Zheng He trembled because the food box did not contain normal rice at all, but was filled with sticky raw meat blood food that had not been cooked and was not even cleaned up. It was sticky and adhered to the plate, occasionally moving a little, and looked quite unpleasant.
Is this the food they sent to her?
"Do you people ... do you people usually eat this kind of thing?"
Zheng He furrowed his brow and let go of the food box.
Is this something a normal person could eat?
Guangxia's face was as pale as a ghost, sweat flowing down like a small river. He nodded, "Yes, the big sister can rest assured, this is all the best."
His eyes lacked sparkle, yet he forced himself to answer Zheng He's question. He lifted the food box and said, "All of these are freshly killed this morning."
It's probably too fresh.
Even sashimi isn't served like this.
Zheng He forced a smile and straightened her body. She glanced at Guang Xia, whose face was colorless, and felt that this brother's face was terrifyingly white. However, her own face must not be much better.
She quickly turned around and closed the door.
When she opened the door again, Zheng He was holding a half-peeled pomelo and said, "I don't want to eat this one today, I want to eat this one. Do you know?"
She pointed to the pomelo.
If the meat has issues, can the fruit possibly have any problems?
Zheng He looked at the little brother who was clearly scared, trying to shift her gaze away from the blood-stained food box and forcing a smile, showing a friendly demeanor.
'Snap——'
Guang Xia's food box fell to the ground in his hands, spilling its raw meat and blood onto the floor, emitting a foul smell.
Cold sweat rolled down Guang Xia's forehead, and he nodded with a pale face.
"Sweep this up and don't leave it in the cockpit."
[Dissociation Value +2]
[Current Dissociation Value: 69%]
Zheng He's face also paled. She closed the door, sealing off the whole Jiao Mu Jue outside.
Guang Xia was struck as if by lightning, standing still for a long time before he could regain his composure.
"Guang Xia!"
"You son of a turtle, don't give me the dead man's coot!"
A slap landed on Guang Xia's face, followed by several more, until his face was swollen. Only then did Guang Xia come to his senses from the daze.
The monkey poured cold water on Guang Xia's face. He grabbed Guang Xia's collar and asked, "What's going on?"
"A-"
Guang Xia's head exploded with a loud bang. He hugged his own hair and made a trembling, broken scream.
"Spiritual pollution! She is spiritual pollution!"
"She·······she wants to eat human heads!"
"Peeled human heads!"
In Guang Xia's eyes, Zheng He refused the roasted bread and meat paste soup Guang Xia offered her, instead bringing a half-peeled human head from the room. The face was covered in blood and the skin was torn off. Zheng He said cheerfully that she wanted to eat it.
The eyes of the human head were still hanging out!
This sentence had no context, but it made everyone in the room pale.
Guang Xia directly collapsed on the ground. He was shaking all over and incoherently saying, "She she she... she laughed at me... why did she laugh at me?"
"Is it because she has chosen me?"
"Will it be me next, isn't it!"
"No, no, it's not just me. She will eat us all!"
After being slapped a few more times and having a bowl of cold wine poured down his throat, Guang Xia gradually regained his senses.
He told them about his experience. While Zheng He bent down to pick up the food box, Guang Xia secretly looked into Zheng He's room.
The room was supposed to be like theirs, filled with the scent of wood. But now, Zheng He's room, the walls were covered with bloodstains and the floor was all bloody.
The moment the door opened, Guang Xia nearly fell back, nearly choked by the strong smell of blood that surged out from inside.
Especially the bed, which was almost swollen with blood, Guang Xia could still see the bloodstains on the bedding, slowly dripping down.
Drip——
Drip——
The monkey furrowed his brow and asked, "Where is the 'Xiao' character in the food box?"
"Did she touch it?"
Someone on the side had the courage to pick up the food box from the cockpit.
There were dozens of 'Xiao' character yellow charms stacked on top of each other in the bottom of the food box. Each one was written with red sandalwood ink, by a divine being, and was imbued with extraordinary magic power.
