Dr. Huangfu Sheng made up his mind in his heart and agreed to the marriage of Huangfu Xiunan and Xiao Yuyuan. They had a wedding in a small town in the western district of Dongzhou.

A year later, Huangfu Xiunan gave birth to a baby boy named Xiao Yong.

On a stormy night, Dr. Huang Fusheng sneaked into their house, secretly took his grandson Xiao Yong, and then drove to Nandu by motorboat.

The storm of the sea crashed against the Doctor's motorboat, and the four sailors on board fought tenaciously against the rough seas, and the motorboat moved forward in treacherous conditions. When the motorboat approached the coast of Nandu, it finally couldn't hold it anymore and was swallowed up by the storm.

A nearby fishing boat rescued the four sailors, but lost track of the Doctor and his grandson, and even the bodies were not found.

When Huangfu Xiunan heard the news, she was in pain, and finally she was bedridden, as if she had suffered a serious illness and was exhausted.

At this time, Xiao Yuyuan exposed his hideous true colors and began to abuse her in every way.

Having just experienced the pain of losing his father and son, and being maliciously treated by her husband, Huangfu Xiunan seemed to have a nightmare, and couldn't help but have mixed feelings after waking up.

She finally saw that Xiao Yuyuan was a ruthless villain, and felt that she could no longer live with him, and one night she escaped and hid in a school to work as a school worker, looking for a kind of relief.

But the good times didn't last long, and soon, for various reasons, she had to leave school. She went to Baisha City in the east of Dongzhou, and with the support and help of private detective Zhu Lei, she opened a women's clothing store, and since then, she has devoted herself to running the women's clothing store.

For more than ten years, she has been operating dismally and bitterly, and finally made the women's clothing store form a certain scale. However, the joys and sorrows of the past often made her unable to let go, and the figures of her father and son often appeared in her mind, and the boundless sorrow made her feel lonely.

Today, she personally came to this Donglai Peninsula with the megalithic sacrifices that her father had studied, and found the signature, arrowhead and Arabic numerals of the girlhood, was this an arrangement of fate?

She walked further and came to the intersection, where she saw the signature and arrow on the wall of the dilapidated house, clearly marked with the Arabic numeral 11 underneath, and the arrow pointed in the direction of the Lotus Pond Station.

Huangfu Xiunan came to Hetang Station when it was almost dark. On the wall there, she saw arrows and the number 12 again.

The next morning, she followed the road in the direction indicated by the arrow. In a small town, arrows and the number 13 were found.

Following the arrow, she followed the path by the sea and came to a small fishing village called Umeda.

She spent three days in the small fishing village before she found the number 14 on a boulder beside the cliff on the coast.

"Huh? There are no arrows...... Is this the last stop?"

Beneath the cliffs, the deep blue waves of the sea roll, two or three seagulls spread their wings and fly on the surface of the sea, the waves crashing against the rocks on the shore, and the silver droplets of water splashing in all directions.

Next to the rocks is a motorboat. There was no one on board, but there were clear footprints on the white sand, proving that the people on the boat had gone ashore and into the village.

Huangfu Xiunan walked along the slope of the beach to the side of the motorboat, and the unattended motorboat swayed with the waves in the sea.

After a while, a man and a woman, carrying six bags of beef, fish, vegetables and salt, walked from the village while talking.

Huangfu Xiunan hurriedly hid behind the rocks and eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Hey, Mrs. Lu Lin, how do you feel about this trip?"

"Very good, sir."

"Where have you been?"

"I've been to Dongzhou, handled some things for my husband, and stayed there for a week."

"I overhauled the ship before you came back, and there's still a lot of oil left."

"Yes, I refueled the island before I came here. Give me the bag, thank you, sir. ”

"It's six bags in total, and you forgot anything else? Is there any bread left?"

"And."

"Well, I'll prepare it for you when you come back next time."

"I'm sorry for your trouble, uncle."

"Be careful when sailing, although the wind and waves are calm, but the water around the island is full of reefs, and if you do, the boat will be scrapped. Those reefs are hidden in the sea like the teeth of huge sea beasts, and if you are not careful, an old fisherman like me will be buried at the bottom of the sea. ”

"Anyway, I always don't like the name of this island, who wants to call this island Coffin Island, it's really an ominous name."

Huangfu Xiunan almost screamed......

Coffin Island? One of the strange sentences on the picture I picked up in that hut was "the red coffin on the island", and the island was surrounded by terrible reefs, so there must have been a shipwreck near this island, and people found their bodies afterwards, put them in coffins, and buried them on the island, which is why this island got its name, right?

But what is the connection between this ominous island and the four women who were crucified?

It's weird, it's horrible, it's weird.

The old fisherman helped to load the things onto the motorboat, climbed up the ramp, and went back to the village.

The woman loaded her basket onto the steamboat, and instead of setting off at once, she stood on the deck, her hands stretched out to the right and left, as if stretching her muscles.

Huangfu Xiunan, who was hiding behind the rocks, couldn't help but be shocked after seeing her face and posture clearly.

It's too similar, very similar to that woman.

The posture, clothing, hairstyle, and even tie of this woman and one of the women in that strange picture

The black flannel of the hair is strikingly similar, and it is as if it came out of the cross and stands alive in front of it. She was about 40 years old, with a sturdy body, a sun-tanned face, and sparkling eyes, full of wisdom and love.

The woman stretched out her arms, took a few deep breaths, and untied the cable of the motorboat while drinking a beautiful lullaby in a crisp voice.

The beautiful singing voice drifted into Huangfu Xiunan's ears and plucked her heartstrings, and a distant and familiar, sad and sweet memory poured into her memory, making her unconsciously burst into tears.

"Ah, the lyrics...... This tune...... It's a song that's so familiar and makes my heart ache...... I remembered that when I was a child, my mother used to sing to me, and it was a lullaby from my mother's hometown. My poor Xiao Yong, when I was a child, I often sang to him.

"Ah, poor Xiao Yong, sank in the sea with his father...... My Xiao Yong! ”

Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes, and the sound of singing kept drifting from the boat. Huangfu Xiunan couldn't hold back any longer, jumped out from behind the rocks, and ran towards the motorboat.