In fact, I have no interest in finding anchors at all. I just have nothing to say.
He turned his head and glanced at me, but the phone light was too weak, and I couldn't see his expression clearly. After a while, he said, "The anchor has actually been found."
As soon as he said that, I immediately looked around. Because we checked the other floors together before, if we found it, it must be in this room. In the end, I don't know if the light source is not strong enough, anyway, I didn't see it after looking around.
I hesitated for a while, and didn't get up to look for it. Now I just want to stay away from the bathing pool, so I asked Qin Yiheng: "Where is the anchor?"
He still didn't look back, and told me that we had actually seen the anchor on the third floor before, but the anchor was no longer an anchor. If he guessed correctly, the bed was fired after the anchor was melted down.
When he said that, I was really surprised. Although I don't know what are the steps and tools needed for firing ironware, but just thinking about it, there must be a stove, right? Metal smelting in this bathing center? This is really unrealistic!
After asking Qin Yiheng for an explanation, he continued to say that this was not necessarily fired in the bathing center, and it was probably just a ceremony to bring it in before. After the ceremony is completed, it is transported out to be fired and then transported back. Bringing it into the anchor is very eye-catching, but bringing it into the iron bed is sure to attract little attention.
What he said made sense. After chatting for a few words, in fact, I have been carefully observing him.
Seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, I let go of my vigilance and relaxed my sitting posture.
I lit a cigarette and continued to ask Qin Yiheng: "Why do you have to melt an anchor into an iron bed? If according to the previous analysis, these people are just to record their fetal dreams, then it should be reasonable to sleep as comfortably as possible." Ah. Besides, you just said that the person in the pond is yourself, you don’t know how to be so literary, you mean your own reflection? And the most important thing is, what the hell is that person behind the curtain?”
I really had a lot of questions, and I held back for a long time just now, so I spoke very fast, and I don't know if he heard clearly.
Anyway, he nodded at me, pointed to the bathing pool, and said, "The one here is Qin Yiheng; the one behind the curtain is also Qin Yiheng."
What he said was a bit like the logic of a voice robot, as if he hadn't said it.
I had no choice but to ask again and ask him to explain in more detail, but I couldn't understand. In the end, he actually shook his head and refused to speak.
After waiting for a while, seeing that he had nothing to say, I became a little anxious and urged him to explain quickly. He looked at me and said, if you want to figure it out, you can go to the bathing pool to fish it yourself, and after he finished speaking, he actually moved out of the way for me.
Curiosity killed the cat, I know that very well.
Although there is no danger in looking at the posture to fish it, I was still intimidated. But there was no way to torture Qin Yiheng to extract a confession, so I had to settle for the next best thing and let him tell what happened to the bed.
This time he didn't play sloppy with me, and he stood up seriously, looked around, and told me that there was something wrong with the whole house. I thought to myself, isn't this fucking nonsense? No problem, what are we doing here
I complained in my heart, and didn't interrupt him, but waited patiently for him to continue. His style has always been like this, always save the amazing things for the last.
What Qin Yiheng said was astonishing enough. He first asked me if I knew there was a river in the so-called underworld. No matter what the name of the underworld is called, whether it is called Nai River or Wangchuan, it is actually the same river. And the legendary Naihe Bridge (called Naihe Bridge in other words) is on this river.
According to legend, only those who died normally in the yang world, or those who did good deeds, are eligible to walk across the Nai River Bridge and embark on the road of reincarnation. And those dead souls who committed crimes or entered by mistake after violent death can only be thrown into the river to suffer. There have always been many related stories in our country's folklore.
Although this river is called a river, it is not a clean place in the legend. It is said that it is smelly and cold, and the filth of the whole world is squeezed in it. The degree of discomfort can be imagined.
Therefore, some dead souls do not have the right to cross the bridge, but they are afraid of being thrown into the river, so they have to find other ways to cross the river.
This leads to a new way, that is ferry.
According to legend, there is a ferryman on the river of the underworld, who is responsible for collecting money to ferry the souls of the dead across the river. According to legend, the price is not low.
There is not only one ferryman, but many, so professional ethics, reputation and so on are also uneven. There are many ferrymen who take money and do nothing. Halfway through the boat, they will kick the "passengers" off; and the dead souls who are already in the river, because of jealousy, will hold on to the kicked dead souls, so they will die if they fall into the water. Just don't want to go up again.
However, these "black ferrymen" should be only a minority, just like Yangjian, there are still many good people after all.
Those souls who crossed the river smoothly, that is, the souls who barely entered the road of reincarnation, although there must be some twists and turns in the middle, but in comparison, they are already very happy.
Because of this, the custom in many places is to burn paper money immediately after a person dies. In addition to dealing with ghosts, this can be regarded as a preventive measure. Regardless of whether the deceased is eligible to cross the bridge, the ticket money for crossing the river will be given to the deceased first. Let's talk.
And this is why many places have the custom of putting paper lanterns and paper boats. In fact, they just want to give those dead souls or deceased relatives and friends a medium or carrier to cross the river. Although it is just a beautiful vision, it is also based on the legend of the ferryman.
When Qin Yiheng said this, he stopped talking and tilted his head to look at me, as if asking me if I understood.
I understood what he said, but after going back and forth, I still didn't find anything related to this house. There is no river near where we are, and this city is not along the Yellow River or the Yangtze River. The whole house is barely related to water, but there is no water in any other place except the pool he put.
I looked at myself with my mobile phone and shook my head at him, expressing my confusion.
Qin Yiheng let out a "hmm", apparently guessing that I would have such a reaction, paused, and said, "This whole house is now a ferry."
Maybe it was because I heard too many miraculous things from Qin Yiheng's mouth, but this time I was not too surprised, but an association popped up in my head inexplicably.
On the closet door of his house, there is a painting of water flow, because it is incomplete, so we still don’t know what it means. Now that he reminded me, I thought, maybe it’s just a ferry Bar
I didn't open my mouth to ask him, because I still wanted to wait for him to continue talking. Unexpectedly, he stopped talking and told me to get the searchlight back. I had to go to the women's bathroom again. Fortunately, although the searchlight was not on, there were still a lot of parts, so it was not troublesome to find them.
Back in the men's bathroom, Qin Yiheng took over the searchlight and started tinkering with the Swiss army knife, still silent. I have been waiting by the side, quite anxious.
Seventeen or eighteen minutes later, I felt a little drowsy sitting on the ground, when I suddenly heard Qin Yiheng call out "Jiang Shuo". I raised my head, and before I could ask him why, my eyes were completely blank—he suddenly turned on the searchlight to shine on my eyes! Although this kind of searchlight is not as good as a wolf-eye flashlight, it is still fucking bright enough.
In addition, the room was already dark, so suddenly I felt a little dizzy, my vision was full of light spots, and I couldn't see anything.
I cursed subconsciously: "Qin Er, what the hell are you doing? I can't see, so close it!"
Qin Yiheng didn't answer me, but immediately turned off the searchlight. My eyes hadn't slowed down before, but it was pitch black again in an instant.
I rubbed my eyes, the strong light stimulated me to shed a lot of tears, but I still couldn't see clearly.
I yelled "Qin Yiheng" again, but he still didn't respond, but suddenly there was a "pop" sound from the direction of the bathing pool, which sounded like a heavy object had been thrown into the water, and then It started to rattle non-stop.
I thought to myself, it’s broken, damn it, can’t it be that something from the pool came out