The air was filled with a strong smell of sulfur, and such a dark and dull treasure could not attract even a mouse.

Cough!

The last puddle of water in his throat, accompanied by mucus and saliva, accompanied by a violent cough, poured out of Glenn's mouth, which had protruded into a cylinder due to the exertion. When there was finally no water to vomit, he gasped violently, followed by a rapid gasp, like a dead man resurrected. The air went back and forth in the unobstructed throat, and it was too enjoyable before it slowly calmed down.

That's when his nasal cavity becomes fussy again. Ahem!ahem...... This time it wasn't because of the water, but because of the smell of sulfur that filled the house. Ge Lan instinctively raised her hand, wanting to cover her mouth and nose, and do a fearless struggle-

Bell!

Familiar sounds. Before he could see it, Ge Lan already knew what was rattling between his hands—and of course, he couldn't see it. It's even worse than the arrow tower of the city gate and the prison of the gorge wall of the Dragon Bridge, where there is at least light and at least no brimstone.

The chains between the handcuffs were so short that they looked like two bracelets together, and the feet were flailed, and the wooden flail the size of a cutting board was placed over the ankles—the skin was thin, and the fragile ankle bones were separated by a layer of skin, and the flails were about unisex and no more than two inches in diameter, and they were painful. In general, Ge Lan was not much stronger than a bundle of grain, and he turned his body with difficulty, his knees curled up in front of his chest, and he lay on his side with his elbows on the ground, like a fish falling out of a basin of water, flapping his body, but he could not stand up on land in any way.

Ge Lan tried two or three more times, and through the thin ochre clothes, his left elbow was already oozing blood. One, two, up! The dry carp once again tried in vain to prop up its body with its thin side fins, but this time it seemed to have found a way, and it exerted its strength diagonally, half sideways and half prostrate, and actually knelt down and straightened up.

The pitch-black world was still shaking, and Ge Lan curled his toes, his toes on the ground, carefully adjusting his center of gravity, he had some gains and losses, and he was afraid that rash attempts would put him in a situation where he would fall short.

This process lasted for a long time, in such a dark environment, every breath, every heartbeat for a long time, why are you so indecisive, how can you be so cowardly, so long that Ge Lan's heart resounded scolding, so long that this scolding made him embarrassed - finally, he made up his mind, hunched his back, kept his center of gravity in front, and then resolutely sat back, just the strength of his heels touching the ground and his buttocks hanging in the air, from kneeling to squatting, not to sitting backwards to the ground.

The last step, stand up. Ge Lan had already seen the light of day, and he swayed from side to side, feeling the weight that was about to fall on his knees. It is not difficult to go from squatting to standing, and it is slightly more difficult to bring your feet together, but if you add the shaking ground, out of ten times, ordinary people may miss once or twice, let alone Ge Lan, whose legs are stiff and numb. He held the ground with his hands, pouted his ass first, and slowly straightened his legs-

It's done!

Ge Lan quickly straightened up, his body lost his balance for a little - this is a normal phenomenon, at this time ordinary people will take a step forward or backward, spread their legs, into a lunge, so as to stabilize their body, Ge Lan has a flail attached to his feet, he can only jump back and forth a few times, and finally stand firm.

Following the sound of the water, Glenn jumped to the side of the boat like a child learning from a rabbit, and stretched out his hands to probe what might have been a window—he felt a slit. It's a pity that the hands that got up couldn't make the elegant action of pushing the window to admire Jiang Yue, he could only slap the back of his hand hard to the side of the thin slit like a stick, and squeaked ——,half of the window and fanned outward, and the half-round moon between the wild treetops in the canyon only made a glimpse, and the window lintel touched the window frame, bounced back violently, and closed it again.

Glenn stretched out her hands to the window again, but this time gently and slowly, and finally pushed it to the end, and then held it for a long time before carefully removing it. Without manpower, the window page only fanned back a little before stopping, and the moonlight was finally able to pour generously into the cabin. Glenn finally saw her hands—but why were they still so dark, almost merging with the darkness of the cabin.

The moonlight still shone on the stacks of bamboo baskets, perhaps because of the perennial use, there were already a lot of burrs, and the look made people feel uncomfortable. I walked up the tattered bamboo basket, but I couldn't see what kind of goods were inside, but it was pitch black, like Ge Lan's hand, like the darkness of the cabin.

So Ge Lan jumped to the side again, wanting to see what kind of cargo the black-hearted ship was carrying. As soon as he reached out, the hull of the ship jerked violently—

The posture of leaning forward was not stable, and Ge Lan immediately held on to the bamboo baskets stacked in front of him.

Boom –

The entire bamboo basket fell to the deck one after another, and unknown smoke and dust were jubilant in the moonlight, like ocean waves, like silver-white mountains. Tears welled up in Ge Lan's eyes, I don't know if it was due to a fatal cough in her throat, or because of the unstoppable soreness of her eyes.

"There's movement in the cargo hold!"

Another cough, Ge Lan subconsciously covered her mouth with her hand, and something slimy sprayed onto her hand, not knowing if there was blood in it or if there were broken lungs. He was thus exposed to the unknown danger and had nowhere to escape, he tried to hold his breath, but the last breath that broke through his mouth was accompanied by a more violent cough, and he finally decided to get up again, and poked his head out of the window—

At this time, the hatch on the other side opened.

"Ahem, ahem, what does this smell like? ”

The first thing that got into Ge Lan's ears were the two coughing sounds that didn't seem to come from his mouth, is it like the emperor Lao'er, who has three thousand beauties, can't see the beauty, this body can't feel that he is being tortured?

"He knocked over the goods. Another man's voice came from behind him, much more mature than the one just now.

When Ge Lan finally turned around, he saw a rickety oil lamp, and a young man in white holding an oil lamp, and a burly black figure behind him.

......

The two men, one young and one strong, escorted Ge Lan to another cabin, and in the center of the cabin there was another oil lamp, the light of which was very weak, and could only illuminate a small space, just enough to wrap a square table. Qi Zhilai and another unknown woman stood side by side behind the table, the look on their faces could not tell whether it was disgust or doubt.

"What's wrong with him?" asked Qi Zuo.

If Ge Lan could see his face at this time, he would also frown in surprise: this slightly wooden but somewhat thoughtful face was now a black patch, with only two eyes and a mouthful of white teeth revealing his human identity.

"This ship ......" the strong man became much more docile in front of Qi Zuo's envoy, and his words stammered a little, perhaps for a side reason, "It's the one who transports the coal." ”