Fang Jing, who was so tired and in pain, was lying on the deck and pretending to be a dead man for a while, Cen Jiusan took off the diving suit on his body twice, and then squatted beside him with his face down, rubbed his hands, rubbed his arms and thighs.

Although spring had already begun, the temperature under the water was still very low, and he later removed the water bubbles, and after soaking in the water for a short time, he shivered from the cold.

If you don't really love the job of diving or are forced by life, not many people really want to do it, it's too hard.

He's pretty good, after all, it's a person with a golden finger, and those divers who don't have this preferential condition are all suffering from occupational diseases all the time.

Someone handed them a blanket, Cen Jiu took it, and wrapped it neatly around Fang Jing, until his body gradually warmed up, and then Fang Jing got up wrapped in a blanket.

Dr. Li asked his assistant to bring a bowl of ginger soup to each of them. A bowl of ginger soup was in his stomach, Fang Jing sneezed several times in a row, the cold in his body was driven away a lot, and his pale face gradually became bloody.

"I'm freezing to death." His nose was plugged, and he was angry when he spoke, Fang Jing took a few facial tissues and wiped his nose.

On the other hand, Cen Jiu walked around under the water, as if he was fine, and when he touched it, his hands were warm.

Having internal strength to protect the body is so high, Fang Jing is envious to death, it's a pity that Cen Jiu's mental method is too domineering, and it is not suitable for him to practice-byCen Jiu said.

Fang Jing believed that Cen Jiu would not lie to himself on this.

"Didn't you tell you to come back to the ship in an hour, whether you find it or not?" When they relented, Dr. Li scolded them and scolded them, "Why don't you listen to the command and keep procrastinating, and you have to drag it until the oxygen in the oxygen cylinder is exhausted before you can come up?" What if there is danger? ”

The tone was very stern, as if it wasn't him who had been worried about fidgeting just now.

Fang Jing knew that he was wrong, hung his head and didn't speak, and his attitude of admitting his mistakes was very good.

Soon the assistant found something and said more: "They didn't bring back their spearguns." ”

This speargun is not expensive, but the public things are configured after the application, and each of them is registered, and the registration and maintenance of these equipment and tools is usually the work of the assistant, and when it comes to their own work field, the assistant has one more mouth.

He really doesn't mean anything else, but he just mentions that if something is lost and he doesn't ask, other staff will learn from him in the future, and from time to time you lose one and I lose one, and then he will be very embarrassed.

Fang Jing wiped his face and said, "I just accidentally lost it underwater, I will compensate." ”

As for why he didn't tell them the reason for throwing the speargun, even if he did, it is estimated that no one would believe the supernatural thing.

In fact, he still feels a little dreamy and unrealistic.

"Two spearguns, if you lose them, you will lose them, and you will not be allowed to go to sea again in the future, even if you want to see them, you can only stay on the boat." Dr. Li frowned in disgust, and said a few words, seeing that Fang Jing seemed to be just very cold, he let Fang Jing rest and go to work on his own.

As the person in charge of the salvage of the wreck, he is very busy.

It was getting late, the sea breeze was blowing, and the temperature was very low.

Because of the accident in the past two days, everyone's mood was very depressed, Dr. Li discussed with several more experienced members of the archaeological team, and decided to suspend the operation tonight, and everyone had a good rest for the night, waiting for the arrival of tomorrow to continue work.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, except for the people on duty at night, everyone else hurried back to the rest cabin to rest, and everyone's hearts were heavy, because no one knew what the weather would be tomorrow or what strange dangers they would encounter.

Although Dr. Li allowed them to stay on the work boat, Fang Jing warmed up a little, said hello to Lao Wang, and returned to his salvage boat with Cen Jiu.

Back in the rest cabin, Fang Jing wrapped the quilt and took a boat to the small bed, and breathed a comfortable sigh, still more comfortable on his own territory.

Cen Jiu checked the tugboat inside and out as usual, and made sure that nothing was missing before returning to the cabin.

"Leave it alone, come and sleep." Fang Jing wrapped the quilt and let go of it, beckoning him to say.

As the captain and the captain's boyfriend, Fang Jing used his privilege to convert a rest cabin in the total into a captain's room dedicated to him and Cen Jiu, in fact, he didn't make much changes, but the original bunk bed was changed into a 1.5-meter-wide single bed, although it was still a little narrow, but two people could still sleep if they squeezed in.

And the weather is cold in winter, so he and Cen Jiu will not be cold when they sleep together.

Cen Jiu is a martial artist, and his body is full of yang, Fang Jing hugged him and lay down for a while, and he felt warm and comfortable.

What happened today is really incredible, neither of them has any affection, they just simply hug each other to warm up and sleep.

Fang Jing's adrenaline hadn't completely subsided at this time, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep, and he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, so that Cen Jiu was the last to turn over and suppress him.

