Chapter 2 Lonely Trees Crossing the Sea
In the vast night, the blue-black water reflected the stars of the day, as if there were countless shining treasures hidden in the deep sea, and a rather rotten wooden plank was pushed away from the shore by the raging waves, gradually leaving the field of vision of the two people on the high cliff.
Shao Xiaoqi got out of the water and climbed onto the plank, trying to control the balance of her body and not let the waves lift her into the water again. The sea water in late autumn is cool and cool, and it is more physically demanding than being on a wooden plank.
If the ocean current does not turn and drifts to the southwest, it will be possible to see the landing in eight days, but with only a plank to survive the eight days on the rough sea, Shao Xiaoqi thinks that he does not have this ability, and only hopes to meet a small island on the way to rest, and there is no Puji guard on this island.
At dusk the next day, Shao Xiaoqi went to an uninhabited island, surrounded by only Lixu, and the reef near the shore was covered with white island dung, and there were no trees on the island, only shrubs with intricate roots clinging to the infertile land.
Shao Xiaoqi thought to herself: I don't have a name for this island, so why don't I pick one up. Thinking in his heart, he took out the short sword he carried with him, scraped off the bird droppings on the reef, revealing the yellow-brown stone body, and carefully engraved the words "Baiyi Island" on the reef with the tip of the sword. After the short sword carved over the reef, the edge immediately became dull, Shao Xiaoqi thought to himself: The high-grade sharp weapon sharpens iron like clay, and this broken sword is just a shallow mark carved on the reef. It's just that his ancient practice breath is still only a small success, and he can't still inject his breath into the iron sword, so he can't dance the sword while carving, and he complains in his heart that the master has not been able to integrate the ancient practice breath fist with the Dan breath technique for more than ten years.
The islanders strictly forbade the practice of martial arts, and once discovered, they were slaughtered, that is, after Mo Ruiping and his party were taken captive to the island, they were forced to disperse and stay on Pujilian Island with tens of thousands of tribesmen, waiting for the opportunity.
Practicing the Ancient Cultivation Breath Fist, Xiao Cheng could not see the traces of the cultivation of the Dan Breath, but the Ancient Cultivation Breath Fist known to Mo Ruiping was incomplete, and the practitioner's progress was very slow. This is just right for the people on the island, as long as they don't break through Xiaocheng, they won't be found to have Xi Danxi's worries. With their understanding of the essence of martial arts, the speed of progress is far beyond the reach of beginners, as long as they practice hard, it is not difficult to restore the original level in three or five years.
At the beginning, he was unwilling to abandon his clan and go, so he was willing to disperse, how could he abandon his clan at this time, that is, Mo Ruiping stopped practicing at the bottleneck of Xiaocheng, and the accompanying generals and guards of the year were unwilling to leave, and they tried their best to control their progress.
This time, more than 20 people returned to Wuling Mountain to report the news, only to feel that the skill of Gu Lian Xiquan Xiaocheng was far from useful. Shao Xiaoqi was very frustrated when he saw that the edge of a short sword was almost smoothed, and the font on the reef was still not real from a distance, and he thought: If this ancient practice of breathing boxing is really as powerful as the legend, it will have long been famous all over the world, and I think it was a lie made up by the master to comfort everyone.
Shao Xiaoqi looked for a slightly thicker shrub and made a raft with thin and tough shrubs, and looked at the green floating island from a distance, the plank was firmly tied to the center of the raft, and the thatch was piled on the plank, but this move did not increase the buoyancy of the raft, but to make the drifting in the future more comfortable.
After stopping for five days, more than a dozen seabirds roasted when they went to the island had changed their taste, and there was no westward current passing through here, watching the wind blowing to the southwest from time to time, Shao Xiaoqi had to collect fine branches and rattans to weave into a simple sail several feet square, but could not find a tree suitable for making a mast.
Shao Xiaoqi thought that he couldn't escape the fate of being a mast, hated and hated, and thought: In the future, his deeds will inevitably become a legend that the clansmen are vying to pass on.
I thought: No one knows about this thing, so I just don't mention it.
Shao Xiaoqi recognized the direction of the wind and pushed the raft made of shrubs out of the island. The wings and vines that were several feet square were held too close to the sea in their hands to withstand the wind, but they just slowly went southwest with the waves. I was afraid that the wind would change suddenly, and I didn't know when I would be able to float to land.
There is no more uninhabited island to replenish fresh water and food, and the raft made of shrubs and branches cannot withstand the surging of the evil waves, and scatter a huge wave. Although most of the shrubs were retracted by Shao Xiaoqi, they could not be rewoven at sea, so Shao Xiaoqi had to tie them together to increase buoyancy, and from a distance, it looked like a haystack on the undulating waves.
What worries Shao Xiaoqi even more is that a skin bag filled with fresh water cracked, and the fresh water inside leaked out.
