The boy's little head was still looking at us with an expressionless face, especially Hongdou, as if he was saying: "Sister, can I still grow up?"

Of course he can't grow up.

The boy's mother also screwed off her head with her hands. When she screwed off her head, we heard her last words.

"Baby, let's die on the boat."

The two of us who were chasing us saw this scene, but they didn't care about us. Instead, they ran back and got two large gasoline barrels, and then put the fire on the boat even bigger. Unfortunately, they just got on the boat to pour it.

When I put on gasoline, I was buried in gasoline and the sea of ​​fire.

Hongdou and I ran out of the circle, turned around, the circle and the boat had turned into a sea of ​​fire, illuminating the black sea, while the moonlight shone on the beach, and the dead bodies seemed to be shining in the moonlight.

The bright beach, the red and black sea, but no one came to see it, just let it burn out and burn it all. Only then did I realize that there was no one around except us, there were even no ghosts.

Hongdou seemed to be frightened, but just held the little yellow duck and looked at the sea and the boat in a daze, motionless.

I watched her, until after a while, the ship and the fire suddenly disappeared.

I looked at my watch and it was just one o'clock in the morning.

The circle is still there, the corpse is still there, but except for these corpses, everything about the ship has disappeared.

What's bizarre is that when Hongdou and I were about to leave, all the corpses on the ground stood up and gathered together.

We are still looking from a distance. Those who were already dead and wanted to remove ghosts now seem to have become ghosts, gathered together, and they walked out of the circle, but the circle seemed to be an invisible wall, blocking them.

The way.

Seeing this, Hongdou actually trotted towards the group of corpses.

Just as Hongdou ran towards the group of corpses, I saw two more in the corpses, probably the people who were burned to death by gasoline on the boat, and they also joined the group of dead ghost-killers.

When I followed Hongdou to them, they all looked at us through the circle, as if we were tourists in the zoo, and they were tigers locked in cages.

"You... are you living people?" One of the thin mummies spoke. I knew who he was, and he was the old man who spit wine into the circle.

I nodded.

"You are still here, where are the people on the boat?" Hongdou asked them.

The old man sighed: "We removed them, they will never appear again, but we are all trapped in this circle. Even if the yellow line disappears, we will still be trapped here."

,Every hour to three o'clock in the night, it will appear, gather here, wander... endlessly..."

"How do you know?" I asked him.

"Ghosts are different from humans. You will know when you die. Every person who becomes a ghost will know all the fate of becoming a ghost." said the old man.

"So, you eliminated them, and as a result, you became them." Hongdou said.

"That's it." said the old man.

So, why do you get rid of them? Why do you get rid of them if you don’t have any contradiction with your own life? They are ghosts after death, aren’t they also ghosts after death? Are ghosts and people really

Is there any difference?

Or, there is only one difference, that is, ghosts are always ghosts, but humans can become ghosts.

Hongdou fainted.

I carried her back and took her back to the small fishing village. When I arrived at the small fishing village, it was already past two o'clock in the morning. Hongdou seemed to be asleep, and the white mask appeared on her face at some point.

The next day, this morning, she woke up earlier than me. She said she had bought the ticket for her return, but it was a pity that she slept too early last night and didn't go to the ghost ship to take a look

.

It seems that she forgot everything about last night.

I said it's okay, let's talk about it next time, and then I looked at the white mask gratefully.

Hongdou also asked me where the little yellow duck came from. Of course, I can only say that I bought it for her. She really liked the yellow duck. She kept pinching it and took a boat with me and returned to the boat.

On our land.

When I was on the boat, I ran to the deck and looked at the vast blue sea. I remembered the sea last night. The sea under the moonlight was black, like fire. It buried ghosts and people.

of.

In the afternoon, Hongdou and I returned home. I quickly took out my computer and wrote down these words. The publication time was from today until July 18th.
Chapter completed!