That's right, it's sad.

This crazy-looking man has a sad mood all over his body.

Zhao Lan looked at his crawling body, at his arms stretched out with difficulty, at the hideous face on his face, and at his eyes that were staring at the largest, and he felt the despair in the depths of his eyes.

Zhao Lan has always believed that the emotion of sorrow generally only appears in the weak, and despair is a symbol of cowardice.

But looking at the poor man in front of him, he couldn't afford to feel any contempt in his heart.

If what the little monk said was right, then this man's wife should have fallen into the hands of thieves, and what would happen to the poor woman in the hands of this group of bandits who were mad and blood-drinking.

He doesn't have to think about it.

He was married at Blue Star.

He knew the grief of losing his wife.

And whether this man's wife lives or dies, it is a kind of sorrow for this poor man.

The pain seemed to have been mild, and the ragged man crawled faster, but it seemed that the sharp pain had stimulated his head, and instead of rushing to the monk, he grabbed the little Taoist trouser leg and asked the question again with a hideous face.

Zhao Lan knew what the turtle slave meant, and naturally understood why the ragged man was so crazy.

Stopping Le Tao, who had just woken up the little monk and was about to break the man, Zhao Lan walked in front of the man in tattered clothes and squatted down to look at his face.

"Who do you say is the turtle slave?"

The ragged man's pupils were slightly dilated, and the sequelae of the violent impact just now seemed to have been slowly reflected, but he still waved his hands wildly, grabbing around him indiscriminately.

Feeling that the waving hands grabbed someone's clothes, the ragged man immediately struggled to crawl towards Zhao Lan, clutching his clothes tightly, raising his head like a snail, and staring at Zhao Lan with scattered eyes.

"You're not a turtle slave." Zhao Lan looked at the man who was grabbing his clothes, a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, and he said a word in a light tone, which was considered to comfort him.

When the ragged man heard Zhao Lan's answer, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the force in his hand loosened, ready to let go of Zhao Lan's clothes.

"But where are you and the turtle slave now?" Seeing the smile on the corner of the ragged man's mouth, Zhao Lan immediately snorted coldly, grabbed his neck, lifted his body slightly, and said with a mocking face: "The hatred of taking your wife, this is the hatred of the heavens, but you are indifferent, and you spend all day in prison, I really feel worthless for your wife." ”

As soon as the ragged man heard Zhao Lan's taunt, he grabbed his clothes again, but when he heard Zhao Lan's next words and looked at the mocking expression on his face, his face suddenly showed an expression that seemed to cry and laugh.

"You know the ...... of"

Seemingly unable to argue with Zhao Lan, the ragged man just spit out a few words, then stopped talking, and closed his eyes and stopped looking at Zhao Lan's face.

"Of course I don't." Zhao Lan nodded slightly, looked at the three people who were hostile to the ragged man in his hand, and continued: "A lady who fell into the hands of thieves and suffered humiliation, but she lived in prison safely, and did not want to escape, does the man still have any backbone. ”

Zhao Lan's words were like sharp arrows, and an arrow shot into the heart of the ragged man, making his face show a painful look.

"You have been locked up on the island for so long, and you have been waiting here to die, and you are raised for nothing, and you are really ashamed to be with you."

In the end, looking at the ragged man who opened his eyes again and had a bleak flow on his face, Zhao Lan let go of the hand holding his neck, held the arm of the ragged man, and said in a low tone: "With the time you have been here to eat and wait for death, it will be enough for you to escape and save your mother." ”

Looking at the expression on Zhao Lan's face, the ragged man stared blankly for a few seconds, and then sneered.

"Get out? Stop dreaming. ”

After laughing for a few seconds, the ragged man slowly got up, sat up with his back against the wooden railing, looked at the other three, and finally his eyes stayed on Zhao Lan's body: "They are all pirates who lick blood from the knife edge, kill people without blinking, you are just a butcher, I advise you not to go against them." ”

Zhao Lan laughed lowly when he heard this, raised his right hand, took the cadre out of the ring, stretched out a section from his sleeve, and sandwiched it between his fingers, revealing a section of the blade of the short sword.

"Butchers can kill people too, don't underestimate me!"

The prison suddenly became quiet.

Not only did Le Tao and the three of them look at Zhao Lan's right hand blankly, but even the ragged man who had been sneering at him had a stunned expression on his face.

"You have a knife? How did you get in. ”

After being silent for a long time, the ragged man finally squeezed out a sentence from his throat, and his tone was full of incomprehension.

"Don't ask me how I got the knife, tell me everything you know about the island."

Putting away the blade between his fingers, Zhao Lan looked at the ragged man in front of him with a smile, and continued: "Introduce yourself, my name is Zhao Lan, a native of Bianjing. ”

Looking at Zhao Lan, the ragged man was silent for a long time, and finally looked at Zhao Lan, and said with a blurred look: "My name is Su Zhan, and I am a Shudi Xiucai. ”

Holding Su Zhan's hand, Zhao Lan looked at Su Zhan with encouragement on his face and motioned for him to continue.

Leaning on the wooden fence behind him, Su Zhan frowned and shook his head, and continued to say to Zhao Lan and the others: "Actually, I don't know much about this island, although I have been locked up on this island for more than a year, I have never left the range of this Jedi for half a mile. I only learned from these bandits that this island is called Juao Island, and there are 8 affiliated islands around it, and there are many gold mines on this island......"

"Gold mines?" Su Zhan was just halfway through his words, and Le Tao, who was beside Zhao Lan, suddenly shouted out in surprise: "There is still a gold mine in this place where birds don't?" ”

Seemingly dissatisfied with Le Tao's fuss, Su Zhan glanced at him with disdain, and then continued to Zhao Lan: "At that time, when my wife and I were heading towards Goryeo on a sea trade ship of the Wu family in Suzhou, suddenly a group of pirates appeared in front of the ship and tied us up, and then we were sent here blindfolded. On the way here, I heard, heard that they had captured Cuiyun......"

Speaking of this, Su Zhan finally couldn't help but choke and lowered his head, covered his face with dirty hands, and cried loudly.

Seeing this, Zhao Lan patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and persuaded in a low voice: "The deceased is gone, but the living are strong." ”

Then he seemed to remember something again, and asked with an uncertain look on his face, "You just said that the ship you were on was sailing to Goryeo?" ”

Su Zhan nodded, stopped crying, and continued: "The silk of the Wu family in Suzhou has always been traded with overseas countries, and I have been playing in the Great Song Dynasty with Beinei, and I have traveled all over the country, so I wanted to go to Goryeo, but I never thought about ......it."

Zhao Lan sat on the ground, listening to Su Zhan's cry, his mind spinning quickly and recalling the global map in his mind.

According to Su Zhan's words, they should be in the sea north of Suzhou and south of Goryeo at this moment, could it be that they are in Dongying?