In the territory of the South Tianzhu Buddha Kingdom, it is humid, hot, rainy and dense forests all year round.

In addition, there is no convenient road to connect with counties and city-states in various places, and what we want to go to is a lonely Penglai desert island overseas.

Therefore, it was inconvenient to gallop on horseback on land, so Uncle Langdong decided to go south by water.

His family's incense society is on the bank of the long river, with its own dock and merchant ships that can go to sea.

There is no need for outsiders to bother at all, and many affairs have been properly arranged before the departure in half a day.

Early the next morning, Qin Chong and I followed Uncle Langdong to board the ship offshore, and all the horses of the caravan were already solemnly lined up on the shore to see us off.

"Young master! Say goodbye! ”

At the time of parting, Uncle Su rode on the horse and looked up and smiled, and the silver beard fluttering in the wind made people feel sad.

"Uncle Su! Ladies and gentlemen, young and old! Jincheng is incompetent, so the affairs of the caravan are left to you! Next spring, we will see you outside Jinling City! ”

I held on to the side of the boat and laughed with a hard face.

"Old fellows on the shore! How about we try this between the land and sea teams? Hahaha! The one who enters Jinling City first in Ming Spring is the winner! ”

Qin Chong and Liu Zhen'er didn't seem to be concerned about this difference, but instead became more interested, and Qin Chong challenged loudly to the people who saw them off.

"A competition is a competition! Chong'er! How about we go head-to-head? If you lose, the little sister of the Ku family in the royal city of Khotan will let me be my wife! Hahaha! ”

"Shameless! Don't gamble on your wife and children! If we return late by sea, Qin Chong is willing to give all the annuities to the brothers to buy wine and drink! ”

"Qin Chong! You set up a game that you drill yourself! I'm betting ten gold on the old pimple as the winner! ”

The pot helmet is far less confident than Qin Chong in this journey to the sea, and he will reluctantly walk with him because of his righteous anger.

But after Qin Chong and their mixing, the parting of the mountains and seas, which was originally full of decadence and pathos, suddenly became cheerful.

"Since Qin Chong organized a game, the old man's representative should go down on land! Young master! Our own brothers also came back to fight between Chu and Han! Hahaha! ”

"Okay, Uncle Su, let's play a big ticket this time! Hahaha! Take half of the water of this business as a note! The winning side splits the chips evenly! ”

Encouraged by the pride of the brothers, the pain of the poisonous Gu on my body seemed to have been alleviated a lot, and I waved my hand to open this tempting handicap.

"Pot helmet, whether our brother can become a wealthy family depends on this time!"

Qin Chong happily patted Liu Zhen'er's shoulder and muttered softly.

There was also a cheer and cheer from the shore, all of which were calculated by the guys, and the difference between sea and land routes was already well known!

If there is no change on the way, you can arrive in the early spring of next year.

As for the sea route to the east, the sea north of Puluozhong, and when the southern trade winds go north all depend on the will of heaven and cannot be controlled by manpower.

In normal years, the south wind rises in March, and the sea ships going north in May of the summer calendar can dock in Jin'an County of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Then change to the overland, and it is already June of the summer calendar when you arrive at the foot of Jiankang City.

In this way, before we set off on the sea route, we have already lost.

Of course, there are exceptions, in January, the southern trade winds return to the north, and in February, the sea ships arrive in Nanhai County and enter Tanzhou by land on Lingnan Road.

In March, it went north along the Xiangshui River into the river, and then went all the way east to reach the end of the trip in April.

It's almost a tie with Uncle Su and their land routes, and it's even slightly better.

"Young master, Liu Zhen'er doesn't know the nature of water, and it will only become a drag on you in the sea! So I want to go by land to change to a guy who knows how to know water, and I hope that the young master will be fulfilled! ”

The pot helmet pleaded with me with a bitter face, although what he said was true, but at this time, it seemed to be suspected of forgetting the righteousness of profit, which made people feel hilarious.

"Brother Liu! Now that you're on the thief ship of the old man, it's hard to think about it! Guys! Let's sail!

Uncle Langdong, who was accompanying him, knew the Chinese dialect and had been watching the excitement. Seeing the mood of the pot helmet, he laughed out loud and gave the command to the helmsmen on the ship to set off.

The three-masted white sails were raised in the wind, and the ship slowly drifted off the shore towards the center of the river.

"Hey! I really should have pulled Sa Bing and Nimi's two Flash people on the boat in the first place! Qin Chong, let go of the arrow and say goodbye to the old guys! ”

Seeing that there was no hope of going ashore, the pot helmet had no choice but to smile calmly and bitterly.

His consistent loyalty and generosity is also what I value the most.

The horse team on the shore had already gone away, Qin Chong just pulled the bowstring to deal with it, and several people were all quiet.

The most hurtful thing for people at the end of the world is parting, especially now that they are not alone in the red stripes, in the hometown of the Khotanese royal city, there are still wives and young children who are looking forward to their return day and night.

After such a farewell, I don't know how many years I can return to my homeland, how can the state of mind of Qin Chong and Guo Helmet be described by the word "sad".

Uncle Langdong's merchant ship traveled south along the Tianzhu River, and the journey was smooth.

The distance of thousands of miles from north to south, it took only three days and nights for us to come to the vicinity of Haikou on the west coast of the Tianzhu Peninsula.

Compared with the smoothness of the trip, I, a patient plagued by poison, have walked countless times on the Huangquan Road.

I no longer fed the poisonous Gu with the magic fruit of the Forgetful Worry Flower, and the number of times I got sick became more and more frequent.

By the third day, I couldn't eat any food, and I would vomit as much as I ate.