They burned the 'Xiao' character into ashes, mixed it with flour, and made buns with a symbol powder filling. They also used symbol powder to make a large bowl of batter. To lure this malevolent spirit, they added some bacon into it. The salty and savory flavor of the bacon masked the smell of the symbol powder.
To their surprise, the malevolent spirit wouldn't touch these human foods, and the 'Xiao' character under the food box was as lifeless as if it had been dead, showing no reaction at all.
What a bunch of trash from the secular sect! They just scam people, and they're useless.
Guang Xia huddled up, unable to continue. He clutched his body, his teeth chattering and clashing against each other. The only thing he kept repeating was, "She laughed at me...
"She laughed at me... "
The monkey's face turned from red to blue, and finally let go of Guang Xia.
"How to deal with it, Vengo?"
"Attack?"
Lao Wen sat motionless in his seat, looking very calm. Only he himself knew that his scalp had already gone numb on half of his head.
Unfazed by charms and unsuited to sandalwood, still able to laugh and say she wants to eat people, just how malevolent is this spirit?
He has been floating on the sea for most of his life, but he has never seen such a malevolent spirit.
Is it a spirit that has always been on the ship, or did it crawl out from the sea?
The brothers were all watching him. At this moment, Lao Wen couldn't show any signs of panic or despair. He sank his gaze and forced himself to remain calm.
"This thing might not be afraid of the 'Xiao' character."
He touched the faint 'Xiao' characters on his clothes, and analyzed calmly, "If this thing is a water spirit, it should have reacted after touching the food box. But since she didn't show any signs of reaction, she can't be a water spirit."
This conclusion was also guessed by the others in their minds.
They had been driving the Jiao Mu Jiao through the Forbidden Sea, and they had seen some of the world. They had once heard the songs of the remaining descendants of sea people under the moon, raced against ships full of ghosts in the Forbidden Sea, and even had a night of passion with a water spirit that lured people to bed and sucked their vitality.
Most of those things or spirits or demons were only human-faced, looking both sinister and attractive, but unable to speak clearly.
Completely different from this malevolent spirit that could communicate normally, ask for food, and even smile.
She looks ... too much like a person.
A crew member looked at the expressions of everyone, his throat bobbing up and down, hesitantly saying, "You guys think... could it be that 'Scourge' has attached itself to Big Sister's body?"
In the eyes of everyone, his speech slowed down, "After all, weren't we the ones who saw Big Sister's body thrown into the sea?"
"Big Sister... She... Her heart was taken out..."
Everyone looked at each other, and the scene fell into silence again.
No one contradicted this outlandish speculation.
Only Guang Xia was curled up on the ground, still muttering to himself, "She smiled at me... she smiled at me..."
"She laughed... "
Lao Wen's brow furrowed slightly as he stood up from his chair, his robust figure casting a large shadow in the room.
"I've never heard of a 'Scourge' attached to a human body, and still able to maintain their sanity and human shape."
"Whatever that thing is, it can't possibly be the one who······"
Lao Wen changed the name to a more familiar one, "Zheng He. Scaring people can scare them to death, don't scare yourselves to death."
"If she was a 'Scourge', she would have attacked us long ago. Don't you think that 'Scourge's won't let us stand here peacefully!"
Lao Wen's voice was hoarse, but his attitude was firm. "Whatever it is, we will wait another half an hour, until noon. Then we will wield our knives and slay the demon!"
The others also echoed in agreement, "Alright!"
Lao Wen took out a knife, stood up, and said, "Tear down the 'Xiao' character and replace it with other yellow charms. Let's all go out and soak up some sunlight, dispel the evil spirits on our bodies. Let's go!"
Several people got up and left, leaving Guang Xia, who was already somewhat mad, alone in the place.
Guang Xia was completely unaware of the changes around him. He was just holding himself tightly, huddled on the ground, repeatedly saying, "She smiled at me... she smiled at me..."
"Smiled... "
A pair of wet, swollen and puffy feet stepped in from the doorway one by one, stopping in front of Guang Xia.
Drip——
Drip——
Sticky liquid fell onto Guang Xia's arm. He trembled and lifted his head.
