Ghost Blowing Lantern II

I made random guesses, and my hands were not idle. I cut off half of the fishing net with a few swords. The three-masted boat was originally entangled in the sea willow boat with the fishing net, but before Shirley Yang and I could cut off the other half of the fishing net, , under the ups and downs of the sea, the parallel angles of the two ships suddenly separated, and the fishing net was pulled tightly between the two ships. If the force of the tilting of the ship's hull was slightly greater, one of the lifeboats and the fishing net would be It will be forcibly broken.

Amidst the massive shaking of the ship's hull, my center of gravity tilted backwards and my body hit the cabin. Unexpectedly, the ship was not strong enough to withstand the collision. My body actually sank into the white wooden board of the cabin, causing a huge hole to come out. .

I felt strange and glanced around. From the dent in the hull that I had broken, streams of dirty blood were flowing out. The cabin was not made of wood, but simply made of white cardboard. Shirley Yang saw those There was turbid and bloody blood, and the color on her face changed. She stretched out her hand and pulled me up from the ground. I also noticed something was wrong in the cabin, and quickly said to her: "Escape quickly, retreat quickly, this ship is made of white paper. A ghost ship burned to the souls of the dead at sea.”

The calm water suddenly became turbulent, and the hull of the boat shook violently. I had no roots under my feet, and I stumbled backwards. My back hit the cabin, and I heard a "click" sound, which actually caused the wooden board to sink. When I got in, the impact was not light, but I didn't feel any pain. It felt like I was in an empty paper shell.

I looked back in confusion, and saw that the white three-masted ship, approximately close to the hatch, had collapsed in a large area after I hit it. It wasn't that the ship's planks were rotten and not strong enough, but that the hatch was simply made of cardboard. It wasn't Shirley Yang who grabbed me with his skill. It's possible that he couldn't stop his momentum and broke through the cardboard and fell into the cabin. The crack in the cabin door was pitch black and it was difficult to see the situation inside the cabin. Only the strong smell of blood inside made people feel... I wanted to vomit, but the boat shook, and blood flowed out from the crack in the door.

How could there be a paper boat on the vast sea? I remember that in the coastal areas of China, there is a custom of sending the Five Saints back to the sea with "Great Summer Boats". On the Great Summer Day, the boats are sent out to sea and left to drift on their own. There is also a strange custom of chasing away epidemics. Every time there is an infection like malaria When sexual plague breaks out, similar activities will be held, using abandoned old ships. Zhuobing has the meaning of sending the plague god out to sea. Usually, the old ships are covered with white paper, and many paper people and paper money are tied on the ship. In addition, Everything is available, such as swords, spears, guns, various fishing boats and merchant ships, as well as masts, oars, rudders, and rudders. Only one liter of white rice can be placed at most. They are all donated by people who go fishing along the coast. The things donated on the boat are more and more. If there are too many, the god of plague will be sent farther. Such boats are usually filled with the corpses of people who died of the disease. At most, the boat is full of dead corpses, which are towed to the distant sea and then burned.

There was an incident before liberation. There was a rice shop in a town near the sea. Late one night, a customer suddenly came to sell rice. Because it was dark, the shopkeeper couldn't see clearly the guest's appearance. He was wearing a long robe. The clothes were very strange, a bit like the murderous clothes worn by the dead. Moreover, the visitor smelled of salty and rotten corpses. When asked why, the visitor said that the ship was carrying pork, and he was afraid of damage due to the long journey. I took all the fresh meat with heavy salt and fishy taste, but I didn’t expect that although the pork had been salted, it was still rotten and smelly because of the too hot weather. I will find a place to dispose of it at dawn tomorrow. The shopkeeper of Mipu is a greedy person. For cheap people, the price of these rice is very cheap. The only drawback is that the bag containing the rice is a bit smelly. However, the rice shop owner believes that it does not matter even if the rice smells of smelly meat. You can participate in the takeout and no one will notice. , so he didn’t ask much else, lit a lantern to weigh the rice, and then ordered the waiter to put the rice in the courtyard for the time being. After the wind has passed at night, he will enter the rice warehouse at dawn tomorrow. Otherwise, it will be too smelly. Who can When I looked at it the next morning, I saw that all the dozens of bags of rice that had been opened and dumped in the courtyard were gone. Only the grains of rice left on the ground, which were about one liter in total. Only then did I realize that it might have been a ghost attack last night. I bought rice from the plague ship, and I didn’t dare to announce it at the time. Within three days, a plague broke out in the town, and nearly half of the people died.