Shao Xiaoqi stretched out her tongue and licked the dripping water from the crack in the skin, and then threw it into the sea. A vicious wave rushed in, the raft was violently lifted to the peak, Shao Xiaoqi stumbled into the water, struggling to emerge from the water, the raft was two feet away, spit out the bitter sea water in his mouth, and swam towards the raft with water. Climb on the raft, only to find that the rope connecting the raft and the simple sail has been torn off by the huge force of the waves, the simple sail floated to the distance, and wanted to retrieve the simple sail, but felt that the simple sail was useless, and was too lazy to drag it back, and reached out to test the flow of the sea, but the ears clearly heard a sharp whistling, beckoned to look northwest, only to see a little black shadow on the sea surface undulating with the waves, from time to time to cover the waves gushing out.
"There's a ship?" Shao Xiaoqi was shocked into a cold sweat, hurriedly went into the water and hid her body in the water, grabbed the raft with both hands, and looked over there. At this time, the field of vision was narrower, and I couldn't see the boat, and I thought: Even if it is a fishing boat, it is not less than ten miles away from this time, and the people on the boat really see me?
It didn't take long for a small sea boat to come by the waves, and Shao Xiaoqi vaguely saw a person standing at the bow of the boat looking this way.
In the sea here, Puji's warships and sentinel boats are infested from time to time, and the fishing boats that appear at this time, except for the clansmen from Wuling Mountain, Shao Xiaoqi really can't imagine any other possibilities. There was a sudden ecstasy in his heart, and he drew two handfuls of shrubs, wrapped them in two bundles, and rowed towards the boat.
When I got closer, I saw that the ship was a flat-headed pointed sea boat that was often used as a sea sentinel boat, with a three-masted sail hanging in the middle and back of the hull, except for one person standing leisurely on the bow of the ship, and another person standing on the top of the black pong to adjust the sail angle, and there was no human figure in sight.
Shao Xiaoqi saw that this boat was not consistent with what the clansmen who had infiltrated the island, and there were too few people on this boat, although he had never had the opportunity to sail, but he also understood that the three-masted small sea boat was not something that one or two people could indulge, and the initial excitement was suddenly like snow and was completely melted away by Tang Wo, and he clenched the iron sword that was no longer sharp, and waited for dozens of Puji bandits to rush out of the Wupeng cabin, but he couldn't stop his hands and feet trembling slightly.
Shao Xiaoqi half-squatted to see the boat approaching, but he still didn't see the third person out of the cabin of Wupeng, he couldn't help but stand up, when the boat approached, a huge wave surged, Shao Xiaoqi stumbled, and almost couldn't stand up and fell into the water.
"Brother, would you like to get on the boat to take shelter from the storm?" The man at the bow of the boat said with a smile.
Shao Xiaoqi thought: You and I sat on the raft for fun, but did not relax our vigilance, staring at the man at the bow of the boat, in the afterglow, the man on the top of the cabin fastened the sail and walked towards the bow of the boat.
"If my brother wants to go to Wuling Mountain, you might as well get on the boat." The man at the bow continued.
Shao Xiaoqi was shocked, and saw that the person who rushed to the bow of the boat from behind was far higher than himself, knowing this, it was better to pounce on it first, and restrain the person at the bow of the boat, it seems that his identity is higher than that of the person who hung the sail.
The man in the back said: "There is a man lying in the cabin, you may want to meet him, but he has been dehydrated for some time, and when we took him to the boat the day before yesterday, he had fallen into a coma, but he vaguely shouted 'Wuling Mountain, Wang' and so on, and now he is awake, he is still very weak." Seeing that your situation is only better than his, I guess you are also going to Wuling Mountain. ”
Shao Xiaoqi didn't know which person on the island had encountered this ship, if they just guessed that they might go to Wuling Mountain, it was reasonable, but the two of them controlled the sea boat that usually took nearly ten people to control, but the doubts in their hearts were deeper.
It has been eight days since he left Puji Island, and if he hadn't stayed on the nameless island for four or five days, how could he have been able to survive in the stormy sea until now, and it was not easy for the people in the cabin to hold up to the front, but I don't know what happened to the other 20 people.
Thinking that the master had said that there would be no life on this trip, and thinking that others had been buried in the belly of the sea, but for the sake of this slim hope, more than 20 people on this trip did not hesitate at all.
The two people on the boat didn't seem to have any malicious intent, but the people's hearts were unpredictable, if they were detained together with the person in the cabin, and they couldn't catch Wuling Mountain, the hopes of the hundreds of thousands of people on the island would be dashed.
Thinking about it like this, he said: "It's not that Xiaoqi rejected the kindness of the two brothers, it's just that I didn't go to Wuling Mountain, but enjoyed myself in the wind and waves." Still couldn't help but say: "Since the two brothers were saved from the shipwreck, they might as well fulfill his wish, and many people will be grateful for their merits." As he spoke, he bowed deeply to the two people on the boat, but when he looked up, he saw Sun Lai leaning against the hatch and looking at him, his eyes full of tears.
