As soon as he finished speaking, the waves pushed the hull of the ship into the water. This wave became more fierce and sinking. Two more masts were broken on the Shenxing Taibao, but soon, it floated up from the sea unyieldingly, and those The broken mast was wrapped around the bulkhead, and was carried by the waves and knocked wildly on the cabin, making a soul-stirring sound.
Amidst the knocking sound, everyone crawling in the cockpit looked at Song Wenbin.
"What, what are you going to do??" Captain Lin Rong asked in disbelief.
"Throw those treasures into the sea." Song Wenbin repeated.
"What?" Sutina recovered from the endless repetition and looked at him: "What did you say?"
"I said, this is not our thing!" Song Wenbin said.
"Are you crazy!? The country sent us here just to..." the captain said loudly.
"This is just a show. I don't want to risk the lives of people I don't want to do because of the show." Song Wenbin interrupted him.
Everyone was stunned. After being in the show for so long, who could still see clearly that this was just a show? But even if it was a show, no one was willing to put it down.
"No...no...no...no...even in my opinion, this is too crazy, you...you can't do this..." Director Pauly could not bear it at this time. He kept interjecting: "That's a treasure worth tens of billions of dollars..."
"Zheng He can do it! Ying Zheng can do it! Why can't I do it?" Song Wenbin asked in surprise.
Pauly was stunned. He didn't expect that a joke in the noodle shop a few months ago would become reality at this moment.
Sutina on the side was tearing her hair and covering her face with her hands. What kind of declaration was this...
But Song Wenbin didn't think there was any problem with this kind of thing. He said to the sailors around him: "Go and throw all the treasures into the sea!"
But this time no one listened to him. People just looked at him with pale faces. They thought this guy was crazy. Maybe his spirit had collapsed in the face of the death storm, so he said such crazy words.
"I don't want... We can't do this..." Captain Lin Rong shook his head. Even the captain Kong Mao, who had been following him, persuaded him: "Boss, there is indeed a custom of worshiping the sea god here, but it is unscientific. In this era, you must not fail to be scientific. If you are not scientific, , you will be labeled as superstitious. Not only will you be doomed, but this program may also be doomed..."
"Fuck science." Song Wenbin said frantically: "You're going to die anyway, and you'll die if you lose your treasures! You'll die if you don't lose your treasures! It's better to lose them to make it more interesting."
Lin Rong and Kong Mao sat on the ground dumbfounded. They didn't think there was anything interesting about losing treasure. Even if they really died, maybe it would be more acceptable to die with the treasure.
…
But Song Wenbin no longer wanted to wait. In the short gap between peaks and peaks, he rushed from the cockpit to the cabin filled with various treasures. In the cabin, Wu Tou watched him rush in and said loudly: "Hey! What's the situation outside? Why is it shaking all the time? Your rescue hasn't come yet?"
Song Wenbin didn't look at him. He pulled up a length of cable and tied it around his waist during the bumps, and then unlocked the hatch door at the stern for unloading cargo.
The wooden hatch slowly opened, and the raging wind and heavy rain rushed into the cabin. Under the stunned eyes of Wu Tou and the sailors who caught up, Song Wenbin kicked a treasure box full of gold and silver jewelry. Kicked into the sea.
"Fuck the treasure!"
He kicked and cursed: "Fuck treasure! Do you think I care!?"
The heavy treasure chest was kicked into the water like this, Wu Tou was frightened by his actions, his eyes widened, and he roared in an incomprehensible voice: "What are you doing!? Bastard!"
"
Song Wenbin turned a deaf ear to his roar. He kicked a box of ancient coins again. The box of coins that had finally been packed slid along the open deck and slid into the turbulent sea water behind the cabin with a rumble.
"No, don't throw it away!
That's mine, that's mine...!
Wu Tou yelled desperately, his whole body trembling with anxiety.
There was no other sound in Song Wenbin's ears, and he was kicking himself.
