Chapter 120: Tail Ship 38
This is a dark room.
The window reflected a thorny black shadow, which sometimes transformed into a tall and thin ghost, sticking to the glass and peeping into the room. Outside, there were bursts of crying, mixed with the smell of a violent storm, making the atmosphere in the room even more stagnant.
There was a figure sitting in the corner, not moving at all.
It was a long time before Jiang Yuelu heard him sigh.
“Snap.”
Hearing the noise at the door, he looked up and saw a familiar little white dog standing at the door. It was his daughter's favorite pet.
After arriving at the ghost cave, all the living things on the boat could not stand the dirty and damp ghost air and died one after another. There was not even a living fish here. He originally wanted to send the puppy away, but for some reason, it miraculously survived.
Thinking of this, Will smiled bitterly.
This is also one of the few miracles in their lives today.
"Wishful. Come here." Will shouted twice.
Normally, the puppy was not very close to him, but at this time Will wanted to have a living creature to accompany him, so he greeted the puppy patiently.
In this regard, Jiang Yuelu could only sigh helplessly.
How...how come it's still a dog!
Does this stroller have any obsession with dogs?
It can be turned into a jar or a bottle, or salt or pepper?
——If Tong Mian, a top student, was here, he would definitely sneer at Jiang Yuelu's illiterate speech: Soul transfer can only happen between living things. Jars and bottles are dead things. If you are turned around, can you still be alive? This dog is probably the only living thing besides humans in the great ghost den.
Jiang Yuelu swung her tail and walked to Will's feet.
I let the other person touch me twice uncomfortably, and I felt goosebumps all over my body - if dogs had goosebumps.
Fortunately, Will soon started talking to himself, "Fortunately, it's you who came, so I don't have to pretend to be confident." Will sighed again.
Jiang Yuelu understood a little.
Will has been captured by the demons at this time, but as the head of the family, he has the responsibility and obligation to protect his family. In order not to worry his wife and children, he must be under great pressure.
"That man, no, that ghost. He said he was the Lord of Ghost City." Will whispered, the ghost's huge body and ugly face emerged in his mind. He trembled unconsciously, "It wants our people to sacrifice the ship. It wants..."
Jiang Yuelu looked at the trembling Will and decided to show her friendliness by rubbing the back of his hand.
The strange warmth brought Will back to his senses. He slowly calmed down, lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "How could I let my blood relatives take risks? I built that ship, and I should bear this fate." At this point, he couldn't help but shiver again.
The fear is engraved in my bones and has invaded my lungs.
His mental state was extremely tense and he would go into breakdown phases from time to time.
The rationality that had just been calmed down was shattered again, and Will's hands began to tremble again.
"How could I, how could I build a ship like that... A ship like that cannot possibly exist in the world... A ship like that..." Will repeated desperately, covering his face as if out of control. "That's a monster, a man-eating monster! The ship I built will eat people, the ship will eat people!"
"Eating people?" Jiang Yuelu suddenly understood something.
He lowered his voice and asked, "Who to eat?"
Will covered his face, motionless. After a long time, his hoarse voice came from under his palm, "My brother, my daughter, my son..."
After saying this, Will felt strangely relieved.
Isn't the thing he fears most the loss of his loved ones?
Ever since the Lord Du hinted at this, his heart has been hanging in the air. The possibility of being separated from them has been raised to the highest level. He has become an uncontrollable and unprotectable father and brother... But now, he is sure.
He would not lose his brother and his child.
Jiang Yuelu saw the man miraculously recover his spirit. He raised his head and made up his mind to the air, "As long as they are from our clan, they can be sacrificed."
"Then I can do that, too."
Will turned his head and looked at the little white dog that had been silently accompanying him. The deer-like clear eyes made him suddenly realize that this was not a dog.
Soon he felt that his thoughts were ridiculous and touched Yuanyuan's head, "You know, you actually have a younger brother."
These words made Jiang Yuelu's heart freeze.
