Chapter 8 Chapter 6 Snow-skinned red painting shines on the candle

The fourteen first-class cabins on the second floor form a circle and are hollow. Looking down through the railings, you can see the hall on the first floor.The quarter circle in the northwest is Tianzifang, Zhuo Wangsun, Xiangsi, and Bu Xiaoluan live in No. 1, 2 and 3 respectively, and Yang Yizhi lives in Dizi No. 1 in the northeast.The Tiandi character room is opposite to the Xuan character room in the southeast and the Huang character room in the southwest. Up stairs to the deck. (See Attachment 1 for details) Lan Pa led Zhuo Wangsun and his party to the Tianzifang, then bowed and retreated.

This is a suite with a living room, bedroom and dressing room.There are two floor-standing lamps at the door, the lampshade is shaped like a lying lotus, and it is carved from a single piece of light blue yunying.The other furnishings are also extremely luxurious, almost making people forget that they are on a journey. Although the room was tidy and meticulous, Xiangsi still habitually stepped forward to tidy the bed curtain for Zhuo Wangsun.Although they pretended to be husband and wife during this trip, they did not live together. Xiangsi folded the quilt, as if she had found something, she picked up a bag from the bed cabinet: "It's so unique."

Zhuo Wangsun stretched out his hand to take it over and looked at it, and said: "This style comes from Goryeo, and it has been introduced to the Central Plains for less than ten years. The leaky cup is shaped like a water drop, and the bracket is made of silver. The cup will automatically turn over due to the change of its own weight. In a small border country, it is commendable that the utensils can be so exquisite." At this time, someone behind him gently pulled the corner of his clothes, and Bu Xiaoluan said with a smile: "Brother." Zhuo Wangsun said: "It's getting late, why don't you go back to your room to sleep?"

Bu Xiaoluan shook her head: "I want to see the sea—" She didn't seem to find a better reason, so she smiled slightly: "I think the sea at night will be very beautiful." Zhuo Wangsun patted her on the head lightly: "You can watch it later. Alright, let's go." The rooms in the corridor are almost identical, and there are also two floor lotus lamps inside the door, but the color of the crystal lampshade is divided into red and blue, and each room is different.The tenants were fiddling with their luggage, and there was a lot of rubbish piled up at the door.In front of it was gray and dark, and a screen with the height of one person loomed up, and the two of them knew that they had come to an end.

Zhuo Wangsun only glanced at it, and felt that this screen was a bit strange. The screen has seven sides, on which are painted the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove. The lacquer looks new, and the brushwork is not vulgar, but the colors are extremely rich and gaudy, which still makes people feel dazzling in the dim light of the evening. What's even weirder are the screen frames carved from ancient Indian sandalwood. The seat frame is exquisitely carved, with fine texture, and it looks like a century-old artifact, but it is still radiant and fragrant.Compared with that screen painting, I just feel that it doesn't match.

Zhuo Wangsun seemed to be interested in the screen, looked at it carefully for a while, and was about to ask Lan Pa about the origin of the screen, but Bu Xiaoluan had disappeared when he turned around. There is still a ray of golden sunset glow in the corridor, which seems to dissipate as soon as it touches the screen, and the surroundings only feel the coldness coming.Bu Xiaoluan had disappeared without a sound, and seemed to have disappeared together with the setting sun. Zhuo Wangsun frowned and was about to look for him when he heard a scream from the side of the screen, which seemed to be Bu Xiaoluan's voice.

In the guest room in front of the screen, the door is ajar, and there is a faint glimmer of light.Zhuo Wangsun pushed the door open and entered.The guest room was pitch black, except for the candlelight on the east wall.Bu Xiaoluan was wearing a white dress, standing facing the wall, with both hands resting on the table by the wall, trembling uncontrollably, as if she was overwhelmed.The red light on the table fluctuated, reflecting half of her dazed face. She stared blankly at a painting on the wall, her eyes glazed with fear. On the wall is a blood-red silk mandala. The pattern in the picture is endlessly entangled, no one knows where it starts, and no one knows where it ends.It makes people feel that a group of strangely gorgeous colors are rushing towards their faces.After looking at it for a while, it seems that those lines follow a certain pattern, hazy and gathered into a huge pattern, slowly protruding from the depths of my eyes.

