sincerity of lies

All stories begin on a misty sea...

No one knows how long they have been floating on the sea, the surroundings are always foggy, they occupy a small sampan, and the sampan supports them, all the way forward, all the way forward... But there is nothing ahead, floating After a long time, it was still fog, looking around, it was still fog, even the water in the sea was covered by fog.

They can't see the sky from above, and they can't see the sea from below, and they can't see front, back, left, and right.

Everyone was already hungry and tired, as if they were going to die in this unknown fog, on this narrow sampan.In this dying situation, Hai Hai suddenly sent a satchel.

Lines of sight were focused on the satchel, and the eyes were filled with the faint green light of a dying person.

The satchel was fished out, and the leading captain eagerly untied the satchel.

I saw the satchel opened, and inside was a black bucket bag.

The black bucket bag was opened again, and several layers of bright silk cloth were wrapped inside.

After doing this three times, the properly packaged things were finally displayed in front of everyone.

It was a bamboo tube, but it was not an ordinary bamboo tube. The green skin of the bamboo tube was painted with gold and hollowed out. I don't know how exquisite it was. At this time, the bamboo tube opened suddenly and divided into three parts. In one of them, there was a statue of the Virgin Mary. On the left and right is the Virgin Mary sitting down with a general. The general has fierce eyebrows and is ferocious and mighty, but the Virgin Mary is fluttering in her fairy robes and looks very graceful.

Everyone stared at the statue, only to feel that in the mist that covered the sky and the sea, the statue of the Holy Mother caught people's attention, and it seemed to reveal a fairy voice, a faint golden light, and a faint fragrance.

"It's Mazu Empress! Empress is virtuous and merciful, she is always young!"

It's strange to say that obviously not everyone knows Mazu Niangniang, but at this moment, no one knows who controlled the crowd's mouth, and they all praised in unison.

"There is no end to the road!" Beside the captain, the first officer was both surprised and happy, "As long as we can invite the empress to come out, we can be saved!"

"But... how can I invite my mother out?" A timid voice sounded, and the sailors in the crowd showed a look of panic.

"I always ask God to sacrifice, why don't we make a sacrifice, the empress sees our sincerity, and she will definitely go down to help." Among the crowd, the steward spoke.

But on this small sampan, everyone was empty-handed, so where did the offerings come from?

Just when everyone was at a loss, the sea that was originally as calm as stagnant water suddenly boiled like boiling water, and the captain said in surprise: "Fish schools gather below, and they are carrying things on their backs!"

These things came up, first the torso, then the limbs, then the face of the dead.

Everyone was very familiar with that pale and dead face, it was the captain's face!

what happened?

The captain was obviously alive and well on the sampan, why did he turn into a corpse and reappear in the sea? Was it the captain who died in the sea?Is the captain alive on the sampan?

The captain looked at his dead body in bewilderment, and the people around him looked at the captain in bewilderment. When everyone was at a loss, the steward suddenly clapped his hands and smiled: "I see!"

"What do you know?" the captain asked quickly.

"Sacrificing sacrifices is all about sincerity. What else is more sincere than offering ourselves to your mother?" said the steward.

This sentence is just like Hong Zhong Dalu, pointing out the maze, and everyone suddenly realized.

"I see," said the captain, "I should give myself to my ma'am."

He did as he said, picked up his body with his hand, looked left and right, examined it for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his hand to open his mouth, and pulled out the tongue in his mouth.

The tongue was red and limp, and the captain was out of breath, and finally pulled out the whole tongue. He cut off his own tongue and presented it in front of the empress.

After the captain finished his work, the turbulent waves spit out two more corpses, this time the corpses of the chief mate and the driver.

Seeing this scene, everyone immediately believed in what the steward said, and the first mate and driver hurriedly picked up his body.

The first mate and the assistant driver picked up their own body at the same time. There was a saury fish on the body, and they took advantage of it. They used the saury fish as a knife, disemboweled them, dug out their kidneys, and offered them up.

Then came another corpse, it was the sailor who made the noise just now. The sailor was so strong that he wanted to show off, so he chopped off his own head, smashed his head hard, smashed the cracks, and then emptied out all the things inside, and put them in again. After scrubbing and washing in the sea, I made the head shell into a bowl and presented it respectfully in front of the empress.

