Yang Ziguang arranged for the six brothers and Xiang Jinlai to walk to a cabin, and after half an hour, the table was filled with dishes and wine, of which all kinds of sea fish accounted for half, which was helpless, and other foods for ocean voyages had to be saved, and only all kinds of seafood could be let go of eating.

"Jin Lai, you see, although I don't have a penny left over from my salary, no, there is still no shortage of money, and these pirates have sent it over!" The rest of the people laughed and agreed, and Xiang Jin also smiled, he felt that the six brothers were very cute at this time!

"But, senior brother, we should actually kill them, not for anything else, just for them to rob other merchant ships in the future, without monks, they will not be reasonable, rob what should be robbed, and kill what should be killed. So by killing them, you're saving more people!"

"The truth is right, but the Great Elder said that it is our duty for my monks to save people, but don't kill mortals easily, if you kill too much, you will break the rules of mortals, if they lose the rules, they will be even more chaotic, and there will be more lawless people, and over time, only killing will remain, and human beings will not progress again, and human civilization will also be destroyed, but we will not become indigenous in the end?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiang Jin was surprised, and the other five people also nodded and were taught!"

"Senior brother, a few indigenous beauties on the ship, can we still deal with them as usual?" asked Sima You.

"On the premise that they are willing, you can try it!" Yang Ziguang said playfully!

"Hey, hey, hey!" Sima You lowered his head and chuckled, as if he was a little embarrassed!

"How can you big brothers deal with it as usual?" Xiang Jin Lai was very curious, he knew these five people roughly these days, and he wouldn't do anything too out of the ordinary.

"We sail west for more than ten days and there will be a small island country, self-proclaimed "ancient fish country", is a small indigenous country, but it is still a tribal system, primitive and backward, but the environment is elegant, rich in a kind of spices, bring back to the moon rice country is a treasure, many merchants use it to make high-grade rouge gouache. There are dozens of times the profit, and you can exchange it for these indigenous women!"

Xiang Jinlai heard the strange look in his eyes here, and he seemed to be unbearable.

"It's not what you think, in fact, they were also robbed by pirates, the general fate is to be reduced to playthings, they will not live long, they will be thrown away when they are old and decrepit, and some sell green buildings, which can be described as miserable, we naturally will not do that.

In addition, they can't survive well when they bring it back to our land, and besides, we are going to the ocean, and it may not be peaceful all the way, so it is most appropriate to settle nearby. ”

"I see, will they be able to survive in the Ancient Fish Country after exchanging things?"

"It's natural, because they are natives of the neighborhood and have roughly the same living customs, and they are not ashamed of such a small country, but women are their treasure. They have many tribes, although they are called Guyu Country, but they are only a relatively large tribe that stands on their own, and the other tribes also listen to the tune and do not listen to the announcement, and they can't tell who the king will be next year?"

Therefore, they attack each other all year round, men die in large numbers every year, and reproduction is also their top priority. ”

Xiang Jinlai nodded when he heard this, and felt that it made a lot of sense.

A few people chatted while drinking, but it was also comfortable, Xiang Jinlai was drunk again, everyone went back to rest after they were full of wine and food, Xiang Jinlai drank a lot of wine today but was still sober, holding a pot of rice wine on the deck.

Although he embarked on the road to practice, but the extreme west is thousands of miles away, the sea is long, he can't help but feel anxious, although the scene of the day ended hastily, but it still makes his heart shake, monks and mortals are like two different worlds of life, let him can't help but think that if the chaos in the Yuemi country, the monks let go of cultivation to fight mortals, will there still be mortals in the Yuemi country? Are there any differences between them and ants in the face of monks? How innocent are they, living in the rules and regulations in the mortal country, are they wrong? When he thought that his family had fled with his family, being chased and killed, and had no power to resist, he felt sad and indignant.

Why? I'm not reconciled, I'm unwilling...

Thinking about it, I couldn't calm down anymore, so I picked up the flask and drank it in a big gulp!

"What do you want again?" Yang Ziguang's voice came from behind him.

"Ah, Brother Yang!" Xiang Jin came to wake up from his thoughts.

"You're thinking about cultivation, aren't you?"

"Well, I'm sixteen years old this year, isn't it really late? I'm afraid I really don't have a chance!"

"Although I don't understand it, according to common sense, it is not okay to be more than thirteen years old, and I have never heard of anyone who can be enlightened later, but since the Great Elder said that it is okay, then it is naturally possible, and I am only a second-realm cultivator, and my knowledge is shallow.

"What Brother Yang said is, respect Brother Yang." After saying that, he drank it himself.

