This route is mainly on land, in fact, there is a second option, that is, starting from the island city, all the way south by boat, through the Yellow Sea and into the East China Sea.

In terms of time, taking a boat is certainly not as convenient as the transportation on the road, and it is not a well-known scenic spot there, and there is definitely no direct boat. Even if there happens to be a ship passing by, it is difficult to say the departure date.

Although with Boss Qin's financial resources, it is not impossible to directly hire a ship for us to go to sea, but the fat man and I are unwilling to alarm him.

To be honest, after all, we are still on paid vacation now, and it is already ashamed to take such a high salary for nothing, and it is not appropriate to trouble others again.

What's more, the disappearance of the little stinky fart is completely my personal private matter, a private matter, what do you make those colleagues who are in harmony think?

Tiandihe not only has the shares of Boss Qin, but also the capital predator Long Wenyu, who has a good relationship with us, is also involved, and the island city is his territory.

This guy doesn't say it's a ship, I'm afraid it's no problem to just use his own private jet to airdrop us onto that small island.

But weighing the pros and cons, we still didn't do it. On the one hand, considering the relationship between Long Wenyu and Boss Qin, the main thing is that he is unwilling to owe him any more affection.

After entering Tiandihe, with the increase of income, I gradually understood a truth. That is, it is not terrible to owe money, but it is terrible to owe favors. This kind of debt seems to be repayable, but in fact it can never be repaid.

Money is such a magic thing, to a certain extent, it can make your worldview and values change, and thinking about problems is no longer an acre and a third of an acre in front of you.

Pressed for time.

Because I want to take Lao Bi, this fat bird is resistant to the pet consignment of the high-speed rail, and today's train tickets are no longer available, and we are not willing to wait until tomorrow. So I immediately contacted the taxi company and negotiated a good price for the next one.

Money is a good thing, and when you bid high enough, all kinds of supporting services will follow. Within half an hour, a taxi stopped downstairs with a smile on the driver's face.

Getting in the car, the two of us went straight to Zhoushi, Zhejiang Province.

As for the supplies that need to be prepared for landing on the island, such as tents, sleeping bags, food, etc., we are not in a hurry, because there must be more shops selling these equipment in the coastal area of Zhoushi, so you only need to purchase them before going to sea.

From Quancheng to Zhoushi, the distance traveled is more than 1,000 kilometers, and even if you take the highway completely, it will take more than ten hours.

The driver was very professional and there were very few words along the way.

Looking out the window at the rapidly receding landscape, warm sunlight pours down from above the front windshield, creating a blinding halo......

The wind and the sun are beautiful, and the spring is just right. Ever since I was separated from the little stinky fart, my world has been covered with a layer of dust, muddy, and the sun and moon have no light.

And the only reason for this situation is not that the enemy is strong and deceitful, but that I am not strong enough!

Sometimes, becoming stronger is not about how profound and ambitious the individual is, but simply to protect the people around him from harm.

I secretly swore in my heart that if I could find the little girl, I would never let this tragedy happen again, and I would protect her well.

Not only the little stinky fart, the fat man, the glutinous rice dumplings, all the relatives and friends I love I have to guard, I want to become stronger! Get stronger!

Thinking of this, I hurriedly retracted my mind and began to recite the five-character proverb in my heart to calm my emotions, constantly recalling the mudras taught by various little stinky farts and the methods recorded in the parchment scroll "Records of the Boundary", and pondering with my heart.

Nothing to say all the way.

After a long journey of more than ten hours, we finally arrived at Nanfeng Mountain in Zhoushi in the afternoon of the next day.

Under the surging sea breeze, the sky and the sea are the same color, and the blue waves are rippling, which is a magnificent scenery.

But after all, the fat man and I are not here for sightseeing, and no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is not as good as the smiling face of a little stinky fart.

After paying the bill to the driver, I hurriedly found a fast food restaurant with the fat man to eat, and then boarded the cruise ship to Feiya Island non-stop.

Feiya Island is located at the easternmost point of the Zhoushan Islands. It is distributed in a long strip, like a powerful giant axe, wrapped in the warm embrace of the East China Sea.

A large flock of seagulls resembles white elves, and they follow the boat, constantly flying down from the sky, quacking at the tourists on board.

There are vendors selling low-quality instant noodles and ham sausages of unknown brands, and many tourists pay for them and then gather on the deck to feed the seagulls.

These seagulls are dexterous, and whether they are throwing or holding food with one hand, they can always easily catch it with their beaks and turn it into a meal in their bellies. People and birds have the same shape, and the sea breeze is blowing, but it is also quite leisurely and fun.

By the time we finally arrived at Flying Cliff Island, it was already getting dark.

The angry waves crashed against the shore, and the sun set in the west, as if it was about to be swallowed up by the tide.

The number of tourists on the pier began to decrease, and the vendors selling souvenirs and seafood were also preparing to close their stalls, leaving behind a dark shadow that gave people an inexplicable sense of desolation.

Looking east, the endless ocean is endless, and the halo is on the water, like a deep jewel.

The tide returned, stirring up the muddy sand of the shallows, and dragging the small boats trapped on the docks, gently rippling like a pair of sunny men wrapped in cotton......

The sea breeze was cold, and I stood with the fat man on the beach for a long time, as if we wanted to discover the island that we were about to land on from the far end of the sea and sky. But the ocean is so vast that it makes you want to cry, and you can't see anything.

Old Bi hovered silently above us, not knowing what he was thinking.

The night is getting darker, and I am afraid that I will not be able to find a boat to go to sea tonight. This situation and this scene can't help but remind people of the famous sentence of the great poet Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty: "There will be a time when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea." ”

I stayed with the fat man at the hotel closest to the East Pier on the island. This hotel is helmed by the famous chef of Hangzhou cuisine, and the signature dishes are two: stewed grouper and lobster, but in my mouth it was like chewing wax.

That night, we fell asleep to the sound of the waves. In my dreams, the little stinky farts swimming in the sea are clearer, but they are still difficult to touch......

Early the next morning, I got up with the fat man, hurriedly ate some of the breakfast buffet provided by the hotel, and ran to the pier.

The sky was blue and the clouds were like cotton. At the moment, the quayside is full of people, most of them wearing brightly colored T-shirts, each with a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of their noses and a sunhat on their heads.

The sunset that looked sick last night also changed its appearance, becoming enthusiastic, and the dazzling sunlight poured down with waves of turbid heat, which instantly roasted people into a trance.