The swaying evil spirit almost filled the entire cabin.

It is almost impossible to determine where the zombie is by using evil aura.

Traces of the battle were all over the place. The intersection where the Yin and Yang Eyes could see was exactly the same cabin, and there were countless pairs of inexplicable eyes looking at him. It seemed that there were countless dead souls hidden on this ship.

The number of dead souls is enough to cover up all the breath of zombies.

Cui Jun encountered such a difficult situation for the first time. Zombies with powerful combat capabilities, an extremely unfavorable environment, and it was still the dead of night.

It can be said that he does not take advantage of any of the three things: the right time, the right place, the right people, and the right people.

Now, the best way for him is to search one by one. Open every room and look for traces of zombies.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him.

If you miss tonight and wait until tomorrow, you don't know what will happen.

Looking left and right, Cui Jun didn't know which room to start with.

Look at the Bagua mirror, talismans and other objects that have been hung up. If he rashly tears them up, he will be regarded as an enemy.

After fighting zombies, do you want to fight other ghost hunters?

Just as Cui Jun was hesitating, there were quick footsteps again.

The light was dimly bright, and at this moment, an old man was walking slowly holding a lantern.

"What's going on? Didn't you say you were catching zombies? Have you caught them?"

The old man's stooped body slowly walked to Cui Jun.

The lantern almost stuck to Cui Jun's face, and he looked at Cui Jun with his cloudy old eyes.

Cui Jun said angrily: "Old man, you came at the right time. Earlier, you would have seen the flesh and blood flying everywhere."

The old man smiled and said: "Don't worry, zombies won't eat me. My old flesh is sour and my blood is thick, and zombies don't like to eat old meat either."

Slowly, the old man walked past Cui Jun.

Cui Jun kept looking at the old man, his pupils shrinking slightly.

Slowly, Cui Jun said: "Really? Then can I think that you and the zombies are in the same group?"

The old man stopped and the lantern in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. Suddenly the old man's neck stretched like a noodle, directly wrapping Cui Jun's whole body.

With fangs in his mouth, the old man bit Cui Jun's neck.

The sudden explosion left no one with time to react. The only thing Cui Jun could do was to activate his body of blood and energy.

The old man is like a zombie and wants to suck Cui Jun's blood.

Unfortunately, as soon as he touched Cui Jun's blood, he fell to the ground like a convulsion, and then his whole body twitched, and his long neck twisted around, as if he was about to be poisoned.

Cui Jun covered his wound, looked at the old man on the ground with a chuckle and said: "It turns out to be a windlass ghost, a monster with a long neck. I forgot to tell you that zombies don't dare to suck my blood. You still want to try, you are seeking death!"

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The old man pulled away and wanted to retreat, but Cui Jun threw the sword out with his backhand and nailed it to the ground.

The peach wood sword pierced through the chest, and the old man howled like a slaughtered pig.

Cui Jun walked towards him and said loudly: "You are here to save the zombie, right? Where is he? Where is he?"

Cui Jun stepped forward and held down the peach wood sword, and the lightning on the sword began to shine again.

The old man forcibly stabilized his ferocious face and said firmly to Cui Jun's face: "If you can't find it, when the moon is full, you will all die, all of you will die."

Cui Jun twitched the corners of his mouth, and suddenly whispered to the old man: "Zombie, is the owner of this boat, Master Yu, isn't he?"

The old man was startled for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed loudly and said: "Guess, take your time and guess. You can't find it, hahahaha."

The body instantly turned into black mist and dissipated, and Cui Jun directly opened the gate of the underworld and absorbed it.

"The number of recovered fierce ghosts is one, and the merit is increased by thirty. The current merit is sixty."

Another thirty points of merit, Cui Jun's heart moved slightly. With the ability of this long-necked ghost, he is not worth thirty points of merit. It can only mean that too many people died in his hands, so that his worth has increased.

Cui Jun turned around and wanted to continue searching for the whereabouts of the zombies, but at this moment he suddenly felt dizzy and his steps were shaky.

He reached out and touched his neck again, and sure enough, the blood that spilled out was a bit dark green.

This is not corpse poison, but a neurotoxin similar to some kind of snake venom. He really underestimated the ability of the long-necked ghost, which can poison him even with black blood.

With the world spinning in front of his eyes, Cui Jun immediately knew that he was afraid that he might not be able to bear it anymore, so he staggered a few steps and walked back quickly.

Cabin, where is his cabin door?

Cui Jun finally came to his cabin door with high steps and low steps. He knocked on the cabin door with his last strength, but he no longer had the strength to open it.

His vision suddenly went dark, and Cui Jun fell into the glutinous rice in front of the door.

Inside the cabin door, Miss Qian looked at the figure lying on the ground outside the door, struggling whether to open the cabin door.

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A gust of wind in the early morning caresses my dreams.

Opening your eyes slightly, the sunlight outside the window was a bit dazzling.

White clouds, waves, and birds singing.

As consciousness began to return, Cui Jun almost instinctively touched the booklet at his waist and the machine box behind him.

His body almost bounced off the bed, and then Cui Jun saw everything quiet around him.

His books, his clothes, and his organ box were all placed beside him intact.

The clothes on his body were replaced with new ones, and the wounds on his neck and shoulders were wrapped with bandages. Although they still hurt a little, they were no longer serious.

"It's dawn!"

Cui Jun looked out the window and breathed a sigh of relief.

The fight last night was still swirling in his mind. Cui Jun bit his finger and looked at his own blood.

The normal color means that the effect of the black blood has disappeared, and the poison of the long-necked monster has also been eliminated.

After getting up, Cui Jun picked up his things, opened the door and walked out.

Outside the door, various cabins were finally opened, and many ghost hunters showed strange expressions when they saw Cui Jun walking out.

From their faces, Cui Jun could see horror, fear, and admiration.

Many people had no sleep last night, but they clearly heard Cui Jun's battle.

Cui Junze walked straight towards the big cabin. He needed to find some food to replenish his strength.

Others looked at Cui Jun's back and started talking in low voices.

"It must have been him last night, tsk tsk, he could survive a face-to-face fight with zombies, how cruel!"

"We underestimated the zombies, but fortunately there is such a number one person on the ship."

"Since he is still alive, then the zombie should be dead."

"No, if the zombie dies, where is the body? I think both sides suffer."

"Stop talking, follow up and see what this little brother has to say. In the next few days, you may really have to listen to other people's orders."

"Yes, so many people have died, and they are all good players. It's really frustrating."

"Does any of you know what this little brother's name is?"

"Don't ask, don't ask, don't ask someone's name when you meet such a master."

"What do you call it?"
Chapter completed!