"Breed your blood!
Damn it!
I told you not to throw it away, didn’t you hear me? ? "
Wutou screamed. Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the ancient Western silver sword stuck on the thick gold coin. He twisted his body, desperately arched to the side, turned his back to it and rubbed crazily against it. He was swept away by the sea water. The precious metal that had been sealed for hundreds of years had not changed its sharpness at all, and soon it scratched Wutou's body to pieces in the jolts.
But looking at Song Wenbin on the other side who was discarding the gold and silver utensils desperately, Wu Tou ignored the blood on his body and forcibly cut the ropes on his hands and feet during the bumps.
After untying the rope, he grabbed the Western sword and rushed towards Song Wenbin along the violently shaking cabin.
"Brother Song, be careful!" Su Tina, who followed the camera crew into the cabin, screamed when she saw this scene.
Song Wenbin turned around and looked at Wu Tou, who was rushing over like a madman.
boom!
A big wave is coming.
The ship was towering, and Wu Tou, holding the Western sword, was shaken by the impact and was about to fall into the sea. Song Wenbin grabbed the rope around his waist and grabbed Wu Tou with the other hand to prevent him from falling into the sea.
But Wutou was not touched by this, and he roared crazily: "How dare you throw away my treasure!
"
The moment the boat's hull was lifted to the wave and the balance was restored, Wutou rushed over, straddling Song Wenbin's body, and raised the sharp blade in his hand.
Soon enough, a gold cup was thrown in the air and hit the Western sword in Wu Tou's hand accurately. The Western sword in Wu Tou's hand was smashed and spun and fell into the sea.
The next second, Huo Yu had rushed to Wutou and grabbed his throat without thinking. Her eyes were wide open, and veins popped out on the backs of her hands and neck.
Wu Tou was choked, but he still looked at Song Wenbin with an expression of extreme hatred, and squeezed out from between his teeth: "My baby!
My treasure…I’m going to kill you…I’m going to kill you…”
Seeing this, Song Wenbin grabbed Huo Yu's fingers, panted and pushed her away and said, "Leave me alone! Go and throw things!"
Crew lives matter!
"
Huo Yu's steel-like fingers were easily pulled away by Song Wenbin. She looked at Song Wenbin with a pale face. After getting a suspicious look from her mother, she turned her head and looked at the piles of treasures in the cabin, and lifted her feet with a painful expression. He stepped on an exquisite porcelain bottle and exerted a little force.
The blue and white porcelain vase tumbled and fell into the sea.
Looking at the blue and white porcelain vase next to him that was pushed into the sea by Huo Yu, Wu Tou howled loudly, and bright red blood flowed out of his eyes, which was ferocious and indescribable.
He grabbed Song Wenbin's collar and Du Juan cried out in despair: "I'll kill you!
You crazy people!
I'll kill you!
"
Blood dripped from his eyes and fell on Song Wenbin's face. He asked Wu Tou sternly: "You want your treasure, but do you know that you can only live for less than twenty years?"
“I want you to take care of me!
"
Ronald Hatcher roared crazily: "That's my treasure! I'm going to kill you!"
I'm going to kill you!
"
While roaring, the ship's hull passed the huge waves and began to slide down into the abyss. With the help of the changing angle, Song Wenbin pressed on Ronald Hatcher and looked at him eye to eye, "I give you these treasures, can you bear it!" ?”
Ronald Hatcher said sadly: "That's what I deserve! That's what I deserve!
You don’t care whether I can tolerate it or not!
"
"Wake up, Hatcher! Do you know how many sunken ships there are in this sea!?" Song Wenbin shook his body vigorously and shouted: "Thousands, countless! Can you catch all of them! Treasures have only one owner. Even if you own them now, they will not belong to you in ten or twenty years!
"
"enough!
"
Ronald Hatcher asked crazily: "I was born to hunt for treasure!
