Daomu Biji

Ghost ships have been found all over the world, and some are very old. All the legends have the same beginning, that is, a perfectly intact ship was found on the sea, but there was no one on it.

Some ships even had half-eaten dinners placed on them, but the people who ate them disappeared and never appeared again.

What did they encounter while eating? Where he has gone is always the subject that suspense novelists are most willing to explore.

Aning held up the lantern and illuminated the number on the oxygen bottle, which was printed in black ink - k5-883.

I think I've seen this number somewhere, but I can't remember it.

Aning explained, "This is the ship number of the ship hired by your third uncle. According to our company's regulations, the numbers of all inspection equipment must be consistent with the ship number."

My mind flashed: "Ah, yes, I saw this number when I was reading your report on the plane, but it's strange, how did the third uncle's boat drift here?"

Aning said that this is not surprising. In a storm, the flow of water seems chaotic, but in fact there is still a certain context to be found. We probably happened to fall into the same context as the ship and were drifting in the same direction.

The boat drifted here along the current and met us falling into the water. It seemed like a huge coincidence, but in fact it was inevitable to a certain extent.

The wind outside was getting louder and louder, and big waves hit the side of the ship from time to time, making the whole ship sound like it was about to be torn apart. I don't know when this damn storm will blow.

We found a dry place in the warehouse to sit down, and used a hanging stove to keep warm. I sneezed several times, and Aning smiled and shook his head at me, and took out a few bottles of soju from a wooden box for me to drink.

I saw that she was familiar with this boat stop. She knew exactly where everything was placed and what was there, which made me feel strange.

She told me that the overseas expedition mechanism is very complete. There are relevant regulations on everything from the purchase of instruments to the stacking order of goods in the warehouse. These regulations usually seem unreasonable, but in an emergency, they will To be effective, look at us now, if we didn’t have such regulations, we might not be able to find anything.

I sighed in my heart that foreign explorers are very capable of surviving in the wild because they pay enough attention to details. This is really something that China should learn from.

Our wetsuits were not zipped up before we fell into the water. When they were dried in the oven, the seawater inside the clothes formed a layer of white powder, which was very uncomfortable. Aning took out his spare wetsuit and walked out with a wind lantern. I went behind a pile of goods to change clothes. She grew up abroad and was very open-minded. I looked at the graceful figure illuminated by the wind lamp and couldn't help but get excited.

Halfway through changing clothes, Aning suddenly screamed, stuck his head out and called me: "Mr. Wu, come here quickly."

I was drooling looking at her shadow. When I heard her calling me, I was startled and asked her what was wrong?

She neatly wrapped her plump upper body into the diving suit, walked out and said to me: "There seems to be something in the cargo pile."

I walked over and picked up the wind lantern and shined a light on it, and found that there was indeed a mass of black stuff in the gap between the cargo box and the ship wall, hiding in the shadow of the gap. It would be difficult to find it without using the wind lantern to shine it. This thing was curled up into a ball. At a glance, it looked like a human head. No wonder Aning was startled.

I reached over and touched it, and found that it was a backpack, a very ordinary kind. For some reason, it was hidden here.

Aning was relieved when he saw that it was really just a bag. I wondered if there was anything important in the bag. Someone hid the bag on the ship. Is it related to the disappearance of the people on the ship?

I was not polite, so I opened the bag and poured out the contents, a pile of documents and a change of clothes. I picked up these clothes and found that underneath the clothes,

There was an old waterproof bag with cracked rubber. Inside the bag, there was a notebook that was almost falling apart. When I looked at it, I saw a few words written on the cover:

Xisha Wanjiao archaeological records, presented to Wu Sansheng by Chen Wenjin in July 1984.

I didn't expect that this bag actually belonged to my third uncle, and I was extremely surprised.

This notebook may have been given to experts when they were doing archaeological work on Wanjiao in Xisha. Uncle San probably kept it as a souvenir until now. I don’t know if there is anything recorded in it that I don’t know about.

I was curious and looked through it directly.

The third uncle's education level is not high, but he is a very serious person. He uses the same format for every day's records and lists them clearly. The first page I saw was the first day of their departure, 7 On March 15th, a list was listed. The leader was Wu Sansheng. What was the name of that stuffy oil bottle? I remembered that my third uncle mentioned that his surname seemed to be Zhang. When I looked for it, I found that there was indeed a person named Zhang Qiling. Could it be him?

The main contents above are the process of finding and determining the specific location of Kaito. It is very detailed, almost to the point of being wordy. Even the types of ropes and the reasoning process are written down. I already know these contents, so there is no need to go into detail. After reading it once, speed up and turn to the next few pages.

The last few records caught my attention,

On July 21st, we were going to enter the undersea tomb for the first time. I had already found the entrance. After thinking about it, this ancient tomb was not complicated.

On July 24th, we went in once and discovered a strange phenomenon inside. It seemed that this ancient tomb was not "clean" either.

When I saw these two lines of words, I was stunned. What was going on? Could it be that my third uncle had already sneaked into the ancient tomb once during the inspection.

Could it be that what he told me at the time that he "wouldn't tell it even if he took it to the grave" means that during the investigation, he unknowingly entered a place that was theoretically absolutely inaccessible? Ancient tomb.

So what did he encounter after he entered? Here he wrote: A strange phenomenon was discovered. What strange phenomenon is it referring to? What does it mean if an ancient tomb is not "clean"?

These two short sentences brought me more doubts than the waves outside. I felt like countless question marks were about to burst my brain.

I flipped through the notes several times, hoping to find more clues, but the rest of the contents were all blank pages.

