As soon as the words fell, the waves pressed the hull of the ship under the water, and the waves became fiercer and heavier, and the mast on the Shenxing Taipo broke two more, but soon, it relentlessly floated up from the sea, and those broken masts were wrapped around the bulkhead, and the waves were carried by the waves and frantically knocked on the cabin, making a heart-warming sound.

In the sound of percussion, everyone prostrate in the cockpit looked at Song Wenbin.

"What, what are you going to do??" Captain Lin Rong asked in disbelief.

"Throw the treasure into the sea." Song Wenbin repeated.

"What?" Sutina came back to her senses from the endless repetition and looked at him, "What did you say?" ”

"I said, it's not our thing!" Song Wenbin said.

"Are you crazy!? The state sent us just to .....," the captain said in a loud voice.

"It's just a show, and I don't want to put the lives of people I don't want to do because of the show." Song Wenbin interrupted him.

Everyone was stunned, after being in the play for so long, who could see that this was just a show, but even if it was a show, no one was willing to put it down.

"No... No... No... No... Even to me, it's crazy, you... You can't do this....." Director Bowley couldn't help but interject at this time: "That's a treasure worth tens of billions of dollars....."

"Zheng He did it! Yingzheng did it! Why can't I do it? Song Wenbin asked in surprise.

Bao Li was stunned, he didn't expect that a joke from the noodle shop a few months ago would become a reality at this moment.

Sutina on the side tore her hair and covered her face with her hands, what kind of declaration is this.....

But Song Wenbin didn't think there was anything wrong with this kind of thing, and he said to the sailors around him: "Go, throw all the treasures into the sea!" ”

But this time no one listened to him, people just looked at him with pale faces, they thought that this guy had gone crazy, maybe in the face of the death storm, his spirit had collapsed, so he said such crazy words.

"I don't....we can't do this...."Captain Lin Rong shook his head. Even the captain Kong Mao, who had been following him, persuaded him: "Boss, there is indeed a custom of sacrificing to the sea god here, but it is unscientific, in this era, you must not talk about science, if you don't talk about science, you will be labeled as superstitious, not only you are finished, this show may also be finished.....

"Fuck the science." Song Wenbin was crazy: "I'm going to die anyway, and losing treasure is death!" If you don't lose your treasure, you will die! It's a little more fun to lose them. ”

Lin Rong and Kong Mao sat on the ground in a daze, they didn't think there was anything interesting about losing the treasure, even if they really died, maybe it would be better to accept it with the treasure.

……

But Song Wenbin didn't want to wait anymore, in the short interval of one peak after another, he rushed from the cockpit to the cabin full of all kinds of treasures, and in the cabin, the black head watched him rush in and said loudly: "Hey! What's the situation outside, why does it keep shaking, haven't your rescue come yet? ”

Song Wenbin didn't look at him, he pulled up a cable and tied it around his waist during the bump, and then pulled off the lock of the hatch at the stern for unloading.

The wooden hatch slowly opened, and the raging wind and torrential rain rushed into the cabin, and under the stunned gaze of the aconitum and the sailors who caught up, Song Wenbin kicked a chest full of gold, silver and jewels into the sea.

"Fuck the treasure!"

He kicked back and scolded, "Fuck the treasure! Do you think I care!? ”

The heavy treasure chest was kicked into the water like this, and the aconite head was frightened by his movements, his eyes widened, and he roared in an incomprehensible voice: "What are you doing!? Darn!

”

Song Wenbin ignored his roar, and kicked another crate of ancient coins that had been finally packed down the open deck and slid into the turbulent waters behind the cabin.

"Don't, don't throw it away!

That's mine, that's my .....!

The aconite shouted desperately, trembling with urgency.

Song Wenbin didn't have any other voices in his ears, he kicked himself to himself.

"Drain your blood!

Darn!

I told you not to throw it, didn't you hear!? ”

Aconitum screamed, suddenly, his eyes locked on the ancient Western silver sword inserted in the heavy gold coin on the side, he twisted his body, desperately arched to the side, rubbed his back to it frantically, the precious metal that had been blocked by the sea for hundreds of years did not change its sharpness in the slightest, and soon it cut the body of the aconite head into flesh in the bumping.

But looking at Song Wenbin, who was desperate to discard the gold and silver utensils on the other side, the black head completely ignored the blood on his body, and forcibly cut the ropes on his hands and feet in the bumpy.

After untying the rope, he grabbed the Western sword and rushed towards Song Wenbin along the violently shaking cabin.

"Brother Song, be careful!" Sutina, who rushed into the cabin with the film crew, saw this scene and screamed.

Song Wenbin turned his head and looked at the aconitum that rushed over like a madman.

Rumble!

Big waves are coming.

The boat was towering, and the aconitum was hit with a Western sword, and it was about to fall to the sea, Song Wenbin grabbed the rope around his waist and grabbed the aconite with the other hand to prevent him from falling into the sea.

But the aconitum was not touched by this, and he roared wildly: "You dare to throw my treasure!"

”

The moment the hull of the boat was lifted to the head of the wave to regain balance, the aconitum rushed over, straddled Song Wenbin's body, and raised the sharp blade in his hand.