The man at the bow of the ship sighed and said, "There are still two hundred nautical miles away from the coast, and the sea is very bad, how sure are you that you can have your life in the Wuling Mountain, for a little more hope, it is worth your life to fight?" ”
Shao Xiaoqi didn't know why the man at the bow of the boat was so sure, and he looked like he knew everything, knowing that he couldn't hide it, so he said calmly: "It's not that Xiaoqi doesn't trust the two brothers, it's just a matter of a hundred years of our clan, and I can't tell you honestly." ”
The man at the bow of the boat showed an approving look, walked out of the bow of the boat, floated to Shao Xiaoqi's side, and before he could react, he waved his sleeve, grabbed his shoulder with his left hand like lightning, turned back and jumped back to the bow of the boat, and put him down.
Shao Xiaoqi saw the speed of his move, and he didn't have the strength to resist at all, only felt a wisp of Dan breath penetrating in, only when he wanted to restrain himself, he fell down.
When Sun Lai saw Shao Xiaoqi being arrested, his heart darkened, and he thought: You finally showed your true colors, but the skills that that person showed at this time were unheard of by him, even before Wang Xiangong, he couldn't reach him much.
When the man saw Shao Xiaoqi fall, he burst out laughing and said to the other person: "Brother Jun, it's rare for a Baiyi clan to cheat people like him. He said to Shao Xiaoqi again: "Your ancient practice of breathing boxing is still only in the realm of Xiaocheng, and the two acupoints of Tianchi and Tianquan are the key points, I have passed through the inner Guan acupoints, how can I restrain you, you stand up and speak." ”
Those who practice the ancient breath fist to the realm of Xiaocheng are not without Dan breath in their bodies, but the Dan breath is pure and weak, and it is difficult to detect. Even the practitioner himself is difficult to notice, only knowing that he is restrained in the two acupoints of Tianquan and Tianchi, and his whole body is unable to move.
The ancient practice of breathing boxing is a secret art of Baiyi, but compared with other Dan breathing techniques, the progress of this technique is very slow, few people have practiced it for hundreds of years, if it were not for this situation on the island, even Mo Ruiping would not have selected hundreds of people on the island to practice this technique secretly, but for more than ten years, few people have been able to break through the realm of Xiaocheng, and it can be known that this technique has to be practiced as a last resort.
Shao Xiaoqi saw that the man also knew a lot about Gu Lian Xiquan, but his heart calmed down, guessing that he was very likely to have a deep relationship with the Baiyi clan, stood up, supported Sun Lai, who was still weak and weak, turned his head to look at the man, his face was slightly red, and said, "Dare to ask what is the relationship between my brother and my Baiyi?" ”
The man laughed and said, "Your suspicions are so serious, I will tell me my identity, and you will not tell me the whereabouts of the king of Baiyi, namely Mo Ruiping, but you can rest assured that I have no malicious intent, and I will let him send the two of them to Wuling Mountain safely, I just hope that you will not make trouble in the future voyage." ”
Shao Xiaoqi said secretly: Don't talk about you, even this person's skills will kill the two of us.
After all, the two clansmen who sneaked to the island knew very little, Shao Xiaoqi thought about it thoroughly, and he didn't think that the person surnamed Jun would be a character in the Central Plains.
Listening to the man's tone, it seemed that he would not go with the boat, and seeing that the raft under the boat did not float away, he thought: This turtle son is cheap. I thought again: It seems that he only doesn't know the whereabouts of his master, as long as he keeps this point and doesn't reveal it, it's okay to go with the person called "Dead Water", and he glanced at Sun Lai, knowing that he had the same idea in his heart.
The man clasped his fist at the man who hung the sail and said, "Trouble Brother Jun to take them to Anxi to go ashore, if Anxi can't go ashore, you can only trouble Brother Jun to return to Jinghai." ”
The man who hung the sail smiled: "Why don't you be so polite, just let the passing water obey the orders." ”
The man seemed to think of something, and said, "You tell Liang Bao that Panmu boxing is a secret art among his people, let him return it for me." After that, he floated down to the raft that Shao Xiaoqi had tied, and the waves were dividing, and the raft was already a few feet away.
Shao Xiaoqi didn't know that the Panmu Boxing was an improved version of the ancient practice of breathing boxing, but the name of "Liang Bao" had been mentioned by the clansmen who sneaked on the island, and he thought: Could it be that this person named Jun Shushui will hand us over to Liang Bao?
looked at Sun Lai, saw that his eyes were the same as his own, with expectations and doubts, and thought: Who will this person be. Thinking that this time more than 20 people were very likely to be the only ones who survived, Sun Lai and his face was gloomy.
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