The one who died was Feng Zhang, the chief manager of the seven counties of Liangzhou. He was the leading master of the ship this time. He had thirteen shops, cargo stations, and inns under his rule. He was one of the three managers of Sishui in the western part of the business.

Feng Zhang was lying motionless on the deck, his whole body was wet. According to the boss of the ship, Feng Zhang fell into the sea. Tonight, Feng Zhang drank a lot among the officials. When he came down, he was shaking. The boss of the ship went over to help him, but he didn't expect that he would end up in the end.

Li Mo checked Feng Zhang's body, but found no abnormalities, and there were no traces of external injuries. He asked the ship boss about the process of discovering Feng Zhang's body. The person who found the body was also a manager named Zhao Bing. Although these managers did not dare to drink too much in the evening, they were still a little drunk, and they were anxious to urinate and didn't care about going to the toilet. They stood on the edge of the deck and started to solve the problem.

Halfway through peeing, he heard the sound was wrong and looked at it. This glance almost made him fall head-on. He saw Feng Zhangpiao on the sea, and half of his peeing on him just now. At that moment, the manager hurriedly called the sailor to salvage the dead body.

Zhao Bing said that there was no flaw, but these managers died just after they got off the breath. Feng Zhang's luck was a little too bad. At that moment, Li Mo ordered the boss of the ship to send someone to wipe Feng Zhang's body and find a place to settle it alone. After arriving at the God of Wealth, he would wait for the two owners to deal with it.

At this moment, Gui Bugui walked down with a walk. After the old guy circled around the dead body, he looked at Feng Zhang's appearance that was not a Han Chinese in the Central Plains, and said to Li Mo with a smile: "This dead ghost is a Hun,"

"Yes, Feng Zhang's ancestors were the Huns nobles outside Yanmen Pass. They moved to Liangzhou during the reign of Emperor Guangwu," Li Mo glanced at Gui Bugui who walked beside him, and looked at the cold corpse on the deck and continued: "It was because Sun Dong's family was attracted by Feng Zhang's ability to eat among the Hu people in the Western Regions that he invited him to do business in Sishui. In recent years, Feng Zhang has been prosperous in Liangzhou. He is the biggest business in that area."

After Gui Bugui said "Oh" and stopped talking. He watched the sailor lift Feng Zhang's body to the bottom of the bilge. Then, Li Mo began to comfort the other officials on the ship. Although they were still in danger when they arrived at the God of Wealth Island, it would be better to let them feel at ease in the last few days.

These managers are all human beings. Although they agreed, they began to be a little wary in their hearts. They knew in their hearts that this trip to the God of Wealth Island was originally full of doubts. Now a big manager died when he said he died, which made them even more worried. They knew in their hearts that what he had done were wrong. At present, these managers began to deliberately or unintentionally distance themselves from the sailors on the boat and the men of Mo. Even if they went to the cottage, they would be together, for fear of being plotted against.

After dealing with Feng Zhang's affairs, Gui Bugui and Li Mo walked along the side of the boat towards the cabin on the upper deck. Halfway through, Gui Bugui in front suddenly smiled and walked slowly, while saying to Li Mo behind him without looking back: "Little baby, you are a little anxious, and you start to do something on the road,"

"It's not me..." Li Mo looked at the old guy's back and continued in a low voice: "These managers are indeed sent to the East to accept the punishment of the two bosses, but only the two bosses can decide their life and death. Before arriving at the God of Wealth, they were still managers of the Sishui. Whoever wants to be detrimental to them is to be enemies of the Sishui."

While talking, the two of them returned to the cabin on the upper floor, as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Xiao Rensan was already drunk and was sleeping soundly with his arms around the jar. Wu Mian seemed to have not seen them coming up, holding a blank letter of book in his hand. It seemed that he was hesitating whether he would write something on it. Only Bai Wuqiu came over to find out what happened below. After hearing that someone had fallen into the sea and drowned, Erlangzi frowned and said, "Why can't I think so hard? No one heard of so many people below. Just after eating, one of them died after farting. That person... It will take several days to get to that God of Wealth Island, but he can't stand the way of death like this."

The last sentence made Li Mo's face look a little ugly. After taking a deep breath, he said, "It's just an accident, there will be no more." After that, Li Mo ignored them and went back to his ear room to rest.

Li Mo also felt that Feng Zhang's death was too strange, but there was no abnormal scar on the body, so he could only think that he had accidentally drowned. Li Mo put a magic trick on Feng Zhang to relieve the degree of decay of his body, and waited to go to the God of Wealth Island and let the two bosses decide.

However, sometimes you will come whatever you are afraid of. Before dawn the next morning, Li Mo was awakened by a rapid knock on the door. When a bad premonition came, he saw the boss of the ship whose facial features were almost twisted together: "Go and have a look... It's dead again..."

Two people died this time. Zhao Bing, who found Feng Zhang's body last night, and a manager named Fang Zishen. Zhao Bing was already weak. After being frightened by Feng Zhang's body last night, he kept talking in a daze. When a companion got up in the middle of the night, he could hear Zhao Bing sitting on his bed and talking to himself. The man in the middle of the night asked, but Zhao Bing lay down without an answer.

The manager who got up at night thought Zhao Bing was really lying down and slept, so he didn't care at that time. Just now, the boss of the boat went over to call the managers to get up and wash. When he was having breakfast, he found that Zhao Bing, who was lying on the bed, had rolled his eyes. Zhao Bing didn't count, but he even scared the one next to him, Fang Zishi, to death.

Fang Zijin is the fattest one among these people. He has been having a heartache in recent years. After seeing Zhao Bing who was sleeping next to him die, he covered his chest and fell to the ground and twitched. By the time Li Mo came down, Fang Zijin had already died. When he died, his face turned purple like a pig's liver.

One died last night, two more died this morning. The managers on the ship began to turn pale. After Li Mo checked the bodies, two representatives from them came to discuss with Li Mo. The big ship had just gone out to sea for a day. Now the managers on the ship were in panic. They wanted to ask Li Mo to turn the bow of the ship and return to the dock. After finding out the cause, it would not be too late to go to the God of Wealth Island. It would be less than three or five days apart.

"The ship has left the shore and there is no reason to go back," Li Mo glanced at the people who were talking about love, and he continued: "This is just an accident. Don't think too much. Manager Feng Zhang died of drowning. Zhao Bing and Fang Zishi had hidden illnesses before. Don't scare yourself, so nothing will happen."

After hesitating for a while, one of the two managers came over and whispered to Li Mo: "If you can't go back, then please call Feng, Zhao, and Fang. We will feel at ease when we know that the three of them were not killed by others."

"There is no soul to be summoned at the sea." Li Mo glanced at the manager named Qian Ming who was talking, and then explained: "There is no rootless soil on the sea, and the soul cannot be condensed. In this way, if you are still worried, from now on, I will eat and live with you. Can you feel at ease?"

The managers of Sishui all knew that Li Mo was born as a monk. Since he said that, there was nothing more to say to these people.

Although such a big thing happened, I still had to eat breakfast. At that moment, Li Mo ordered the boss of the ship to bring the prepared breakfast. However, the people in charge were panic at this time. Who could still eat breakfast?
Chapter completed!