When Ding Jian and the others got on the East Star, they were shocked by the scene on the ship. The deck of the ship, like the shell, has been corroded and does not look good, and many places have exposed large and small holes, so that the three of them can only stick to the side of the ship and move forward carefully, for fear that the middle board will be corroded and will not be able to bear the weight of several people, and they will fall to the next floor.

What made Ding Jian even more puzzled was that the deck was densely covered with all kinds of corals and shells, most of which were firmly attached to the metal hull, and seemed to have become a whole with the ship. Occasionally, there were some fish bones scattered around, and it looked like the ship should have been at the bottom of the ocean for too long. Ding Jian used the knife he carried with him to pry, and the coral sediment did not move at all, obviously not artificially brought onto the boat.

As soon as the king bearded man came to the deck, he kept shouting at the horn, and several people knew in their hearts that there was no living thing on the ship that could answer, and this kind of shouting was more like emboldening himself.

The three of them walked forward for more than ten meters, and Wang Huzi suddenly stopped, squatted down, and didn't know what he was looking at. Ding Jian chased after him and saw that it was a dead seabird, its body was highly decomposed, emitting a foul smell. Ding Jian didn't understand what this dead bird had to see, but he heard Wang Huzi mutter, "There is no store in front of the village and no store in front of this far sea, how can there be a seabird flying so far?"

Ding Jian immediately understood what Wang Huzi meant, and hurriedly asked, "Will there be an island around here?" Wang Huzi shook his head, and said with certainty, there is no radius of three hundred miles, it seems that this ghost ship has been to many places.

The three of them walked further, and there were more and more bird corpses on the deck, and then they were almost layer upon layer, and Ding Jian's goosebumps rose. Ding Jian was most worried about whether he would find the corpses of the crew, and he didn't know if he could bear the scene, but fortunately, he didn't see anyone until he entered the bridge. But soon, Ding Jian realized that this empty ship without people was even more terrifying, and he would always subconsciously guess whether the crew of the Dongxing had fallen behind the hatch, under the deck under their feet, and whether they had mixed into the pile of bones of the birds?

Entering the bridge tower, there was no situation that Ding Jian was worried about, although there was ash everywhere, and the ground was full of silt and the remains of various sea creatures, but there were no human bones. Ding Jian noticed that although the bridge was dirty, the daily necessities and navigation equipment placed inside were neat, and it seemed that the crew did not notice any accidents before the ship's accident.

Ascending to the watchtower on the top floor of the bridge, the trio quickly found the logbook placed next to the radio station. Although this logbook has also been blistered, but the handwriting is still legible, Wang Huzi has no interest in the logbook, and continues to check in the house, but Ding Jian saw something unusual from the logbook.

The first half of this logbook is very neatly written, and every day, every time period, route, speed, weather, equipment operation status, records at a glance. But in the second half, there are obviously a few blank pages, and after the blank space, not only does the handwriting become very sloppy, but the content of the record is completely different from the previous one.

There was no record of the specific time, and the meaning of the text made Ding Jian feel that there must be something wrong with the recorder's nerves, for example, it read, "For three days, we have been drifting in the dark, losing power, and the sun has not risen." ”

"Attempts to repair the electrical system, to restore power failed, the radio signals could not be transmitted, the radar burned out, we did not encounter any passing ships, we must have deviated from the course. ”

"It was the second day of being attacked by seabirds, and the carcasses of the birds on the boat were piling up and seemed to show no signs of stopping. The crew all went into the bilge, but there was hope, so many seabirds, we must not be far from the coast. ”

"The food stored on the ship began to deteriorate and rot rapidly, and I don't know why the cans are also broken, can't they be kept for several years? The morale of the crew is very low, Xiao Zhao has cut two people, and he has been locked in the bottom warehouse. ”

"Why has the water spoiled? The smell of dead bodies, but it's better than drinking seawater, and there are more and more insane people, it should be damn night, why hasn't there been sun for nine days? It's hard for us to get to the North Pole? But how can the North Pole be so hot?"

"More and more crew members are missing, and it is estimated that they have all jumped into the sea. ”

"Strangers appeared, and I really don't understand how these people got on the boat?"

"Hell is getting closer and closer, and I'll be the next one to jump into the sea. ”

Listening to Ding Jian's talk about this, Team Cao and I looked at each other, and Team Cao obviously hadn't heard Ding Jian talk about this before. Ding Jian saw our expressions, shook his head, sighed and said, "I only have a rough idea of the content of these pages, the words are too cursory, many of them are unrecognizable, I was scared to death at that time, to the effect that these are these." ”

"Xiao Ding, have you brought back the logbook?" What I wondered was that no matter whether the records on the logbook were true or not, the command should also conduct a serious analysis of the logbook when it saw these contents, after all, it was first-hand material, but I didn't see these records in the previous file at all. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but interrupt Ding Jian's narration and asked.

