Lu Binglin, who did not have a trace of light and did not know the passage of time, finally figured out most of the causes and effects of the mirage under the purgatory-like penance, and gradually understood the reason why he boarded the Eastern Star. He also firmly believes that recording what he thinks and passing on the information through my backpack, which is the link to the real world, may be the whole meaning.

This is a warning, just like what he felt after entering the Devil's Town many years ago, not to try to enter the world of mirage, where it is not only the loneliness of life, but also the loneliness of the soul.

In an instant, I also realized why Lu Binglin decided to stuff these pieces of paper into the backpack after it appeared countless times: leaving such a passage for the mirage world, who can predict what the ending will be?

After reading Lu Binglin's messy record, I couldn't help but have a deep confusion, and I couldn't even tell if these thoughts in my brain were really the meaning expressed in Lu Binglin's words, or the imagination I was reading, everything was intertwined in one place, like a dream, confusing, how I expected that everything before was just a dream, and after waking up, it could be treated as if it had never happened.

I have to admit that Lu Binglin's seemingly emotionless narrative deeply affected me and gave me a strange sense of alienation from the real world.

Soon, Team Cao and Xiao Lei sat down next to me, and Huan Sheng struggled to get up, they were all waiting for me to express the only result of this nine deaths. As if I had collapsed, I was half-soaked in the seawater, lay down, let the sun shine evenly around me, closed my eyes, and began to slowly talk about the words on the cigarette shell paper.

Maybe my speech was too slow, maybe I was unconsciously dozing in the middle of the story, in short, it was a long process, but no one of them interrupted me, just listened silently, the only change was that they all learned from me, lying down, as if my words were extremely cold, only in the face of the sun can I retain a little vitality.

In all the contents, I just hid Lu Binglin's account of Ding Jian, although I could feel that Ding Jian had remembered something after seeing those paintings. I squinted at him, and he was still holding the logbook, but he moved to the other side of the bottom of the boat, and sat motionless, looking out into the distance, as if waiting for something. Indeed, if there is another self in the distance, this is undoubtedly a reverie and confusing puzzle.

"Lao Chang, do you believe that there are immortals in this world?" After a long silence, the Cao team next to him turned over and asked me.

"If you meet someone who is not part of this world, and his story is verified after many years, then you will think that he is a god. I smiled at the Cao team, and then I noticed that the sun was slowly sinking towards the sea level.

"Yes, when I first got on the ship, I talked to Lu Binglin about the mirage, and he told me that the reason why so many people sailed to the sea where the mirage appeared in ancient times, and did not hesitate to take their lives, was because they firmly believed that there were immortals living in the mirage, and that it was a fairyland. "Team Cao's voice is visibly hoarse, and we're starting to show signs of dehydration, but that doesn't affect his desire to express it in the slightest.

"I was joking with him at the time, so I asked him, then you mirages are also looking for immortals? I didn't expect him to really nod his head and say, yes, if I say that the other side of scientific faith is the fairyland in my heart, you must think I'm hypocritical, but in fact we are going to find immortals, as long as you can reach it. The problem is that even if it does, it's not necessarily what you think. Lao Chang, now that I think about it, I feel cold in my heart, what did Lu Binglin already have a premonition at that time?"

Huansheng, who had not opened his mouth since falling into the water, said coldly at this time, "If you live in a time cage where you can't enter or retreat, what is the difference between heaven and hell? Team Cao, don't you think that the descriptions of the personal state after being trapped in the logbook, both in terms of language style and observation angle, are very similar to Lu Binglin?"

Team Cao was stunned for a moment, quickly took the cigarette shell paper from my hand, climbed next to Ding Jian, and took the logbook regardless of it, and compared it seriously, his fatigue seemed to disappear at that moment.

After only turning a few pages, Team Cao slapped his thigh and said with some surprise: "Huansheng, it's really, the structure and writing style of ligatures are very similar." But this is impossible, Lu Binglin is also the first time to come to the South China Sea to investigate, how could he have been on the Dongxing before, if he was trapped on the ship, how could he be rescued, this time he will go with us again. It's impossible, it's impossible, when the Dongxing disappeared, I have seen the crew list, and there is no Lu Binglin at all, and it is impossible for an expert of Lu Binglin's level to board the ship without a record. ”

"Team Cao, I don't know if you are pretending to be confused or realizing it later, think about it, we just talked about the immortals, there is an old saying, one day in heaven and one year on earth, isn't this Lu Binglin's theory about the cross-section of time? In different cross-sections of time, the speed of time is different, in fact, it is accurate to say that the relative speed of the movement of objects is different. If Lu Binglin's time cross-section is measured in years, and we are measured in days, what will happen at the intersection of the two cross-sections?"