When it was too late, a golden cup was thrown in the air, accurately hitting the Western sword in the hand of the aconite, and the Western sword in the hand of the aconite was smashed into the spin and fell into the sea.

In the next second, Huo Yu had already rushed to the side of the aconite, and without thinking about it, he choked his throat. Her eyes were wide open, and the backs of her hands and neck were bruised.

The aconitum was choked by the throat, but he still looked at Song Wenbin with an extremely hateful look, and squeezed it out from between his teeth: "My baby!

My treasure..... I'm going to kill you..... I'm going to kill you....."

Seeing this, Song Wenbin grabbed Huo Yu's fingers, panted and pushed her away and said, "Leave me alone!" Go throw things away!

The lives of the crew are important!

”

Huo Yu's steel-like fingers were easily pulled away by Song Wenbin, she looked at Song Wenbin with a pale face, and after getting her mother's suspicious eyes, she turned her head to look at the piles of treasures in the cabin, and pressed her feet on a delicate porcelain vase with a painful face, slightly exerting force.

The blue and white porcelain vase tumbled and fell into the sea.

Looking at the blue and white porcelain vase beside him that was pushed into the sea by Huo Yu, the aconitum howled and cried, and the bright red blood snatched out of his eyes, hideous and indescribable.

He grabbed Song Wenbin's collar and Du Juan cried blood in despair: "I'll kill you!"

You lunatic!

I'll kill you!

”

Blood dripped from his eyes on Song Wenbin's face, and he sharply questioned Aconite: "You want your treasure, do you know that you can only live for less than twenty years!" ”

"I want you to take care of me!

”

Ronald Hatcher roared frantically, "That's my treasure! I'm going to kill you!

I'm going to kill you!

”

With a roar, the hull of the ship crossed the huge waves and began to slide into the abyss, with the help of the change of angle, Song Wenbin pressed on Ronald Hatcher, looking at him eye to eye, "These treasures are for you, have you taken it!?" ”

Ronald Hatcher said bitterly, "That's what I deserve!" I deserve it!

You don't care if I can't take it!

”

"Sober up, Hatcher! Do you know how many shipwrecks there are in this sea!? Song Wenbin shook his body vigorously and shouted: "Thousands, countless!" Can you catch it! These treasures have only one owner, and even if you own them now, in ten or twenty years, it will not be yours!

”

"Enough!

”

Ronald Hatcher frantically asked, "I was born to hunt for treasure!"

You're going to throw away my treasure, what's the point of you making my existence!? ”

Song Wenbin was stunned for a few seconds, and then, his expression softened, he wiped the blood from the corner of Ronald Hatcher's eyes, and said, "I didn't throw away your treasure, Dr. Hatcher, I returned the treasure to you." ”

His movements made Ronald Hatcher tremble.

Song Wenbin pointed to the sea water and whispered: "I return the treasures to the eternal you, you see, they are in the sea, they are by your side, as long as you want, you can be with them forever, forever lying in the endless treasures, and the shipwreck as a companion, calling the wind and rain, becoming a ..... The richest one....."

Ronald Hatcher was startled, stopped crying, and stared at him blankly.

"Eternity...?"

"Yes, there's only one way to eternity, you know, Dr. Hatcher, and you know that in the deepest part of your heart. Maybe you can pretend you don't know, but the British Museum, Sotheby's, don't talk about it, those are temporary, there's only one way to keep them forever, you know......"

】

"I know...," Ronald Hatcher groaned.

"Yes, you know, I know, everybody knows, we just pretend not to know, we shut down our abilities, we close our hearts. Performing a drama that seems to be very real here is actually all fake, all fleeting, but there is one thing that is eternal, and as long as you grasp it, you can be immortal like gold. Song Wenbin said very gently.

Ronald Hatcher looked at him, a young man with infinite compassion in his eyes, not at a sinner, not at a murderer, but at a living person.

Ronald Hatcher's eyes suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance: "I see, I see." ”

There was no trace of despair, he danced and was bumped by the shaking cabin, but he did not change his face in ecstasy: "I see... I see..."

In ecstasy, he bumped into the director, the cameraman, and the crew, rushed to the heavy golden pillar, stroked the lines on its surface, and whispered.

"My treasure, my treasure."

He caressed the treasure obsessively and longingly, and said gently, "Let's go home together, to the place where those people will never find us..."

With that, a huge wave struck, and the Shenxing Taipo rose high, and Ronald Hatcher hugged the golden pillar, which led him to shatter the guardrail of the Shenxing Taipo, and carried him, along the sloping deck, following the endless treasures, into the rolling and roaring black water.

In the dark waters, the man with a happy smile on his face, hugged the golden pillar, accompanied by countless tumbling coins, porcelain, gold bricks, kissed it, and fell into a baby-like sleep in the sinking.

……

And while some people have eternal tranquility, there are still people who struggle in the sea of suffering.

The waves took away most of the treasures in the cabin, but the wind and waves did not subside at all, on the contrary, they became more and more urgent, more and more crazy, and under the destruction of the wind and waves, the Shenxing Taibao was already seeping water everywhere.