The fever never went away, and the unbearable pain had driven me crazy.

If left unchecked, I could have overturned the entire merchant ship.

As a last resort, Qin Chong led several strong men on the ship to tie me under the mast of a merchant ship like a zongzi.

"I've wronged you, young master, bear with it for a few more days!"

The two brothers knelt down before me and begged bitterly, but they had no idea at all, but left me to work like a withered lamp without oil.

Uncle Langdong's cousin has seen the patient who forgets his worries and poisons, and he knows what it looks like.

He simply sat in front of me all day long, reciting the Ranga Sutra that he had brought with the ship, as if he were making a final transcendence for me, a dying man.

My limbs and neck were firmly tied and I couldn't move for half a minute, and I could only vent my pain with my three-inch tongue.

Like a shrew in the world, I cursed all the fathers and fathers of all the people on the ship with the most vicious language in the world.

But to no avail, no one bothered with me, and no one stepped forward to untie me, and the only remaining essence in my body was almost consumed.

When it was about to dry up, a basin of river water poured in front of me by the guys on the boat brought me back to life.

"Qin Chong! Pot helmet! I can't stand it! Give me a knife! Hurry up! ”

I pleaded feebly, my mouth already salty with blood.

"The young master feels the pain Chu Qin Chong empathizes! Bear with me a little longer, Uncle Langdong said that he will be able to see Master Shura in two days! ”

"Qin Chong! You bastard! It's just two sentences when it's turned upside down! Bear with me, bear with me! Hahaha! Is it tolerable or unbearable! It's really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs! Qin Chong, you're not even as fucking as a dog! ”

I can't bear it anymore, and catching Qin Chong is another curse to cover my face.

"Young master, if you think that scolding Qin Chong can be more enjoyable, you can scold it vigorously! What is the fear of life and death? The young master must not be discouraged! ”

Taking advantage of my angry scolding, Qin Chong hurriedly poured the gruel with painkiller decoction into my mouth.

But in an instant, it spurted out, and I had no food left in my stomach.

"I'm mad too! Pot helmet, come and make a break for me, for the sake of me saving your life many times! When I die, the pearl of the Luminous Sea in my waist will be yours. ”

Seeing that Qin Chong was unmoved, I put my eyes on the rest

Light turned to the pot helmet and pleaded repeatedly.

Know it with affection, and move it with profit.

There is no love in life, and now I just want to die quickly and suffer less living crimes.

"Young master, I know that you are suffering, I, I really can't do it!"

At this time, I am no different from the living dead, Liu Zhen'er looked at me tremblingly, and shouted for mercy.

"Dog mongrel! Are you so persuasive! Look at Lao Tzu not strangling you today! ”

Everyone has been tormented by me, and they have nowhere to vent their worries.

When Qin Chong saw that the pot helmet persuaded me like this, he immediately found an outlet in anger, and rushed towards the pot helmet like a wild lion, really ready to strangle him to death.

Liu Zhen'er is not an idle person, and the two top masters of the rivers and lakes are fighting each other like a landslide and tsunami, from the bow to the stern.

The men on the boat avoided each other, but several brothers were still injured by their fists and kicks.

Merchant ships were no longer able to move normally and had to dock temporarily.

It wasn't until the two of them were exhausted from killing each other and they all collapsed on the deck that Uncle Lang Dong asked everyone to hang the sails again.

"Langdong Lao'er! You are disrespectful to the old! The younger generation is being abused so much, and you are still chanting those useless scriptures all day long! Shameful! Hateful! ”

There was no one to vent to, so I aimed my evil anger at Cousin Langdong again, and cursed endlessly.

The old man's face was full of innocence, and he could only use the loud chanting of the scriptures to drown out my evil words.

It wasn't until the sound of the tide of the sea sounded in my ears that such torture finally came to an end.

My primordial spirit seemed to have been separated from my body, and I was slumped in a pile of ropes as if I was dying.

If the gossamer water doesn't enter, there is no struggle.

Later, I heard from Qin Chong that the merchant ship had been drifting on the bumpy sea for five days and nights before finally reaching the island where Master Shura was.

And I, a man of many calamities, have come back to life again, which is truly a miracle in the world!

Amitabha! Thank you Buddha and our ancestors for your protection!

"Master, my young master can still be saved, right?"

"We have come from thousands of miles to the sea, Buddha and Bodhisattva of great compassion! Please, you must save my young master! ”

"Uncle Langdong, what did Master Shura say?"

"Amitabha! The master said that life and death are the destiny of heaven, and the Yi family's virtuous nephew still has breath, and whether he can continue his life on the island depends on his own cultivation and creation. ”

The tide was slowly receding, and I saw a group of people surrounding me in a trance.

Sanskrit and Tocharian intertwined like a drizzle.

Among them are three Tianzhu monks with their right shoulders exposed and brown robes.

The high monk with white eyebrows and beards, his ears and shoulders, and his voice like a bell, must be the legendary Shura Master.

"Water! I want to drink water! I raised my hand and whispered with what little strength I had left.

"Young master! The young master is awake! Fetch water! ”

This was Qin Chong's ecstatic howl, and the hearing of a person when he was dying seemed to be extremely sensitive, as if he could hear a voice coming from nine heavens away.

As I spoke, a trace of sweet spring seeped into my mouth through my scorched lips and teeth.

I could feel the shriveled blood veins slowly expanding in the tremors, and the stinging pain like a tearing wound quickly spread to every pore in my body.

It also made the newly awakened mind leave me again in the blink of an eye.

But this time it was a sound sleep, and the pure dream was no longer painful, as if in a pool of warm and transparent spring water.