Fisherman's Secret

Fang Jing, who was so tired and in pain, lay on his stomach on the deck and pretended to be a dead person for a long time. Cen Jiushou took off his diving suit, then squatted beside him with a slumped face and rubbed his face, hands, arms and thighs.

Although spring had already begun, the temperature underwater was still very low. He later removed the water bubbles, and after soaking in the water for a short while, he was shivering with cold.

If diving is not a real passion or forced by life, not many people are willing to do it, it is too hard.

He is not bad, after all, he is a person with golden fingers, and those divers who do not have this priority are always full of occupational diseases.

Someone handed them a blanket, and Cen Jiu took it, and wrapped it neatly around Fang Jing. Fang Jing didn't get up wrapped in the blanket until his body gradually warmed up.

Dr. Li asked his assistant to give each of them a bowl of ginger soup to dispel the cold.After eating a bowl of ginger soup, Fang Jing sneezed several times in succession, the coldness in his body was driven away a lot, blood color gradually appeared on his pale face.

"I'm freezing to death." His nose was blocked, and he spoke in a low voice. Fang Jing took out a few tissues and wiped his nose.

On the other hand, Cen Jiu wandered around under the water, as if nothing happened, and when he touched it, his hands were warm.

Fang Jing was so envious that he was so tall with internal strength and body protection, but it was a pity that Cen Jiu's mentality was too domineering and not suitable for him to practice—by Cen Jiu said.

Fang Jing believed that Cen Jiu would not lie to himself about this.

"Didn't I tell you that you have to come back to the boat in an hour regardless of whether you find it or not?" When the people calmed down, Dr. Li scolded them, "Why didn't you obey the command and kept procrastinating? Do you want to go up until the oxygen in the oxygen tank is exhausted? What if you encounter danger?"

His tone was very severe, as if he wasn't the one who was fidgeting with worry just now.

Fang Jing knew he was in the wrong, bowed his head and said nothing, and had a very good attitude of admitting his mistakes.

Soon the assistant discovered something, and said a word: "Their spear guns were not brought back."

This kind of speargun is not expensive, but the things in the public house are all configured after application, and everything is registered, and registering and maintaining these equipment tools is usually the job of assistants. When it comes to your own work field, there are more assistants One word.

He really didn't mean anything else, just to mention one thing, if something is lost, don't even ask. In the future, other staff will follow suit, and you will lose one from time to time, and he will be very embarrassed. .

Fang Jing wiped his face and said, "I accidentally lost it underwater, I will pay for it."

As for why he didn't tell them the reason for throwing the spear gun, even if he did, no one would believe such supernatural things.

In fact, he himself still feels a little dreamy and unrealistic.

"Two spearguns, if you lose it, you will lose it. You are not allowed to go to sea again. Even if you want to see it, you can only stay on the boat." Dr. Li frowned in disgust, and gave a few words of advice. Seeing that Fang Jing seemed to be very cold, So he let Fang Jinghao rest and go to work on his own.

As the person in charge of salvaging the sunken ship, he is very busy.

It was late, the sea breeze was blowing, and the temperature was very low.

Because of the accident in the past two days, everyone was very depressed. Dr. Li discussed with some more experienced members of the archaeological team and decided to suspend the work tonight. Everyone has a good rest for the night and waits for tomorrow to continue working. .

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Except for the night watchman, everyone hurried back to the rest cabin to rest. Everyone felt heavy in their hearts, because no one knew what the weather would be like tomorrow, or what strange dangers they would encounter.

Although Dr. Li allowed them to stay on the working boat, after Fang Jing got warmer, he greeted Lao Wang and returned to his salvage boat with Cen Jiu.

Back in the rest cabin, Fang Jing wrapped himself in the quilt and threw himself on the small bed, heaving a sigh of relief, feeling more comfortable in his own territory.

As usual, Cen Jiu checked the tugboat inside and out, and returned to the cabin after confirming that there was nothing missing.

"Don't worry about it, come and sleep quickly." Fang Jing wrapped himself in the quilt and moved in, beckoning him.

As the captain and the captain's boyfriend, Fang Jing used his privileges to convert one of the rest cabins into a captain's cabin exclusively for him and Cen Jiu. In fact, he didn't make much changes, except that the original bunk beds were replaced. It was changed to a 1.5-meter-wide single bed. Although it is still a bit narrow, two people can still sleep if they squeeze together.

And it's cold in winter, so he and Cen Jiu won't be cold when they sleep together.

Cen Jiu is a martial artist with strong yang energy. Fang Jing hugged him and lay down for a while, and he felt warm and comfortable.

The fact that they met today was too unimaginable, neither of them had any emotions, they just hugged each other to keep warm and sleep.

