Chapter 84: Tail Ship 02
After pulling Tong Mian out from the bottom of the boat, he tearfully recounted his experiences of the past few days.
It turned out that after he boarded the boat, he encountered two ghosts fighting each other. One of them hit him with his fist and fell to the side of the boat in a perfect parabola. As luck would have it, it was sunrise in the early morning. The kind ghost who came to save him fled in a hurry and was burned and screamed: "Wait for me, brother, I will come to save you when it gets dark!"
But this brother completely forgot about it.
Tong Mian hung by the side of the boat for a day and passed out from the sun. When he woke up again, he found that he had slipped off the boat, half of his body was soaked in water, and his butt was bitten twice by something. The wound was not fatal, but it immediately bleeds on him, and the blood attracted even crazier monsters.
"They kept fighting to eat me. They broke all my bones in the water and I fainted from the pain. I just woke up just now..." Tong Mian wanted to cry but had no tears.
Jiang Yuelu didn't know what to say.
"So the two monsters were fighting because of you." The young man exclaimed in amazement. "I was so curious that I even went to the stern to watch. The splashing water was red, so beautiful."
"The red one is my blood!!!" Tong Mian was about to collapse, "So it was you who was on top, I was wondering why I kept hearing people clapping while I was half asleep and half awake, damn it, do you have any humanity!!!"
The boy laughed happily, "I am a ghost, of course I don't have any humanity."
"You are too... gross..."
Jiang Yuelu helped Tong Mian, who was vomiting non-stop, up and said, "Alright, stop talking."
"I won't say anything more. I really need to rest. Where is the bed..."
"Don't you need medicine?"
Tong Mian shook his head weakly, "No, I can heal myself."
Since the only doctor had said so, Jiang Yuelu would not hesitate any longer and let Leng Wenhan help him back. Tong Mian saw the boy in men's clothing and rolled her eyes secretly, but she didn't have the energy to complain anymore.
The two figures disappeared on the deck, and the dark red light of the iron lanterns lit up everywhere. It was already late at night, but the ghost ship was still bustling. From a distance, it seemed that they were still talking about the stern ship.
The ghost market, which has become famous even before it was seen, is under the jurisdiction of a certain city lord. It is at the shaky end of this route, attracting everyone's attention.
Jiang Yuelu turned around and found that the boy was looking at her with a smile. Recalling what had just happened, he knew a lot about the stern boat, so why not make friends with him?
So he introduced himself in a friendly manner, "Yan Jiang."
The young man followed suit and put away his fan in a serious manner, "Golden Rhinoceros."
"What's the name of the flower?"
"My mother was a flower lover. She placed the two flowers she loved most on me and my brother. She hoped that he and I would have a life as fragrant and beautiful as osmanthus." Jin Muxi sighed, "Oh, what a pity. My brother and I died at a young age."
Jiang Yuelu was lost in thought: "The flower language of the golden osmanthus is very good, I guess she loves you very much."
"Flower language?" Jin Muxi became interested. "What is that?"
"It's about the meaning of each flower... No one has such a saying?"
Jin Muxi looked at him in confusion, "Never heard of it. And not only in ghosts, even when I was alive, I have never heard of the language of flowers."
That seems to be something that does not exist in this world... Jiang Yuelu sweated. Seeing the young man looking at him suspiciously, he coughed and changed the subject, "I traveled all over the world when I was alive, and I heard this in a small foreign town."
It would be bad if there is no concept of Gentiles...
But the suspicion in Jin Muxi's eyes disappeared. "So you are a foreigner. No wonder. I didn't expect that you were so experienced when you died at a young age."
"Then tell me, what is the flower language of my name?"
"Elegant, modest, intoxicated." He said a word, and Jin Muxi nodded, seeming to agree very much. Jiang Yuelu said the last word, "First love."
He raised his eyebrows slightly, as if a little surprised, and then covered half of his face with his fan and chuckled: "That's not true. I have never enjoyed sweet love before and after my death... Well, if I have a chance to try it later, it would be nice."
