Chapter 1377 Boat Warehouse
After the sight of the shore was completely cut off by the fog, the old fisherman suddenly felt panic. He didn’t know what he was about to face, but he had a very special feeling. It seems...as if something is different.
It was like a certain thread, the thread connecting them to the familiar world, was broken. The lake under his feet and the surrounding fog brought him nothing but strangeness.
The boat was driving on the dark and calm lake, with only the sound of water splashing through the water. The mist was sticky with each other and slowly surging on the lake.
After driving for half a stick of incense, the man holding the oar finally couldn't help it anymore, "What's going on? We've already gone in a circle and turned back again. Calculating the distance, what's the matter? You should also be able to see the shore.”
But now, let alone the shore, they were still trapped in the layers of fog, with the dark lake under the boat, and the road home seemed to be endless.
At this time, an old man with gray hair stood up and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't be confused. We are all fishermen who make a living near Chunshen Lake. I must have heard a lot about this big lake. Legend has it that if you can't sail a boat at midnight, you are an older generation. Human taboos, today... I'm afraid we've caught up."
A man as thin as a hemp stalk shook his body a few times, his face turned pale with fright, "We've caught up... we've caught up. What happened? Tell me clearly.”
The gray-haired old man rolled his eyes at him and had no time to pay attention to him. He just greeted the others, "Everyone can see that these soldiers are willing to do such a thing. There must be something wrong here. If you want to survive tonight, We can only rely on ourselves. Do any of you still remember? What did the soldiers say when they sent us to the boat? "
"I...I remember." A bald man said in a muffled voice: "They asked us to drive the boat to the lake and go deep into the lake. Go anywhere, as far away from the shore as possible.”
"Yes, I remember that too! Don't you think it's strange? They just forced us to go to the depths of the lake, but they didn't tell us the destination at all. Also, they didn't tell us when we could go back. Why is that?" The gray-haired old man thinks very clearly.
"Because they didn't even think that we could go back alive." The silent old fisherman finally spoke. His eyebrows were knitted together, but what he said was heart-breaking.
The old man nodded, his voice was horribly low, "Yes, I think so."
The thin man's pupils were constricted, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and his voice was He also became more worried, "You mean we...we will die here?"
"I can't die! I still have parents at home, and I have a child, I..."
The thin man became more and more excited as he spoke, until there was a "pop" sound and he received a hard slap on the right side of his face. It was from the old man. His hand was still raised in the air and he did not put it down. "You want to die and no one will care about you." , but if you want to kill everyone, let’s throw you over first!”
The man was frightened and fell onto the boat, covering his face and not daring to say a word.
After slapping the man, the old man immediately leaned down and scanned the surroundings with vigilant eyes. But apart from the dark lake water, there was also the diffuse fog. What the old man was worried about seemed to be something more profound. thing.
"What should we do now?" The bald man has accepted this reality. He just wants to live now, and following the old man obviously has a higher chance.
The old man looked around, and after a long while, he looked away, and his voice was very low, "Those soldiers didn't say anything to us. Let's not act rashly first. Let's search on the boat to see if there are any. Something that can be used.”
As they spoke, everyone focused their attention on the cabin. This small ship had a low cabin that no one had entered yet.
The old man was the first to walk over and tried to pull the door of the cabin, but it didn't. As he looked closer, he found that the door was actually locked.
It's not locked with a lock, but... it's stuck with a deadbolt, from behind the door.
After realizing this, a chill ran down the old man's spine, and he stepped back a few steps. Fortunately, the old fisherman had quick eyesight and quick hands and caught him.
After the old man finished talking about his discovery, other people on the boat also panicked. The cabin was closed, but it was inserted from the inside. What does this mean? There...there must be someone inside!
But why didn't the people inside speak?
Also, this person... What does this person want to do after following them all the way?
Everyone has too many doubts, and fear has spread to every corner of the ship. The saddest thing is that there is no place to escape. The ship is so big, if something happens, They had no choice but to jump off the boat, but when they looked down at the dark lake under the boat, everyone immediately gave up the idea.
Time passed minute by minute, and he didn’t know what would happen if he kept going like this. The old fisherman made up his mind and walked towards the cabin, shouting inside and asking if there was anyone inside.
But after shouting several times in succession, there was no reply at all, let alone an answer.
"Don't... stop shouting, it's so scary..." The thin and timid man with the least courage still had red slap marks on his face, and his whole body was shaking, "Don't... don't shout other things." < br>
The old fisherman cursed secretly in his heart, this man didn't open any pot, so he had to muster up the courage to come over and asked the man to say a few words, which frightened him so much that he almost failed.
But the strange thing is that he actually has the same idea as the thin man in his heart. If he keeps shouting like this, he may really shout something evil.
He is considered a veteran near Spring God Lake. He has heard of a saying that the souls of innocent people who drowned in the water cannot be reincarnated. The innocent souls soak in the water and die every third watch. The process of drowning will be repeated over and over again, and it is extremely painful. The only way to escape is to catch a substitute or "call the soul."
But he heard that the requirements for "calling souls" were very high, and that they had to pay a considerable price, and the risks were extremely high, so he didn't fall back on it at all, and the inheritance was broken.
Just when everyone was thinking about it, suddenly, a "squeak" sound came from their ears, like a pair of sharp scissors, cutting off the hearts of several people.
Everyone's eyes widened, and the timid ones were so frightened that they forgot to breathe. The door to the cabin actually opened by itself, and only opened a little, revealing a gap two fingers wide. .
No one dared to act rashly. Everyone was waiting for what would happen next. Although no one knew what would happen, the scene froze at this moment.
The old fisherman was the closest. Looking in through the gap, the cabin was completely dark. (End of this chapter)