Unsinkable

This sea has a heartbeat. Lin Cang lay on the bottom of the boat with his ear against the board and listened for five years. He drifted in this boat for fourteen years. The boat breaks apart every day. He practices every day. After repairing, make soup. The soup didn't taste good. But hot. When the master left, he only said one thing - the soup needs to be hot - and he cooked it for fourteen years. When I was twenty-two years old—the bottom of the boat became bright. Blue texture. Spreading from under his fingers. Like blood vessels. The same day - a man crawled in through a crack in the bottom of the boat. Covered in wounds. Blue blood. Lying on the deck and catching his breath for a long time - he looked up at the bottom of the ship - "Your ship has a heartbeat." He was stunned. He mentioned to people that "there are seams in the sky" - they said he was mentally ill. For fourteen years—no one believed what he saw or heard. This is the first letter. Later six more people came on board. Lu Chi swordsman used an iron pot to block the cannonball. The alchemist with trembling hands raised his eyebrows. The social terrorist organist spoke while holding a puppet that had been broken for twenty years. They are elsewhere - unable to survive. Later he learned that this sea was the dream of a Taoist seed. Heaven is the eyelids. Monks are cells. His mother is not a human being - she is a dream of Tao Zhong - every good luck he thinks is her mother protecting him. Five thousand years later - he poured himself into Taoism. The shell cracked. The sea turned into stars. The deck is still warm.