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"What?" Bellamy asked angrily.

But the ward trembled so much that he could only point his finger.

The captain turned and saw a shadow in a white skirt drifting through the window. He ran out to the dimly lit deck.

"Tell me you did see it." The cook on the boat asked in horror.

"Yes, I did see it." Bellamy replied, watching the white gown float towards the stern mast again.

At the height of the sail, Elizabeth was quietly pulling her skirt with a fishing line.

With a wave of her arm, she pulled a thread and lifted the sleeve of her dress.

The sleeves pointed to Captain Bellamy and pointed to the sea, and the crew quickly stepped away from the captain.

The accountant said: "She wants you to do something."

The quartermaster immediately asked: "Did you jump down?"

Bellamy frowned at him: "She wants to give us a signal!"

Then, a gentle voice drifted towards the sea breeze.

"Tor...er...tu...plus."

The cook exclaimed: "Did you hear?"

"Bermuda?" the accountant asked.

"Tobago?" the quartermaster said.

Suddenly, the ghost bride rushed to the side of the ship and fell into the sea.

When the crew were busy watching from outside, Elizabeth had already jumped off and stood behind them.

"Look for a signal!" Bellamy said loudly to everyone.

"There!" the quartermaster pointed at the sea and said, "right there! There is a signal!"

"That's seaweed." A sailor pointed out.

"Seagrass may also be a signal." The quartermaster argued.

Elizabeth lost all patience. She grabbed the accountant's shoulder and made him turn around. She said in a low voice:

"What's that over there?"

The words "Tortuga" written in kerosene burned on the deck.

The frightened quartermaster asked, "Is this going to let us go there?"

Elizabeth’s frustration was about to explode, and then Captain Bellamy spoke. He said:

"Guys, how about we change the course? To be cautious, we should still divert to Tortuga Island!"

The crew shouted in agreement.

Elizabeth pressed the sailor cap to her face and smiled.

Her plan succeeded.

Now, all she can do is wait.

......

Elizabeth was heading to Tortuga to find Will, but Will was far from Tortuga, and he and Jack Sparrow were heading inland.

Passing through a thick fog, the two small boats left the Black Pearl and rowed towards the mouth of the Pantanu River.

Barbossa, Will, and Pantel take the lead, followed by Jack and Rajetti.

As they crossed the dense forest, Will quietly asked Gibbs a question everyone wanted to know.

"What is it that scares Jack like this?"

Barbossa mocked: "Except David Jones, Jack is not afraid of anyone. He feels that he is safe only on land. If he goes to sea, he will be taken away."

"Captured by David Jones?" Will asked suspiciously.

Jack never seemed to be afraid of anyone.

"Well, let me tell you. If you believe this, David Jones has a monster who is completely obedient to him, a terrible thing from the deep sea."

"Its huge tentacles can suck your face down completely, and then drag the whole ship into the extreme darkness, this sea monster..." Barbossa had a tone when he mentioned the name of this Devil. Slightly different, "It is said that the stench in its breath..."

He tilted his head, repeated these words, and continued rowing.

Will looked back at Jack, who was nervously flicking a thorn in his finger.

Will said: "I never thought that Jack would be the kind of person who was afraid of death."

"Yes, but when it comes to Jones, it's not a question of death, it's a punishment." Barbossa replied: "Think of the worst destiny you can imagine for yourself, endless... .... That's what awaits you in David Jones' undersea grave."

For a while, everyone on the boat was silent, meditating on what Barbosa said.

"That key will save him from this fate?" Will asked at last.

"This is the question Jack wants to answer now." Barbossa glanced at Jack, "I really want to, I even want to ask her."

"She?" Will said nervously.

Barbossa nodded: "Yes."

When the boat sailed into the calm waters of a misty tributary, the fireflies flickered in the heavy wet air.

The dinghy stopped by a rope ladder that hung from a wooden shack that grew from the height of a big tree.

A lantern hung at the door of the wooden house, and a faint dim light cast on the trembling pirates.

They have arrived, but now the question is, where are they?

"Don't worry," Jack said, and he tried to make his own tone sound easy.

He grabbed the ladder: "I'll fix it. Tia Dalma and I have known each other. We are so close. We used to, um, used to be inseparable."

"I'll show you the back." Will said.

"I worry about the front." Jack muttered in a low voice.

Finally looking around nervously, Jack squeezed into the shack, and the rest of the crew followed closely behind.

Everyone's eyes hadn't adjusted to the dim lights in the room, and only saw the strange animals in the bottles and jars.

Some were stuffed into jars and hung on the beams, while others were swimming in the muddy water in the jars.

Just above his head, there was an old earthy gray crocodile hanging.

Rajetti noticed that there was a jar of eyeballs in a corner, and he put a hand on his eye sockets stuffed with wooden eyeballs.

Tia Dalma is sitting in a shadow by the table. This mysterious figure has an eye sharper than that of any pirate.

When she suddenly raised her head, she was fiddling with several crab claws in her hand.

"Jack Sparrow." Tia stood up: "I knew one day, the wind would blow you back to me."

Her eyes moved away from Jack and stopped on Will.

Tia looked at Will and smiled: "You have a taste of fate in you, Will Turner."

She said she got closer.

"Do you know me?" Will asked in confusion.

"You want to know me." She stared into Will's eyes and answered in a riddle.

"I can't know." Jack said as he walked towards Tia Dalma, and led her back to the table. "We are here to ask."

The pirates gathered at the table, and Tia Dalma pulled Will to her side.

"Begging for someone doesn't sound like Jack Sparrow's style."

"It's not so much for me as it is for William." Jack replied calmly: "So that he can get my help."

Tia Dalma nodded: "Now it sounds like Jack Sparrow. What can I do for you? You know I want to be paid."

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