The crucified wooden box was very large, and Luo Jian thought it could fit a person into it judging from its size. Moreover, the box was not nailed firmly, and the long-term wind and sun caused the box to rot in a large area. Luo Jian poked a few holes in it with his own knife, and with a forceful hand, he removed one side of the box, and the contents inside were exposed under the faint starlight.
"Fuck me!" Luo Jian couldn't help covering her mouth and nose when she saw the contents of the box. He really had a relationship with corpses or something. There was actually a curled up corpse in this box. The whole body rotted into disgusting black rotten flesh, and bones were seen in some places. The clothes on the corpse could not be seen from the original shape, but the skeleton frame could be recognized as a man.
When Luo Jian opened the box, it was accompanied by a weird, disgusting and penetrating smell.
Luo Jian took several steps back and stood on the edge of the boat to take a few mouthfuls of fresh sea breeze, but he couldn't help throwing up in the next second. There was also a sticky fishy smell in the sea breeze, that kind of salty, wet, It smells like fish. This made Luo Jian extremely uncomfortable, and his stomach kept churning.
After waiting for a long time for him to vomit enough, he had to climb back to the side of the wooden box. There was no other way. It can be said that this corpse was the only thing of value that Luo Jian found on the deck. He firmly believed that the dead body would definitely carry If there are any clues or props, not letting go of every detail is the creed that Luo Jian has set up for himself since he stepped into the secret room.
Therefore, Luo Jian had to lie on the side of the box, trying to observe this unsightly corpse. The corpse hadn't completely rotted into white bones, and there were still a lot of black rotten meat hanging on it, and there were vaguely many maggots crawling around. Luo Jian guessed that this person must have been forcibly stuffed into this box before his life, because his posture in the box was very distorted, and after careful observation, Luo Jian found that the bones of this person's limbs and joints were cracked, he said Maybe it was forcibly stuffed in after the limbs were broken.
Luo Jian admired himself for being able to analyze the cause of death and the process of death from a corpse. He is not a forensic doctor, but it is already very good to see so much. While a little self-inflated, Luo Jian stood up and overturned the box. The corpse inside fell out by itself, and he didn't dare to touch it with his hands, it was too disgusting.
Not only the corpse was poured out of the box, but also some other things, a quill, a palm-sized sheepskin notebook, a box of matches, and an old Holy Cross medal.
These items may have belonged to the deceased during his lifetime.
Luo Jian picked up the sheepskin notebook and looked at it. This book was a bit dirty, it fell out of the corpse, it was black and stained with something, it looked disgusting, Luo Jian resisted the discomfort and opened it to read, regrettably What's more, it's written in English. Luo Jian's English is not very good. Although he can carry on some simple English conversations, he cannot understand the ones that are too profound. What's more, this sheepskin notebook is all handwritten, densely packed and very scribbled. At a glance, it can be seen that it is written by an authentic British. Luo Jian struggled for a long time but couldn't figure out what the word that distorted letter combination was.
Luo Jian flipped through the notebook helplessly, and found that it was of little value. When she was about to throw it away, a photo in the notebook fell out.
A very old photo, a black and white photo of a man and a woman, it seems to be a wedding photo, because they are all wearing complicated and cumbersome dresses, the people on the photo are blurred, it seems to be a very old photo. On the back of the photo is written the time of shooting: May 5, 1645, Lorne and Shulia.
Luo Jian took a complicated look at the corpse lying on the ground while holding the photo.
In 1645, that was probably the early seventeenth century, a century of the development of colonialism. At that time, China was still under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, hundreds of years away from the current 21st century...
Wait, that's weird!
Luo Jian suddenly thought of a serious problem while holding the photo.
Did cameras exist in the seventeenth century
As far as he knows, cameras only appeared around the 19th century. At that time, the simplest black-and-white camera was just invented, and it was a rare thing in many places! There was nearly two hundred years between the seventeenth century and the nineteenth century. How could there be such a thing as a photograph in 1645? !
Thinking of this, Luo Jian felt his scalp go numb. He looked at the photo in his hand with a horrified look. The photo was too old, and the faces of the people on it were blurred. A woman was sitting on a chair. , the man leaned against her and stood behind her, and two people whose faces couldn't be seen stood together, plus the black and white photo, no matter what color their clothes were, they were all black, making it look like a memorial ceremony, yellowed No matter how weird the photo looked, Luo Jian was even more creepy, so he directly stuffed the photo into the notebook and threw it back into the broken box.
In addition to the notebook, there are quills, the cross and the box of matches. The quill was out of ink and could not be used, so Luo Jian threw it away. The Cross Medal was a bit strange, so Luo Jian thought for a while and put it in his pocket.
