The so-called man is determined to win the day at that moment is completely a fool's dream, and in the catharsis of nature, man is as small as a grain of dust, not knowing where to go, but to end. I even felt that www.biquge.info person was no different from the thorny, hard-shelled microbes I saw under the microscope, and that they thought they were in charge of everything around them, but in fact to the observer on the other side of the lens, it was too simple and absurd to mention.

I don't even know when the rain began to fall on the lake, and the raindrops were dense like layers of translucent screens, constantly smashing down on the wooden boats, and constantly shattering into thousands of points of light. And the big waves in the lake are like a pair of invisible giant hands stretching out from the bottom of the lake, beating, kneading, and tearing this small boat.

The fight with the whirlpool should have been five or six minutes before and after, but in my memory, it seemed like an hour, a day, or even longer. Maybe it's a kind of infinite amplification of fear in the subconscious, or maybe in a short period of time, the brain is stuffed with too many memories and leaves too many freeze-frame images.

As far as I can remember, Zeng Qian rushed from the cockpit to the deck and threw the stainless steel bucket with a long rope to the center of the whirlpool. And the bucket seemed to be pulled into the lake by a huge force, Zeng Qian stumbled and was almost dragged into the lake by the rope, but she did not let go, but crawled on the deck, with her thin shoulders against the side of the boat, and dragged it back, her assistant and Lao Huang Lian rolled up to help Zeng Qian pull back the bucket.

Xiao Lei was standing at the stern of the boat at the moment, he clamped an iron pipe in the cabin with his arm, and his body swayed violently with the shaking of the wooden boat. He hunched over, trying to stabilize his body with all his might, his hands clutching the camera, and constantly shooting at the whirlpool. Several boatmen on the aft deck sat or lay on their stomachs, but they all clung to the logs.

And Lao Qi in the wheelhouse, his face was expressionless, his hands were pressed on the steering wheel, staring at the lake motionlessly. The glass on the front of the wheelhouse has been completely shattered, and a boatman has been thrown to the front by the huge inertia, his face is covered with blood marks from broken glass, and the rain keeps flowing down, but he still holds the window frame with one hand, points to the whirlpool with the other, and shouts to indicate the direction for Lao Qi.

For many years, this image often came to my mind, not because of the deep memory of nine deaths, but because of the sense of detachment after forgetting the fear of death.

At that moment, my brain was running at high speed, all the clues of the investigation after entering the Poyang Lake area, all the flickering records in the data, and all the eyewitness descriptions in the clouds surfaced one by one, entangled with countless huge vines, and slowly unraveled.

The accidental fall of meteorites 10,000 years ago, the cracks in the earth's crust caused by the impact, the dormancy and awakening of alien species, the closed ecological environment formed by geothermal rivers and radioactive radiation sources, the gradual integration of the unique life operation mechanism and the surrounding environment, and the description and even worship of the unknowable by witnesses in different eras, all of which are unbelievable myths...... All of this points to a fact that no one understands, but indeed the only one that justifies itself.

The extraterrestrial meteorite is a seed that unexpectedly came to the bottom of Poyang Lake. Like the turtle and snake, it will lie dormant because of the temperature, when it recovers, its form is not fixed, maybe it flows like a river, maybe it stands like a rock, it can feed on all kinds of organic and even inorganic matter, those glowing spheres and microorganisms are its cells, predatory is combined, dormant is scattered, maybe the geothermal river is its bones, maybe the spring is its blood. Its physiological operating mechanism is different from any species on the planet, and even subverts our understanding of individuals and populations, yes, this is a population, made up of tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of individuals, but it is only an individual, an individual made up of tens of billions of cells at a given moment.

It may be the Kun of the Northern Underworld, the Peng of the Southern Underworld, or the Turtle of the Black Water, which hides the snake body of the female snail. The poems of the ancestors always thought that they were imaginary illusions, but they never thought that they were white descriptions full of piety. "Xuanwu Buxi Jellyfish, and I Period Xi Nanrong", Xuanwu Xuanwu, is the secret hidden at the bottom of Poyang Lake really the true evidence of ancient legends?

Unfortunately, at that moment, I didn't know if I would have a chance to test these conjectures, because in the center of the whirlpool, a huge sphere that was more than a dozen times larger than our wooden boat, glowing with a strong pale blue dazzling light, was slowly floating up.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, staring at the object that didn't seem to be supposed to exist in this world. I knew that it was a confluence of thousands of small points of light, and that they had only one purpose, to devour the wooden boats whirling around the edge of the whirlpool.

The huge ball of light slowly floated above the surface of the lake, and the raindrops fell on the luminous body, which soon turned into wisps of green smoke, and the lake around it seemed to be boiling, diffusing hot water vapor. The sphere seems to breathe, the light is bright and dark, as if it is also observing us.

Whirlwinds began to blow at the edge of the whirlpool, forming countless small columns of water more than three feet high, as if jumping on the surface of the water. The sky above us was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and there was still a faint sound of thunder. The boat shook a little, but we all knew that the calm was only temporary, and that the wooden boat was about to face more violent storms.

