After dinner, Laomiao Zhu left us to drink tea for a while in the small hall.
Xiangyu, Andrew, and Zhang Jisheng have been talking about whether there is a phenomenon of time and space distortion in Poyang Lake. I have relatively little knowledge in this area, so I basically couldn't get a word in and could only sit silently and drink tea.
Maybe it was due to being tortured by the water of Poyang Lake during the day, so before nine o'clock, everyone felt tired, and the tea table dispersed, and everyone went back to their respective rooms.
There were originally two beds in the wing room, but because there were three people staying in our room, a bamboo bed was temporarily added in the middle. Zhang Jisheng and I had a lot of pushback, but in the end I won and slept on it.
Bamboo bed.
Lao Li hasn't come back yet, so Zhang Jisheng and I were lying on the bed, chatting with our eyes open.
"Zhou Cang, after I left first, what else did you encounter at the bottom of the lake? Why did you come up with Professor Andrew? Moreover, you are still unconscious, and your oxygen tank and respirator have been lost." Zhang Jisheng turned over.
, asked with his face towards me.
I lay on my back, turned my head slightly, and said to Zhang Jisheng: "Shortly after you left, my oxygen tank also had a problem, so I simply threw away all the oxygen tanks and breathing masks. My dad likes it very much.
Diving, plus my natural ability to hold my breath longer than ordinary people, so when I was very young, my dad has been deliberately training my diving ability. Therefore, after losing the oxygen tank underwater, I actually still
I was able to move freely for a short period of time and did not float immediately."
"Zhou Cang, I don't know that you still have such ability. You are really hiding it." Zhang Jisheng simply sat up.
"Hahaha, don't praise him too early, because after a while, I couldn't hold it in any longer. I couldn't help opening my mouth to breathe, and then I lost consciousness." I didn't follow suit, but turned sideways and faced Zhang Jisheng and said.
"Then we found you."
"No, it's far from that simple." I said.
My words successfully caught Zhang Jisheng's attention. He leaned forward slightly and said to me with a hint of impatient tone: "Is it possible that you experienced something else while you were in coma?
?”
To be honest, I felt a little uncomfortable hearing this sentence. It immediately reminded me of my experience at the Zhuyin Ancient Temple on the seaside, and at the same time I thought of Andrew's words.
"When I woke up, I found myself lying on a ghost ship, and Andrew was also on that ship," my tone was obviously a little unfamiliar.
Zhang Jisheng was slightly stunned, maybe thinking that I suddenly took the wrong medicine, but he still did not give up and asked: "Ghost ship, this is unlikely, we were on the lake all the time, except for our bed
, I didn’t see any other ships.”
"That's why we call it a ghost ship." I felt that I had gone a little too far, and changed my expectations again, "Didn't you just discuss it and have always thought that there may be a phenomenon of time and space distortion in the waters of Laoye Temple?
, so it’s normal for us to see ships that you can’t see?”
"That's true. The waters of Laoye Temple are really magical and unpredictable. It seems that the next time we go into the water, we must be fully prepared in advance, otherwise our luck may not be as good as this time." Zhang Jisheng seemed to be saying.
He sighed, as if he was talking to me, and then lay down again.
"Yes, the water here is too muddy." I said this to Zhang Jisheng on purpose, but I don't know if he understood it.
After a while, Zhang Jisheng started snoring all over the place, but I had something on my mind, plus I was really not used to sleeping on a bamboo woven bed, so I tossed and turned and didn't fall asleep.
I took this opportunity to carefully review the recent events from beginning to end. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that given my current situation, it might be best for me to join Andrew's team.
However, even if you join Andrew's team, you can't be completely led by him. The best way is to let the invisible hand compete with Andrew Bengbu, and then I will reap the benefits and return the favor to the Zhou family.
of freedom.
Thinking of this, I was probably feeling anxious and angry. I felt unbearably thirsty, so I got up and looked for some water. I was afraid of waking up Zhang Jisheng, so I simply walked out of the room.
As soon as I walked out of the room, I vaguely heard the sound of a melodious flute coming from a distance.
"What kind of immoral person is playing the flute by the lake in the middle of the night and preventing people from sleeping?" I muttered as I walked.
When I came to the kitchen, I opened the big kitchen window and looked around. There was not even half a boat on the entire lake, and there was no one on the beach.
It happened that at this time, I happened to catch a glimpse of the somewhat ancient clock hanging on the corner of the wall, and it happened to be twelve o'clock at midnight.
A layer of goosebumps suddenly appeared on my hands.
Suddenly, on the south wall, there was a shadow slowly climbing up, getting higher and higher. This also proved that the owner of this shadow was getting closer and closer to me.
There is no trace of ghosts, I comforted myself, and when I was hesitating whether to turn around and take a look, a withered yellow hand had already put on my shoulder.
I screamed in fright and turned my head suddenly. It turned out to be Lao Miaozhu, "Sir, do you always use floats when walking? I was so scared that I almost lost my wits." I said half-complainingly.
"Brother Zhou Jiao, it's so late, what are you doing in the kitchen?" Lao Miaozhu asked.
"I was very thirsty and came to the kitchen to find some water. I really wanted to hear someone playing the flute, so I stood here and listened for a while." After I finished speaking, I discovered that Lao Miaozhu actually held a flute in his hand.
"Sir, you were the one playing the flute just now."
Lao Miaozhu looked at me, did not speak, and just nodded.
"Are you playing by the lake?" I asked again casually.
"Brother Zhou, it's late at night. After you drink the water, go back to sleep." Old Miao Zhu said, holding his flute, and then left slowly.
The sound of the flute just now was very low, obviously coming from a very far away place, but as soon as the sound of the flute stopped, Lao Miaozhu appeared at the door of the kitchen. There seemed to be something wrong here.
I carefully recalled Lao Miaozhu's expression just now. It seemed that he was surprised by my appearance and was eager to leave. Moreover, his behavior was very different from his calm and calm appearance during the day.
There must be something wrong with this.
Suddenly, someone tapped me on the shoulder again. This time, I calmed down a little. When I looked back, it was Lao Li.
Lao Li held my mouth shut and signaled me to be silent, and then whispered in my ear: "Follow me, there is a problem with the temple blessing."