by blood corpses. After the death of their companions, they strangely mutated into new living corpses, and then hunted down their former companions.
And when she ran away in a hurry, she did lose one ten copper coins.
But the question is, how did Hu Ming know that this thing belonged to her?
unless...…
Aning remembered something. When she was chased by a living corpse and had no way out of heaven or earth, the living corpse suddenly disappeared.
"It must have been you at that time, Mr. Hu Ming?"
Lowering his head, Aning asked softly.
"Who knows..."
...
By the time this series of twists and turns stopped, it was already early in the morning the next day.
After a tiring day, everyone sat together in the cabin.
Everyone looked longingly at the fish head pot with the enticing aroma floating in front of them.
Xisha is rich in mackerel, finfish and grouper, and is rich in aquatic products.
Some people have even said that half of the sea in Xisha is water and half is fish.
Fatty Wang was such a fool that he took two large mackerels from the boat boss's fishing box and cooked them for stew.
Of course, Aning's men ate in other places consciously and did not crowd with Hu Ming and others.
Only Aning, Zhang Tuzi, and Hu Ming, who had shamelessly gathered around, could not help but swallow their saliva in front of the fish head pot.
This thing is extremely powerful, and after smelling the aroma, several people who had been working on it for a whole day could no longer bear it. As soon as the pot was opened, they rushed to eat it with chopsticks.
Even the eldest lady Yin Nanfeng loses a bit of elegance when eating.
"...Not to mention, these purely natural fish are stewed in the simplest way, and they are even more fragrant than the dishes at my Crescent Restaurant!"
Xingfu swallowed a mouthful of hot fish, and Yin Nanfeng couldn't help but admire it.
"Crescent Hotel?"
"Hiss~ Turtle, is your Crescent Hotel so bad? Is this enough?"
The fat man was stunned, stopped chewing, and looked at Yin Nanfeng in feigned surprise.
Hu Ming laughed and said: "Little Fatty, my Crescent Restaurant is just like that. The food in it is old-fashioned. Does it taste? It's just so-so. It's not as good as the hot-boiled mutton I used to eat with your father and Uncle Hu!"
Yin Nanfeng couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he heard his uncle and nephew's teasing, but rarely answered, but the chopsticks in his hands were a little faster!
Accompanied by the coconut wine brewed by the boat boss, everyone was extremely satisfied with this meal.
After eating and drinking, everyone briefly discussed the matter of exploring the undersea tomb.
Then, under the influence of alcohol, they all returned to their rooms and fell asleep.
