The thin monkey-like sailor was unwilling to give up and was about to continue talking, but he was hit hard on his shoulder.

The sailor looked angry and turned around and was about to scold him, but he saw that the sailor was staring at him coldly.

The muscles on the sailor's face shook slightly, showing obvious fear, and he smiled dryly and gave up his position.

Then the next sailor immediately sat down to fill his seat and told another story that was widely circulated at sea.

This is about the Tentacle Sea Monster. Lin Yu listened quietly. After he finished speaking, he took a silver coin and stood up honestly.

In the next few hours, Lin Yu almost heard all the legends and stories from the sea.

After screening out a large amount of useless information, Lin Yu obtained one of the few precious information.

The first one is the fishman in the mouth of the sailor. Lin Yu is 80% sure that this fishman should be a real extraordinary species.

Then the second one is what an old sailor said about the deep sea family.

After listening to the old sailor's description, Lin Yu guessed that the deep-sea clan he mentioned was just a general term.

Because in the mouth of the old sailors, the deep-sea clan is not only huge, with octopus and bat characteristics, green and blue monsters with countless tentacles on the top of his head, but also various strange forms of bodies composed of unknown starfish, corals and other marine creatures.

Lin Yu looked at the sailors who were still thinking hard, and expected that they could not make up more stories, so he picked up most of the empty wallet and chuckled, "Thank you for your narrative."

After saying that, Lin Yu turned around and returned to the room, and the wailing sounds of sailors came from behind him.

Ignoring these things, Lin Yu recorded the two biological information that the sailor and the old sailor had previously told in his notebook as soon as he returned to the room.

Then reopened a page, and Lin Yu drew out the imagined image of the fishman based on the description of the sailor.

Looking at the portrait in his hand, Lin Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Compared with the monster, this thing... is more like the relative of some evil god."

Then he put down his notebook and Lin Yu took out something from his suitcase.

This is an old-fashioned lantern with a half-burned light yellow candle in the lamp holder.

When he took it out of the suitcase, the candle was still lit, or when Lin Yu found it in the cabinet in the study, it was also burning.

Lin Yu could obviously feel extraordinary fluctuations on the lantern. This may be the reason why the candles kept burning but couldn't burn them all.

After studying the function of the lantern again, Lin Yu put the lantern on the table, covered it with a black cloth, then lay on the bed, counting the sheep and falling asleep.

In the following week, Lin Yu did not come out to listen to the stories at night, which disappointed the sailors.

The days on the boat returned to the past. When the night was resting, the sailors were drinking and chatting in groups of three or five to pass the time.

However, tonight seems a bit unusual.

The moon is covered by dark clouds, and according to previous navigation rules, lights are not allowed to be lighted on the boat at night.

Without moonlight, the sailors were unable to see each other's fingers on the deck, and the sailors lost their usual interest and went back to the cabin to sleep early.

There were only a dozen sailors working on the entire ship, and the first mate took over the captain's position and took the helm in the cab.

Because it was driving at night, the first mate drove very slowly.

The dozen sailors who had finished a stage of work, except for one who was responsible for observing the weather changes, all found a place on the deck to sit down and rest.

At this time, a sailor suddenly became anxious to pee and hurriedly got up and ran to the back of the boat.

They don’t have that much attention and they pee directly towards the sea.

The other sailors didn't care, after all, this was a very common thing.

But after a long time, the other sailors did not see the man who solved the physiological problems back. Someone immediately joked and said half seriously: "He won't fall into the sea, right?"

The steamboat rumbling when it was sailing. Even if the course was slow at this moment, the noise was still quite large. If this person really fell into the water, the sound of falling into the water might not be heard by them.

The sailor was on duty on the day shift. He had already entered the cabin and slept for a long time, but among the more than a dozen sailors present, one of them was a senior duty sailor.

In layman's terms, when a sailor's position is long or above is not present, he is the head of the sailor.

The senior sailor on duty was a big man with a beard. He frowned slightly when he heard this, and immediately got up, kicked the thighs of the two sailors beside him, and said in a deep voice: "Go and have a look with me."

The two sailors who were called did not complain and stood up decisively and followed the bearded man toward the deck behind.

There was danger at sea, and these sailors carried scimitars with them.

A weapon that is shorter in length, thicker in blades, and has handguards, which can both chop and slash and push and stab.

Because on a narrow boat, the scimitar is more flexible than other weapons, the curved design of the blade and grip adds durability and grip, and it can be used directly by novices.

And when not fighting, it can also be used as a tool to chop wood and shrubs, so the scimitar has become the favorite weapon of sea sailors, no doubt about it.

"Tom...Tom..."

The bearded man and two other sailors slowly walked towards the deck behind the ship, shouting in a low voice of his companion's name, but without any response.

The bearded man's face became ugly.

In the quiet environment, their shouts were loud enough that there was no response, which means that Tom must have had an accident.

And in the chaotic sea, anything could happen. The bearded man decisively pulled out the scimitar from his waist and stood in front of him.

Seeing this, the other two sailors drew their scimitars one after another.

The three of them stood in a triangle, facing one side, and slowly searched along the side of the ship in the darkness.

"Hank, Tom must have fallen into the sea, right?"

In the midst of silence, a sound suddenly sounded behind him, causing the bearded man to tremble with another sailor, and immediately turned his head and looked behind him.

But I saw the sailor walking at the end smiling at them dryly, and it was obvious that he was the one who just spoke.

The bearded man stared at his eyes widened and immediately cursed in a low voice: "Shut up."

The scolded sailor lowered his head angrily.

The bearded man took a deep breath and was about to turn his head to continue searching forward, but suddenly his shoulder was pulled hard, almost causing him to fall.

The bearded man growled angrily: "What are you doing?"

"Hank, there seems to be someone over there."

The sailor beside him swallowed, pointed his hand not far ahead, and a black shadow on the side of the ship said tremblingly.

The bearded man was shocked and quickly looked at him, pointing in front of the scimitar.

"Tom, is it you, Tom?"

Just as the bearded men and three were extremely nervous, there was an intermittent sound from the black shadow.
Chapter completed!