Years of experience have convinced me that what I can see with my eyes may not necessarily be true.

However, this time, the three large ships moored in the inlet were so detailed that I had to use such an adjective, just because all the details were so clear. I doubt if I walked up to them and stepped over them. From a distance of several hundred meters, I could even clearly see the wood grain on the hull.

It was a typical Chinese wooden boat with a two-layer hull and a strong Chinese ancient style, but it was different from the exquisite Jiangnan painted boats and had a rough flavor.

If such a ship is seen and said to be fake, then no one will believe it. But if it is real, among the layers of mist, there are people in black robes knocking, and why are the people on the ship so busy at all? Can't see clearly?

I think I need to open my eyes to see what this ship is? But my intuition tells me that if I do that, it will be very dangerous. Those ships don't care about my existence at all, and they will attract all their attention to me. Even if I'm wearing a Cynomorium Knot at this moment, I can't stop it.

Just like this, in the misty darkness, the sudden appearance of the happy boat, the flamboyant joy, and the light mist tried to put everything on the screen. When I couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or reality, I couldn't bear it. I kept asking Mr. Liu behind me: "These boats"

But before I finished speaking, Mr. Liu behind me suddenly coughed several times and then said in my ear: "No one has been up there. No one knows whether they really exist. I only know that they appear every two years." Once, but not within ten meters of it."

"What will happen if we get close?" Mr. Liu's words contained a lot of information. I didn't know how to ask for a moment, so I could only ask the most critical question.

"There were some outsiders in the town who forcibly approached those big ships. Then" Mr. Liu was silent. I knew that he was not hiding anything, but was trying hard to find the accurate adjective. It took about several seconds. , Mr. Liu said: "Then he suddenly disappeared, disappeared in front of all of us. Some people said that he got on the boat, but the next day, his body was floating on the Yellow River. I and these friends of mine I went to collect his body. I will never forget his face in my whole life, and I don’t know what kind of shock can make a person’s face distort like that.”

I was silent. At this moment, I was almost certain that these large ships were definitely not real. Whether they were ships or the people on them, they might be some kind of terrifying existence. But I still had one last question: " Old man, since this ship is so weird, are they going to sacrifice the child to this ship?"

I was a little confused about what was going on with sending off and welcoming relatives. But Mr. Liu told me that the children’s lives would not be in danger for the time being, and he vaguely understood from their conversation that these children were going to the so-called saint. Are you from the village boarding this boat?

But Mr. Liu also said that no one can approach this boat. Anyone who comes close will float in the Yellow River. At this moment, I am thinking about the child. If the child is in danger, I will try my best to save the child. This is a principle. There is no way. give up!

But Mr. Liu quickly gave me the answer: "The child is not sacrificed to this boat, but sent to some mysterious place! This boat is not the real boat to pick up the child."

"Then?" I frowned and couldn't think clearly. Since this boat was not the real boat to pick up the child, should I throw the child directly into the Yellow River?

This time Mr. Liu did not answer me directly, but said: "You will know after reading."

The night wind at this time is getting colder, and the wind blowing in the northwest has never had the "lingering" meaning of the south. It is more like a tired man breathing heavily after exhaustion, direct and biting, scratching his face.

Everyone's hair aches slightly, and everyone's hair and clothes are flying.

The joy on the other side becomes more and more intense in such wind, the mist lingers, the people who cannot kneel down, and the children who are lifted high make people suddenly realize that life is like a play.

In such a scene, under the clear moon, there was suddenly a slight sound of water breaking, and behind those gorgeous ships, a somewhat simple awning boat appeared in my sight.

It was not a awning boat like that of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but a rugged awning boat of the Northwest style. It had a wide hull and a dark awning. A man wearing a bamboo hat and a typical Northwest sheepskin jacket stood on the bow.

While rowing the boat, a huge red silk flower was tied to the bow. The drooping fabrics on both sides of the silk flower were wrapped around the hull to decorate it for a week, adding a festive touch to this simple and unpretentious boat.

mean.