"Want to sleep?" The tone is cheerful.

"......" Fang Jing.

encountered such a strange thing, Cen Jiu actually wanted to sleep with him, how many mouths is this?!

"No, I just can't sleep." Fang Jing's mind was still on the large piece of ghost flowers, and he asked, "What the hell are those?" ”

It's completely beyond his knowledge, okay!

Seeing that he really didn't want to sleep, the expression on Cen Jiu's face was a little regretful, let go of him, and said, "That's a ghost flower." ”

“？！！” In fact, Fang Jing just habitually asked, and by the way, diverted Cen Jiu's attention, so as not to make this obviously outstanding young man addicted to stewed meat and forget the importance of the sustainable development strategy, he didn't expect Cen Jiu to really know what it was, and he suddenly became interested.

"Ghost Flower?" He repeated, looking like he was begging for an explanation.

But isn't the ghost flower a safflower lycoris in modern times? Yes, it also has a very literary and very enchanting name called the other side flower, also known as Manzhu Shahua.

He read a few books when he was in school!

Moreover, don't bully him for being a nymphomaniac, safflower Lycoris doesn't look like that at all!

Compared to this creepy flower, safflower Lycoris couldn't be more beautiful.

"I also heard from my predecessors, I heard that people who die in vain will not disperse their souls, and they will grow this kind of ghost flower on people's bones if they condense and form grievances." Cen Jiu's face was indifferent, and the explanation sounded very mysterious, but it seemed to be very reasonable.

Fang Jing thought of the large piece of ghost flowers, as well as the skull that was offering the ghost flowers, and suddenly a gloomy cold aura rose behind him.

He is most afraid of the resentment of those who die with resentment or something, it is too terrifying!

"Is there really such a strange creature in this world? Why haven't I heard of it before? Fang Jing asked in a trembling voice.

"I don't know, I've just heard from my predecessors, and it's the first time I've seen it." Cen Jiu said, as if he was answering Fang Jing and as if he was talking to himself, "It turns out that there are really ghost flowers in this world." ”

Fang Jing glanced around, for fear that a female ghost with a cloak would suddenly emerge from any corner, so he was so frightened that he rubbed Cen Jiu's side, and his trembling voice trembled a little: "Cocoa, why are there so many dead skeletons under the sea?" ”

And according to what Cen Jiu said, ghost flowers will grow on the bones of people who died in vain, could it be that so many people died in vain?

If this is the case, what kind of accident will lead so many people to die in this sea area?

Fang Jing's mind unconsciously appeared in the various horrors of people's deaths, as long as he thought that in the sea area where he lived, there were so many resentful souls who died in vain, it really made people feel chills down his spine.

The sound of the waves outside the boat was tinged with a poignant sound.

Fang Jing moved his body uneasily, his feet shrunk, and stuffed them into Cen Jiu's two calves, and the whole person was pulled on Cen Jiu's body, Cen Jiu's warm body temperature passed through the thin cloth, which alleviated the fear in his heart a lot.

"This is the sea, maybe the ship capsized, and there are more dead, isn't there a sunken ship?" Cen Jiu said, raising his hand and touching his back.

Fang Jingzheng was thinking about Cen Jiu's words, which seemed to make sense, Leng Hao suddenly stretched out a claw behind his back, and picked it up twice on his back, and suddenly a spirit jumped up in fright, and said with a fried hair: "Don't touch it suddenly!" ”

People are scary, and it's good to scare people to death.

Cen Jiu looked at him innocently, he actually just thought that Fang Jing's rare appearance of being so scared was particularly cute, which made people soften, and he really wanted to give him a haircut.

"Are you afraid of ghosts?!" Cen Jiu stared at him for a long time, and came to a conclusion with rare wisdom.

"Who, who, who's afraid?! People die like lights go out, there are no such creatures as ghosts in this world, people are afraid of themselves. Fang Jingyi retorted solemnly.

How could he, an atheist who had been educated in materialism for decades under the red flag, believe that there would be inorganic talk of ghosts and ghosts in this world?

Cen Jiu looked at him calmly and repeated affirmatively: "You are afraid of ghosts." ”

"If you say you're not afraid, you're not afraid." Fang Jing was suddenly furious.

This dead kid has to fight him, doesn't he? It's not cute at all.

Cen Jiu turned his face and looked out the window, and suddenly, his face changed slightly: "What is that?" ”

"What's that?" Fang Jing shouted, didn't even dare to turn his head back, lifted the quilt and drilled in, and the whole person shrank into Cen Jiu's arms.

Scooping the person in his arms and covering the quilt tightly, Cen Jiu's movements were done in one go, which was called a smooth.

Do you say you're not afraid of ghosts? Hum!

The little dark guard hugged her boyfriend contentedly and fell asleep in seconds.