"You don't have to believe it too much. The language of flowers in our... foreign lands that I encountered, represents a kind of beautiful blessing, and it cannot represent the whole life... uh. Ghost life."
"Blessings?" Jin Muxi smiled.
"From what you said before, it seems that you know a lot about the stern ship?" Jiang Yuelu asked tentatively, "The three of us are new here, and we don't know much about the place yet."
"You want to go there without knowing anything? Well, it's inevitable. There's no ghost in the ghost city who doesn't yearn for the ghost market, and who doesn't want to settle down and enjoy themselves in the tail ship?"
Jin Muxi was frank, "Ask whatever you want to know. However, there are many things I don't really understand."
Jiang Yuelu thought about it and decided that he couldn't ask any questions that were too revealing.
"What preparations should we make before boarding the ship?"
"No need. The stern ship will have its own judgment standards. You will know when the time comes." Jin Muxi changed the subject, "But, there is one thing you need to pay attention to."
"What?"
"Dream."
Jin Muxi raised his hand, and the fan drew a golden crescent in the air, "Hmm...it's foggy. Everyone is going to start dreaming."
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It is said that before a person dies, there will be a revolving lantern, and the scenes of life will pass by like light and shadow, whether it is sadness or joy, it will all be gathered into the end of death. At this moment, life will be fair.
Once you are dead, you are dead. You will no longer dream. That reappearance of the lantern is the last chance to experience the bizarre and fantastic dreams.
However, there are always exceptions.
When the ghost ship is about to reach its destination, it will pass through a mysterious sea area. At that time, it will be unaware of any changes in the surroundings. However, all souls that enter this sea area will fall asleep as if they were gently brushed by the hands of a nightmare demon.
Dream about the past, dream about the future.
In the dream, I smiled bitterly, shed tears, and shouted at the top of my lungs. We shook hands and made peace until death.
In dreams, you will see the life you had in the past, and also the life you have never had. That is why it is called a dream. Since dreams are dreams, they are boundless and unreachable. They can let you see the lover you miss, the wise man you have never met, and the hero you want to be.
The dreams that cannot be realized are rolled into particles of starlight by the nightmare demon and fed into people's mouths, turning into dreams.
Friends, siblings and loved ones, people you’ve been close to, strangers you’ve never met… It’s said that the “Farewell of the Nightmare” is the last chance to taste regret and pain before reaching the happiest land.
It was late at night, and thick fog enveloped the entire ghost ship. Everyone fell into a deep sleep, and even the noisiest children stopped chasing, fell to the ground and snored softly.
That night, Jiang Yuelu had two dreams for the first time in a long time.
In the first dream, he heard a little girl's cry for help.
He was standing in a very empty and vast space, but after taking a few steps he discovered that there were actually glass-transparent barriers all around him. If he reached out and touched them, a water-red smiling face would appear on the surface.
The cry for help he heard came from under his feet. A clever little girl seemed to be in some trouble. She seemed to have been calling for help for a long time and sounded very weak: "Is there anyone? Help me... Is there anyone here?"
"Is there anyone here, can you hear me?"
Jiang Yuelu didn't answer in a hurry. He focused on observing the ground under his feet.
It seemed as if there was a huge water mirror under my feet. The view below was extremely clear, and it was very similar to the level I was on. It was equally empty and vast, and had the same transparent barrier. It also seemed to be constantly touched by someone, and the face that appeared on the barrier was not smiling, but crying.
Who was touching him? He saw no one. A gust of wind passed by, and the crying water-colored face became bright.
Does this "girl" calling for help really exist?
"Is anyone here?"
The girl sobbed softly like a little animal. Jiang Yuelu tried to speak: "Hello? Can you hear me--" But her question was interrupted by an excited shout, "Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!! There's someone!!! There's really someone!!!"