Looking back on the third uncle's attitude on this matter, there are too many strange things, which are very different from his previous personality. I'm afraid there is an inside story behind this matter that I can't imagine. But we don’t know when these secrets will be revealed.

In the midst of random thoughts, Aning snatched the notebook from my hand and looked at it carefully. I didn't mind letting her know these things. Anyway, the content inside didn't touch the core of the problem at all. The more I looked at it, the more confused I became.

We ate something, heated some hot water, wet towels and covered our numb hands.

After all this trouble, our physical condition improved rapidly. Although the wind was still raging outside, I no longer felt nervous.

After eating, I asked Aning to take a rest first and look around by myself. I slept on the boat and was in better spirits than her. Now I can't sleep even if I want to.

I took the hanging stove and hot water to the outer warehouse to prevent it from shaking down and scalding anyone. After finishing it, I lit a cigarette and sat in the cab, looking at the rough sea in front of me and wondering what to do next.

I don't know if this ship can still start. If it drifts like this, there won't be much danger in a short time. However, if it drifts into the reef group, it may hit the rocks and sink.

Human beings are too small for the ocean. No matter how smart the two of us are, we cannot compete with the power of nature. We can only be saved today because of good luck. But how long can such good luck last? ?

I was lost in thought, and I don’t know how long it took. Several waves hit the front window of the cab, making a buzzing sound on the glass. It seemed that the wind direction had changed.

At this time, I found Aning awake, yawning and walking over. The tight clothes were half pulled up lazily, exposing half of her plump breasts intentionally or unintentionally. I didn't know if this was her habit or if she was trying to seduce me, so I ignored her and turned to look at the sea.

Although I am not Liu Xiahui, under this situation, I don’t even want to mention the matter of love between men and women.

She greeted me, walked to the fireplace to keep warm, and asked me if I wanted to sleep for a while too.

I had something on my mind, and I was afraid I couldn't fall asleep. I was even more tired when I was half asleep, so I shook my head and said no, letting her continue to rest.

She smiled, sat next to me, lit a menthol cigarette, and stared at Haifa in a daze.

There was something I didn't quite understand, so I asked her: "When Uncle San came to you, how could your company believe this matter and provide money and effort based on just a few words from him? As far as I know , your company's inspection procedures are very strict, and the credibility of the information must be discussed by the expert group. Uncle San's words have no basis. According to common practice, your expert group should not hesitate to kill this project. Why? Will it pass?"

Aning nodded and said: "I'm also very surprised. I heard that it couldn't be passed at first. Later, your third uncle showed something to the expert group, and I don't know how it succeeded. What was the specific situation? I'm like this There’s no way to know the bottom level.”

I thought that Uncle San did have the means to convince those shrewd Americans. It must be a very crucial thing.

Aning said to me: "Your third uncle seems to be a very strange person. He is both earthy and foreign, rude and very careful. The plan he gave us is very detailed and all-inclusive. Even if we come to you This matter was also planned by him in advance - in the emergency handling method, the first person to replace him is you. I think in some aspects, this plan is simply a prophecy. Many of the things really happened.”

After hearing these words, I had a vague feeling that something was wrong. The third uncle hated plans the most. He had lived a chaotic life for most of his life. Why did his temperament suddenly change?

I asked her if she could recall anything special about the Third Uncle's plan. Aning thought for a while: "I didn't pay attention to that, but there is one thing that is really weird. He requires that all equipment must be prepared in duplicate. One copy was kept at the port for backup, and because of this, we were able to make the trip so quickly this time."

At this time, she told me that she seemed to hear something moving behind the cargo hold and asked me to go take a look.

I thought to myself that it couldn't be a mouse, so I picked up a stainless steel pipe on the side and followed her.

After passing through the warehouse, there is the sailor's lounge, and beyond that is probably the bow of the ship. I turned on the wind lantern and took a look. I found that the bow of the ship was actually separated by an iron wall. The partition was welded to the hull. At the same time, there is an oval steel door above, with a rotating seal like a car steering wheel on the door.

Aning went up and turned it a few times, but the lock didn't move at all.

When I took a look, it turned out that there was a layer of rubber between the door and the frame, which completely separated the space inside and outside the door.

Such doors are generally used on large ships. They can seal the room and isolate the seawater in the event of an accident. But here, I don’t know what the use is.

When I was wondering, suddenly there was a sound of nails scratching from the iron door. The sound was very clear, as if someone was grabbing the iron door from inside.

I groaned, wondering if all the missing people were locked inside. It wouldn't be a big deal. Aning shouted, "Quick, those people may be in here. Open the lock quickly!"

I raised the steel pipe in my hand, inserted it into the lock plate of the rotating seal, and made a simple rotating lever. Then when I applied force, I heard a crunching sound, and the lock cylinder began to rotate.

Once this kind of lock starts to rotate, it is very labor-saving to open. I turned it eleven times in a row, and a series of rattling sounds came from the door, and the lock plate of the rotating seal began to rotate on its own.

I pulled Aning back a few steps. Before we were ready, there was a sudden loud noise and a large amount of water rushed out from the door. We were instantly thrown to the ground and rushed straight into the cargo hold along with the water flow. He grabbed a piece of canvas and stopped himself.

The steel door swung back and forth due to the water, making a creaking sound.

I sat up straight and saw that the lantern had fallen by the door and was soaked in water. The flame inside kept flickering and seemed to be extinguished soon. I wanted to pick up the lantern, but suddenly Aning grabbed my hand and refused to let me pass.

I looked up and saw that from behind the steel door, a giant face covered with scales poked out from nowhere, with two green eyes staring at me silently like a ghost.