Fang Jing's adrenaline hadn't completely faded yet, and he was so excited that he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Cen Jiu was the last one to turn over and hold him down.

"Want to sleep?" The tone was cheerful.

"..." Fang Jing.

Encountered such a weird thing, Cen Jiu actually wanted to sleep with him, how serious is this? !

"No, I just can't sleep." Fang Jing was still thinking about the large piece of ghost flowers, and asked, "What are those things?"

It's completely beyond his cognition, okay?

Seeing that he really didn't mean to sleep, Cen Jiu had a regretful expression on his face, let him go, and said, "That's the ghost flower."

"?!!" In fact, Fang Jing just asked habitually, diverting Cen Jiu's attention by the way, lest this young man with outstanding physical strength become addicted to stewed meat, forget the importance of sustainable development strategy, and never thought of Cen Jiu. Jiu actually knew what it was, and immediately became interested.

"Ghost flower?" He repeated, begging for an explanation.

But isn't ghost flower the same as safflower amaryllis in modern times?Yes, it also has a very literary and enchanting name called Bianhua, also known as Manzhushahua.

He also read a few novels when he was in school!

Moreover, don't bully him as a nympho, the red flower Lycoris doesn't look like that at all!

Compared with this creepy flower, the red amaryllis could not be more beautiful.

"I've also heard from my seniors. I heard that people who died in vain will linger on their grievances for a long time. When their grievances condense and form, this kind of ghost flower will grow on the bones of the person." Cen Jiu explained with indifference on his face. It sounds fantastic, but it also seems to make sense.

Fang Jing thought of the large area of ​​ghost flowers and the skulls that supported the ghost flowers, and suddenly a gloomy chill rose from behind.

He is most afraid of the resentful souls of those who died with resentment, it's too scary!

"Is there really such a weird creature in this world? Why haven't I heard of it before?" Fang Jing asked tremblingly.

"I don't know, I just heard about it from my seniors, and it's the first time I've seen it." Cen Jiu said, as if answering Fang Jing and talking to himself, "So there are really ghosts in this world. flower."

Fang Jing glanced around, afraid that a female ghost with disheveled hair would suddenly emerge from some corner, so frightened, he rubbed against Cen Jiu, his trembling little voice trembling: "Ke Ke Ke is why the bottom of the sea?" Why are there so many dead skeletons?"

And according to what Cen Jiu said, ghost flowers grow on the bones of people who died in vain. Could it be that so many people died in vain?

If this is the case, what kind of accident will cause so many people to die in this sea area?

In Fang Jing's mind, various ways of death of people in various horrors appeared unconsciously. As long as he thought of the sea area where he lived, there were so many resentful souls who died in vain, it was really chilling down the spine.

The sound of the crashing waves outside the boat was filled with a shrill sound, which sounded particularly penetrating.

Fang Jing moved his body uneasily, retracted his feet, stuffed them into Cen Jiu's calves, and pulled his whole body on Cen Jiu's body. Cen Jiu's warm body temperature passed through the thin fabric, making him feel uncomfortable Much less fear.

"This is the sea, maybe the boat capsized, and many people died, isn't there a sinking ship?" Cen Jiu said, raising his hand to touch his back.

Fang Jing was thinking about what Cen Jiu said, and it seemed quite reasonable. Leng Wei suddenly stretched out a claw from behind, and pawed him twice on his back. Suddenly he was shocked, jumped up in fright, and said, "Don't suddenly Touching!"

People scare people, scare people to death, okay?

Cen Jiu looked at him innocently, he just thought that Fang Jing's rare appearance of being so scared was very cute and soft-hearted, and he wanted to give him a pat on the back.

"Are you afraid of ghosts?!" Cen Jiu stared at him for a while, and rarely came to a conclusion wisely.

"Who, who, who is afraid?! Human death is like a lamp being extinguished. There are no such creatures as ghosts in this world. People scare themselves." Fang Jing retorted sternly.

He is an atheist who grew up under the red flag and received materialistic education for decades. How could he believe that there are ghosts and ghosts in this world?

Cen Jiu looked at him calmly, and repeated affirmatively: "You are afraid of ghosts."

"I said I'm not afraid, so I'm not afraid." Fang Jing suddenly became angry.

This damn kid has to compete with him, doesn't he?It's not cute at all.

Cen Jiu turned his face and stared out of the window, suddenly, his face changed slightly: "What is that?"

"What?" Fang Jing yelled, not even daring to turn his head, he lifted the quilt and got inside, shrinking his whole body into Cen Jiu's arms.

Holding the person in his arms, covering the quilt tightly, Cen Jiu's movements were done in one go, which is called smoothness.

You said you are not afraid of ghosts?hum!

The little dark guard hugged his boyfriend contentedly, and fell asleep in seconds.