Li Luo stepped forward and took a closer look at the side wall. The wall was clean and seemed to have never been painted with any marks. When Li Luo determined that there were no other mechanisms on the wall, he could only sigh silently. He didn't know what he had missed.
Strange secrets.
Regret comes and goes quickly. Seeing it may not be a blessing, and not seeing it may not be a disaster.
Li Luo gathered his thoughts and carefully looked through the books scattered on the floor of the cabin.
Li Luo read a few books at random. Some of the books here were in residual Shang characters, some were in Western Regions characters, and some Li Luo had never seen before, but none of them were in Dagan's characters.
The contents recorded in the books were all-encompassing. Li Luo only picked up a few volumes that he could understand and took a look. There were records of astrological divination, records of arithmetic, as well as interesting stories about mountains and forests.
The erotic pictures between them, the owner of this place has a wide range of interests, which really makes Li Luo feel a little ashamed.
Looking at the room full of books, a scene flashed before Li Luo's eyes. A lonely figure was sitting here, in a lone boat, with the boundless sea outside him.
There is no sound in this scene. You can only see this figure sitting in the cabin, reading these books to mark the time. When the time comes, the figure suddenly disappears, as if it had never existed.
Li Luo looked around the cabin, walked a few steps to the left and right, and suddenly found a place to sit down, placing the fire book on the bookshelf beside him.
There are traces left after the candles burned here, which have not been swallowed up by the years. The fire folds are placed where the candles were placed.
There is an indescribable compatibility in Li Luo's strange appearance, as if the figure in the image is Li Luo today.
Li Luo leaned his back against the side wall of the cabin, one hand naturally dropped down and touched a book.
Li Luo picked it up and gently wiped away the dust on the scroll. This is a mythical scripture, which tells the story of a branch of the gods who live in the sky.
Li Luo glanced at it briefly. Li Luo never paid much attention to mythological stories. Compared with these illusory myths, Li Luo would rather read a few volumes of exotic stories from the mountains and wild mountains.
The handwriting on the scroll has the shadow of the disabled merchant, and Li Luo can recognize three or four out of ten of it. Perhaps the scroll preserved by Da Gan also tells this story, but Li Luo has not read it.
Li Luo shook his head gently, he did not expect to have such a volume in hand.
Li Luo put the book aside and sat for a while, then reached out to get the fire fold.
The moment before his fingers touched the fire fold, Li Luo was shocked. There were scratch marks on the support rod facing the inside of the bookshelf.
Li Luo hurriedly took out the fire folding paper and examined it carefully. He found that the handwriting was blurry and corroded by mold, making it difficult to distinguish.
There are still a few vertical scratches on the handwriting. It seems that the person who wrote these words intended to destroy these handwritings, but for some unknown reason, they still left them on.
The writing is a residual merchant's writing, and it comes from the same era as the writing on the copper plate.
The handwriting is of the same depth and lightness. It can be seen that the person was conscious when he carved these words, and he did not carve them intentionally before his death.
It is difficult to distinguish the handwriting. There are only seven characters, but three of them can no longer be seen clearly. Only the remaining four characters can be barely recognized, a space character, an island character, and two consecutive characters.
Together, mountains.
Li Luo was at a loss. He didn't know what the meaning of these four words was. Does the only word "Lian Shan" connected together represent a place, the name of a mountain, or an unknown tribe?
Li Luonan had a conclusion, but he felt that after seeing the four paintings and these four words, the mystery hidden on the ghost ship became more and more confusing.
About half an hour had passed since he entered the cabin. Li Luo remembered that Cong Fu and the others were waiting for him outside. He couldn't stay here for too long, so he stood up and wanted to leave the cabin.
It's better to follow Su and Wan Ce's method and drag this ghost ship back to Guanchao Ferry. After it is disintegrated, the secrets here will naturally be revealed to the world, and the worries hanging in the hearts of the alliance city merchants can be solved.
Li Luo glanced at the woman in white who was hiding in the dark, and sighed quietly. Just as he took a step, he heard a sound like a rope breaking from the soles of his feet, followed by a burst of machine sounds, and the whole ship suddenly shook.
Trembling, there were regular tremors all around the hull, and this step seemed to have touched the entire ghost ship's mechanism.
Li Luo's heart tightened, and the cabin suddenly became dark. Li Luo looked up, and he didn't know when the door that he had just entered the cabin had disappeared, sealing Li Luo here.
Li Luo's expression changed, he took out the Minghong Sword and was about to break through the wall.
At this moment, a secret door appeared in the middle of the blanket spread on the floor. It slowly rose and slid to the side, revealing a seemingly bottomless hole.
Li Luo took a long breath. The mechanisms of this ghost ship are interconnected. It is easy to get in, but it will be difficult to get out.
If the door is broken by force, I don't know what kind of mechanism the ghost ship owner has designed. If he wants Li Luo to stay, he might as well wait and see what happens.
Li Luo walked to the emerged secret door and took a look. There was light inside, with a subtle blue color, a bit like the light emitted by the ancient and strange tree in the Immortal Peak Tomb.
Li Luo raised his head and took a look at the cabin compartment. It should be less than half the height of the ghost ship. It seemed that there was something else under the compartment. Just make peace with it as it came. Li Luo calmed down and put on a new fire stick.
Carefully go down the steps of the secret door to the other level of the ghost ship.
This floor occupies almost half of the space of the ghost ship, and countless mechanical couplings are placed in the entire bottom floor of the cabin.
There is a strange-shaped thing in the center, like a rock, covered with seemingly messy but traceable tentacles, and each tentacle is connected to gears ranging from three to five.
These gears vary in size. The smallest ones are smaller than an average person's fingertip, while the larger ones are several feet in diameter. They perform extremely well. The gears are extremely tightly meshed, with vertical and horizontal shafts, and are fastened in series by many iron chains.
This is a huge and complicated mechanism space. At first glance, it feels dizzy and suffocating. Li Luo has never seen such an exquisite mechanism elsewhere.
The entire space is shrouded in a layer of faint blue light, and what emits blue light is the rock-like thing in the middle, which is like a giant blue gem, psychedelic and gorgeous, like a bright star in the night sky.
Li Luo looked up and saw that there were many porcelain bottles hanging on the top of the space, fixed on the top of his head with a thin rope. They were shaking slightly. Looking at the way the porcelain bottles were swinging, it seemed that there was something else inside.
Li Luo closed his eyes. There was mystery everywhere in this place. The owner of the ghost ship had left a secret door to enter here, but he could not say that this person had good intentions.