The candlelight fluctuated, turning the shadows of the surrounding utensils into blood-red giant shadows, as if the prehistoric monsters had escaped from the constraints of the painting and were just about to move, ready to attack and devour people at any time. Bu Xiaoluan was dumbfounded.The candle wax from the red candle on the table was dripping onto her pale hands bit by bit, dazzling like blood, but she didn't feel it. Zhuo Wangsun abruptly moved her hand away and said, "Xiao Luan, what's the matter?" Bu Xiaoluan was stunned for a while, then burst into tears, threw himself into his arms, and said: "There are monsters, there are many monsters there, calling my name, and there are many ant-like things, biting my hand, I'm bleeding from the bite, but I can't move..."

Zhuo Wangsun picked up her hand with pity, and gently brushed off the wax on it: "It's a candle. The picture on the wall is a mandala. This should be Lanpa's room. She is a member of the Mandala sect. Bring this pattern with you." He patted her on the head lightly, and said: "The things on this boat are not simple, you must not break into other people's rooms in the future, if you see any weird things again, you must immediately go away." Xiaoluan raised her tearful eyes: "I really came in when I heard someone call my name, you believe me." Zhuo Wangsun nodded and said: "Okay, the moon is out, let's go to the deck. Lan Pa has been away for so long, and she should be back soon."

Xiaoluan was dragged out by him, and she kept looking back: "Brother, I never thought that Sister Lanpa would live in such a room." Zhuo Wangsun replied casually: "It's really strange. She put down all the curtains. The two lotus lanterns at the entrance are broken but have not been replaced. There is only one candle lit in the room. Seeing strong light, this doesn't seem like Lan Pa's habit." Bu Xiaoluan said: "Sister Lanpa looks very happy, but I think she must have something on her mind. Every time she sees Brother Yang, her eyes are very unnatural."

