Although we knew that if the boat was burned and someone jumped into the water, there would inevitably be casualties, but it was one thing to guess, and it was another thing to see the dead bodies.
I thought it was unlucky and wanted to avoid it, but after taking a glance, Zheng Yingci changed his expression.
He forced himself to stand up. His body felt uncomfortable at the moment, so he still staggered forward a few steps to get a better view. Although he almost fell into the water, he ignored everything and stared at the dead body.
"Is this...?"
The clothes on this floating corpse looked familiar, and Zheng Yingci was thinking that he was dead. His first reaction was that the corpse floating in the water was none other than himself!
But as I pressed my heart, my rationality returned, and I dismissed this speculation.
"The style is Confucian fir, but there is something wrong with the workmanship."
Without it, as a child of the Zheng Family, born in an officialdom, with a rich family, well-established background, and his own sense of style, how could he let his children wear ordinary fabrics?
Not to mention coarse cloth clothes, they are ordinary silk and satin. If they are not carefully processed, Zheng Family will not let Zheng Yingci wear them. They will look as tacky as merchants and landlords, which is degrading to their status.
Zheng Yingci Now he is wearing clothes. The material is not ordinary, but the workmanship is actually more exquisite. As the saying goes, the details are authentic and the low-key is luxurious. That's it.
As for the clothes of the corpse floating in the water, at first glance, the material is similar to mine, but if you look closely, it is not.
But even though he could tell that this was not him, a closer look at the floating corpse made him feel uneasy.
"Although the work is not as good as mine, the materials are the same. Among the people participating in the chess match today, there are only a few people whose clothes are similar to mine. Among them is Ziyi. Could it be that the person in the water is one of them?"
Before Zheng Yingci could get closer to see what was going on, the corpse floating in the water was pushed by a gust of wind and waves, and came closer. The face that was originally facing the light also tilted towards Penggong Islet.
Zheng Yingci fell to the ground after just one look at the pale face that had not yet been swollen by blisters.
"Ziyi!"
Looking at that person's face, who is it if it's not Chen Ziyi? Zheng Yingci immediately lost his voice.
"How could it be you, why could it be you!"
With this look, how could there be any hope of rescue? Zheng Yingci With just one glance, he could tell that his friend was dead and had no chance of survival.
Thinking of how not long ago, he had made an appointment to go to a tea shop to listen to music, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them were separated from each other. This change made Zheng Yingci burst into tears, and it was heartbreaking.
This is not only crying about the death of a friend, but there is also a kind of sadness and anger in the chest. Although I don't know why it arises, it is vented out. It makes everyone sad when hearing it and crying when seeing it.
As if in response to the screams, the wind in my ears also whimpered.
I don't know how much time passed, but the depression dissipated a lot. Zheng Yingci finally woke up, wiped away his tears, and got up.
"There's someone over there!" Just as Zheng Yingci was about to fish out his friend's body, a strange man's voice came from the lake.
Zheng Yingci looked up and saw a ship that could accommodate more than a dozen people. Penggong Islet was stopping. Not far away, there were several people standing on the deck, all of them sturdy and with sharp eyes, looking towards it.
The moment their eyes met, Zheng Yingci trembled subconsciously, and several people showed obvious disappointment.
"No, damn it, let him escape!"
"He can't escape. He has been seriously injured. Even if he knows how to swim, how far can he swim? Someone has also set up a dragnet on the shore. He was discovered long ago when he got to the shore. He must still be in the water. Continue to investigate!"
"Damn it, when we chased here, we found the boat on fire. We didn't even catch many people. It confused our methods. Isn't he Fortune not done yet?"
"Nonsense, even if Fortune is not finished, he will die now - continue to pursue!"
"Yes!"
The captain of the boat rowed the boat the next moment, and the boat rushed towards the lake against the wind.
Over there, the fire was still soaring into the sky, and more than a dozen ships were moored far or near, as if they were rescuing people.
"I wonder where Zhang Modong went, but is he still alive?"
"Although this is Penggong Islet, no one is without a boat. I can't even try to fish out my friend. Do I need to call someone? It's a mess over there right now. Even if there are people, they won't come here."