I heard this legend more than once when I was in Fujian. All the narrators said that this incident was true, but it did not happen in Fujian. The specific place of the incident was somewhere along the coast of Jiangsu and Zhejiang. It was an old incident during the Republic of China. At that time I am young and have an immature worldview. I really like hearing about this kind of strange power and chaos. It still remains fresh in my memory. Sometimes I accidentally think of the zombies on the ship who go to the rice shop at night to sell rice and send plagues away. I really feel a little cold on the back of my neck. , so when I saw that the hatch was blocked with white cardboard, I first thought it was a ship chasing the epidemic. I wonder if the ship was separated from the ship that towed it and drifted here with the ocean currents?

I immediately remembered this matter, but wasn't the custom of chasing away epidemics long ago abolished? I didn’t quite understand it at the time, but I had a preconceived idea of ​​an epidemic ship. I thought that this ship was definitely not a good place. If I stayed for a long time, I might be infected with the epidemic of the corpses in the cabin. I didn’t bother to take a closer look and hurriedly called Shirley. Yang quickly withdrew the "Trident".

Shirley Yang poked the deck under her feet with her fishing knife, making a thumping sound, and said to me: "How can there be a paper ship on the sea? All ships have front and rear hatches covered with paper armor. If the entire ship They are all made of paper and have long been swallowed up by the sea surge.”

I thought to myself that although Shirley Yang has a wide range of knowledge, she received an American education after all. How many years of history does the United States only have? Of course, I don’t know that China has a vast land and rich resources, and there are many strange folk customs since ancient times. The current situation is urgent, so I can’t bother to explain it in detail. Moreover, at this time, the sea is filled with fog and the atmosphere of monsters is thick. I am afraid that someone will jump out of the cabin that is leaking blood. The rice seller said no more, immediately took her hand and ran to the boat.

The sea surge gradually increased, and the last half of the fishing net entangled with the two boats was almost broken even without cutting it with a knife. In order to prevent an accident, Shirley Yang still used a knife to completely cut the fishing net. The two boats lost their connection, and the hulls As it swayed further and further away, the gangplank fell into the sea. The boss of the ship, Ruan Hei, controlled the trident to respond with all his strength, making it stick to the three-masted ship as much as possible. Several people on the opposite ship shouted at us and pulled the two The cables tied with the lifebuoy were thrown to us one after another. I threw away the fishing knife and hugged the lifebuoy tightly with my arms. It seemed that if I wanted to return to the "Trident", I could only float through the air like a monkey. The sea surface.

The height of the deck from the water is very low, but Duoling and Guchai are very experienced. They have already wrapped the rope around a higher place on the top of the ship in advance. They have to grab the rope and go over without falling into the water. They are about to take action, but the fat man I shouted loudly and pressed the searchlight beam onto the sea surface, as if there was something in the water. I lowered my head and looked at the sea surface under the boat, and couldn't help but take a breath. The water was full of sharks' spines and fins, and they were bloody. Attractions are coming from all directions, and there are many of them. They are all circling around the ship. Because they are too excited, they swim very fast and are dazzling. If they fall into the water, they will be torn apart in a moment.

No matter how brave you are, you will feel intimidated when you see these sharks. With their speed and the several layers of sharp teeth in their mouths that are better than knives and saws, hunting people who have fallen into the water is like a tiger attacking a sheep. Shirley Yang even saw the bloody sharks. He was so powerful that he turned pale with horror: "Oh my god, Old Hu, be careful, don't fall."

I knew it was powerful without her reminding me, and I had to remind her: "Don't hesitate, don't look into the sea when passing by..." At this time, the three-masted ship was rising and falling even more violently, and the gap between the two ships was The distance expanded again. Due to the intrusion of seawater, the hull on this side was tilted. And the farther the distance, the more likely it was that I would fall into the water when I swung over. I no longer had time to fully prepare myself mentally. It was impossible to walk together. One had to hold up the other to increase the height above the ground and minimize the possibility of touching the water. I supported Shirley Yang and said, "You go first, I will give you a helping hand." …”

Shirley Yang said anxiously: "No, you have to show off again, how can you get there by yourself?" When every second was a matter of life and death, Ben and I didn't want to wait for her to say any more, so I lifted her feet and pushed her up hard. Shirley Yang's body became light. , dragging the lifebuoy and driven by the cable, she slid across the water. As soon as she touched the lifeboat hanging on the side of the ship, she immediately climbed onto the string of the ship with her hands and feet, turned around and shouted to me: "Come here quickly, the ship is going to It sank."

