Every child who dies is an angel with broken wings and a broken hope.

Almost all life will wither, although we are unwilling to face death.

A small coffin was placed in the stairwell of the bottom cabin of the cruise ship. After Hu Banxian opened it, the body of a girl in white was exposed.

I closed my eyes and couldn't bear to look at me because I also had a "daughter". The nameless little girl and Wei Zhaodi who were watching the fireworks with us on New Year's Eve were both tragedies in the world.

This foreign little girl is even more beautiful and cute, but unfortunately died prematurely.

I closed my eyes and saw her laughing gratefully to me, then waved my arms and floated upwards.

Hu Banxian hurriedly said, "No, Xiao Yuan quickly grab the soul of this little girl, otherwise she will attract ghosts!" I couldn't help but wonder, and then slowed down. The smile of the little girl's soul suddenly became ferocious, and her snow-white skin quickly turned black and purple.

I heard a long whistle sound, and the bottom cabin suddenly turned black, sparks burst out on the aging line, and a gentle and melodious song echoed in the bottom cabin. I felt a little familiar, but when I listened carefully, it was "The Love of Man and Ghost".

Hu Banxian took out two Taoist talismans from his pocket, bit his middle finger through his right hand, pointed the blood on the Taoist talisman, and pressed the forehead of the little girl's body.

I still closed my eyes and saw the little girl's soul disappear quickly. A hysterical roar came from the direction of the power cabin, as if the devil in hell had been released.

Zhu Jianfang took two pilots to escape to the deck screaming. When he passed by the stairs, he saw Hu Banxian and me as if he had seen a ghost, and his running became even more rapid.

I was still confused. Hu Banxian swirled his fingers in the air with the Taoist talisman in his fingers. The Taoist talisman was ignited with flames and then threw it into the coffin, preparing to burn the little girl's body.

Although the little girl had died, her body was preserved as if she was asleep. Seeing the flames falling on her golden hair, I hurriedly reached out and grabbed the fire-ridden Taoist talisman.

Hu Banxian said to me: "Xiao Yuan, you have caused a big trouble. The ghost has appeared. We are no match for it at all!"

I immediately closed the lid of the coffin and was about to ask him, but I saw a white ghost floating out of the stairwell. It was a white ghost like a bed sheet. Hu Banxian quickly poked out his fingers and pointed a little around my neck, which immediately made me lie back.

Before I fell into a coma, I heard a shrill sound of ghosts.

When I opened my eyes again, there was a bright snow in front of me, and the shining light made me unable to open my eyes.

After I got used to it slowly, I found myself lying on the beach chair next to the swimming pool, a foreign girl in an orange bikini leaned over to look at me with a cocktail.

This beauty curled her long golden hair without having to perm herself. Her snow-white skin and big blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and her plump lips were bright red. Some part of her made me bleed from the nose.

"Hello! Teacher Yuan, how do you feel now?" This foreign beauty can even speak Chinese.

I quickly sat up and touched my head and asked, "Where am I?"

"Teacher Yuan, you are on Mr. Matt's private cruise ship! Do you lose your memory and forgetfulness after getting drunk?" A familiar voice said to me.

I quickly looked in the sound and saw a middle-aged man with long white hair and a snow-white straight tuxedo walking towards me.

"Hans?" I seem to have seen this foreigner somewhere, and I know that his name is Hans.

"Dear Yuan, you still remember my name, which means you have not lost your memory yet. Can you still remember this beauty by your side?" Hans asked me.

I shook my head and said, "My head still hurts a little, so let me take a rest!"

Hans agreed and told the beauty: "Miss Jiaoyi, Yuan will take care of you more, so you two can take the opportunity to communicate more!"

The beautiful girl Jiaoyi responded and said to an envoy: "give    me    a      onade, please!"

A messenger in a tuxedo brought a drink with lemon slices. After picking it up, Jiaoyi handed it to me and said to me in a less fluent Chinese: "Dear Yuan, please drink a glass of lemonade first to sober up!"

I took the lemonade and just wanted to drink it, but stopped at my mouth. I suddenly asked in my heart: What is the situation? Who are these people? What about my comrades-in-arms and two pilot companions?

Looking at myself, I only wore a pair of black shorts, but my hair had grown over my forehead and there was still a beard under my nose.

Jiaoyi urged me to drink water. I suppressed my thirst and put the lemonade aside and said, "Mist Jiaoyi, can you accompany me around?"

The other party nodded and put down the cocktail in his hand and helped me up from the beach chair.

We slowly passed through the tourists on the deck and arrived at the bow of the boat. There were fewer people here and the cool sea breeze was blowing. I saw a red sun falling from the sea and the sky was almost dark.

The lights on the cruise ship were first on the first time, and neon lights flashed. After the music started, many men and women began to dance on the deck, with the air mixed with a salty and wet atmosphere.

"Jiaoyi, I seem to have lost my memory. Can you tell me which year and that month it is now?" I asked Jiaoyi.

The beauty had a blooming rose thorn around her neck, and the root of the rose was inside her bra.

"Yuan, have you really lost your memory?" Jiaoyi couldn't believe it.

I nodded and confirmed, then turned my back to the sea and looked carefully at the cruise ship.

The cruise ship is still the Crazy Mary, with no flag flying, but a sign of singing and dancing. The extravagance of capitalism and the enjoyment of the rich are fully reflected on this ship.

Jiaoyi said to me: "Yuan, it's May 1, 2003, International Labor Day. Mr. Matt specifically introduced us to the two of us. He knew that I admire you Chinese men very much, but your alcohol tolerance is too small!"

"Matt?" I was immediately surprised. Didn't he be wiped out by me in the winter of 2001?

What time is it now? May 1, 2003?

"Jiai, is Mr. Matt's son named Mark?" I asked Jiaoyi to confirm Matt's identity.

Jiaoyi held my arm and said, "Yuan, are you really amnesia? Mr. Matt's child is called Mark. What is the pattern tattooed on your arm?"

A flash of lightning suddenly came out of the night sky, followed by a thunderclap.

Jiaoyi rushed into my arms in frightened. Are foreign women also afraid of thunder? I looked at my arm. The left arm was normal, but the right arm had a familiar woman's pattern tattooed on it.

What surprised me was that the pattern was Yang Luji, a female ghost messenger. What was going on? I felt very confused in my mind.

I closed my eyes and saw a white sail rising from the mast. This was originally a fuel ship, and suddenly artificially added a mast and a white sail.

This white sail looks like a ghost in the dark night.

If the ship is really Matt's, Hans just now is also my enemy, I must seek companions and helpers. This unknown Jiaoyi is unreliable, so I asked her: "Is there any other Chinese men on this ship?"

Jiaoyi replied: "Of course, you are not the only handsome one. Mr. Matt's bodyguard is even more cruel, but I don't like it!" She pointed and saw a man in a black suit, a white shirt and sunglasses standing at the highest point of the cruise ship like steel, on the observation deck.

Matt also has a bodyguard. Look at myself, I have bare hands and fists. Once I start to take action, I will definitely suffer.
Chapter completed!