In fact, I have no interest in finding anchors at all, nothing more than nothing to talk about.

He glanced back at me, but the light on his phone was too weak, and I couldn't see his expression clearly. After a while, he said, "The anchor has actually been found." ”

As soon as he said that, I immediately looked around. Because the other floors were all checked by the two of us before, if we found it, it must be in this room. As a result, I don't know if the light source is not strong enough, anyway, I didn't see it after looking around.

I hesitated for a moment, and I didn't get up to look for it, now I just want to stay away from the bath, so I asked Qin Yiheng: "Where is the anchor?" ”

He didn't look back, and told me that we had actually seen the anchor on the third floor before, but the anchor was no longer what it looked like. If he guessed correctly, the bed was made from the ship's anchor melted down.

As soon as he said this, I was really surprised. Although I don't know what the steps and tools required to fire iron are, just think about it, there must be a furnace, right? Smelting metal in this bathing center? That's unrealistic!

Asking Qin Yiheng for a solution, he continued, this is not necessarily fired in the bathing center, it is likely that it was just a ceremony to bring it in before. After the ceremony is completed, it is transported out of the canopy to be fired and shipped back. The anchor is a sight to behold, but the iron bed is certainly not noticed.

He also made sense of what he said, and after chatting a few words, I had been watching him carefully.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, I let down my guard a little and relaxed my sitting posture.

I lit a cigarette and continued to ask Qin Yiheng: "Why do you have to use an anchor to melt into an iron bed?" If, according to the previous analysis, these people are just trying to record fetal dreams, then it should be as comfortable as possible to sleep. Moreover, I just said that it is you who is in the pool, you will not be so literary and artistic, referring to your own reflection, right? And the main thing is, what the hell is the person behind the curtain? ”

I really have a lot of questions, and I held it for a long time just now, so I spoke very quickly, and I don't know if he heard it clearly.

Anyway, he nodded at me, pointed to the bath again, and said, "Here's Qin Yiheng; Behind the curtain is also Qin Yiheng. ”

What he said was a bit like the logic of a voice robot, the same as if he hadn't said it.

I had to ask again and ask him to explain in detail, but I didn't understand. As a result, he actually shook his head and refused to speak.

After waiting for a while, seeing that he didn't mean to say, I was a little anxious and urged him to explain quickly. He looked at me and said that if he wanted to figure it out, he could go to the bath by himself, and after saying that, he actually made way for me.

Curiosity kills cats, I know that very well.

Although it wouldn't be dangerous to look at the situation and fish, I was still scared. Helplessly, Qin Yiheng couldn't torture to extract a confession, so I could only retreat and let him tell him what was going on in that bed.

This time, he didn't talk to me sloppily, and he stood up very seriously, looked around, and told me that there was something wrong with the whole house. I thought to myself, isn't this? No problem, what are we doing here?

I complained in my heart, but I didn't interrupt him, just patiently waited for him to continue. His style has always been like this, and the amazing things are always saved for the last time.

What Qin Yiheng said was really amazing enough. He first asked me, do you know that there is a river in the so-called underworld in the Dao, no matter what the yang world is called, whether it is called Naihe or Lechuan, in fact, it is the same river. And the legendary Nai River Bridge (one said to be called Nai He Bridge) is on this river.

Legend has it that only those who die a normal death in the yang world, or who are doing good, are qualified to cross the Nai River Bridge and embark on the path of reincarnation. And those who commit adultery, or who have strayed into the dead after their death, can only be thrown into the river to suffer. There have always been many related stories in the folklore of our country.

Although this river is called a river, it is not a clean place in the legend, it is said that it is smelly and cold inside, and the filth of the whole world is crowded in it, and the degree of discomfort can be imagined.

Therefore, some dead souls do not have the right to cross the bridge, but they are afraid that they will be thrown into the river, so they have to find other ways to cross the river.

This gives rise to a new way, which is ferrying.

Legend has it that there is a ferryman on the river in the underworld, who is responsible for collecting money to cross the river with the souls of the dead, and according to legend, the price is not low.

There is not only one ferryman, but many, so the professional ethics and reputation are uneven. There are many ferrymen who collect money and do not do things, and halfway through the boat, they will kick the "passengers" down; And the souls who are in the river themselves, because of jealousy, will drag the souls that have been kicked down, so if they fall into the water, they will want to go up again.

However, these "black ferrymen" should only be a few, and they are actually the same as the yang world, after all, there are still many good people.

Those who successfully crossed the river, that is, the souls who barely stepped into the path of reincarnation, although there will definitely be some twists and turns in the middle, but they are already very happy in comparison.

Because of this, the custom in many places is that after a person dies, he must immediately burn paper money, in addition to fighting some bad ghosts, this is also a precaution, regardless of whether the deceased is qualified to cross the bridge or not, first give enough money for the ticket to cross the river.

And this is why many places have the custom of putting paper lanterns and paper boats, in fact, they just want to give those deceased souls or deceased relatives and friends a medium or carrier to cross the river. Although it is only a beautiful vision, it is also based on the legend of the ferryman.

When Qin Yiheng said this, he stopped talking and tilted his head to look at me, as if he was asking if I understood.

I did understand what he said, but I still didn't find anything to do with this house. There is not a single river near our location, and the city is not along the Yellow River or the Yangtze River, and the whole house is barely related to water, but there is no water anywhere else except for the pool of water he put in.

I took my phone to myself and shook my head at him, bewildered.

Qin Yiheng said "um", as if he had guessed that I would have this kind of reaction, paused for a moment, and said, "This whole house is now a ferryboat." ”

Maybe I heard too many amazing things from Qin Yiheng's mouth, but this time I wasn't much surprised, but an association popped up in my head inexplicably.

On the wardrobe door of his house, there is a painting of water, because it is incomplete, so we still don't know what the road means, and now after he reminded me, I said in my heart, should it be a ferry?

I didn't open my mouth to ask him because I wanted to wait for him to continue. He stopped talking and told me to go and get the searchlight back. I had to go to the women's bathroom again. Fortunately, although the searchlight is not lit, there are no fewer parts, and it is not a problem to find it.

Back in the men's bathroom, Qin Yiheng took the searchlight and began to tinker with a Swiss army knife, but he was still silent. I waited by the side, and I was in a hurry.

After seventeen or eighteen minutes, I was a little sleepy sitting on the ground, and suddenly I heard Qin Yiheng call "Jiang Shuo". I looked up, and before I could ask him what he was doing, it was immediately white - he suddenly turned on his searchlight and shone it on my eyes! This searchlight isn't as good as a wolf's eye flashlight, but it's fucking bright enough.

In addition, it was already dark in this room, and when I suddenly took such a photo, I immediately felt a little dizzy, and my vision was full of light spots, and I couldn't see anything.

I subconsciously scolded: "Qin Er, what the are you doing?" I can't see it, so turn it off! ”

Qin Yiheng didn't answer me, but immediately turned off the searchlight. Originally, my eyes had not eased, but now it was dark again.

I rubbed my eyes, and the bright light stimulated me to shed a lot of tears, and I still couldn't see anything clearly.

I yelled "Qin Yiheng" again, but he still didn't respond, but there was a sudden sound of "popping" water from the direction of the bath, which sounded like a big weight was smashed into the water, and then it began to rattle again.

I thought to myself, oh no, damn, it can't be something out of the pool, right?