On the blood-colored sea, corpses floated. Some were soaked and swollen with pus and blood, some were pecked by seabirds and their flesh was blurred, some were mutilated, and some were burned to a pulp...... At a glance, it is dense, covering the surface of the water, and the salty sea breeze is mixed with a strong stench that cannot be dissolved, and people want to vomit.

If he had seen such a terrifying scene an hour ago, no matter how tenacious Zhao Lie, as a policeman, was nervous, he would have to vomit bile. But just now, he was still a member of the group of corpses, and he was salvaged from the sea of blood, and his state of mind was unusually calm.

Perhaps, a person who "died and came alive" is like this.

Just an hour ago, he had just graduated from the police academy and was assigned to a police station in a town in Hepu, Beihai, and followed Lao Yan, a veteran police officer, to investigate a case of illegal production of gutter oil. I thought it was just an ordinary civil case, but when I touched the abandoned factory, I found a cellar. Entering the cellar and walking dozens of meters in the dark along the tunnel, I actually arrived at a warehouse when I came out.

At first glance when he saw the situation in the warehouse, he and Lao Yan were stunned - this was actually an underground black gun production base!

A gunshot rang out, and Lao Yan fell. Immediately, a black, smoky muzzle was pointed at his head—a black star (54 pistol).

He was then taken into a deep cave, where the gangsters stored their black powder. Here he was handcuffed to one hand and subjected to a beating by five or six gangsters.

Probably the gangsters thought it was no fun to beat up a policeman who had no ability to resist, so they only handcuffed him so that he still had the ability to fight back. But they never expected that this seemingly handsome trainee police officer would be so crazy in a fight.

Zhao Liefa was stunned, a mouthful of blood sprayed to confuse the gangster's eyes, punched the opponent's four big teeth, and then kicked the other gangster's balls. At the same time that the two gangsters fell to the ground, he was also paralyzed by the four crazy gangsters.

Facing the muzzle of the black hole that was raised again, Zhao Lie made one last move - he hit the lighter that he had been holding in his palm and had not been searched, and threw it at the gunpowder pile......

Why did it come back to life? Why did you come here? Why so many corpses? What's going on here?

There are too many questions, almost bursting Zhao Lie's head, it's so uncomfortable!

Zhao Lie held his head in both hands, and his body, which was almost stiff by the sea breeze, finally moved.

"Grandpa, he moved."

A crisp voice came from behind him. Zhao Liemeng turned his head, and what caught his eye was a pair of black eyes like paint, clear and bright.

It is a girl's face, with a rounded contour and an extremely soft jaw curve. She wore a blue cloth headscarf as common to coastal fishermen, and was dressed in a loose-fitting dress that resembled a bit like Japanese, with a tie collar and narrow sleeves, revealing half of her wheat-colored arms and calves. However, the texture of the fabric is not very good, not only rough, but also covered with patches, and there are holes in a few places.

Zhao Lie vaguely remembered that it seemed that the girl had fished herself onto the boat with a long penny with a hook just now.

"Is this little brother injured?" Behind the girl, a wrinkled old face flashed, dressed in a coarse cloth fisherman's suit, and she was struggling to shake the oar.

"Injured?!" Zhao Lie subconsciously touched his body, he was surprised, he clearly remembered that before throwing out the lighter, he was seriously injured. It was precisely because it was difficult to survive the self-payment that he fought to the death and pulled all the gangsters on their backs. But now the sticky blood dirt on half of the body is still there, and there are obvious holes in the police uniform, but the skin exposed by the tears is smooth and smooth - obviously it was scratched when the gangsters waved the steel pipe before, and the blood flowed all over the ground, what is the situation?

The girl's bright eyes spun around on Zhao Lie's ghostly face, flashed a trace of doubt, and then turned her face and stared intently at the sea.

"Look at his vigor, it's fine, the blood is not his." It was a passenger on the ship who spoke, sitting in the middle of the ship, about in his early twenties, lean and lean, with very flexible eyes, and a dark face with obvious signs of sunburn. The clothes he was wearing were a bit strange, similar to the floating corpses in the river, and they were also bloody, as if they had just been fished up......

At this moment, the man was staring at Zhao Lie's clothes: "You are a monk, right?" This dress is quite strange, and there are two silver flowers on the shoulders. Don't say it, it's pretty good, where did you get it? ”

Are there still people who don't know police uniforms these days? Zhao Lie stared at the man's eyes, and after five seconds, he made sure that the other party was not pretending to be stupid or knowingly asking. He didn't answer right away, his face turned to the sea, this will be kung fu, there seem to be more floating corpses. The corpses were clearly dressed in ancient fashion, with long hair scattered and floating on the water, some in buns, some in braids. In addition to the corpses, arrows, quivers, horned bows, and wooden spears were also floating. More often than not, cracked planks and scorched broken sails.