"What will happen?" Team Cao scratched his head, still looking confused.

"From the time we separated from Lu Binglin to the place where we returned to the side of the boat to put our backpacks, our time may be half an hour, but for the cross-section where Lu Binglin is located, it may have been a month, or even a year, for both of us, one is as fast as lightning, the other is as slow as dead wood, and each other can't observe each other's movements at all, and don't know each other's existence. So, after Lu Binglin had done all the observations and thoughts, and wrote all the notes, until he put it in his usual backpack, we had not returned to the side of the ship. ”

"Is this possible?"

"Why is it impossible? Lu Binglin observed the inexplicable restart of the East Star, and the appearance and disappearance of the backpack, doesn't it mean that two different time cross-sections have intersected?"

"But how did the Dongxing that we got on together enter a different time cross-section? If there were different cross-sections on this ship, would the ship still be a ship? Wasn't it already torn apart?" Team Cao still couldn't agree with Huansheng's inference, and asked relentlessly.

"I think it must have something to do with the electromagnetic transmitter in the cabin. Team Cao, have you noticed, everyone who entered the bilge of the East Star, whether it was Professor Lu, Wei Zhihua, or the crew of the original East Star, was gone, and those who did not go in, we, the ship boss, and Wang Huzi were all able to get out, which shows that the electromagnetic device has been working, interacting with the original abnormal magnetic field, and forming a different time cross-section. It is estimated that this is also the reason why Wei Zhihua later used two scientific research ships equipped with electromagnetic transmitters, and why he needed Professor Lu to locate the body of the Dongxing. Little Ray still hugged his homemade flagpole and joined our discussion, but the sea was windless, and his coat hung listlessly.

"You're missing one of the people you're talking about. Team Cao nodded towards where Ding Jian was sitting, lowered his voice and continued, "He painted almost all the places on the ship, and he must have entered the bilge, how did he get out? What is the difference between him and the others? I don't see the difference. ”

"Team Cao, it is impossible for us to unlock all the secrets, and we cannot have the courage to go in again, many things cannot be proven. But what does the bond mentioned by Lu Binglin in the note mean? The drifting bottle can come back, and Lu Binglin's note can also come back, which proves that the bond exists. Xiao Lei's idea is very reasonable, Lao Cao, do you remember, Wei Zhihua said that Ding Jian seems to be in a state of sleepwalking for a long time, have you ever thought about why? This must not refer to the loss of self-consciousness, but to the relativity of the cross-section of time. ”

Huansheng saw Team Cao's blank face, sighed, and continued to explain word by word, "I have often had such a situation, I have a dream, this dream is very long, I have done a lot of things in the dream, every detail, every process is very clear, even if you think about it again, it takes a long time, but when you wake up, you look at the watch and find that it has only been a short time. ”

"Yes, it's not that some experts say that the reason for this situation is because people are in a state of light sleep, the brain is actually very active, and the speed of operation is much faster than when they are awake, so it only takes a short time for the brain to go through the episode in the dream, and this process is stored in the memory, and when the person recalls, the brain is running at a normal speed, so there is an illusion of time. I suddenly reacted to Team Cao's answer, which was the original words spoken by Zhou Cheng during the chat two years ago, Team Cao was word-for-word, and even the tone and tone were copied, I couldn't help but admire his memory.

Obviously, Huansheng also realized the source of Team Cao's answer, and asked again, "This is Zhou Cheng's explanation, but Zhou Cheng can't answer how sleepwalking appeared, especially the kind of people who can still live and work normally in the sleepwalking state, is this all subconscious driven? Where is the difference in time? Will people be in a state of light sleep, and will they be connected to different time cross-sections, such as Ding Jian......" This time, Huansheng's voice was a little loud, although Ding Jian's two words came out, he already felt that something was wrong, and swallowed the latter sentence back, but Ding Jian obviously heard it and slowly turned his face.

The setting sun swept a soft glow across his face, his long hair was scattered, and his eyes were blazing, giving him a mysterious smell all over his body. He smiled at us, looked enlightened, and sat back down beside us.

"Uncle Chang, I want to talk to you about hell......"

(Something does not refer to it, but it does not refer to it.) There is no finger in the world, and there is nothing to say. It does not refer to the world, but things can be said to refer to ?--Gongsun Longzi")