He descended quickly. After landing, he looked at his watch and saw that there was still some time before dawn.
The location of the ghost ship was basically determined when Wang Dengming was on the cliff.
Although the light on the sea was blurry, under the starry sky, he could vaguely see the huge shadow of a ship stranded in the water very close to the coast.
There was still the light of torches on the ship, and shadows of people could be vaguely seen on the deck of the ship.
Choosing a good direction, he headed towards the shore.
He first entered a forest and about half a mile into the forest, the ground under his feet became moist and soft, like fresh volcanic ash.
The weeds are getting thicker and thicker, and the footsteps startle the birds that are sleeping at night, and they fly out of the bird's nest.
The screams of monkeys and strange crunching sounds are occasionally heard in the dense forest.
The surroundings seemed to suddenly become miserable and confused.
Damn it, what kind of path did I choose?
The canopy of trees forms a different kind of sky above the head, which makes people breathless.
The damp mist and lonely situation are like the wild world before "original sin".
Here his shoes sank into a deep, oily pit, and he seemed to have suddenly stepped into a swamp.
Will it fall in?
But this doesn't seem to be a swamp, it's a soft land between a forest and a swamp.
I have never seen such landscape and topography.
In the light source of the flashlight, I could see blood-red nameless flowers from time to time, as well as salamanders, hares, green babies, and poisonous snakes running around after being disturbed under my feet.
The flickering light of fireflies made him uneasy, and the rot and stench of the forest clogged his lungs.
The stench was like corpse stench.
A Western-style mass grave?
Wang Dengming didn't find any cemetery, nor did he find wild dogs or vultures, nor did he find any insects crawling on the ground.
It really smelled so bad, he didn't know where the stench in this forest came from.
He planned to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise he would vomit to death.
After walking forward for a while, he suddenly found a light hidden in the dense forest.
He headed towards the light.
A wooden house with a pointed roof appeared in front of him. Next to the wooden house, there was a windmill, and the windmill blades were like huge sails.
Above the windmill, there is a dark, square lookout.
The wooden house is surrounded by black stone walls and has a door to enter.
In the wooden house, someone was laughing. Listen carefully, it was two women talking. Listening again, there seemed to be the sound of water splashing.
He came to the door, the rotting door closed.
He planned to climb over the wall, but after thinking about it, he went around to the left and came to an open window.
There are a lot of messy things in it, iron pans, funnels, retorts, sieves and filters.
This seems to be a laboratory, and the experimental equipment is really too old.
There are also ordinary iron furnaces, long-necked glass flasks, and strange six-arm stills in the simple laboratory.
Inside the long-necked glass flask, dark green liquid was rolling. The long-necked glass flask held a burning alcohol lamp.
He saw a table with a white porcelain bowl and a piece of brown bread that had been chewed on.
Next to the white bowl, there is an iron cup, and the cup is steaming.
Wang Dengming raised his nose and felt a buzz, which seemed to be the synthetic smell of tea, coffee, and herbs.
Next to the cup, there is a book that is more than ten centimeters thick.
There is a pair of glasses lying on top of the books.
On one side of the table, there is a stool. The stool seems to be made of some kind of bones, from an elephant, maybe from other animals. Wang Dengming is very familiar with what the skin on the stool looks like. It looks like human skin.
The walls in the house are covered with frowning things, including women's long hair, red, blue, and gray, as well as bird feathers, python peelings, skulls, daggers, and all kinds of other things. sculptures.
On the other side of the cabin, the woman's laughter grew even louder.
He walked around the fence.
The window here was higher. He found a big stone and placed it by the window, stood on it and stood on tiptoes.
There was a woman taking a bath in a large wooden basin. The water was misting, and another woman was waiting for her to take a bath.
The woman's graceful figure stood up from the bathtub and reached out to take the large white bath towel.
Suddenly, a red fox suddenly jumped on the window!
The voyeur who was caught off guard screamed in fright and fell to the ground.
When Wang Dengming was running away, he heard a woman inside asking sharply: Who, who is outside?
He ran for a long distance out of breath, and when he was sure no one was chasing him, he leaned against a tree trunk and slowed down.
Damn it, when I feel guilty as a thief, I even breathe harder than usual when I run away.
Who is in the cabin?
That obviously didn't look like an islander from Evil Witch Island.
Wang Dengming was thinking about this problem, but found that he had arrived at the seaside. The ghost ship on the sea had been clearly seen. In the ray of light before dawn, the ship stood on the sea like a ghost ship.
There were three small boats on the coast. Wang Dengming had no intention of rowing. He took off his shirt and trousers, wrapped them in a plastic bag, tied them to his back, and stepped into the sea with his two feet.
This area is a deep water area, and the ghost ship is less than 300 meters away from the coast.
He swam toward the stern of the ship in a half-dive, half-swim manner.
The ghost ship looks not much smaller than the Whitestern, but the difference is that it is a large sailing ship.
The hull is white and decayed, with a smooth outer shell made of petrified shells and moss.
The ship tilted slightly to the left, the mast was still intact, and dirty fragments of sail hung down.
Twenty years later, it is a miracle that fragments of the sail still exist.
There is a simple ladder made of steel bars at the stern of the ship. The upper end is a curved iron hook, which is hung from the side of the ship.
There was no one at the stern of the boat. After he got on the boat, he put on his clothes and rested for a few minutes. The sun seemed to be hidden in the seabed, and it only took a slight jump to reveal its brilliance.
After checking the firearm, he ran towards the bow deck.
On the deck, there was a group of twelve people tied up and kneeling.
Mr. C stood in front of this group of people. He was dressed strangely. He wore a round leather hat with duck feathers on his head, his face was covered with messy paint, and he was wearing a large black cloak, just like a shaman.
In his hand he held a long, thick black leather whip.
Wang Dengming searched among the kneeling people. He easily found an outsider who did not belong to this island, a frustrated and frightened young white policeman. Although the policeman's cap was unknown, the police uniform clearly marked him. identity of.
But he is not Heishan, and Wang Dengming doesn't know him.
He should be from the Unnatural Cases Investigation Bureau. The only people left on Evil Witch Island who could be caught by Mr. C were investigators from the Unnatural Cases Investigation Bureau.
Although a little disappointed, Wang Dengming still figured out how to save people.
There are more than thirty tough islanders holding fire guns on the ghost ship.
It is unrealistic to use a pistol against more than 30 people with firearms in their hands. This is not a Hollywood blockbuster.
(End of chapter)
