Many questions came over me, and for a moment I thought that the black ship was coming towards me, maybe it was just an illusion.

But the black ship was coming towards me at a different speed than before, very fast, so I was just stunned, it was already quite close to me.

I subconsciously turned my head to look at the huge platform, the people praying were still praying, and the people in the stands didn't react much, as for what would happen on the altar, I couldn't see it at all, but this did not prevent me from feeling a huge energy shuttling towards the mountain behind the backwater inlet.

Didn't that altar go up to heaven to listen to? I was a little stunned, because of such a scale of prayer, this kind of power should have gone to the sky, why I thought of the strange cinnabar, I always felt that there were more strange things in this matter that I couldn't figure out.

At the same time, my heart also became vigilant, and I always felt that there was some conspiracy in all this, and Xiao Chengqian was also 'tricked' at the same time, otherwise how could I be allowed to board the ship so smoothly?

However, time did not give me much time to think, and the current suddenly became shaking, and it turned out that the black boat had stopped less than five meters away from me, and there was a black-clothed man on the boat wearing a hat similar to a Hanfu and a hat on his head, standing on the edge of the side of the boat, staring at me.

There was a second of silent silence between them, and the man in black suddenly threw down a bundle of rope ladders, which meant to signal me to get on the boat.

Even if I suspect that there is a conspiracy, I don't have any choice, just because of Xiao Chengqian's words, the master is in the ghost bay.

So, I swam quickly, clinging to the hull, grabbed the rope ladder, and prepared to climb the weird black boat.

It's just that the moment I got close to the hull of the ship and pulled the rope ladder, I almost threw up, because the black boat actually had a strong smell of blood, and it suddenly rushed into my nose, which made me react instinctively.

How could it be so strong The smell of blood, I turned my head and inhaled two breaths of cold wind blowing from the northwest, only to feel the discomfort coming from my stomach slightly better.

Then, enduring the smell, I grabbed the rope ladder and began to climb up the deck, and when I climbed up to the deck and had just stood still, I noticed that my black clothes seemed to be dyed with a dark red color, and I couldn't tell the difference, after all, they were black

Subconsciously, I twisted my clothes with my fingers, and the fingers were indeed dyed with color, which was the dull red, like dried blood, no, it should be blood.

I looked at the deck under my feet in disbelief, it was also that kind of black and dull color, and after discovering such a detail, I realized that it was not pure black at all, but such an exaggerated thing as red and purple, purple and black, which made the color of the ship look like black.

How much blood does it take to stain the hull of a ship this color? This thought really shocked me, and I looked up in some horror, and I saw the man in black, but he didn't seem to care much about me, just standing at the bow of the boat, looking at his hands, and not knowing what was in his hands.

"If you don't want to die, go to the cabin. Although you may not be able to survive the cabin, it is better than standing on the deck. "It seems to feel that I am looking at him, the black-robed man said so, his voice is very peaceful, with a little vicissitudes, but he doesn't want those people in the holy village wearing hats to speak with an indescribable 'dead man's smell', and it feels like even the vocal cords are dry.

I inexplicably didn't have any ill feelings towards this black-robed man, although I was full of curiosity and wanted to stand on this deck and see how this ship sailed from a normal place into Ghost Beat Bay, but the one-ten-thousandth responsibility on my shoulders let me know that I had better not do too much and 'spare my life'.

So I was silent for a moment, and then silently walked into the cabin.

The smell of blood still lingers on the nose, but in the cabin of this bloody ship (it should be called a bloody ship at the moment), it is much better than standing on the deck, because there is an incense in this cabin that I don't know what it is, and it has been emitting a very pleasant, not strong aroma, which dilutes the smell of blood.

It even makes people feel more and more addicted the more they smell it.

The whole cabin doesn't look like a cabin, the floor is covered with straw mats similar to the ones that are often laid in Japan now, but I also know that this is the style of the Tang Dynasty in China, and on the straw mats are also placed in the style of the Tang Dynasty, and the magical incense is on the low table, through a delicate incense burner.