Ding Jian shook his head at me, "Uncle Chang, I didn't bring it, when I flipped through the logbook, Wang Huzi and Fan Suzi happened to find that the open container compartment was rolling out of a thick fog, so they pulled me over to look." ”

"In the middle of the hull of the Eaststar was a huge cargo hold, full of containers, estimated to be stacked in three layers, but the hatch on the top was open, and at some point, the fog came up from under the hold, and when I went to look at it, it had covered the entire deck. ”

"Xiao Ding, I read that it is written in the file that you have withdrawn from the East Star because of the fog on the sea and the fact that it is almost dark, how can there be such a big discrepancy?" I took out a cigarette from my bag and handed it to Cao Team and Ding Jian.

"Uncle Chang, since a few of us got on the ship, it seems that we have lost the concept of time, and we can't tell how long we have been on the ship, so when the Maritime Safety Bureau and the National Security Bureau came to understand the situation, many of the things that the three of us said were different, and it is estimated that the person who wrote the file recorded it according to the most reasonable understanding, right?"

"But you think, although it was about five o'clock in the evening when we boarded the ship, we could see very well that it was dark at sea. Moreover, the temperature was about 30 degrees Celsius at that time, and there was no temperature difference between day and night, so how could it be foggy on the sea? It must have been fog coming from the cabin of the Eastern Star, and there would be no mistake. ”

I nodded to Ding Jian and motioned for him to continue.

Ding Jian took a deep breath and moved his body to the sun, as if he had subconsciously had an endless fear of shadows. "At that time, the three of us saw the fog coming up, and we were all scared and discussed going back quickly. When I went to get the logbook, I was grabbed by the king's beard, and he told me that I could not take the things on the ghost ship, and that if I took it, I would be punished, so I put the logbook back and pulled me out of the bridge. ”

"The three of us went down to the deck only to find that the fog was already more than a man high, so thick that we couldn't see anything from a meter away. In addition, the sun was about to sink into the horizon, and it was pitch black in the thick fog. ”

"It was eerily quiet, except for the occasional creak of the deck beneath my feet, and I wondered if I was still on board. But in the thick fog, I couldn't make out the direction at all, and several times we tripped over the coral under our feet and stumbled to the fence on the side of the ship. ”

"The three of us were about a meter apart, and we could only see a vague shadow of each other. At this time, in the direction of the bridge behind us, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, but the pace seemed to be very slow, almost a few seconds to take a step, but the sound of landing on the deck was very loud, and it was estimated that the weight was much larger than that of us. ”

"I'm sure all three of us heard that footstep because everyone stopped and didn't move. Soon, we all understood that the footsteps were coming towards us, and I heard the king's beard roar and jump into the sea, and before I could react, the two black shadows in front of me had already climbed the railing, followed by the sound of falling into the water. ”

"I was also thinking about jumping off the boat, the small sampan should not be far below, but suddenly I remembered that the camera was still on my back, from the time I got on the boat to now, I have almost finished shooting two films, except for the bridge is too dark, my camera has no flash, I can't shoot, the photos of the ship's side, deck, stairs, and cargo hold are all in the camera. If you jump into the sea, the film will be completely ruined. ”

"I gritted my teeth and leaned on the railing to speed forward, hoping that when we came out of the bridge, we were going in the right direction. ”

"What makes me strange is that the footsteps behind me, although the cadence is very slow, but I don't know why, no matter how fast I walk, the sound will only get closer and closer to me. I couldn't care much more, and even though it was all foggy and blurry ahead, I still trotted against the railing. ”

Speaking of this, Ding Jian stopped, took two puffs of cigarette fiercely, and tried to calm down his mood, and when he finished speaking, not only did he speak faster, but also trembled obviously, it seems that although this experience has passed for several months, the impact on Ding Jian's heart may be far more serious than his own description.

(The origin of my view is endless; the end of my quest is endless.) Infinite and endless, nothing to say, the same as things. Or make it nothing, and the words are also true. It begins with things. The Tao cannot be had, and there must be none. The word is in the name, and the word is false. Or make Mo Wei, in the song of things, Fu Hu for the generosity! Words are enough, then all day long words and do the way, and words are insufficient, all day long words and things. The Tao is the extreme of things, and silence is not enough to carry it. It is not silent, but it is extremely discussed. --Zhuangzi)