But he soon realized that Will was not talking about him.
"It was a black and white puppy, as cute as you, but it was very weak and died soon." Will recalled: "Rongrong was very sad at the time. She was just like her mother, she is very soft-hearted."
"She didn't eat and had trouble sleeping at night. After I finished the sketch, I went to her room and found her sitting on the bed in a daze."
He is not a good storyteller, but sincerity is the best atmosphere maker.
Jiang Yuelu seemed to have returned to the past, back to Rongrong's room.
He saw a little girl sitting on her bed, grieving for her recently dead puppy. Her age and intelligence made it difficult for her to comprehend the loss.
After a long time, she raised her clear eyes, looked at her father who was sitting beside her, and said to him, "Dad, you must not die in the future."
…
"My family is very soft-hearted. They will never accept that I would die like this. So, I have to think of a way." Will muttered for a while, his shoulders slumping.
"Yes, you are right."
“I should do this.”
Jiang Yuelu was horrified. Who was he talking to and who was he answering to?
He turned his head and saw only empty air.
…
Jiang Yuelu fell from the gap again. He cursed the stroller inwardly, raised his palm, and found that it was indeed a dog's paw, but it was not as chubby as before.
It seems his owner has been neglecting him lately.
Jiang Yuelu frowned, feeling something was not right.
Rongrong has always taken good care of this little pet, especially after entering the ghost cave, she cherishes this tenacious "living thing" even more. Why did it become thinner due to hunger?
"Bang!"
A loud noise brought him back to his senses. He looked towards where the sound came from. There were broken glass pieces scattered on the floor, a cruel scene of separation.
A nearly frozen figure sat on the sofa. She was Rongrong's mother, Ji Hongcha and Qin Xue's companion, the only living person left in Xue Village, and a believer in the tree god... In an instant, countless identities flashed through Jiang Yuelu's mind.
The woman's face was extremely pale, and her taut jawline seemed to show that she was trying her best to control herself. After a long time, she squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth, "Will, are you saying these words to break up with me?"
Will?
Only then did Jiang Yuelu realize that there was another person in the room.
But his figure was completely hidden in the darkness, almost blending into the shadow. He only moved when he heard his wife's question.
Silence is heavier than the shadow of the evil spirit outside the window.
Jiang Yuelu even felt that the stagnant and windless Dead Sea outside was pressing down on Will's shoulders. Compared with the last time, he looked much older and colder. He was like a piece of stone that had made up its mind.
Hearing her husband's silence, the woman's heart sank to the bottom.
She chuckled: "I originally thought you were different, but it seems I was wrong. But I... don't hate you. Since I left Xuecun, I knew that people in this world will be separated sooner or later." Even a huge belief will abandon them one day.
What about people?
"So I don't hate you... I—"
Will interrupted her and said coldly: "You dare to mention Xuecun. If it weren't for you, would we be caught here? If I had known that you had such a piece of wood with you, I would not have brought you out in the first place."
"Do you think now that falling in love with me was a mistake?" The woman was heartbroken. She raised her head with a sad smile on her face.
Just as they were in a stalemate, the door was slowly pushed open.
A timid voice came in, "Dad, Mom, I can't sleep."
“Can you tell me a story?”
Seeing her daughter coming in, the woman quickly turned around, wiped the tears from her cheeks, and said with a forced smile: "Rongrong, go find your brother. Mom can't get away now."
"My brother is out."
Rongrong's eyes were dim. Even if her brother was here, he would not tell her stories.
My brother has changed, and so have my parents.
She mustered up her courage and said, "My birthday is coming soon. Have you decided what gift to give me? I want to eat cake and open presents like I did last year..."
Will said coldly: "Can it be the same as last year? You are so old now, be more sensible!"
After being scolded by her father, she timidly agreed. The woman felt even more heartbroken. The anger that had not yet emerged suddenly filled her chest. "If you are not happy with me, then you are not happy with me. Why are you taking it out on the children? They don't dare to get close to you recently. Haven't you noticed? They are afraid that you will suddenly go crazy!"
