In my silent frown, the man seemed to finally come to his senses, put away the wooden card, was silent for a moment, and then said, "It's not long, about three hours." ”

Three hours? Three hours before the boat had just crossed the backwater bay, loitering behind this high slope? What is the speed of this ship?

"Surprised?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and asked me.

"yes, I'm amazed at the speed of the ship." I was a little confused, and almost subconsciously replied, because I couldn't think of any other reason.

"Really?" The middle-aged man didn't say anything to me, just rubbed the sign in his hand, asked a rhetorical question, and then looked up and said to me: "You should go down, after a while, the ship will not be peaceful, and the chance of surviving in the cabin is always better." ”

I always felt that something was wrong, and a strong thought kept swirling in my head, and when I was almost into the square hole, I finally couldn't hold back the thought in my heart, and suddenly I turned around, and ran in the direction of the deck.

It's not a question of speed, it's certainly not a question of speed! There was only one thought in my mind, and it seemed to me so important to figure it out that I even remembered a scene I had seen above the altar, which was the water behind the high slope, and I had the feeling that I didn't know if it was an illusion, that the boat would never get there.

The middle-aged man was taken aback by my sudden outburst, he stood up abruptly, ran two steps quickly, and shouted: "You"

But the cabin wasn't too big, and it was too late for him to stop me, and in such a short time I had already rushed out of the house and onto the deck.

Then I was afraid that he would stop me, so I rushed to the side of the boat, and then looked at the water under the side of the ship, and began to be stunned.

The sound of the Yellow River resounded in my ears, and another stronger sound was the sound of the bloody boat breaking the water, which showed that the speed of the boat was not slow at all, and my face was a little ugly, and I looked up into the distance, and found that the hillside had formed a turning point in front of me, but it did not prevent me from faintly seeing the section of the river that I had seen on the altar before.

Looking into the distance, you can feel the speed of the ship, which is not slow at all, and is sailing quickly towards the bend of the mountain.

At this time, footsteps sounded behind me, and I looked back with a somewhat ugly face, wasn't it the middle-aged man? His eyes were a little complicated, he seemed to be a little pity, and he seemed a little helpless.

"Why bother? It would be painful to know too much. The boat has been on this road for so many years, and you are the first to be unruly. The middle-aged man said indifferently, but his words only seemed to be stating a fact, without the slightest anger.

"What are the consequences if you don't follow the rules?" I asked this question, I want to enter Ghost Fighting Bay, if this middle-aged man wants to do something to me, even if Emperor Lao Tzu and Wu Tian reappear, I will fight with him, and the last one-ten-thousandth hope cannot be given up.

How can I forget all my companions who are still on the altar? And the half of the master that may exist in the inner village? I'm going to break the game, I'm going back!

"There are no consequences, because I am just a boat keeper and a guide, and I have no power to punish anyone! If there must be consequences," he was silent at this point, his eyes falling on the scenery outside the ship, and his eyes were indescribably complex.

I also subconsciously followed his gaze to look out of the boat, at this time the boat was passing the turning point of the hillside, the turning point here is a little huge, maybe you can see the scenery after the turning point from afar, but when you get closer to the turning point, you can only see the front of you in front of you.

I breathed a sigh of relief, no matter how strange things were, we had to sail here and cross the turn of the hill, and I had an indescribable emotion that after the turn, everything would be safe.

"If there must be a consequence, it will only be the pain from within, that is, the despair when a person is not afraid of death, but finds that there is no going back." The middle-aged man's voice was very soft, a little cautious, and it felt like he was afraid of irritating me.

I don't know what I mean, but at this time, the ship has sailed through that turn, there is no oppression of the high slope, the sky is bright, I just want to relax completely, but my heart is tense, I subconsciously look up, look at everything in front of me, and then irrepressibly sit on the deck.

What the? How could this be! How could this be! I don't know how to describe what I saw in words, but simply put, after that turning point, I thought I would inevitably go to a new place, which turned out to be not at all, but returned to the same place!

Yes, back to the original place, even if I Chen Cheng is tired again and again, I will not mistake the scene in front of me, exactly the same high slope, every vicissitudes of life has not changed, exactly the same turning point that looks far away, and there is no difference in even the arc.

I want to laugh very much, I want to comfort myself, just like the words written in the poem, the mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and there is no way out, maybe there is another village behind this, the scenery seems to be the same, making people think that they are lost, as long as they pass the next turn, they find that it is just the mountains and rivers are restored.

So, I was stubbornly silent, clenched my fists, and stared at the speed of the ship in the distance, which was not slow at all, and there were many oars stretched out at the bottom of the cabin, rowing hard, how could it be slow? That's what I knew as soon as I got on the boat, huh? I thought something was wrong just now, probably because of this, right?

So, the boat sailed quickly, and after twenty minutes or so, at that turning point again, my heart began to beat violently, cold sweat oozed from my clenched fists, and my nervous throat was thirsty

Soon, the turning point passed again, and I closed my eyes for a moment, then slowly opened my breath heavily, and then slowly looked up, and found the same scenery in front of me.

At this point, I couldn't hold back my low howl any longer, and slammed my fist on the deck, and the deck made a dull 'thump', and I couldn't help but hold my head.

"So, what's the trouble?" The middle-aged man rubbed the sign in his hand and walked quietly towards the cabin, a sigh emanating faintly from his mouth, and then dissipating into the air.

I finally understood that sentence, I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid that I can't go back, if the weird scene, if everyone finds out the truth, they can experience this kind of despair.

But I suddenly thought of something wrong, and suddenly got up, chased after the middle-aged man's lonely-looking back, and I said loudly: "Is there a way?" Isn't it? For example, the ship can turn around and go back? Is that right? ”

"You'll be disappointed." The middle-aged man turned to look at me, and the pity in his eyes was even greater.

"Are we going to be drifting here all the time? Neither old nor dead? That's all the time? In desperation, I asked a question that did not make sense, and if he answered yes to me, I would not hesitate to jump out of the boat, swim by myself, whatever it is, in short, I don't want to be trapped in this ship of despair.

"Of course not, but I don't know how long I will sail like this, and even if I get to my destination, I won't be able to get out. Don't you think? The middle-aged man's attitude seemed to be very good, and in the face of my mania, he did not fluctuate for half a minute, but chose to answer my questions patiently.

His words were a little obscure, but they were very clear, which meant that the ship had sailed to its destination in such a strange way, so do you think it was possible to go back?

I breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't an endless voyage like this, there was still some hope, even if the destination was a sea of swords and fire, after experiencing the weird feeling just now, I felt like heaven.

The middle-aged man saw that my mood calmed down a little, and said quietly: "Go down, go where you should be, I also said, knowing too much is better than not knowing the pain that is coming." ”

But I suddenly thought of a possibility, and couldn't help but say loudly: "I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?" If you can't go back, how can you end up in Backwater Bay? If that"

I don't know what to ask, but there is a possibility that I feel very close, but I can't remember what it is for a while.

The middle-aged man stopped again, looked at me and said, "The last repetition, knowing everything is more painful than not knowing, in that case, why should I tell you?" ”