Zhuo Wangsun laughed and said, "How do you know what is on your mind?" He glanced at the seven bronze mirrors on the table again, and said with a smile, "It seems that she is still a self-admired woman." Bu Xiaoluan said: "What is self-admiration?" Zhuo Wangsun led her up while talking, and said: "What does this mean to be self-admired, but you should never know." The two had just arrived at the gangway, and the cold night was like a pile of thick black clouds, pressing against their faces, and Bu Xiaoluan couldn't help shivering.Suddenly, someone on the deck screamed, and then there was a loud noise, and something collapsed. The two came to the deck quickly, and saw Lan Pa standing naked on the bow with a horrified expression on her face. She seemed to be eager to break free, but her hand was firmly grasped by a black shadow.At this moment, the moonlight was slightly brighter, so people could clearly see that the black shadow turned out to be a strange girl. The strange girl knelt by the side of the boat rail, her pink breast was soaked with a large piece of bright red blood, she held Lan Pa's hand firmly, struggling and said: "The master asked me to inform you, tell the sailors to turn around, front, front... ..." Suddenly his body went limp and he passed out. When Lan Pa saw someone coming up, she was even more shocked and ashamed, but she couldn't get rid of her hands helplessly, so she had to kneel down with her back against the visitor. Beside her was a wooden barrel full of water, a wooden shelf with several pieces of canvas dumped on the railing, and half of the torn Lisa was hanging on the other side of the railing. It seemed that she took advantage of the night and set up a shelf to take a bath at the far corner of the deck, but unexpectedly, the girl who climbed up accidentally knocked down the shelf and tore her clothes to pieces. However, this girl did not climb up by accident. The deck of the Dawei Tianchao is sixteen feet above the water. This strange girl was seriously injured and managed to climb up from under the railing. There are definitely not many people in the martial arts world who can do this. What's more, she also brought a shocking news - the master asked her to inform everyone that the front... What is there in front that can make a first-class expert so terrified?And who is her master?Could it be that he has been besieged by this nameless thing?So why did she climb up desperately, but instead of asking for help from the people on this ship, she just let them go quickly? The floating clouds were gradually blown away by the wind, and the cold moonlight poured down like running water.Everything on the deck seemed to be covered with ice. Zhuo Wangsun stared at the strange girl's neck. The embroidered collar was already stained with blood, and a strange wound stood out on the ivory-colored skin, and blood was gurgling from the blood mouth. This kind of wound is by no means caused by a sword, but a blunt wound, similar to the blunt wound of a tooth mark.In the vast sea, only one creature can cause such scars.That's the sea bat. Sea bats are black sharp-toothed fish with a ferocious and blood-eating nature. They often lie in ambush in the algae on the seabed, waiting for an opportunity to bite the neck of their prey.They live underwater by sucking the bodily fluids of other fish. In early autumn, they will also come to the shore downstream and attack livestock and humans on the shore. Sea bats that come to the coast can suddenly jump out of the water a foot away, and their sharp teeth can accurately cut through the aorta on the neck of the prey in an instant, and then suck like a glutton, and sometimes even burst their own bodies. And perish with prey. What's even more terrifying is that when they bite, they also inject their own body fluids into the blood vessels of their prey, so that the blood from the wound will not coagulate for a long time.Some people beat sea bats to death after being injured, but they could only watch the blood gushing from their necks, and finally fell to the water's edge and died slowly. Therefore, the fishermen called them the Hades of the seabed in fear.During their season, no one dares to stay on the shore.And on the beach in the early morning, a pair of sharp tooth holes on the corpses of humans and animals has also become one of the most terrifying legends in the sea. However, it is early summer. In early summer, last year's sea bats had died, and the newborn sea bats were just fish eggs, which should never be seen in the sea.Moreover, the teeth of sea bats are as small and sharp as bats, but the tooth holes on the girl's neck appear blunt and huge.If this was the work of a sea bat, it must have been as tall as a human. Could it be that a sea bat, as huge as a human being, has broken out of the pale fish eggs among the seaweed ahead of time? Or, not one at all, but countless? ——Could this be what the girl warned "before"? When Zhuo Wangsun was thinking about these issues, a bad thing happened—the passengers on the second floor had heard the movement and rushed onto the deck together. To make matters worse, the moonlight became extremely bright, illuminating every detail on the deck. Lan Pa has not been able to free her hand to cover her body.She knelt on the deck with her back facing everyone, her back trembling slightly, and a drop of tear rolled like a pearl in the moonlight on the ground. Everyone's eyes fell on her, but they all exclaimed. Her back, which was as smooth as silk, was covered with a thick and colorful tattoo! It was a mandala, a grotesque totem without meaning. Everyone's eyes were attracted by the colorful mysterious power, and they couldn't move away.Those endless lines surged chaotically