Yang Ziguang also took a big sip, it was very enjoyable, people like them who have been running around at sea all the year round, and the wine does not leave their bodies, otherwise it is really boring to only face the sea every day.

The merchant ship went all the way to the west, and it was 12 days later, these days it was also calm, everyone drank and drank every day, chatted, and looked at Jin to see that the other crew members were also busy, each with its own division of labor, and the lookout task was done by their brothers and sisters in turn every day, and the monks let go of the cultivation, and infused the force into the polar eye, which was very far away. The other brothers and sisters had nothing to do but practice, and they were all monks, and there were six of them, so they didn't worry much about safety. On the contrary, I have heard them many times that it is most dangerous when encountering very large waves, and even monks like them cannot resist it.

"Senior brother, I see the island!" Tian Rong came over and shouted, he was on duty today, it was estimated that he was about to arrive at the island of the ancient fish country, and from time to time he let go of Xiu Wei to watch, just now he could already see it.

"Very good, very good, let's get the big guy ready to land on the island, and get ready for the goods to be exchanged. Yang Ziguang was very excited, and seemed to be quite interested in such a small indigenous country.

After more than half an hour, even Xiang Jinlai could see it clearly, it was indeed a small island, and his eyesight could roughly see the area of this island, which was about the size of a few bay cities, he couldn't help but be disappointed, this can also be called a country, and I heard Yang Ziguang say that the population is only thirty or forty thousand, less than half of the bay city, the bay city is a small city in Yuemi country, and the population is also very small, I didn't think that a small overseas country is so small.

After another half an hour, the merchant ship docked, and there were a group of natives waiting in the distance, who did not seem to be panicked, obviously not for the first time, and could also judge from a distance that it was not a pirate, otherwise it would not be such a battle.

The merchant ship was first disembarked by a few boatmen who were proficient in indigenous languages, and after a while, the natives became excited and nodded frequently. After a while, the boatmen came up to report to Yang Ziguang and them, and they were very happy to hear that we had come to exchange a large number of supplies, and let us go to their "King's Palace", and they were ready to hold a banquet and entertain us.

"Leave a group behind, and the others go ashore. Yang Ziguang commanded.

However, a large number of materials were transported to the dry place on the shore, counted and carried by many natives, in fact, most of them were moon rice, this island is rich in fishery, but there is almost no food, and there are a lot of wild fruits, so rice is extremely popular here, and rice wine, cloth, which is very common in the country of Yuemi, is a luxury ornament here, but there are many tribes on this island, and the number of "nobles" is naturally quite a lot.

Yang Ziguang and they decided to exchange a large amount of "spices", and there was no moon rice left on the ship, according to him, there would be a large indigenous island country in two months to sail west, and "spices" were also very popular there.

The free boatmen on the shore exchanged goods with them, and the others went to the "palace" with the "king's" envoy, and soon saw a "big wooden house" in the distance, with a rough design and a large area, I am afraid that they can really accommodate more than 100 people. Sure enough, after everyone walked in, there was a hole in the sky, and there was a towering tree in the innermost part that grew on the ground so abruptly, but the top was not sealed, the tree was already a few feet high above the roof, and the bottom somehow formed a seat, only to see a person standing up, white and fat, about forty years old, blond hair and blue eyes, while muttering and not knowing what to say, he walked over, and looked very polite. Naturally, there are translators here, and you can sit down after a polite exchange between you and me.

After translating the king's general greetings, he began to talk about some exchange matters, and it seemed that he knew Yang Ziguang and others. As for the name, Xiang Jinlai didn't understand it. Then it was a grunt, and the translator also whispered to Yang Ziguang and the others to translate, roughly meaning, I heard that our "Angel Country" still has very sharp weapons, and I wonder if I can exchange them next time? They can pay more fragrant wood, and I think there is really nothing else. Yang Ziguang was naturally polite, not oppressive with power, saying that he had to return to the "envoy" to decide, and the king was still very happy.

After a while, a lot of food was put on the table one by one, and the meat was all fish, except for a few roast chickens on each side of the long table, and all kinds of fruits. What's even more surprising is that the wine on the table is actually Yuemi international rice wine, Xiang Jinlai took a closer look, and there was Xiangjia rice wine, he opened his eyes wide, he really didn't expect his own wine to be seen here, thinking that it was "stock"!

Brother Yang Ziguang looked at him with his eyes at this time, his eyes were playful, which means look, you can't do this business well! Sales in Yuemi Country can be described as cruel competition, but this is a "king" level hospitality wine.

Xiang Jinlai smiled, very happy, and faintly had a sense of pride, as if their family was in business until this moment, and they didn't feel a taste of honor.