Chapter Ninety-Three: The Eyes of the Yin Owl
Shi Yuan had already thought very clearly, after finishing this sea business, he would gradually shrink the family business, and no matter how much wealth he had, it would be better to live in peace and ease.
Shi Yuan planned to return to Shifu this time, so he handed over the business to his son to take care of, and went to Jinhe Valley to recuperate for the rest of his life. After half his life in the Vientiane Continent, he felt that Jinhe Valley was the best place.
The people there were so polite, clever and well-fed that he could not imagine anyone who could govern a piece of land so securely and so pleasantly.
When Shi Yuan thought of Jinhe Valley, he couldn't help but have a smile on his face, and it was at this moment that Shi Yuan suddenly found that a little fire suddenly appeared around his cargo ship.
Shi Yuan was shocked in his heart and shouted, "There are pirates." ”
With a thud, he drew his sword and rushed towards the side of the ship.
On the sea, at some point, dozens of ships quietly appeared, and they had already surrounded Shi Yuan's cargo ships.
The pirates' hooks and claws threw iron tools into the cargo ship, and in an instant, the pirates landed on the big ship like visitors from outside the world.
The sailors on the ship resisted desperately, but they were solved by the robbers with the ease and neatness of cutting melons and vegetables.
Shi Yuan sighed: "Heaven destroys my Shi family." "Lift up your sword and kill yourself.
"If you want to die, where is it so easy." A voice sounded in sympathy.
A man wearing a mask rushed in front of Shi Yuan, slashed down with a sword, and cut off Shi Yuan's hand holding the sword along with the sword in his hand.
Shi Yuan screamed and fell to the ground, and at this time, the masked man stepped on Shi Yuan's body,
casually ripped off his mask and said, "Old Shi Yuan, I didn't expect you to have today!" ”
Shi Yuan struggled to get up, trying to identify the triumphant face in front of him, and said angrily: "Liu Dabao, you wolf in human skin, you only hate me for not killing your dog immediately. ”
This Liu Dabao, who used to be a slave of Shifu, was driven out by Shi Yuan because of his dishonest hands and feet, and he didn't expect that he would actually recruit pirates today and rob the owner's merchant ships.
"Old fellow, you're still hard-mouthed." Liu Dabao scolded and chopped off one of Shi Yuan's legs, and Shi Yuan suddenly fell to the ground and fainted.
Liu Dabao was still angry, and while chopping with his sword, he gritted his teeth and said: "What's the big deal about taking something from you, you actually drove me out of Shifu, so that I can't gain a foothold in Jiangyao City, and now I have to take all your goods, what can you do!" I'm going to bury you in the belly of a fish today! ”
As he spoke, he raised his leg and rolled it hard, kicking Shi Yuan into the vast sea at once.
Liu Dabao snatched a torch in his hand, leaned over and raised it to the sea, excitedly watching Shi Yuan's body rise and fall in the sea, watching his blood continue to spread along the sea, and his heart surged with indescribable pleasure.
When Shi Yuan woke up, the first thing he saw was a clear blue sky, there was not a single cloud in the sky, it was clear and pure, boundless.
The sun was warm on his body, and a wisp of sea breeze came quietly, gently caressing Shi Yuan's cheeks, Shi Yuan lay there stretched, looking up at the blue sky, and his heart was full of relaxation.
Such a moment made Shi Yuan forget where he was.
Here, there is no past, no future, no burden, only blue sky, sunshine, sea breeze and him.
There is no pain, no struggle, no painstaking calculations at this moment, only leisurely tranquility and peace.
If such moments could be eternal, he would be willing to let life melt into the wilderness of heaven in this way.
However, the memory flashed out mercilessly, Shi Yuan remembered that he was thrown into the sea with his limbs cut off, so was he dead, is this heaven?
There was the sound of gurgling water in his ears, but Shi Yuan didn't dare to turn his head to look, because he didn't dare to move, for fear that if he moved, he would involve the wound and touch the heart-rending pain. I'm afraid that if I turn my head, this rare feeling of comfort will be dissipated with the wind at this moment.
Shi Yuan didn't even dare to think about it, he was afraid that if he thought about it, those painful experiences would come to his face, and he couldn't help but shed bitter tears when he thought about it.
He was afraid that those difficult feelings of survival would make him lose the courage to live.
He lay straight and upright until the sky was full of stars, the beach was covered with a thin mist, and the sea was dark. Until he fell asleep again in the darkness.
When Shi Yuan woke up again, he felt that he was soaking in the cool water, and subconsciously he got up all of a sudden.
It wasn't until he saw his feet in the clear spring water that it suddenly occurred to him that he hadn't lost his limbs. He habitually reached out and touched his feet, and it was only to his disbelief that he still looked like he was still in full limb.
Shi Yuan made a swallowing motion with difficulty, and he couldn't tell which one was a dream and which one was real.
He stared blankly at the wide basalt rock beneath his feet, and it was only after a long time that he noticed the spring gushing out of the rock, and the rocky beach through which the spring water flowed was covered with egg-sized, smooth and colorful agate, which reflected the sunlight into the air, giving people the feeling of being in a fantasy world.
Slowly, Shi Yuan finally realized that he had encountered the Great Creation and was able to reshape his body.
He fell to his knees at once, and knocked his head in circles, until a large bag was knocked on his forehead and blood flowed out, and he stopped.
When he came to the spring again, he picked up the water and washed the wound, and as soon as the water fell to the wound, Shi Yuan was surprised to see that the wound on his forehead had healed, and the swollen bag was gone.
Shenquan, Shi Yuan's legs weakened and knelt down again, and then he knelt down and retreated to the edge of the island, looking at a loss.
There was silence all around, and he slowly relaxed in this peaceful atmosphere, and when he saw the ripe red fruits on the island falling from the trees and rolling into the sea, he subconsciously scooped them up and brought them to his mouth.
In the mouth of the fruit, Shi Yuan slowly closed his eyes, and the indescribable comfort surged all over his body, and he felt that it was not he who ate the fruit, but the fruit that melted him.
Shi Yuan suddenly had a feeling of being reborn, full of strength and hope.
In the face of the same world, he is strong-willed and courageous, he feels that his life can be started all over again, and he can still live a radiant and brilliant life.
After a wave of pride, it slowly rose in Shi Yuan's heart, he casually scooped up a few red fruits in the seawater, turned around and stepped into the sea, and after identifying the direction, he swam straight in the direction of Jiang Yao City.
This qiē that happened on the island of tears fell into a pair of yin owl eyes without leaking.
In the past thousand years, these eyes have never stopped observing this place, and the Tear Mound Island, which has been buried in the dust by time, has always affected these eyes with slow but never-ending changes.
This guy who kept observing the Tear Grave was the bloodthirsty under the Blood Mist Mountain of the White Bone Ridge, at this moment, it had been pressed under this mountain for more than a thousand years, and its heart was full of hatred.
Bloodthirsty in a small space, in the silence of time, second by second, in order to live, in order to wait for the opportunity, it slowed down its heartbeat, slowed down the flow of blood, and kept itself in a semi-dormant state.
But its sanity remained alert and never relaxed for a moment
, it explores the space around it inch by inch over a long period of time.
It knows the location of every stone, it knows the whisper of the wind in every hole, it knows the origin of every white bone.
For many years, this qiē has not changed, time has forgotten this place, and Bloodthirsty feels that he is about to become a fossil.