in everyone's eyes, with many dots interspersed in them, gradually squirming outwards, protruding, and seemed to be struggling to rise again, turning into an overwhelming red, instantly blurring everyone's eyes. It seemed to be an ancient memory of the moment when the world was reborn. The dense air spreads under the light of the gods, the clear one rises into flames, and the turbid one sinks into ice.Where the flame meets the sea, there are six sacrificial pillars that are as high as the sky.After the wind and thunder disappeared, the sea surface was still restlessly turbulent in the thick fog.Suddenly, a heavy sigh seemed to penetrate countless layers of time and space, coming from hell, but immediately dived back to the bottom of the sea without a trace.In an instant, the sea surface seemed to be filled with crimson brilliance, and thousands of sighs and wailing resounded together, shaking the world and deafening. The sighs became louder and louder, and the people on the deck couldn't bear the torture and tried their best to plug their ears.Suddenly, a heart-piercing cry broke out from the crowd, like lightning piercing through the dark night sky and hitting the dark sea.Fang Tian's three generals went berserk at the same time, waving bright sabers in the night sky, and rushed towards Lan Pa. Lan Pa knelt quietly on the deck, her head hanging limply on her chest, as if she had fallen into a coma. Everyone was in astonishment, and there was a sudden blur in front of them.Yang Yizhi soared into the air, only to hear a crisp sound of "pa", and the huge white sail on the sub-mast fell in response.With a wave of his hand, the canvas spread out flat, like a huge white paper, and it fell gently into Zhuo Wangsun's hands. Zhuo Wangsun understood, took a step forward, covered the canvas on Lan Pa's back, hugged it horizontally, and avoided the blows of the three.The three generals threw themselves heavily on the deck, holding their heads in their arms and throwing up. The surroundings suddenly fell silent, only the overwhelming sound of vomiting hit people's hearts again and again. After a long time, Bu Xiaoluan suddenly cried out: "This is the painting, this is the painting I saw!" Everyone woke up from a trance as if being shocked by an electric shock.Ao Guang abandoned the golden crutches and sat down on the deck, while Kong Chan leaned on the railing, holding onto the railing tightly with both hands. Tang Xiu'er supported Xie Shan, pointed at Lan Pa tremblingly, and gasped, "Sorcery, sorcerer! She is clearly a monster!" Supported by two generals, Fang Tiansui stretched out his sleeves and kept wiping his forehead: "It is indeed a witch, you must torture her, torture her." At this time, Lan Pa also gradually recovered her sanity, opened her eyes, and looked at everyone blankly. Tang Xiu'er calmed down a bit, and said to Zhuo Wangsun: "Young Master Yu, you have also seen what happened just now, since this witch enshrines you as his master, please give us an explanation." Zhuo Wangsun didn't answer, but slowly injected his internal energy into Lan Pa's body. Lan Pa's chest heaved a few times, two lines of tears slowly slid out of her pale face, and she whispered: "Mandala patterns, each piece represents a sacred meaning." She suddenly turned over and lifted the canvas Pick up a corner to let Zhuo Wangsun see the tattoo clearly: "My son of heaven, use your god-given eyes to testify that it is the grace of God bestowed by Shiva and must be guarded by my whole life, not the devil. imprint." Tang Xiu'er said: "We don't care what you evil foreign teachers think, but we can't let you confuse everyone with sorcery. If you don't want to be thrown into the sea, you have to find a way to get rid of the monster on your back." She looked She glanced at Xie Shan: "My cousin can help you, I guarantee you won't even feel any pain." Lan Pa struggled to get up in horror, knelt down deeply, picked up the corner of Zhuo Wangsun's clothes with both hands, put it on her chest, and sobbed: "Master Tianchao, please believe that this body in front of you is the daughter of the storm. Guarded by Yandi. She proved that it was only dedicated to the gods, and it was pure and innocent. The gemstones on its forehead and the tattoos on its back are like your noble appearance, a gift from God. Only it can honor my body It will be with me as long as my life lasts. No one can force me to give up God's grace, unless I have committed an unforgivable sin and God Himself withdraws this gift-that also means At the same time, I will take back my sinful life...Young Master of the Heavenly Dynasty, Lan Pa did not intend to scare your friends, please forgive my mistake." She knelt respectfully on the ground, held Zhuo Wangsun's sleeves to her forehead, deeply He bowed his head: "God let me meet his incarnation in the distant heaven, please protect me from the ignorant accusations and persecution of those who don't believe in God." Zhuo Wangsun helped her up from the ground and said, "No one can force you." Then he pointed to the unconscious girl beside the railing and said, "Mr. Xie, that girl over there is seriously injured. Please help me to see it." .” As soon as Xie Shan answered, Tang Xiu'er grabbed her.Tang Xiu'er looked at Zhuo Wangsun coldly and said, "Yu Qingyang, who do you really think you are? You released the people on the boat as soon as you said they would, and rescued them as soon as you said they wanted to save them?" Before Zhuo Wangsun could answer, there was a sudden loud bang on the surface of the water not far away, the calm sea surface was shattered, and a three-foot-high wave rushed straight up. Everyone was shocked and looked to the east, and there were dots on the sea, full of lights.