Chapter 117: The Barbarian Wilderness

The sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and in the blink of an eye, the island has experienced four autumns and winters, three springs and summers.

At the beginning of spring again, there were still no ships passing by. Liu Weifeng thought: "The past three and a half years are not wasted, since the Jiuyang Divine Skill and Swordsmanship have been completed, we can't wait any longer, we can't wait until the hair and beard are all white, right?" What's the use of martial arts? Unless you cultivate to become a god, it is equivalent to wasting your life if you continue to consume it, so it is better to take advantage of the east wind to risk going to sea. Hovering on the verge of death several times, am I still afraid of challenges in my life? ”

He stood up to the west of Xiaoshan and looked at the sea, the sea was vast and unpredictable. It was a great help to think of the shark boat when it came, but the raft was at least half slower, and you had to bring enough food and fresh water, and there was no compass, so if you caught up with a cloudy day, it was easy to go in the wrong direction......

As he was thinking about his journey, he suddenly heard something strange in the southeast, like a small beast whispering, but he had never heard it. So he ran softly along the mountain, and saw two unknown animals crawling up the island on the shore of the southeast corner, one with a fish in its mouth, and its small eyes purring, and its movements seemed to be very flexible, and they were actually looking for a place to eat. The two guys are cute and look a little like ferrets.

"Could it be a sea mink?" He thought, feeling happy in his heart: "This is a farewell gift from God, right?" Hey~"

He slowly squatted down and picked up two stones, but when he saw that one sea beast seemed to take good care of the other, he dropped the fish and watched the other eat the fish from the side, and he suddenly felt compassion. "Go about your business first, and if they are still on the island in a few days, slaughter them and roast them." He thought, slowly retreating from the western slope.

In order to bring water, he racked his brains. Finally, I remembered the method of kneading the island mud to make a kettle, and then burning it into clay pottery over a large fire, but I don't know if it is feasible.

He found a suitable piece of soil and dug up a lot of dirt to spare. Then some stones were mined nearby and piled up into a small arched hole, with many gaps to ventilate and smoke, and a simple kiln was built! Mixing the clay with water and forming a moderately soft and hard mud, he quickly pinched out a kettle that seemed to be visible, and he admired his masterpiece and nodded countless praises in his heart. Then I pinched three more, and I felt that one was more beautiful than the other.

Then, he carefully placed it in the kiln and burned it with a large fire...... I felt that the carcass was hard, and when I struck it lightly with firewood, there was a real sound, and I no longer added fire. After the primer burned out and cooled naturally, he carefully took out one piece.

“Fuck!” He saw that there were many cracks in the body of the pot, and he was shocked, and hurriedly took out a few of them, all of which had small cracks to varying degrees. Wouldn't it be as good as a bamboo basket to draw water? Half a day is not too busy.

I had a good idea, but I had no experience, so I had to rethink and make it. He dug up a lot of mud and made it into a clay pot. He thought that the reason for the crack was probably that the wet mud suddenly lost water and cracked during the calcination process, so he first let the mud pot dry naturally, and in the drying process, from time to time with water in the mouth for fine spraying, the body of the pot absorbs water and then grinds it lightly by hand, until two days later, the pot embryo is dry, shaped and smooth, and then put into the kiln with a large fire.

After leaving the kiln, he worriedly held the clay pot that was burned to brick red and looked at it repeatedly, but there was not a single crack! He hurriedly filled a pot of water, and it didn't leak! It worked!!! "I'm a genius!" He wanted to laugh out loud, but suddenly it occurred to him that there were two new friends on the other side of the mountain, and he didn't want to scare them away, so he suppressed his excitement and only turned a few times on the spot.

"As long as it doesn't leak, it's a goal, whether it's glazed or not, who will do that?" He muttered secretly, only to feel that his joy was difficult to express, and made a lot of clay pots and pots one after another.

Next, he hunted a few hares, and went to the sea to catch some big fish, which were made into mature dried meat and dried fish for dry food. Then it was time to make the raft, and the trunks had not moved for three and a half years, but when I touched them again, they were much lighter, and the trunks were completely dry. He used a stone axe to cut down and groove and make a boat oar and a simple set of tables and stools. Then I made a long enough rope and made some wooden wedges, stone nails, etc.

After the preparations are made, on a sunny morning, the dry food is placed in the jar, all the pots are filled with water, and the dried rabbit skin is sealed......

After the tide is calm, everything is transferred to the boulder, over the years he has already figured out the law of the ebb and flow of the tide, at this time should not be the first or fifteenth day of the new year, estimate the position of the maximum rise of the tide, as a "sail" point, start work! He had to do it in six hours at most, and it was in full swing. Otherwise, if the tide comes in the construction, the progress will be wasted.

In less than three hours, he had set up a sturdy raft with everything in place, and the containers for food and water were deliberately tied to a special fixing frame with ropes to prevent jolting, and he could even say that even if the whole raft was overturned, the clay pots would be safe and sound.

He admired with satisfaction the "Weifeng (Wei Feng) Sea Vessel" he had built, and was very confident to cross the sea.