You want to throw away my treasure, what is the meaning of my existence? ? "
Song Wenbin was stunned for a few seconds, and then his expression became gentle. He wiped the blood from the corners of Ronald Hatcher's eyes and said, "I didn't throw away your treasure, Dr. Hatcher. I gave it back." is you."
His movement made Ronald Hatcher tremble.
Song Wenbin pointed to the sea and whispered: "I returned the treasures to the eternal you. Look, they are in the sea, they are by your side. If you are willing, you can stay with them forever and lie down forever." Among the endless treasures, accompanying the sunken ship, calling the wind and rain, becoming... the richest one..."
Ronald Hatcher was horrified, stopped crying, and looked at him blankly.
"eternal...?"
"Yes, there is only one way to get to eternity. You know it, Dr. Hatcher, you know it deep down in your heart. Maybe you can pretend not to know, but the British Museum, Sotheby's auction house, don't be ridiculous. Damn, those are temporary, there is only one way for you to have them forever, you know..."
】
"I know..." Ronald Hatcher groaned.
"Yes, you know, I know, everyone knows, we just pretend not to know, we block our abilities and close our hearts. We are performing a drama here that seems to be very real, but in fact it is all fake. It is fleeting, but there is one thing that is eternal. As long as you grab it, it will be as immortal as gold." Song Wenbin said softly.
Ronald Hatcher looked at him. This young man had infinite compassion in his eyes. He was not looking at a sinner or a murderer, but at a living person.
Ronald Hatcher's eyes suddenly burst into dazzling light: "I understand, I understand."
There was no trace of despair anymore. He started dancing, being knocked around by the shaking cabin, but he did not change his expression in ecstasy: "So that's it... That's it..."
He ecstatically knocked away the director, photographer, and crew members, rushed to the heavy golden pillar, stroked the lines on its surface and whispered softly.
"My treasure, my treasure."
He caressed the treasure with obsession and longing, and said softly: "Let's go home together, to a place where those people will never find us..."
After that, a huge wave hit, and the Shenxing Taibao was raised high. Ronald Hatcher hugged the golden pillar, and the golden pillar led him to smash the guardrail of the Shenxing Taibao, and led him along the sloping The deck, following the endless treasures, fell into the roaring dark sea water.
In the dark sea water, the man smiled happily, hugged the gold pillar, kissed it, and fell into a baby-like sleep while sinking, accompanied by countless rolling coins, porcelain, and gold bricks.
…
And when some people gain eternal peace, there are still people struggling in the sea of suffering.
The big waves took away most of the treasures in the cabin, but the wind and waves did not calm down at all. On the contrary, they became more and more urgent and crazy. Under the ravages of the wind and waves, the Shenxing Taibao was leaking water everywhere.
The endless impacts even destroyed most of the watertight compartments, leaving the ship teetering precariously in the sea.
“This wind and waves! This wind and waves!
Not too small!
"
Captain Lin Rong pulled the cable and shouted angrily.
The director and the film crew were trembling all over as they looked at the mountain-like waves outside the open cabin.
It is not only the fear of death, but also the fear of the insignificance of one's own existence as a human being.
Song Wenbin looked at the endless rolling waves, the few treasures left in the cabin, and the only treasure box held tightly in Sutina's arms.
Sutina hid in the corner, holding the Nine-Patterned Dragon Treasure Box, looking at him with pleading eyes.
Song Wenbin walked towards Sutina. Sutina hugged the treasure box, sobbed and begged: "No... Brother Song... don't... this is our... painstaking effort... without it... we can even go back..."
Looking at the crying face of his colleague, the man felt helpless in his heart.
"I'll go talk to him." He touched Sutina's head and said softly.
"Who do you want to talk to..."
Huo Yu noticed something and asked in fear.
Song Wenbin sighed tiredly. He untied the safety rope around his waist. His eyes gradually changed and became very cold.