Taking a look at the lifeless floating corpse, Zheng Yingci's standing body fell to the ground and let out a long sigh.
Thinking that coming to Coiling Dragon Lake to participate in the chess match this time is an elegant thing. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. Both you and Chen Ziyi actually regard today as an ordinary day. How could you have imagined that this ordinary day would encounter such a disaster?
His mind was in a mess, Zheng Yingci covered his face with one hand, feeling sad in his heart, and his sad voice that had stopped started sobbing again.
"What a fool."
At this time, someone behind the empty space sighed softly.
This sound shocked Zheng Yingci. He propped himself up, turned around and looked around, and saw a middle-aged Daoist with an immortal spirit standing a few steps away.
This Daoist has a good appearance and an outstanding temperament. He really looks like a virtuous master.
Zheng Yingci is not a fool. When he saw the Daoist here and said this again, he immediately guessed it.
"Excuse me, Master, but you saved me? Then, why did you..."
Why did you only save me? But as soon as the words came to his lips, Zheng Yingci swallowed them down.
Wouldn't it be ungrateful if he really said it?
But coming with friends and being alone, Zheng Yingci felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't hide it. When he spoke, his eye circles turned red.
The Daoist looked at it with pity in his eyes.
"Could it be that you thought this was just an ordinary fire?"
"Isn't it?" Zheng Yingci looked at the Daoist in surprise, what does this mean?
"You mean, someone deliberately set the fire?" Zheng Yingci's face turned stiff. If that were the case, he would have to use his connections to find the murderer. With so many people dead, not to mention being cut to pieces, they would also need to be beheaded in the afternoon to get rid of the bad breath.
The Daoist shook his head and sighed, "Great Demon is raging. These scholars have a good destiny. Maybe those who will win the Presented Scholar in the future will be broken at this time - have you remembered?"
It was obviously just an ordinary voice, but the last sentence fell in Zheng Yingci's ears, but it was like a thunderous "boom", which directly made Zheng Yingci's head buzz and hurt.
This pain was so familiar, and there seemed to be many familiar and unfamiliar scenes flashing through my mind.
"Is that so?"
"Dragon Lord, it's in vain that you were sacrificed by one party, but you are causing trouble and sacrificing human life just for a ridiculous game of chess!"
"Su Ziji, it's okay if you win. Why didn't you say a word when you came back? As long as you gave a little reminder, dozens of people on the ship would not die - it was so hard for you to hide it!"
Zheng Yingci, who was holding his head and muttering to himself, was in agony. When he opened his eyes again, hatred and unwillingness had flashed through him.
He has remembered everything that happened, Water Palace Chess Game, he and others have been to the Water Palace, seen Dragon Lord, and also seen Great Demon!
"Have you remembered?" Seeing Zheng Yingci stunned, the Daoist asked again.
Zheng Yingci was so excited by this question that he immediately bowed to the Daoist.
The Daoist raised his eyebrows. "Oh, what do you mean?"
Zheng Yingci knew that a person with such means must not be an ordinary person, so he said, "I have remembered it. This revenge must be avenged. Daoist Master, please save me!"
"Oh, you have a great future. If you join my family, you will have to give it up. Are you willing to give it up?" The Daoist's eyes lit up and he asked lightly.
This question weighs as much as a thousand pounds. Zheng Yingci has been educated since he was a child, and he went to pursue an official career, to have a wife and son, to glorify his family, and to be famous in history. Suddenly, he changed it to a Daoist career. Although there were officials in the Daoist career, it was already a side sect. For a moment, Zheng Yingci hesitated.
I just don't know why, but a huge grievance hits my heart. It seems that someone else has deprived me of the most important opportunity in my life, and my whole heart is throbbing with pain.
Obviously they are all chess players and ordinary people, but only Su Ziji got the chance and favored Dragon Lord, and even Ye Buhui, a young girl, actually had great fortune?
On the other hand, I am a descendant of the Zheng Family, born in an officialdom, familiar with Four Books and Five Classics, and has a lot of things in my heart. How can I endure being teased like this?
Immediately he kowtowed. "Disciple, if you are willing to give up, please ask Master to save me!"