But compared with the gorgeous ships around it, this ship looked like it was among a group of soldiers in bright clothes and angry horses. Then the exhausted veterans came down from the battlefield. Could it be that this was

"The messenger has arrived. This is the real boat to pick up the bride. Don't you notice the difference?" I just guessed that Mr. Liu had already laid on my back and told me the answer.

Yes, there is a difference. Compared with those gorgeous ships, this ship looks like a ship rowed in reality. Although they all look the same to the eyes, full of three-dimensionality and details, but that

The feeling is so different, just like there is always a difference between the people you see on the screen and the people you see in reality.

At that moment, I was in a trance. When I looked at those gorgeous ships again, I suddenly felt that the air around them was a little distorted, just like the steaming breath in the hot desert, distorting everything in the lens.

This was the first time I didn't believe my eyes, but when I looked up again, everything was back to normal. At the same time, Wei Donglai's voice full of excitement and flattery echoed in this deserted place: "The wedding boat has arrived.

Sending you off."

While talking, the awning boat slowly rowed towards the shore, while the large ships were still moored in the backwater bay, more than twenty meters away from the shore.

The moment the awning boat docked, the men in black holding the children lifted the children higher and higher. They lowered their heads and walked towards the awning boat step by step. People knelt even more

It was lowered, almost in a prostrate position.

Amidst the whistling wind and the roaring water of the Yellow River, the children seemed to realize that this was a road of no return, and finally began to howl and cry, looking particularly desolate and helpless.

My heart began to throb inexplicably, and I didn’t know which child spoke first and suddenly called out: "Mom, Dad, Grandma." Then, several children cried and called for their relatives.

Such a scene made me feel heartbroken and suddenly so angry that I couldn't breathe. Could it be that the children's relatives were among those cloaked men?

I really wanted to ask Mr. Liu, but before I could ask the question, I saw a figure suddenly stand up among the kneeling people in black, and rushed towards those holding children.

The man in black was suddenly pulled away by the kneeling crowd around him.

Then, there was another female voice in the crowd shouting: "Don't let my tigers go, our tigers won't go, our tigers won't go." Along with this female voice, one of the boys cried particularly loudly,

Under the moonlight, you can see him stretching out his little hands and shouting: "Mom, Mom"

However, all this was of no use. Someone had already covered the woman's mouth, and the distance between mother and son could only gradually become farther and farther away. There were also a few cries from other places in the crowd, but they could not.

Compared to that tiger mother, those people seemed much more restrained.

I thought of the people crying in the crowd when I walked down that hillside. Could it be them? Are they the relatives of the children? How could they? My hands trembled, thinking of the love of my parents, who had been desperate to save themselves since I was a child.

I suddenly found that I couldn't control my mood at all. Could I just watch such a human tragedy in front of me?

I was carrying Mr. Liu on my back, and my hands were trembling. He naturally felt it, and his sigh sounded behind me: "I am sorry for his misfortune, but I am angry that he cannot wait until now. What's the use of being sad? But?

You can still be sad, which means you are not completely numb! Don't take action, it's useless. Saving people doesn't just mean saving people like this, saving people means saving people's hearts. Otherwise, if you save the child, they will still send it away again!"

I gritted my teeth tightly and my breathing became heavy. I almost said a sentence from between my teeth: "How can we save people's hearts?"

"Only by destroying the root of everything can numb people gradually wake up. Let's go, don't read anymore. If you continue to read, what will make you more heartbroken is not what happened to a few children. I'm afraid these people were once in a

There are real people living in this town who are familiar with each other." After saying this, I felt a chill on my neck, and it turned out that a tear fell on my neck.

The hot tears left in his eyes were blown cold by the wind before they fell to the ground. Mr. Liu cried, but when the tears were cold, was his heart cold?

Under the clear moon and misty night wind, several children were picked up by the man wearing a sheepskin coat on the boat and put into the boat. With the sound of joy, the awning boat swung away silently and left the shore.
Chapter completed!