Everyone in the cabin looked at the man, and their arguments were settled for a moment. Something invisible was expanding uncontrollably. It was a soul that was no longer bound by the body and spirit. It began to truly take over the body.
He walked along the trembling and cracked stairs to the outside of the cabin and walked to the deck where the storm was most raging. Here, the twelve-level strong wind almost tore everything apart crazily.
The endless rain curtain was like a knife on the face, and lightning flashed across the sky like a dragon.
Song Wenbin saw the unbroken main mast, climbed to it, and grabbed the rope on the main mast.
"Tired!
!
"
Wei Ning screamed in the cabin. He wanted to rush out and follow the man's footsteps, but Huo Yu held him back. Outside the cabin, the storm was enough to scare away the bravest of people, and she didn't want to cause any more unnecessary deaths.
It's just that she grabbed Weining but failed to grab Baoli. The director, who was famous for his ruthlessness, could no longer restrain the regret in his heart. He rushed to the deck without caring about the camera and shouted behind Song Wenbin: "Song Wenbin!
Are you crazy! ? You will be choked to death!
"
Song Wenbin ignored the director and climbed up by pulling the rope.
"That's enough!
Paulie prayed: "That's enough, Teacher Wei." "
Song Wenbin came to his senses briefly. He did not expect that Pauly would still follow him to take pictures at this time. He responded calmly: "If I didn't, we would all die in the sea."
What else does the director want to say?
The ship hit a mountainous wave, and Paulie, who was carrying the camera, was struck in the thigh by the broken mast. His leg was twisted and broken with a scratch.
He covered his broken leg, carried the camera and shouted hoarsely in the rain: "Song - Wen - Bin -"
Song Wenbin no longer paid attention to anyone. He grabbed the rope and climbed up to the main mast. The rope dancing on the mast due to the storm drew deep blood marks on his face, but he was completely immersed in his own world, almost Can't feel any pain.
Every scene in that trip led me to this place, whether it was his uncle's humiliation at the dinner table, the black screen in the live broadcast room, or his parents' unfulfilled expectations for him.
"Block me..."
He climbed to the top of the mast, the closest point to the sky in this stretch of water.
"Block me!
"
Lightning tore through the night sky, shining brightly on Song Wenbin's face.
He tore the clothes off his chest amid the roaring hurricane and waves tens of meters high.
"Block me!
"
He threw the gold and silver in his hands into the sea with all his strength, but his eyes did not look at the undulating sea at all. Hot tears burst out from his eyes, but they were not fear, but the strong unwillingness in his heart.
"Contempt me!
! "
With tears in his eyes, he pulled on the rope on the deck. The strong wind hit him so hard that he could not open his eyes. His palms were already bloody from the rope, but he still did not relax at all.
boom!
The thunder and lightning rolled and landed in the waves less than one meter away from the ship, seeming to demonstrate to him the huge power between heaven and earth.
He was unfazed and just shook the rainwater from his hair: "Humiliate me!
! Play with me!
! Torture me!
! "
“But I’m not going anywhere!
! "
He roared like crazy at the rolling thunder and lightning and dark clouds in the sky: "I'm right here!
! "
The shining gold and silver jewels were thrown into the sea from his hands like rainwater, discarded like worn-out shoes.
"I am the envoy of the Thousand-Year Empire!
I am immortal!
"
Song Wenbin pulled the cable, pointed to the sky in the roaring hurricane, and said: "What am I doing!"
There is no selfishness at all!
If you want to kill me!
Come and kill me!
Even if you kill me, there will be a next time!
Next time!
"
…
No one can say when the storm stopped. No one can say what the relationship between the stopping of the storm and what they did was. No one can say whether the young man's conversation with Tian Tian had any effect. Clear.
But even after many years
The people on that ship still can't forget it
The peak experience at that moment
They were with the young man
Standing amid the roaring waves and hurricanes
For the unquenchable desire in my heart
Go wild in it
Put life and death at risk
Maybe for a long time
This is what they have been looking for
