Chapter 62: People Hate Dogs and Dislike Mei Guanren (Part 2)
The dark passage exudes an eerie coldness.
The smell of the sea breeze outside seemed unable to dilute the stinking smell.
The discomfort at the tip of the nose makes one feel nauseous.
This smell is much worse and more pungent than when I was underground in Dongshan.
There must be rotting corpses in the cabin.
Mei Qian's mood suddenly became bad. He looked at Ning Chi and lit a lighter and threw it into the cabin. When he saw that it was burning normally, he took out the mask from his pocket and put it on.
He handed another one to Ning Chi. Although it seems strange to have to carry a mask with you when traveling abroad, as a public figure, aren't masks, sunglasses and baseball caps necessary?
The two of them turned on the flashlights of their mobile phones and walked quietly into the cabin.
But just when they completely entered the passage, there was a loud "bang" sound.
Even Mei Qian was so frightened that he trembled and looked behind him suddenly, only to find that the hatch that was open before was actually closed.
Panting, he suppressed his racing thoughts. He looked at Ning Chi, who was stiff and said comfortingly: "It was blown by the wind." He came in in a hurry just now. He probably didn't open the cabin door completely, which caused the sea breeze to blow the door.
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When Ning Chi heard this, he cursed in a low voice, and the two of them continued to move forward.
Mei Qian secretly wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. Ordinarily, he had been very calm the first two times he went to the tomb, so he shouldn't have been frightened by the strange noise.
But where is this? A ghost ship!
Ancient tombs, after all, professionals are right...
As a writer of tomb robbing novels, I am familiar with ancient tombs, and since I have cheats on me, I am not so afraid of them.
If it were before time travel, Mei Qian would never enter a place full of horror game atmosphere, and would basically hide as far away as possible. Just like he doesn't like watching horror movies, and especially hates foreign plasma movies.
It's not that I'm afraid of being weird, it's that I can't stand the shock of this surprise.
In fact, people should not think randomly, because the less you want to recall something, the more it will pop up in your mind.
It is said that a skilled person is bold, it depends on what skills the skilled person possesses.
Everyone has to be careful when it comes to unknown areas that they have never touched before.
However, after all, Mei Qian had rich experience in taking risks, and he used his Buddhist internal skills to calm down quickly.
Together with Ning Chi, we searched each cabin.
But several rooms in a row were empty, and no smelly corpse was found.
Completely different from what you imagined, these rooms are not stained with rust, nor do they have collapsed tables, chairs, or tattered walls. Instead, they are full of life.
Holding up the mobile phone, Mei Qian touched a handful of floating dust on the table, twisted it, and then frowned and looked around.
Ning Chi opened the clothes on the bed, revealing an adult magazine spread out underneath. He pointed to the date on it: "The one from last month means that there were people living here not long ago."
An open book and the clothes and quilts scattered on the bed can give people the illusion that the people inside are leaving temporarily and will return at any time.
But unfortunately, this is a ghost ship, and at least for now, it can't feel a trace of life.
What's even weirder is that Mei Qian clearly recognized the ringtone coming from the cell phone in this area, but it was unclear whether it was because time had passed or the phone was out of battery, but at this moment it disappeared and could not be heard at all.
Then I entered several rooms in succession. The furnishings did not change much, but they were basically not damaged. Of course, I found nothing.
Until they came to a cabin near the stairs.
Ning Chi was about to open the door as before, but Mei Qian held him back.
Mei Qian made a listening gesture and put his ear against the door. Ning Chi was stunned for a moment and followed his example.
This time, even Ning Chi could hear a rustling sound coming from inside. At the same time, the stench became more pungent, and even the mask could hardly block it.
The two of them straightened up. Mei Qian glanced at the unfamiliar sign on the door, then held the handle and opened the door.
This hatch is not a tight fit and opens with a slight pull.
But the moment the door opened, the rustling that could be clearly heard before completely disappeared, and there was silence inside.
"This is...a restaurant?" When the light beam of the mobile phone illuminated the scene inside, even Mei Qian couldn't help but gasp. Ning Chi's words were even more hesitant.
Judging from the long dining table arranged indoors and the remains of food on the plates, there is no doubt that this is indeed a restaurant.
But this room is completely different from the orderliness of the previous room. Instead, it is a mess. Dinner plates, knives and forks are scattered all over the floor. More importantly, some of the people who had eaten here before were lying motionless on the table, and some were lying motionless on the table.
The chair collapsed to the ground, and the stench came from this.
These people are all dead, and there are sixteen corpses in this cabin alone.
Mei Qian slowly approached one of them. This man's degree of decay was obviously the highest. The people around him could at least remain intact, but this body was almost a skeleton wearing clothes, with only a few bits of flesh and blood hanging on the bones.
.At this time, he was lying on his side on the dining table, facing the two people who entered the door desperately with his two deep holes open.
"Brother, what was the sound before?" Ning Chi raised the knife in his hand and asked softly. Fortunately, his voice was quite steady.
Mei Qian did not answer, but stared at the skeleton in front of him for a moment, and then with a thought, the spirit transformation seal that had made great achievements in the past few times reappeared on his neck.