He has practiced Jiuyang Divine Skill all year round, and his ability to keep out the cold is extraordinary, and he has not felt cold even when he has been naked for several years. But it's time to go, and I suddenly thought about making myself a top.

He still had time to pick up some broad-leaved leaves from the ground, made a waistcoat out of grass and vines, wore various fishbones as necklaces, and braided a ring-shaped hat out of the young tree strips of early spring, with a few seabird feathers inserted into it. "Ho, natives, it's just a little bit of color on your face." He looked at the river and couldn't help but laugh at himself. Isn't it? Shirtless on the island and on the beach all year round, is the complexion more than bronze? It's simply dark and translucent.

Before leaving, he made one last tour of the island. There were still a few hares in motion, which he had deliberately not killed, and they were still their owners a day later.

He heard a peculiar sound coming from the southeast corner, and Fang remembered the matter of using mink to "sacrifice flags", and he had been so busy planning to go to sea that he had completely forgotten about them. He ran quietly and found a small mink in the distance! I'm playing with those two.

"Wow~~ A family of three." Looking at the harmonious and warm picture under the mountain, he couldn't bear it anymore, after all, he was not a murderer. Although he can also be at the top of the food chain in the primeval forest, slaughter is not what he wants, just to survive, people, is a combination of contradictions.

There was nothing else to prepare, so I just picked up some stones and took them with me, so that I could hunt long distances in the sea when needed. Finally, after eating the reserved food and drinking enough fresh water, board the raft.

Everything is ready only to owe the east wind, and he is bored, so he closes his eyes and rests......

The tide gradually rose, and when the tide was full, he arrived at the raft, and when the raft was floating, he went into the sea and pushed the behemoth into the sea with all his might...... Before the tide receded, he had set sail again.

He went out to sea from the east side of the island, made a half-arc and waved goodbye to the island, where he had lived for nearly three and a half years, and then headed west......

It was sunny all day, and the voyage was surprisingly smooth, and he rowed the raft unhurriedly and leisurely, sometimes singing, sometimes roaring, as pleasant as a vacation on a yacht, but without wine and beautiful women. When you are tired, you can rest casually, anyway, it is sunny, and the sea breeze is blowing to the west, so you don't have to worry about getting lost......

On the afternoon of the fifth day, he heard human voices in the distance! For several years, he had become accustomed to the noise of the sea and seabirds, and it felt both intimate and strange to hear it suddenly. The presence of a human voice meant that his wandering days were coming to an end, and he looked at his reserves, and only drank two jugs of water, and there was still more than half a jar of food left. Although he was mentally prepared for the arrival of this day, he still couldn't contain the ecstasy in his heart and accelerated his rowing speed.

A big ship gradually came into sight, he waved and roared excitedly to the boat, and then lyrically sang a few words that came to mind on the spot: "I have waited for you and I have waited for so long, the flowers have bloomed and fallen and you have not looked back, how many days and nights I have missed you in tears, and I look forward to you through the autumn water." The following lyrics will not, and the chorus will be sung directly: "I think of you silently like this, I remember you like this, the clouds in the sky are wandering lazily, do you know my sorrows?" ......" is a love song, and he thinks it is very appropriate to use it in the mood of waiting for the boat.

As the distance closed, he had no intention of singing anymore, because he heard someone on board yelling, crying, and begging for mercy. He thought to himself, "Oh? It seems that there is a fight to fight, so let's wait and see what happens. So he threw a few stones around his waist.

"Hahaha~~ A barbarian is here." When the boat and raft were only a few feet away, a big man on the big boat shouted at Liu Weifeng, and seven or eight people stood on the left and right laughing. The strong man asked, "Hey~ that barbarian, which tribe are you from?" ”

Liu Weifeng knew at a glance that they were not good people, and their faces were tantamount to Gao Daosong and the like, but no matter what, he had to get on the boat to find out the situation, so he said in a strange tone similar to Nemo Star: "My ...... From Ghost Pressing Island. I want to get on board. ”

The intermittent words caused those people to laugh again, probably thinking it was a little funny, and they could also speak Chinese, which was a bit interesting. A tall and thin man teased: "Anyone who gets on our ship will die, hehe, do you dare?" ”

"Do you have ghosts on board? I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid of the ghosts on Ghost Island, you don't die, I don't die. There was another burst of laughter on board, as if a strange plaything had been discovered.

"Where's Ghost Island? Did you bring any money? After the laughter, another asked.

Liu Weifeng said in his heart: "Sure enough, you are not a good person, it turns out that pirates have existed since ancient times, and you are unlucky to be bumped into by me." "Let me go up, my things are all yours, valuable."

Just listen to the strong man and the people next to him, pull this stupid alternative up, it's not bad to tease him when he's free, anyway, don't give him food to eat, starve to death and throw it into the sea to feed Yu Yunyun. Although these words lowered his voice, how could they escape Liu Weifeng's ears? Then the group put down a strip of wood and set one end on his raft for him to climb on.