Jiang Yuelu: “…”
"Sorry... I haven't heard anyone speak for a long time. I'm a little excited... Are you also on the stern ship?"
Jiang Yuelu perked up, "Are you on the boat?"
"Yeah!" The girl seemed to be afraid that he would leave, and said very quickly, "I'm in some trouble on the boat, can you come and rescue me?"
Jiang Yuelu: "This——"
"Your trip will not be in vain! My parents are among the richest people on this ship. If you can send me back safely, they will definitely give you a large sum of money... Treasures are also acceptable! They will give you whatever you want, as long as you take me back..."
Rich? Money, treasures.
It sounds like the stern ship is just like the human world, divided into rich and poor classes.
Unable to hear his voice, the girl mistakenly thought that he was unwilling and felt that the hope that was within reach was slim again: "Please, I've been locked up here for a long time, I want to go out, I miss my parents, I want to see the sun outside..."
"They locked me up here, saying no one would come to save me, and no one could hear my cries. I've been begging for help for a long time, and you're the only one who heard me..."
Jiang Yuelu frowned, "How long have you been locked up here?"
"It was a long, long time ago..." the girl choked up, "I was locked up when I couldn't speak."
She sounds like she is 12 or 13 years old now, still very immature. If she couldn't speak when she was locked up, then she must have been alone in a closed place for more than ten years...
The girl's sobs became fainter.
She seemed to realize the grievances she had suffered for many years when she confided in others, just like a child who would get up on her own if no one was watching her fall, but would pout and cry loudly if someone was watching.
But she didn't dare cry too loudly.
She was afraid that if she did something wrong, the person in front of her would leave her. Then she would be alone again, like a fish that finally swam out of the sea and was dragged back to the deep sea by the iron chain in its last leap... What a suffocating deep sea it was.
No one could speak, and deep red eyes were lurking all around... She couldn't help shivering and said cautiously: "I'm sorry, I may have said a little too much, did I scare you...what about you?" She vaguely remembered that "you" was a polite honorific.
"Can you please help me get out..."
"I have nothing to give you, right now, I have nothing." She stammered, "My mother said I can sing well... Can I sing for you?"
She tried hard to please this rare person.
"Okay." Jiang Yuelu agreed.
The girl was stunned for a moment, as if she couldn't believe that her desperate cry for help was so easily granted. If this was a wish that had been ignored for more than ten years, then the person who agreed to her wish must be a god, right? She shed tears of gratitude: "Thank you, thank you..."
The girl told me where she was on the boat, which was a very complicated street name. She said shyly, "It might be a little troublesome."
"No trouble. I can remember it."
Jiang Yuelu repeated it word for word, and the girl was surprised and delighted, "That's amazing! You are really the Lord God..."
"If you come to the stern ship, come to this location, but don't ask where Rongrong is... because that's my name. Otherwise, when they know it, they will definitely lock me up in deeper and deeper places. Then I will never see you again..." and will never come out again.
Jiang Yuelu agreed: "No problem."
Rongrong said gratefully: "Then I will be here, waiting for your visit."
It was getting dark everywhere, and the first dream was coming to an end.
He thought it was over and was about to open his eyes, but he sensed a dangerous message. Almost in an instant, he closed his eyes tightly and dodged to the right - the right side, the right side was safe!
Since taking over the shrine, his synesthesia has been increasing day by day, and now he has a little bit of predictive ability. If he can predict accurately, it can save his life.
Now, the hairs on his body were standing up, warning him:
The left side is dangerous. Don’t go near it! Even if you die, you can’t go near it.
However, he was still a step too slow. A cold hand gently held his waist, making his escape with all his might seem like a joke. The next moment, he was brought back to the original place, and even moved a little to the left, where he didn't want to get close to even at death.
A creepy laugh rang in my ears, like the faint breathing of someone who had been dead for a long time.
"Don't open your eyes... don't you want to see me so much?"
"My only friend, Jiang Yuelu."
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