Will growled, "Then stay away from me!"
"Do you think I don't want to? Do you think I want to stay here? If not for..."
…
The little girl opened her mouth and stood there at a loss.
The sound of her parents' quarrel was like a dull knife slowly cutting her young heart and lungs, and a strange bitterness came over her, making her want to cry. In the past, her parents would comfort her when she cried, but now they were arguing with red faces and ears, wanting to kill each other, and they could not see their daughter's tears falling to the ground.
A warmth pressed against her calves.
She looked at him with tearful eyes, "Wish?"
Maybe it was the puppy that gave her strength. She mustered up her courage again and walked over, "Dad, Mom..."
"I've already told you to stop going crazy! Okay? Is it that hard to leave me alone for a while?"
"Will, why on earth have you become like this!"
"I don't want to say it. I don't want to say it, okay?!"
"Go away!"
The man waved his hands in frustration.
"Bang!"
The girl flew out like a sandbag and hit the wall hard.
Blood oozed from the edges of the glass shards. The woman screamed, rushed over and picked up her daughter, nervously checking the wound on her forehead, "Rongrong, Rongrong?"
"Mom..." The little girl opened her eyes with difficulty.
Jiang Yuelu saw Will was like a statue. He walked with heavy steps behind the mother and daughter, moving his lips as if he wanted to say something. His wife turned around and hugged the child tightly. Her eyes were filled with hatred instead of love. She announced coldly: "You are crazy. You are crazy."
After saying that, like a gust of wind that could not be stopped, she rushed out of the door holding the child and slammed the door shut.
"Bang!"
Will fell to the ground.
…
Midnight.
Jiang Yuelu was sleeping on the edge of Rongrong's bed when he heard some noise coming from the door.
He raised his head and looked at the girl with her eyes closed. Her forehead had been carefully bandaged, but her mental state was not very good.
Perhaps it was her father's attitude that was more difficult for her to accept than her wounds. She had just fallen asleep after her mother had coaxed her to sleep for a long time.
Looking at the door that creaked open, Jiang Yuelu wondered if Rongrong's mother was worried and came back again.
But his intuition told him that the person coming was not her.
A gust of wind blew over, but thanks to her thick fur, Jiang Yuelu didn't feel that cold. The visitor stood at the door and hesitated for a while, but finally didn't come in.
The empty door seemed like a boundary separating light and shadow, with his daughter on one side and him on the other. The pale moonlight slowly moved past, revealing Will's old and decayed face.
The cold expression during the day disappeared, and his eyes were filled with regret, worry, and deep pain.
And endless love, reluctance and determination.
"……Feel sorry."
Finally, he left these words at the door and left without looking back.
"It seems that Will has not really changed. He just pretended to be different after he was sure of his self-sacrifice." Jiang Yuelu guessed in his heart, "He was afraid that his family would be sad, so he kept them away from him. When his wife and children's filters were broken and they left in despair, his death would not cause any ripples..."
"Yeah. I can understand his feelings."
The sound of the baby carriage appeared again. As the master of the illusion, it could come and go freely like a ghost. At this moment, it also approached Jiang Yuelu like a ghost and asked in a low voice: "What about you? Will you make the same choice when your family is threatened?"
This is a roundabout way to find out my background.
Jiang Yuelu thought, I'm afraid you are not asking about my family, but Xia Yi.
He didn't care and quickly replied, "No."
"Oh?" Baby Stroller was extremely surprised. "I'm surprised. As far as I know, you agreed to come to Ghost City just to find your brothers and sisters, right?"
"I hate acting on my own without consulting my family." Jiang Yuelu smiled.
"What is this? Self-admiration? Heroism?"
"How do you know your family won't understand you? And how do you know if they are just playing along with you? You have to talk about everything, discuss it together, and no one is a worm in your stomach."
