At this moment, neither Yang Jian nor Ye Zhen knew that Liu San and the others in Dazhou City had chosen to release Old Qin's statue. They were still in the old house within the supernatural land, watching with their own eyes as the unmanageable, terrifying captain was gradually erased before the old man of the house. In the end, every part of his body vanished, leaving behind only a wooden ship's wheel.
And that ship's wheel was the true captain.
When Yang Jian saw the wheel, his expression changed. But he soon accepted the situation and understood why the captain could control the Ghost Ship, as well as why the coffin nail had failed.
"This is only one of the ship's wheels aboard the Ghost Ship. Once the Ghost Ship loses a wheel, a new one will soon appear and take control of the vessel again," Ye Zhen suddenly said from beside him.
Yang Jian froze, then asked, "How do you know that? Where did you get this information?"
"My little brother told me," Ye Zhen said smugly.
"That strange doll behind you?"
Yang Jian glanced at him. "But the information you mentioned is probably true. I killed a captain before, though that captain wasn't nearly as terrifying. Besides, we found a ship's wheel aboard the Ghost Ship before."
"That was only one of them. There are many ship's wheels on the Ghost Ship," Ye Zhen said. "But you don't need to worry. There are very, very few wheels of this level."
"If that's true, then even if we leave this captain in the old house, the Ghost Ship will still produce a new captain and start operating again?" Yang Jian's expression immediately grew grave.
"That's what my little brother said," Ye Zhen replied.
"After all that work, after