荒墟牧神 - 第809章 舟中異聞 - 簡牘書房

Shen Mu's face darkened. The Crimson Bright Divine Son's body transformed into a red light, fleeing through the black air, paying him no heed.

"The Divine Son has no loyalty either."

Shen Mu shook his head. Everyone on the deck brought out their own methods. Even those few visitors from the Heavenly Court who had slid down from the sky along silver ropes each had treasures to protect themselves.

Shen Mu took out the military tally again. The moment it appeared, all the black air froze. Then, one by one, the streams of black air flew swiftly back into the coffins. A ceaseless series of thuds followed as the coffin lids automatically covered the coffins, and the black coffins slowly sank back into the deck one by one, disappearing from sight.

Lizheng blinked, looked at Shen Mu, and said softly: "That jade pendant of yours—is it really the treasure that controls this ship?"

Shen Mu shook his head and answered honestly: "I'm not too sure either. I was just guessing..."

"You!"

Lizheng was exasperated and said: "Let's keep moving."

Suddenly a lantern drifted down from the mast and flew before Shen Mu and the others. The lantern was round and plump, and it circled the three of them a few times. Alert, Lizheng rested his hand on his sword and narrowed his eyes, studying the lantern, ready to strike at any moment.

Creak.

A sound of a door opening came from within the lantern. Lizheng was astonished to see that the lantern actually had a pair of doors set opposite each other. A strange being with a bird's head and human body, about an inch tall, pushed the doors open from inside the lantern and looked them over a few times. Brilliant light, extremely dazzling, shone from behind this tiny figure. The three looked inside the lantern and saw that behind this inch-tall person was a blazing sun!

"Lin Xiao, Lieutenant General of the Yulin Army, pays respects to the Lord of the Command!"

The tiny figure bowed before the door, quite properly, and said: "The Lord of the Command has grown younger again."

Shen Mu blinked and said vaguely: "Mm. Lead the way."

"As you command."

The tiny figure sat on the threshold, wings buzzing behind him, and the lantern illuminated the road ahead as it flew forward.

Lizheng was suspicious. His divine sense rippled as he said: "Shen'er, what's going on?"

"I don't know."

Shen Mu was bewildered: "Maybe he mistook me for someone else..."

Ahead, a cluster of buildings came into view. Before the terrace grew a huge dragon head. The dragon head was actually alive, grown as one with the entire building, flesh and blood joined with wood. The dragon head's face was contorted, crazed, seemingly in unbearable agony. Seeing them, it cried out: "Heaven and earth may change, but the thirty-six unchanging constants do not! What does it mean? Tell me, what does it mean?"

"This is another ancient deity joined to this ship by a creation divine ability—though it seems to have gone mad."

Huanlong Jun said, trembling with fear: "This divine dragon's strength is far greater than mine..."

"I'm not mad."

The crazed divine dragon suddenly lowered its head to look at them and said with a chuckle: "Sooner or later you will be like me, fused with this ship, becoming part of it... the unchanging constants, the unchanging constants—only by unraveling the unchanging constants can you leave..."

"Someone left records here!"

A voice came from within the buildings. Shen Mu and the others hurried over. Many people had already gathered in the building—the Crimson Bright Divine Son, the visitors from the Heavenly Court, Feng Qiuyun, and others were all there, looking at the wall.

Shen Mu also looked at the writing on the wall and was startled: "Eldest Senior Brother's handwriting!"

On the wall, the writing left by Wei Suifeng, founding patriarch of the Heavenly Sage Sect, spoke not of the ghost ship, but of another matter.