It was the steward again, and the steward's corpse also floated up, and he also picked up his own corpse.

He looked left and right, shook his head, cut open the body, let out all the blood inside, and poured some sea water on it. After stirring in this way, he touched it with his fingers, wrote words in the void, muttered words, and respectfully invited the empress:

"The sky is blue, the land is barren, and the lonely boat is alone and the road is in a panic"

It was darker that day, thunderbolts rumbled, and silver dragons danced; the wind was stronger, with huge waves and whirlpools.

"Spiritual wind surrounds, detours the road ahead to ward off evil spirits"

The wind blew up again, but it wasn't a strong wind, but a gust of cool wind from nowhere, and the cool wind overwhelmed the strong wind.

"Shenguang He, He shines on all the ghosts and ghosts"

There was a gap in the sky, like an invisible giant hand, gently pushed the thick fog away, and the sky light fell from the gap.

"Mazu Niang Niang quickly showed her supernatural powers!"

With the last sound, the steward raised his voice, and his voice was as sharp as a rooster crowing.

But Mazu Niangniang did not show up even though she performed miracles.Everyone knew that the sacrifices were not enough, because there were still corpses in the sea, and they floated faster than the previous ones, and they floated up one after another.

The rest of the people immediately went to work in full swing, cutting off the good meat from their respective bodies, stringing the bits and pieces into meat skewers, and chopping some into minced meat, and offering them together.

Finally, the fog cleared and the golden light shone. At the very center of the sky, a charming fairy shape was outlined. That was Mazu Empress!

Sitting on the cloud, the empress said, "What are you asking for?"

Everyone kowtowed: "I beg your mother to help me!"

Niangniang: "Man will conquer heaven, you don't have to ask me, you can save yourself. The boat needs sails, and peeling the skin to make sails, can't you get out of trouble?"

Everyone was overjoyed, but looking at their scattered corpses, they were all in trouble again.

At this moment, Niang Niang pointed forward, and saw the waves surge again, and nine intact corpses floated slowly from the position behind the sampan.Everyone was overjoyed, and hurriedly pulled the intact corpse to the side of the sampan, and began to skin it.

Skinning is not an easy job, such as captains and stewards, these people can skin them well and quickly, but there are also some people who can't peel them off, so they need the help of those who do well.

After doing this for a while, the torn skins were gathered together, and they were put together automatically, forming a sail that looked like patchwork leather.

After doing so many things, everyone who was already hungry and tired had exhausted the last bit of strength in their bodies, paralyzed on the sampan and could not move. At this moment, everyone smelled the faint aroma of food.

When they looked in the direction where the aroma came from, they saw their scattered corpses. The aroma came from those corpses, but why did the corpses emit the aroma of food?

At first glance, everyone saw that the corpse was still a corpse, but when they took a closer look, it was obviously not a corpse, but a pig or a sheep.

One by one, the fat ones are dead pigs with a simple smile; the thin ones are dead sheep with drooping eyelids.

"This is a whole pig feast and a whole sheep feast, you can eat it!" the steward shouted quickly.

Everyone didn't need to be in charge to give orders, they couldn't bear it anymore, the captain bowed his head first, and ate a mouthful of pork head.

The pig snorted and wobbled its limbs.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!" The captain praised it generously, his mouth full of oil.

The rest of the people couldn't bear it either, they invited the captain first, then the first mate, and finally the steward assigned them. Some pigs ate pigs, some sheep gnawed sheep, and they all ate Hesai for a meal. At that time, the pigs and sheep that had been gnawed to bits and pieces pieced together and became whole pigs and sheep again. They swam down into the sea and led the sampan; while the nine skinned corpses gradually melted into the sea. In an instant, a huge lotus flower appeared in the sea again. The lotus flower supported the sampan, pulling and arching like this. The sampan, which was so difficult in the wind and waves as if it was about to fall apart, suddenly braved the wind and waves, and was as stable as Mount Tai. The fog that could not escape, It also completely disappeared, and the coast was far away!

Everyone looked up to the sky again, and the empress smiled from a distance in the sky.

That smile is so beautiful, so true, that one can't wait to kneel down immediately, offer her heart and soul, and pay homage to her!

