Chapter 689: Lighthouse
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Ling Yang ran wildly for a while, his legs were weak for a while, and he knew that he couldn't run like this anymore, lest his physical strength be too overdrawn.
Moreover, the currents in several layers of sea water have been refracted, reflecting the shadows in the lighthouse, and I don't know how far away it is. If you can't get there in a short time, saving energy is the most important thing right now.
Thinking of this, Ling Yang slowed down, hugged Tianbao in the most comfortable position, and walked forward step by step.
Ling Yang even saved the strength to pinch his thoughts, and with every step he took, the soles of his feet were only less than a centimeter away from the beach, and he slid forward and fell, cherishing his physical strength to the extreme. Finally, I don't know how long I walked, just when Ling Yang made up his mind to climb and climb over with Tianbao on his back, a small black dot finally appeared in front of Ling Yang's eyes.
Seeing that black dot, it must have been the lighthouse he had just seen at the bottom of the sea, Ling Yang quickened his pace slightly and walked quickly in the direction of the lighthouse. The lighthouse continued to enlarge in front of Ling Yang's eyes, and Ling Yang finally saw clearly that the lighthouse was built into a floating tower, and the appearance was a bit like the architectural appearance of the ancient Tang Dynasty on the Silk Road.
The tower body is divided into three layers, the more up the thinner and thinner, the connection of the three-layer tower body, as if a rope is stretched out of a dent, each section of the tower body is round and bulging outward, the top is a regular rectangular spire, the spire is inlaid with a mirror or something like that, under the scorching sun, it reflects a dazzling light.
Walking to the distance in front of the tower, Ling Yang seemed to have gone through several reincarnation tribulations, and he couldn't help but secretly pray in his heart, this life-saving straw must not be like a mirage in the desert, when his fingers touch, it is just a phantom of nothingness.
Ling Yang finally walked to the bottom of the tower, looking at the slender shadow reflected by the tower between the white sand and the red sea, and finally put his mind at ease, because there will be no shadow in a mirage.
The tower sits directly on the edge of the sea, above the white sand. Half of the base is immersed in seawater, and half is left in the sand. In the middle there was a wooden door with a half-soaked bottom, and the formwork was held together with iron bars, without any handles, and it seemed to be pushed inward.
Ling Yang carefully pushed open the tower door, the tower door seemed to have not been opened for a long time, the rusty hinge made an obscure creaking sound, the tower was pitch black, nothing could be seen, only the sound of water spraying out of the ground and spilling into a container like a pool.
Ling Yang felt the damp breath rushing in the tower, but there was no salty taste, and he resisted the curiosity of rushing in to find out, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is there anyone?" Is there anyone here? ”
Ling Yang asked several times in succession, but received no response, so he had to push the wooden door completely open, and by the light outside, he tried to see the situation inside the clock tower.
However, Ling Yang was soon disappointed, the bell tower didn't know what was strange, even if the gate was completely opened, the sunlight outside could not shine into the bell tower at all. With the tower gate as the dividing line, the inside and outside of the clock tower are two completely different worlds, without any contact or influence on each other.
Ling Yang was hesitating whether to take Tianbao into the lighthouse with him, when the tower suddenly lit up.
Ling Yang suddenly came into contact with such a strong light, his eyes couldn't adapt for a while, and he subconsciously closed tightly. Ling Yang hurriedly carried Tianbao behind him, took a few steps back, and when he opened his eyes again, the tower fell into darkness again.
Ling Yang tentatively stepped into the wooden door with one foot, only to find that the light in the tower was still bright. In the middle of the first floor of the tower, a fountain made of unknown transparent material is full of clear water, and the spring in the middle of the pool is constantly gushing clear water, but it is never able to overflow the pool, and it is always full.
Next to the cistern, a half-eaten fish was placed on a dining table, and a man wrapped in a black cloth cloak with a difficult face, and in his dry palm, he held a night pearl the size of a baby's fist, which filled the entire floor of the tower, and the light emanated from the night pearl.
"Who are you? Why did you come to this place? ”
Ling Yang stood at the door for a long time, and finally waited for the man in black to speak. It's just that the voice of the man in black is obscure and ugly, and the voice of his speech is like a harsh sound made by two pieces of iron rubbing together. And the words and sentences of the man in black are very jerky, as if he has not opened his mouth for thousands of years, which sounds very strange.
"I, my daughter and I got lost, and we happened to see this lighthouse and wanted to come in and ask for some water." Ling Yang didn't know how to answer the man in black's question: "Are you the master here?" I don't know if it's convenient. My daughter, who seems to be suffering from dehydration, has not eaten for a long time. ”
Ling Yang tried his best to make his tone sound pitiful. The man in black suddenly laughed, leaning forward and backward with laughter, unable to even hold the night pearl in his hand, and suddenly rolled down on the table, as if he had heard a big joke.
"Lost people? Can you get lost to the end of time and space? ”
When the man in black laughed, the hood of the cloak on his head slipped down, revealing a head full of silver threads and the vicissitudes of wrinkles on his face, and he looked like a bad old man in his last years.
The old man laughed for five or six minutes, slid off his chair and sat on the ground with laughter, and rolled all over the ground, and finally after laughing enough, he slowly got up from the ground and walked quickly towards Ling Yang: "When you came in just now, I thought it was because I had been trapped here for a long time, and I had a mental hallucination, and I couldn't believe it for a while. Come on in, old man, and entertain you. ”
Ling Yang didn't know where the old man came from, so he was secretly on guard. However, Ling Yang and Tianbao were already weak and weak, and the power of their abilities was completely useless here, so they could only resign themselves to fate, and were pulled to the dining table by the old man and sat down: "You guys, are you really human?" ”
The old man stroked the back of Ling Yang's hand in disbelief, his fingers trembling violently, as if rubbing a rare treasure.
"What you said is so fresh, we are not human, can we still be ghosts?" It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided. At this point, Ling Yang simply let it go: "Old man, don't you talk nonsense, didn't you say that you want to entertain our father and daughter?" If there is something delicious to drink, hurry up and serve it! ”