The most useful match is that it is dry and can be ignited. Luo Jian just needs fire. But he couldn't find any materials that could burn. The wooden box was damp, and most of the wood products on this ship felt damp to the touch.
After thinking about it, Luo Jian finally set her sights on the corpse.
Human bones can be burned, and after death, the corpse will produce corpse oil, which is the mixture of fat and protein, which is easy to burn. The flame can burn the whole living person to nothing but ashes, and it can burn for a long time. time.
Luo Jian hesitated for a while, and finally shook his head and said to himself: "What are you afraid of Luo Jian, if you don't let go, you will die here with him!"
After speaking, he squatted down, gritted his teeth and broke off the longest leg bone from the corpse.
Luo Jian successfully ignited... the leg bone, holding his torch and walking towards the door of the cabin. With the lighting of the flames, the ship also looked a little brighter. Luo Jian entered the cabin, holding the flame high. Without the sea breeze on the deck, the room seemed warmer and not so cold, but Luo Jian didn't dare to relax, and looked at everything around her with wide-eyed vigilance.
The cabin is the various spaces below the nail plate, including the bow cabin, stern cabin, cargo hold, engine room, boiler room, etc. This ghost ship should be considered a relatively large one. The room that Luo Jian first entered was very chaotic, as if someone had fought violently, and the tables, chairs, benches and so on were all down on the ground, covered by a thick layer of dust.
There was nothing of value in this room. Luo Jian searched and found a nautical chart, but he couldn't read it. There was also a logbook, but it was written in English. There was also an oil painting hanging on the wall, which was also covered with a thick layer of dust. Luo Jian leaned over and wiped off the dust with his hands, but the painting was a scene of a ship being swallowed by huge waves.
"Who is it that hangs this kind of painting and wants to die at the bottom of the sea?" Luo Jian shook his head speechlessly, and left this small room to go to the next place to look. Before leaving, he still took the logbook with him, and he planned to go Looking for that partner, although I don't know who it is, Luo Jian hopes that he can understand English.
Although the cabin was huge, Luo Jian quickly visited all the places. There were stored food in the cargo hold, but most of them were spoiled and could not be eaten. There are also some weapons and gunpowder, and even a few forts, but they are all damp and unusable. Luo Jian found a pile of gold and silver treasures in a small room, but these things are not even comparable to a piece of bread.
Luo Jian was a little hungry.
He went to the ship's engine room, where the power engine was rusted and unable to run. Boiler cabins, bilges, side tanks, and cabins were turned around, but Luo Jian found nothing, and he couldn't even find a single corpse like he did on the deck.
"What the hell is this place, why is it so empty and nothing?" Luo Jian turned around, there were many rooms in the cabin, so he couldn't help getting lost, and Luo Jian wasn't sure if there were some places he hadn't found. The torches in his hand were burning to the bottom. He entered a place that looked like a living cabin, which was the crew's lounge. He found some thick coats, and then put one on for himself, feeling uncomfortable. Enough, put another one on. Although it was also covered with a thick layer of dust, at least it didn't have to be so cold.
Then he found another oil lamp with burning oil in it, so Luo Jian lit the lamp and threw away the bone torch that looked like it was leaking.
The cabin is claustrophobic and pitch-black, and I can vaguely feel the shaking of the hull under my feet, and I can also hear a little sound of waves. It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid, Luo Jian is actually terribly afraid, but he still has to bite the bullet and go Looking for that partner, he looked at his pocket watch, 12::48. Before I knew it, almost an hour had passed, and if I didn't find someone, that person might die.
After walking for a long time in the dark passage, Luo Jian suddenly heard a sound of thump, thump, thump, thump, from a certain room in front.
It sounded like something was banging against the door.
Luo Jian's heart was also beating violently following this weird sound. He raised the oil lamp and boldly approached a little closer. He walked to the door of a room. The sound came from inside the door. Something was hitting the door panel, and the door was trembling and creaking.
"Who is it? Is anyone in there?" Luo Jian yelled in a deep voice against the door. He didn't dare to amplify his voice. In such a dark environment, he always felt that talking louder would make everything bad It's like something attracts you.
As soon as Luo Jian spoke, the thing that hit the door stopped, and there was no sound for a while, and the silence was like the eve of a storm.
After a while, the banging thing started again, and continued pounding on the poor door. Luo Jian swallowed, pulled out her saber, then opened her mouth and put the knife in her mouth to bite, holding the lamp in one hand, and the door handle in the other hand, turning...