At this time, Lao Huang had already helped Zeng Qian pull the bucket onto the wooden boat, helped her into the cockpit, jumped to the steering wheel, pressed the steering wheel with one hand, and shouted to Lao Qi: "Lao Qi, the waterspout is coming soon, the wooden boat can't help it, quickly accelerate the right full rudder." ”

Lao Qi's gaze did not leave the whirlpool, and said coldly: "I know, the whirlpool is still accelerating, and it still has to go around a few times, and the speed is not enough now." ”

Lao Huang pushed Lao Qi violently, trying to snatch the steering wheel. "There's no time, you can't get out if you don't turn. I didn't think that this one didn't push Lao Qi, and the two of them just held the steering wheel and stalemate.

I hugged Lao Huang from behind and shouted in his ear: "Lao Huang, let go, life and death are instantaneous, you can only listen to one person." ”

I didn't hear what Lao Huang was arguing about, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the loud horn sounded again. This time, we all understood that it was the sound coming from the center of the huge glowing orb. In the whirlpool, there are more small points of light converging towards the ball of light, this time, it is no longer integrated into the ball of light, but rotating next to the ball of light, and gradually forming more than a dozen chains of light more than ten meters long.

Zeng Qian called out next to me: "Uncle Chang, look, these points of light are composed of whip feet, just like the luminescent creatures in the microscope. "I immediately understood what Zeng Qian meant, the luminescent microorganism in the microscope can be seen as a basic cellular structure of the human body, and now, countless cells are being reassembled into a behemoth, and it will also retain the characteristics of a single cell. Indeed, apart from the absence of a hard shell with barbs, what we are now in front of us already looks very much like a creature under a microscope.

Consistent with Lao Qi's prediction, the whirlpool accelerated again, and the violent shaking of the wooden boat made me feel that it might fall apart at any moment. The whip of the glowing object was less than ten meters away from our ship's side, and we could already feel the heat that was billowing around it, and smell its pungent fishy smell. Lao Qi shouted loudly: "I'm looking for something to hold on tightly, I'm going to rush." ”

After the wooden boat spun rapidly, Lao Qi slammed the steering wheel to the right, even pressing half of his body up, and pushed the engine's rev handle to his head with the other hand. The bow of the ship made a white wave in the whirlpool, and the hull of the ship tilted to the right. At the moment when the starboard side of the wooden boat was about to invade the water, under the action of a huge centrifugal force, the wooden boat rose into the air on the outer edge of the whirlpool, swayed from side to side, and flew for five or six seconds before falling heavily into Poyang Lake again.

The moment it came into contact with the water, several logs sticking out of the hull broke off one after another, and I don't know whether it was a dog or a straight, and was thrown out by the huge impact. I grabbed the iron pillar on the door frame, Lao Huang and Zeng Qian hugged the iron beam in the middle of the cockpit tightly, but Lao Qi didn't have a suitable thing to grasp, his body rose and almost touched the roof of the cockpit, and he slapped heavily on the ground, motionless.

The wooden boat shook violently a few more times and stabilized, but the engine still roared, and the boat was still moving forward. I ran to Lao Qi and helped him up. His face was pale, his nostrils were bleeding, and his right arm seemed to be broken. When I helped him, he woke up from his coma and tried to stand up, but he seemed to have no strength, and when he saw Lao Huang also coming over, he said to him: "Lao Huang, you can take the helm this time, don't stop, run as far as you can." ”

Lao Huang patted him on the shoulder, stood up, held the steering wheel, I handed Lao Qi to Zeng Qian, and looked at the stern.

At this moment, we were nearly two or three hundred meters away from the whirlpool, and in the center of the whirlpool, a waterspout with a thickness of more than ten meters had already risen into the air, changing its strange colors under the illumination of the ball of light. But the whirlpool seemed to be changing direction, and the ball of light was slowly sinking into the lake, but the clouds were clearly pressing on our side, and the rain was starting to grow heavier again. But I'm not so worried anymore, the speed at which the whirlpool moves, or the speed at which the luminaries move, is far from keeping up with the speed of our boats, and as long as the water temperature drops beyond the range of the geothermal river, the luminaries will definitely not catch up.

Lao Huang also looked back and scolded: "It's still entangled." Reaching out to push the speed handle, but just as Lao Huang's hand touched the handle, there were two loud noises from the engine at the stern, a wisp of black smoke rose up, and the wooden boat shook twice and slowly stopped. At this moment, I suddenly thought of the story of the thunder split and the blessing monument told by Director Guo, the house leak happened to be raining, is this the so-called destiny?

(Knowing illusion is separation, not making convenience; detachment from illusion is perception, and there is no gradual.) All bodhisattvas and sentient beings in the last days, if they practice in this way, they will be able to leave all illusions forever. --"Yuanjue Sutra") (To be continued.) )