Chapter 141: The Establishment of the State of Fushun
Above the sea in front of him, under the dark clouds, huge whirlpools one after another, huge waves one after another, the boy wrinkled his nose, as if he smelled some danger.
He endured the pain and stood up, and with one hand pointing upwards, a green transparent cover enveloped the ship tightly, and the ship suddenly seemed to enter a protective cover, neither wind nor rain nor the sound outside.
Fushun looked at the boy in surprise, and the boy's face had a composure and calmness that did not match his age, "They're coming!
"Who?!' who's coming?", Fushun looked in the direction the boy was looking, and there was nothing but the roar of the waves.
"Row, hurry, don't go, we'll all be done when they get here!"
Fushun shook the wood pulp, this time the wood pulp shook very effortlessly, it was like a divine help, shuttling between the waves like a flying fish on the sea.
The young man closed his eyes, put his palm on his chest, and there was a circle of turquoise light on his palm, he was using the only remaining spiritual power as a cover, if he was discovered by those pursuers, not only would he be caught by them, but the kind human in front of him would also be implicated, and those guys would not blink an eye when they hurt people.
The color darkened, and when the wooden boat ran aground on the beach, he breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the empty land. He was already seriously injured and overdrew his spiritual power, and the young man's face was very ugly, and he couldn't hold it anymore and fell on the board.
When he awoke, he found that the blood hole in his chest had been filled with medicine and bandaged with a clean cloth, and his lower body was soaked in a huge water tank, and the water in the tank was a familiar smell, the smell of the sea water.
Fushun walked in with two large buckets and said, "Brother, you are awake!", and poured all the water in the buckets into the water tank.
"Where is this?" the boy asked warily.
Fu Shun replied: "This is my home, you fainted on the boat yesterday, I got you back so easily, is your injury better?"
The boy glanced around, this was indeed an ordinary wooden room that was a little shabby, except for the fishing nets, robes and hats hanging on the walls, and a few gray cabinets that could not be seen in color, it could be a family with four walls.
The young man said slowly, "It's okay, no one else saw me when you dragged me home yesterday, right?"
Fushun waved his hand at him and said, "No, no, absolutely nothing!"
The boy felt a little relieved, although this was land, those people were likely to find this place.
With a thought, he hid his aura and set up a transparent barrier around the house, so that if a stranger broke in, he would be the first to notice it.
Fushun withdrew, and the boy put his hand on the side of the water tank and swam around in the tank, his tail paddling the water from time to time.
"And the last bit of flour, I made a bowl of dumplings filled with mackerel from a few mackerels you caught yesterday, and you send them to the child," the young man heard a gentle woman's voice.
"What about you? What about you, how can you do if you don't eat?" Fushun's deep voice was full of helplessness.
"It's okay, there is still some seaweed at home, and it is also a meal to cook it in dumpling soup. Don't you see that this kid is so heavy? How can you do it if you don't eat something? Although he is an anomaly, he must have encountered difficulties, and when I saw him, I remembered Ah Niu".
The woman sobbed in a low voice, Ah Niu was Ah Fang's only brother, who was swept away by the waves and never came back.
"Oh, look at you, what are you doing here, don't cry, don't cry" Fushun comforted Ah Fang awkwardly.
Fushun put a bowl of steaming mackerel dumplings in the hands of the young man, the young man was stunned, but still took it, to Fushun's surprise, the young man seemed to like to eat dumplings, one bite at a time, a bowl of dumplings soon saw phosphorus.
The boy had been locked at the bottom of the sea for more than a hundred years by someone with a black iron chain, and he escaped easily while the guards were not paying attention.
He ran desperately in the dark waters, as if he faintly heard a familiar voice guiding him in a safe direction, until he was exhausted and caught in the net.
While eating, he shed big tears, he couldn't help but think of the time, every time he ate dumplings, the two guys were fighting each other because of grabbing dumplings, and the gentle and loving voice seemed to sound in his ears again: "Ah Qing, Ah Ye, don't grab either of you, there are still more in the pot, you are brothers, and you must be humble to each other in the future!"
Fushun was surprised to find that the young man's teardrops turned into pearls and fell, and the pearls were crystal clear and radiated brilliant brilliance.
The young man finally stopped crying, and said indifferently to Fushun: "You can take these pearls to the market and sell them for some food." ”
"This ...... This...... , not very good, brother, don't worry about recuperating from your injuries, I have the strength to fish and sell it", Fushun stammered, although he needs money very much now, but he won't do this kind of thing.
"If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your sister-in-law, go ahead!", the young man closed his eyes and looked tired.
Fushun thought about the unborn child, so he bent down to pick up the pearls one by one and withdrew.
This pearl is very valuable, Fushun only sold one, and the silver taels obtained were enough for them to live for a long time, and they would never worry about food and clothing again, and the child of him and Ah Fang was also successfully born, and the wooden house was filled with the cry of babies every day, which made people sound so happy that even the teenager who had been staying in the water tank to raise him never got tired of hearing it.
Until one day, Fushun heard a knock on the door and found a young man standing at the door of the room, without a tail, but a young man with a long body and a light green robe.
The young man bowed to him and said, "Fortunately, the benefactor will save you, and you will be engraved with eternal life in your heart, and this piece of shark scales will be given to the graceful father, and everything will go well!"
After that, Fushun never saw this young man again, and he carried this piece of shark scales on his body every day. Strange as it was, the other fishermen soon discovered that as long as they went out to sea with Fushun, the sea would be calm, and the fish would come closer to the side of the boat in groups, and they could easily catch a lot of fish.
Slowly, the fishing village has spread that Fushun is a person handpicked by the god of the sea, can communicate with the god of the sea, can predict things in advance, and can be blessed by the god of the sea with Fushun, and the fishermen of the eight villages in Sili and eight villages have moved to the village where Fushun is located.
In addition, Fushun is kind-hearted and helpful on weekdays, and those poor families are not less favored by him.
So everyone elected Fushun as the leader, and built a seaside country --- Xirin country. Here, everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, and as time goes by, more and more people come to the country, and the country of Xirin presents a thriving scene.
Fushun thanked the shark Rao for help, and built the sea temple in the west of the country, the statue of the god of the sea is portrayed according to the appearance of the youth, the head of the fish body, the instrument is lofty, and the people of the country must be incense for the god of the sea every fifteenth day of the new year, in order to seek smooth wind and rain, the country and the people.