But at this time, the two boats were undulating with the waves, and the distance between them had widened. Just now, in order to help Shirley Yang cross the sea, I put my lifebuoy next to me. Before I could find a place to fix it, the two boats came together. The life buoy was dragged into the water by the cable. Fatty, Guchai and others were so anxious that they jumped on the deck. They quickly pulled the cable to drag the life buoy back to the ship, hoping to throw it over again to save people, but A little far away, he threw it and fell into the sea again.

There was a big crack in the bottom of this three-masted ship, and seawater kept pouring in. Although the hull had tilted, for some reason it not only did not sink, but began to shake, as if something huge on the bottom of the sea was grabbing the bottom of the ship. If it shakes a few more times, the ship's hull, which is not very strong, will fall apart.

I saw that I was getting farther and farther away from the "Trident". I could no longer see the faces of my companions clearly in the sea fog. They gradually disappeared into the thick fog. I could only hear them shouting desperately. My brain was so heavy that I couldn't hear them. I didn't know what they were shouting, but just hearing those voices made me feel a little sad, and a feeling of loneliness arose spontaneously. Could it be that I was really going to be buried at the bottom of the sea with this ghost ship? As the ship bumped, the dirty blood in the three-masted cabin continued to gush out and flowed along the deck of the ship into the sea. Although there was no light in the night fog, it was difficult to distinguish the situation at sea, but listening to the messy noise in the water, it was clear that It was like putting down the dumplings and opening the pot, knowing that there were so many sharks gathered around that it was impossible to estimate.

The ship was dark and only the lone lamp on the mast was on. I looked around and saw almost nothing. I had to hold the mainmast to steady my center of gravity and turned on the small spotlight flashlight I brought with me. Finally, there was some light again. I took a look at the paper cabin door that I had broken. The white cabin was stained by the blood that flowed out of it, and the original appearance could no longer be seen. I thought to myself, I might as well see what was in that cabin before I died. The thing bleeds so much. When I meet Lao Ma and the others down there, I can report the truth truthfully, so as not to be questioned. I will still be a confused ghost until I die. This ghostly white blood ship seems to be alive, and it is damaged somewhere. It will bleed. If it is said to be a ship chasing the epidemic, it doesn't look like it. I really want to see what is going on in this ghost ship?

I don't know why at the last moment, my curiosity always overcomes my fear. I feel fierce and plan to rush into the cabin to see what's going on. But before I can lift my legs, the hull suddenly sinks. I cursed "Fuck the second uncle", why did it suddenly sink so fast again?

After so many years of training in the melting pot of the army, and having done many desperate things like touching the golden captain, in this situation, after all, I couldn't just wait for death, so I bit the micro condenser with my teeth and crawled on it with my hands and feet. When I got on the mast, the ship was sinking quickly, so I climbed faster. I climbed to the top of the mast in a few clicks. I saw sea fog all over the top, bottom, left and right, and below was the chaos of turbulent water and swimming sharks. The sound made my heart tremble.

The three-masted ship was sinking faster and faster, and the whereabouts of the "Trident" could no longer be seen in the thick sea fog. I thought that all I could do now was try to buy time and wait for them to sail the ship back for rescue. Now I could only I hope that the ship will sink slower. At first, I could still hear their shouts. But now there is no sound. The hope has become much slimmer. It is estimated that I will never see the day of victory. I am waiting for it. Before the reinforcements arrived, huge fluctuations suddenly appeared in the sea. The leaking three-masted boat suddenly emerged from the water again, like a leaf fluttering in the wind, being thrown up and down by the waves, spinning in the sky. Under the violent shaking, the mast I was holding was trembling and tilted to break, and it might fall into the water at any time.

The three-masted ship finally began to sink into the sea due to water leakage. Sharks were circling in the water. I was excited by the smell of blood. The wooden ship was knocked by the sharks and made a loud noise. I quickly climbed to the top of the mast. Unexpectedly, the ship was shaking at this time. When I got up, the part that had sunk into the sea suddenly surfaced. In the mist, I could only hear a huge noise in the cabin, like a dragon roaring and a tsunami.

All my clothes were soaked by the sea water stirred up by the three-masted ship. The wind was whistling in my ears. As the ship's hull rose and fell violently, I hugged the mast tightly and dared not let go. When I heard the movement under the ship, I couldn't help but say no. Okay, no wonder the boat didn't sink even though it leaked. It turned out that there was something in the sea holding it up. How big must this thing be? Is it possible that all the blood in the cabin belongs to that guy?

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