Jiang Yuelu glanced at Rongrong, who was still frowning in her sleep, and said, "No one is obliged to bear your self-willed decision. She might want to accompany you, even if you are going to die. But because you made the decision without saying a word, she may have to..."
That's the end of the story.
He suddenly remembered that the girl was dead and what he saw was a fabricated illusion.
In order to avoid the howling mass of meat occupying his mind again, Jiang Yuelu quickly closed his mouth and ended the topic.
The baby carriage couldn't help but applaud. "Excellent, excellent speech. Only you humans can appreciate and understand each other. But I don't understand a word you say."
"But you did guess one thing right."
"What?"
The baby carriage chuckled, "Why are you in such a hurry? You'll know once you read on."
…
The scene changed and it was daytime again.
Rongrong leaned against the window, staring at the Dead Sea outside in a daze. Judging from the wound on her forehead, it had not been long since the incident.
The empty rooms and packed suitcases also showed this.
The daughter's wound shattered the mother's last fantasy. Did she finally decide to leave? Jiang Yuelu guessed secretly. At this time, Rongrong suddenly spoke.
"Are you here?"
The window is empty, there is no one and no wind.
Who is she talking to?
Jiang Yuelu walked slowly to her owner's feet on all fours and rubbed her calves, only to find that she was staring intently at the air in front of her, as if there really was a person there.
"Well, you are right."
"Is this the change you're talking about?"
She had a conversation with the air, and the scene was creepy.
Thinking about leaving soon, the girl became depressed. "Mom said that we will be away for a long time and will not come back until Dad repairs the boat. But I know she is not telling the truth."
"They thought I didn't know that Mom had been crying recently, but she smiled when she saw me, saying she was very happy and asked me not to be afraid. My brother was the same. He was also worried, leaving home early and coming back late to help Mom and Dad. And Dad..."
The girl pressed the wound on her forehead and her eyes turned slightly red.
"He seems to be in more pain than me, why?"
There was no conversation for a long time.
Jiang Yuelu quietly turned behind Rongrong, trying to see what she was talking to. At this moment, Rongrong suddenly clenched her fists and sat up straight.
"You said last time that there was a way to make our family as happy as before, as happy as when I celebrated my birthday. Is that true?"
She soon got an answer, breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly sat back.
But Jiang Yuelu still couldn't see anything special about that mass of air. Just as she was about to look away, the dark clouds that had covered the sky for a long time suddenly opened up a little. A few points of light leaked out and fell on the window, refracting bright and gorgeous golden threads that almost dazzled Jiang Yuelu's eyes.
Such extravagant decorations are unforgettable once seen.
It's him.
Golden mush!
He hid his body and stayed beside Rongrong... How long had it been?
Judging from Rongrong's appearance, she seems to trust him very much, and it may have been a long time... Maybe he has been lying in ambush here since the last birthday aroused his interest. But Jiang Yuelu didn't understand what Jin Muxi wanted to do. Was he aiming for the position of the capital lord, or the tail ship?
No matter what it was, it would not be a good thing for Rongrong's family. Jiang Yuelu wanted to stop her and persuade her not to agree to the other party's request easily, but this was just an illusion.
And he is just a puppy.
I could only watch my little master take a deep breath.
"Okay. I promise."
After saying this, the girl awkwardly prostrated herself on the ground, showing a pious attitude of absolute submission. Four blood lines spread along the four corners of the room, converging into a point with the girl as the center. At the end of the blood lines were four black chickens that had long been bled to death. The animals had white eyes and stiff bodies, which did not look like a good omen.
Even though it was an illusion, he could feel the temperature dropping immediately.
It's frighteningly cold.
This weak and naive girl had made a deal with no one knew what kind of dead fetus. Judging from the arrangement of dead chickens in the room, I was afraid that Jin Muxi had already intentionally guided her to make a decision.
There was a bright red light in the room!
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