It's more like a hall with a simple layout, but with a refined and antique style.

I was the only one in the whole cabin, and I didn't see anyone else at all, and under the soothing of this magical incense, my emotions were gradually relaxed, and the exhaustion came up, and I lay on the straw mat regardless of the three, seven, twenty-one, and let the wet clothes stick to me, although I was wary of what this incense was, but there was a feeling that no matter what it was, I was obsessed with its fragrance.

The ship sailed smoothly, and I didn't know how long the ship would be sailing, where it was, and how far away it was.

Under the soothing of the aroma, the sharp pain in my whole body was relieved a lot, and I fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but I was woken up by a slight sound of footsteps, I was lying on the floor, so the footsteps were exceptionally clear to me.

I opened my eyes in a daze, feeling that I had slept comfortably, and then I woke up completely, and found that it was the black-robed man who had entered the cabin, and was now standing above my head and looking at me.

I was inexplicably embarrassed, and subconsciously rolled over and got up, leaving a somewhat dirty red and yellow mixed wet humanoid mark on the originally clean straw mat.

The nature of the yellow is rolled down from the loess slope, and the loess of the whole body, after soaking in water, becomes mud, although it has been washed, it is impossible to be completely clean. As for the red one, it was naturally the kind of unknown blood rubbed on the hull.

"You've soiled my floor." The black-robed man spoke, and as he spoke, he took off the hat he was wearing on his head, walked lightly to the low table and sat down.

Only then did I see him clearly, with a square face, with indescribable vicissitudes in his eyes, a middle-aged man, and he kept playing with a black wooden card in his hand.

He didn't care about my appearance at all, his thumb gently rubbed the black wooden card, and then sat behind the low table, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone placed on the low table, and began to practice the words word by word.

"Don't you know that the cabin you're supposed to stay in is down there?" He didn't lift his head, but said to me calmly, thinking, put down the pen in his hand again, and pointed to a place.

The place he was pointing to was the window of the cabin, and next to the window with a strong antique style, hung a huge letter: "Those who go on the ship, go down." ”

And I looked in along the word, and sure enough, there was a half-concealed screen, and behind the screen there was a square opening, and I guessed that inside the hole should be a descending staircase.

This is something I didn't expect, I was originally thin-skinned, thinking of this, I couldn't help but explain: "I'm too tired, I didn't pay attention when I came in, and the smell of this fragrance is so good, I don't know it"

The middle-aged man didn't care much either, picked up the incense burner on the low table and said, "Did you say this?" It's really a rare thing, at least now you can't find it in this world, and you have to have a special place to have it. ”

A special place? Isn't there any special place that still exists in this world? What does this mean? However, I was a little curious, and I couldn't help but ask, "What kind of fragrance is this?" ”

"Ambergris, you can call it that, but it's not the kind in a whale's belly, it's," he said, frowning slightly, and then put down the incense burner in his hand, not wanting to say any more, and I don't know what kind of contemplation he fell into.

The atmosphere between me and him suddenly became a little silent, and he came back to his senses and couldn't help but remind, "You should go down." ”

I thought this person was very strange, but I really didn't have a reason to stay longer, so I could only turn around and walk towards the square hole, but when I walked through the window, I accidentally saw the scenery outside, or the loess mountain with a vicissitudes of life, and it looked so familiar that it should be the mountain that surrounds the backwater bay.

This discovery made me stunned, and I couldn't help but take a closer look at it again, is it indeed that mountain?

Could it be that I only slept for ten minutes? Is it under the influence of incense that you sleep so comfortably?

Even though I knew it was rude, I couldn't help but ask, "Sir, how long have I been asleep?" ”

The man didn't pay attention to me at first, but rubbed the wooden sign and said to himself: "You have been dead for a long time, but I am still involuntarily alive, and I have not even changed my appearance." ”

What does this mean? My brow furrowed even deeper.