And at the moment when the Spirit Transformation Seal appeared, there were sudden rustling sounds all around. Then these numbing sounds became more and more numerous and louder. Finally, it was like water dripping into a frying pan, and it seemed that the entire restaurant
Everything was boiling.
Then, Ning Chi stared dumbfoundedly as countless black bugs emerged from the eyes, ears, mouths and even skins of these corpses, like black ripples, or like darkness illuminated by light, layer by layer at an extremely fast speed.
They fled in layers, got into corners and crevices, or circled around the two of them and flew out from the cabin door.
One of them couldn't avoid it and was trampled to death by Ning Chi.
He looked at it and saw that it was smaller than a cockroach. It was all black and he couldn't tell what kind of insect it was.
He glanced at the silent boss in surprise. This scene really felt familiar to him.
After Mei Qian waited for the bugs to move away, he stepped over several corpses with bleeding bodies and reached the center of the dining table. His eyes fell directly on an overturned clay pot above.
This earthenware pot was extremely primitive and did not match the tableware here. Mei Qian frowned, pulled down his mask, and put his head up.
Although there were only traces of liquid inside the clay pot, his nose could still detect the strong aroma of wine among the body odor.
Then he looked at the white particles the size of rice grains remaining on the mouth of the jar, reached out and picked up a table knife, and pressed it carefully on it.
With a little force, a stream of white juice came out, which was most likely insect eggs.
After Mei Qian put on the mask again, he had some guesses in his mind.
These people probably drank wine with insect eggs and were poisoned to death? Then these insects used the corpses as a breeding ground to enter the growth stage?
So, the owners of this restaurant are actually these unknown bugs?
He is not a professional and does not know whether this inference is correct, but there is obviously no way to verify it at the moment.
Seeing that there was no one alive here, he called Ning Chi to continue searching.
Then upstairs, five more corpses were found in the cockpit. Their death conditions were exactly the same as those in the restaurant, with bleeding from all the orifices, especially in the cockpit, where a broken goblet could be seen next to the middle-aged dead body that was obviously the captain.
Ning Chi originally wanted to find the engine switch to see if he could turn on the lights in the boat, but unfortunately he tried all the key switches and there was no response from the instruments here.
We searched again and confirmed that there were no more bodies in several important areas.
Although the ringing mobile phone was not found, there should be no one alive on the ship.
But how did the ghost ship get here? Did it really follow the wind and waves?
And why did it stop beside the yacht?
There are too many doubts.
At this time, the wind and waves outside became stronger, and even this large cruise ship was bumpy and bumpy.
Originally, this exploration was over. Ning Chi looked out through the porthole and saw that the yacht they were on was floating in the waves, and it seemed that it still had not regained its power.
The two discussed it and decided to finally enter the cargo hold to check the situation. If they were sure there was no one there, they would go back and wait for the storm to end and call the police directly.
However, when going down the stairs, Mei Qian kept lamenting in her heart.
It must be big news that so many people died this time, but it happened to him. How many times had he encountered it?
I'm afraid that if this happens three or two more times, my nickname will no longer be the founder of tomb robbers, but the engine of disaster.
By then, people will hate dogs and they will have no popularity at all.
While they were complaining, the two of them had already descended to the bottom of the bilge, but at this moment, a pleasant ringing sound suddenly sounded, but it only lasted for a short time, and then there was no more sound.
Mei Qian's expression changed, and after looking at each other, Ning Chi suddenly took out a pistol from his trouser pocket and handed it to him.
"This is what I found just now." Faced with Ning Chi's surprise, Mei Qian explained: "Give me the knife."
His expression was solemn, and Ning Chi was only stunned for a moment before handing over the long knife.
Mei Qian warned again: "Be careful later, I feel something terrible is ahead." After saying this, he took the lead and walked up.
It was still dark inside the cargo hold, without any light.
I didn't see many living things, only one container standing alone in the empty cabin.
Ning Chi was still thinking about his elder brother's warning. He held up his mobile phone in one hand and a gun in the other to keep an eye on the surrounding movements.
It's deserted here, and the lighting range of the mobile phone is limited. It feels like there are dangers in all directions.
Mei Qian, on the other hand, was more natural. He slowly approached the container with Ning Chi. Using the light of his mobile phone, he could see the shockproof wooden boxes inside. One of them was opened, revealing a clay pot sealed with mud inside.
Immediately afterwards, his eyes were attracted by a huge bronze coffin in the innermost part.
"This..." Just as he was about to speak, his mind suddenly tightened. Without thinking, he turned around and slashed out with the long knife in his hand.
After a sound similar to the clash of gold and iron, Mei Qian felt a huge force coming from his hand, so he took two steps back without warning and leaned against the wooden box to steady himself.
Ning Chi's reaction was also very fast, but the sudden confrontation was too fast. He only had time to raise his gun and was about to fire, but the light of his mobile phone shone on the thing in front of him, and he was stunned for a moment.
Mei Qian cursed in his heart.
Damn, I don’t think I’ve ever written about aliens?