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The wind howled incessantly outside the cabin, and in the midst of that roar, the mountains began to shake.

The mountain-like waves kept lapping against the side of the ship, crackling and splashing, and dancing in the sky, like snakes and ghosts.

The rain was heavier. The raindrops kept coming down and hitting the shed, with a bang, almost breaking the shed. The wind was blowing, and the raindrops kept drifting in, and the hula was sweeping in people's faces, so that a beautiful maiden could not help but scream.

The wind was stronger, and almost swept up the river, and the rolled up river swooped down on the old sailor's boat, so that the sailboat was swallowed up for a time, and died somewhere. In a moment, however, it emerged from the waves again, and continued to move tenaciously on the treacherous long beach.

At this time, another sailing boat also drifted down the beach, and in the wind and rain, like the old sailor's boat, side by side.

The owner of the schooner was a wicked man, who had forcibly done something unseemly with the old sailor's daughter on a light moonlit night, and the old sailor was very angry when he saw it. Usually, for this, they don't know how many fights they have fought.

Now, they're together again.

The wicked ship's ship kept moving forward next to the old sailor's ship, and from time to time it touched the old sailor's ship, and in the midst of the howling of the wind and rain, the sound was still so loud that the old sailor could not stop scolding the wild words. However, when the wicked shipowner saw the old sailor so mercilessly insulting, he refused to obey, and cursed again, and scolded the little river that had been swept up by the wind.

At this time, the wind became more violent, and it kept blowing the rocks from the mountain, and sprinkled them in the sky, and on the surface of the river, and fell on the boat's shed, so that a man sitting in the cabin was also stoned. The man lay in the cabin and groaned.

While the man was groaning, a vicious wave came from nowhere and hit the boat, and with a "bang" sound, a scaffolding collapsed. At this time, there was a burst of laughter from the neighboring boat, and in the midst of the laughter, people shouted loudly, "Fish, fish...... A large carp weighing several pounds jumped into the small boat.

The old sailor, who was wrestling with the wind and waves, suddenly heard the laughter of his neighbor's ship, and was not happy, and remembered what the wicked shipowner had done to his daughter, and he was even more unhappy, and almost wanted to pounce on him, and die with him. However, the old sailor did not do that, and did, sorry that the one who was on his own ship was not.

At this time, the old sailor saw that the adjacent ship was crooked, and heard an exclamation from someone in the cabin, and knew that it was not good. Gradually, the other side of the wicked ship's boat sank into the river, and this side rose up to the old sailor's boat. The old sailor, seeing this opportunity for vengeance, rushed his boat over with all odds, and squeezed the wicked ship's boat so that it sank into the stream and disappeared in the great waves......

Of course, the old sailor's boat was constantly jolting, and in the midst of this constant turbulence, Uncle Mao Hua kept shouting, saying that a bruised man had appeared in the vicious waves outside, laughing loudly at him. When people asked her where she was, Uncle Mao Hua pointed in a panic, but when people looked in the direction she pointed, they saw nothing.

As a result, the crowd was in an uproar.

People were saying they were going to get off the ship, saying they were going to sink. For a while, on the old sailor's boat, crying and crying, shouting and shouting, scolding the mother, shouting the sky and shouting the sky......

The ship sank into the waves.

After Uncle Mao Hua fell into the water, he grabbed a plank, and then, along the river, he kept floating in the crazy waves, not knowing where he was going. However, at this time, she didn't care so much, she clung to the plank, and kept chanting Buddhist scriptures in the sound of the rushing rain, hoping to get out of this boundless sea of suffering.

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