When this long story was written on the white page of Word, Zhao Wu looked at Lan Lan with suspicion in his eyes. Ji Xun felt that if the girl hadn't actually had her throat cut, maybe Zhao Wu They are going to put the other party into the ranks of cunning and cunning recalcitrants.

In the end, Zhao Wu let Lan Lan go. He didn't question whether the story was true or not, but asked Lan Lan: "When Hu Kun told you this story, did he say anything else? , Did you see anything that reminded you of this story?"

"No." Lanlan nestled wearily in the pillow of the hospital bed. The pillow was only a normal-sized pillow, but she saw that it was smaller than the pillow, "I know..."

People can be close to each other, how can people be caring to each other?

Lan Lan looked confused.

"Not much..."

Zhao Wu sized Lan Lan up and asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Lan Lan shook her head silently, and wrote on the page: "You all know about the case."

"What about Lao Hu?" Ji Xun said suddenly, "About Lao Hu, do you have anything else to say?"

Lan Lan raised her eyes.

This seemed to be the first time the woman on the bed showed some emotion after they had been here for so long.

But that feeling was like a candle that was about to go out, after shaking it a few times, it disappeared.

Lan Lan lowered her head again, looking at the computer screen.

The screen was right in front of her eyes, the keyboard was right under her finger, and the cursor was still flickering. She seemed to want to type words repeatedly, but couldn't make words... In the end, she couldn't say anything.

Leaving the ward, several people walked together, Ji Xun spoke first: "What do you think of this story?"

Huo Ranyin: "It doesn't seem like it was made up temporarily."

The deputy team scratched their heads, impatiently thinking about these nonsense: "Are you really serious about reading the story? I saw half of it and thought that ghosts and ghosts were meaningless, so I stood there and dozed off with my eyes open."

"This story is interesting." Zhao Wu said, he still looked like he didn't believe your nonsense inside, but he showed his meticulous and shrewdness when he left the ward. Hu Kun doesn’t rely on writing novels to earn a living. Why does he write a ghost story when he has nothing to do? Can he sell it for money? In addition, this guy is definitely not simple. If you extrapolate to a bigger point, maybe what he writes is what happened in reality. case..."

Fortunately, the deputy team didn't drink water, otherwise a mouthful of salt soda would be sprayed on Zhao Wu's face.

"You don't even look at how many people died in his story. Just count a dozen, and the ways of death are different. What kind of case is this? A big case that pierces the sky! You really want to make a direct hearing case?"

Zhao Wu calmly wiped off the saliva on his face, without teasing the deputy team, he turned to Ji Xun and Huo Ranyin: "You have seen Hu Kun before he was alive, what do you think?"

"Old Hu seems to like to tell stories." Ji Xun analyzed objectively, "Daye Temple told us a spooky story about a corpse hidden in the belly, but compared with the current one, that story suddenly pales in comparison. It’s no surprise now. Although this story has the shadow of Mazu’s own mythology, even the ways of disposing of the corpse are various, and the details are beyond the standard, so it’s definitely not written aimlessly.”

Since it is not aimless, it is targeted.

"I want to see if these two stories are true or not... I can't ask Lao Hu now, I can only see if I can find the corpse hidden in the Buddhist temple. If I can find it..."

Then the story of the corpse hidden in the belly is true, and this story may also be true.

A few people walked out of the hospital as they talked, and they were exposed to the sun.

As soon as the sun shines, the ghostly story I saw just now turns into a wisp of black smoke and disappears without a trace.

Zhao Wu and the deputy team went to the parking lot to get the car. Ji Xun stood in the sun for a while, looking up at the inpatient building.

The windows of the building were either open or closed, and one of them belonged to Lan Lan.

"Does Lan Lan love Lao Hu?" Ji Xun said.

He seemed to be asking Huo Ranyin, but also asking himself.

Will a young woman fall in love with a man who can be her grandfather?

If she loves her, why doesn't she take revenge or call the police when her lover dies?

If she doesn't love her, she will end up at the end of the road. Why doesn't she cling to the glimmer of life that Lao Hu left her, but the last ray of love from the dead?

Maybe Lan Lan couldn't answer either.