It looks like a tragic situation after a big war, and moreover, it is an ancient war.

Zhao Lie's gaze swept over the stern of the boat, where there was a drenched, curled up in a ball, and a sluggish girl in palace clothes.

What's going on? Why is it all ancient costumes? Don't......

"Grandpa, look, there's another one there." The girl stopped rocking and pointed to the sea.

The people on the boat followed her fingers, but saw a person not far away lying on a broken board the size of a tabletop, with his hair scattered and undulating with the waves. When the ship approached, there was no joy on the face of the man who had fallen into the water for salvation, but only numbness.

The old man put down the oar, picked up a penny from his feet, and exclaimed, "Grab the pole!" ”

The man was expressionless and unmoved.

The old man called again and again, but to no avail, he jumped into the sea in a hurry, swam to the man, grabbed the end of the plank, and dragged the boat closer.

The girl stretched out her hand to pull the man into the boat, but the man was like a clay sculpture and wood carving, and did not cooperate at all.

The lean young man was busy with the handle, but the man was tall, and with all kinds of uncooperation, the two of them couldn't drag the boat for a while.

"Hey, don't be stupid, come and help."

The girl's summoning made Zhao Lie feel excited, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help. It's not that he reacts slowly, but everything in front of him completely confuses him, and he vaguely feels as if something important is wrong, very wrong!

The four of them worked together to finally drag this strange man onto the boat.

The strange man fell to the ship's board, as if his soul had returned to his body, his bones got up, changed his previous zombie state, faced the east, stared straight ahead, and suddenly beat his chest and feet, and burst into tears: "The country is broken, the emperor is collapsed, and the minister is dead." If you are martyred, why save me! ”

The more Zhao Lie listened, the more wrong he became, grabbed the strange man's arms, and asked eagerly, "Brother, what did you say?" Can you make it clear, what country collapsed? ”

The strange man glared at him: "Are you a monk who turns into a monk?" ”

"No, I'm a people's police ......"

"Then you are from Song?"

"Huh? What Song people ......"

"Yes, there is no Song anymore, how can the Song people come?" The strange man turned around and looked east, crying loudly, bowing and bowing, "Da Song, dead-"

Zhao Lie's head buzzed, he was stunned for ten seconds, and suddenly picked up the strange man, stared at the other party's eyes viciously, and said word by word: "Say it clearly, what Da Song died?" ”

The strange man stared at Zhao Lie with a kind of "I pity you" gaze, and shook his head sadly: "The contemptible man of the mountains and fields, I don't know that the country is going to die, and I don't know that this person is a slave and a maid." Sad husband! Anyway, let me tell you - the Yuan Thief has broken through the defenses of our army and broken the chain of ships of our army. Prime Minister Lu Cheng jumped into the sea with the official family behind his back...... 200,000 soldiers and civilians are finished! It's over! The Great Song is over! ”

Prime Minister Lu? Lu Xiufu!

Official? Emperor of the Song Dynasty? Could it be the nine-year-old little emperor?

The history of Zhao Hunt is quite passable, and he doesn't know much or too little about the Song Dynasty. The prime minister of a country jumped into the sea with the little emperor on his back and died in the country, such a tragic history, as long as you have seen it, you will never forget it.

"You—you mean, here...... Is it the mountain? Zhao Lie's voice was hoarse, and even his tone changed.

Before the strange man could speak, he heard the girl scream: "Look, my God! ”

Zhao Lie turned his face, and the scene in front of him made him unforgettable for the rest of his life, and it became his nightmare from then on.

At this time, an undulating island appeared on the sea level, and the fire burned at the junction of the island and the sea, and the fire was so continuous and wide that it looked as if the whole island was being roasted on a fire.

The sea of remnant sun and blood is mixed into one color, and the sea water is surging, as if it is boiling by the sky-high fire,

The sea breeze was blowing, and instead of the familiar sticky moisture, it carried a stream of heat. With the wind in the ears, there are bursts of buzzing sounds, detailed and distinct, some laughing, some screaming, some begging for mercy, and some wailing.

An even more frightening scene appeared on the cliff wall of the island, but I saw small black dots on the cliff wall falling like dense rain, jumping off the rough sea like dumplings.

Although he couldn't see it clearly, Zhao Lie was sure that these small black dots were not falling rocks, but ...... Person!

Zhao Lie's pupils shrank like needles, and his hands clung to the side of the ship, creepy, like a nightmare.

The miserable laughter of the strange man came from his ears: "You're right, that's the mountain!" ”