The endless impact even destroyed most of the watertight compartments, leaving the ship teetering in the middle of the sea.

"This storm! This storm!

It's not small!

”

Captain Lin Rong pulled the cable and roared angrily.

The director and film crew shivered as they watched the mountain-like waves outside the open cabin.

It was not just the fear of death, but the fear of being small as a human being.

Song Wenbin looked at the endless waves that were tumbling upside down, at the few treasures left in the cabin, and at the only treasure chest that was held in Sutina's arms.

Sutina hid in the corner, holding the Nine-Striped Dragon Treasure Chest, looking at him with pleading eyes full of pleading.

Song Wenbin walked towards Sutina, who held the treasure chest, sobbed and begged, "Don't... Brother Song... No... This is our... The brainchild of ... Without it... Let's go back..."

Looking at the crying face of this colleague, a deep sense of helplessness rose in the man's heart.

"I'll talk to him." He touched Sutina's head and whispered.

"Who are you going to talk to..."

Huo Yu sensed something and asked fearfully.

Song Wenbin sighed a little tiredly, he untied the safety rope around his waist, and his eyes gradually changed and became very indifferent.

Everyone in the cabin looked at the man, and for a moment they all calmed down the argument, something unseen was expanding uncontrollably, it was the soul that was no longer bound by the body and spirit, and it was beginning to really take over the body.

He walked down the trembling and cracked staircase to the outside of the cabin, to the deck where the storm was most raging, where the wind of twelve nearly tore everything apart.

The endless rain curtain slashed at the face like a knife, and the lightning swept through the sky like a dragon.

Song Wenbin saw the mainmast, which had not yet broken, climbed to its side, and grabbed the rope on the mainmast.

"Disgusted!

！

”

Wei Ning in the cabin screamed, he wanted to rush out and follow the man's footsteps, but was stopped by Huo Yu. Outside the cabin, the storm was enough to deter the bravest, and she didn't want to cause any more senseless deaths.

It's just that she grabbed Wei Ning but couldn't hold Bao Li, the director who is known for his coldness can no longer restrain the regret in his heart, he rushed to the deck with the camera and shouted behind Song Wenbin: "Song Wenbin!

Are you crazy!? You're going to be shackled!

”

Song Wenbin ignored the director, he pulled the rope and climbed up.

"Enough is enough!

Bowley pleaded, "That's enough, I'm sick of the teacher." ”

Song Wenbin came back to his senses for a short time, he didn't expect Bao Li to follow him at this time, he responded calmly: "If I don't do this, we will all die in the sea." ”

What else is the director trying to say.

The boat crashed into the mountain-like waves, and Bowley, who was carrying the camera, was hit in the thigh by a broken mast, and his leg twisted and broken with a snap.

He covered his broken leg and carried the camera in the rain and shouted hoarsely: "Song-Wen-Bin-"

Song Wenbin no longer paid attention to anyone, he grabbed the rope and crawled high up the main mast, the rope on the mast that danced because of the storm drew deep blood on his face, but he was completely immersed in his own world, and he could hardly feel any pain.

Every picture of that trip leads to this place, whether it is the humiliation of his uncle at the dinner table, the live broadcast room on a black screen, or the unfulfilled expectations of his parents.

"Block me..."

He climbed to the top of the mast, the closest to the sky in this stretch of sea.

"Block me!

”

The lightning tore through the night sky, and Song Wenbin's face was bright.

He tore the clothes on his chest in the roaring hurricane and the huge waves tens of meters high.

"Block me!

”

He threw the gold and silver in his hand into the sea, but his eyes did not look at the undulating and tumbling sea, and hot tears burst out from his eyes, but it was not fear, but the strong unwillingness in his heart.

"Despise me!

！ ”

He tugged at the rope on the deck with tears in his eyes, his eyes could not be opened by the wind, and his palms were already bleeding from the cables, but he still did not let go.

Rumble!

Thunder and lightning tumbled and fell in the waves less than a meter from the ship, as if to show him the immense power between heaven and earth.

He was not afraid, just shook the rain from his hair: "Shame me!"

！ Play with me!

！ Torture me!

！ ”

"But I'm not going anywhere!

！ ”

He roared like madness at the thunder and lightning and dark clouds rolling in the sky, "Here I am!"

！ ”

The shining gold and silver jewels were thrown into the sea like rain from his hands, and they were discarded like shoes.

"I am the emissary of the thousand-year-old empire!

I am immortal!

”

Song Wenbin pulled the cable, pointed to the sky in the hurricane of roaring filial piety, and roared filial piety: "Why do I do!"

There is not a trace of selfishness!

You're going to kill me!

Come and kill me!

Even if you kill me, there will be a next time!

Next time!

”

……

When the storm stopped, no one can say, what the stop of the storm had to do with what they did, whether the young man's conversation with the sky had any effect, no one can say clearly.

But even many years later

The people on that ship still can't be forgotten

The pinnacle experience of that moment

They were with the young man

Stand in the midst of the roaring waves and hurricanes

For the undying desire of the heart

Wandering wreckage

Putting death and life out of the realm

Maybe a long time

That's what they've been looking for