"Cursed?"

Davy Jones was stunned: "There is no curse for me. ”

Freedom to sail on the endless sea, shuttling between the bottom of the sea and the soul of the national capital, is an unparalleled temptation for a sailor who dreams of the sea, and Davy Jones has it at his fingertips.

"Since you're bidding, and I'm asking for your sword, great weapons, and crafts. ”

"Impossible!"

The oath-keeping sword is now his life, and the sword is gone, and it is not for anyone to pinch and rub it round.

"I mean, after you die, your sword is as rare a treasure as your soul. ”

That being said, if Gordon does die at sea one day, it's a question of whether the soul will be able to escape.

"Deal!"

Gordon pondered for a moment, seemingly making this decision with difficulty, but his heart blossomed, because if the development of the world line is followed, the life of the octopus head is not long.

For Davy Jones, Gordon's accidental death is also a kind of death, and it seems that he will cause more trouble for this arrogant guy in the coming time.

"Happy working together!"

The two of them were kind on the surface, but they both had sneers on the corners of their mouths, and they were full of bad water and ready to calculate the other one.

When Gordon left the Brandy, he had an extra black mole in his palm, and unlike Captain Jack, this point was not a target, but a command.

"Remember, you only have three chances to command it. ”

Before leaving, Davy Jones asked for this, and the eyes that looked at Gordon and the oath sword in his hand were completely naked possessive, and it made people hairy.

A dinghy, carrying three exhausted men, rows from memory towards the place where the Jackdaw left, and the future is unknown......

The red star glides slowly across the sky, intoxicating, adding a touch of bright red warmth to the bleak moonlight, like blood.

"What's that?"

Mitch lay next to Gordon, and the sailor was the only one paddling.

"Of course it's a savior, otherwise it's all life. ”

Gordon didn't know what it was, or why the Oath Sword unlocked the immense power, but the Oath Sword came from a song of ice and fire, and the Red Star should not exist either in the historical records or in the Pirates of the Caribbean world.

A terrible speculation arose that a strange world had been mixed in.

They drifted on the sea until noon, and the three of them were a little tired from rowing in turn, and the dazzling midday sun made people a little unable to open their eyes, and the red star was still hanging in the sky, like a bright line.

The three men who lacked fresh water had chapped skins and the sea as far as the eye could see, except for the reef.

Although they had encountered several shipwrecks, they had apparently been cleaned by David Jones, and there was no fresh water to be found in the tattered cabins of floating corpses that had been left in the sea with their throats cut. A bucket of stubble black bread soaked in sea water is the biggest catch, and it makes people cry when they say it.

The reason why there has been no news about this area for a long time is that it is the hunting ground of the Flying Dutch, and there is no one left.

Gordon took out the compass from his bosom, carrying the compass with him was the basic quality of a captain, confirmed that the direction of the drift was still facing northwest, and then lay down again.

"Let's go down as the sun sets. ”

After muttering, he turned sideways to avoid the sun.

That night, when there was a sudden wind on the sea, Mickey scooped up a piece of broken wood from the sea, which seemed to be a section of a submast, and several people took off their clothes, and fixed the ropes they had fished out of the water as sails, and finally sped up a little speed.

But when they reached the White Shark's anchorage, the ship had lost sight of the ship, and the Jackdaw had disappeared into the middle of the ocean.

Gordon holds a compass and determines the route according to the stars in the sky, and now they have only two choices, either drift to a small island to get food, or reach the bustling route to be rescued.

As the wind rose, so did the waves, which were negligible for the Jackdaw, but at this moment made their voyage very difficult.

This could not help but remind him of the time when he first fell to Sakhalin.

"It's a big deal to start over, work hard, and try to reach the route tomorrow during the day. ”

"Yes, Captain!"

Gordon tried to forget about his big ship, imagining himself as an old man and a fisherman in the sea, battling the wind and waves and sharks, and looking out over the lighthouse on the coast. I don't even feel like I'm singing.

"The evening breeze blows lightly in Penghu Bay, and the white waves chase the beach...... Where's the beach?"

Paddled a boat, hummed a song, and the sea breeze blew under the starry sky and blood, the sea water was clear, and the sky was full of stars reflected under the starlight.

I don't know how long it took, but cold and hunger swept in, and I fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, the sound of a sailboat rowing across the waves woke several people from their sleep.

Gordon, who opened his eyes, was a little weak, after all, no matter how strong a person is, he will feel the weakness of his body if he doesn't eat or drink for a day, let alone row desperately.

"There are those who have fallen into distress!"

The shouts from afar made him smile unconsciously, he was blessed by the aura of the protagonist after all, whether it was the sudden appearance of the red star or the sailboat.

"Shouldn't I believe in Jesus? No, wasn't Jesus a precursor?"

"Woke up and had breakfast to eat. ”

A two-masted schooner with the Dutch flag approached, and the rope was thrown on the sea, and was picked up by Gordon.

"I'm sorry, because there have been a lot of people who have fallen into the water recently, so I can only let you sleep here for the time being. ”

The only person who could communicate aboard the Dutch ship, known as the Voyage, was a young 12-year-old sailor who brought the most rudimentary of food.

As an armed merchant ship, the Far Voyager has some good firepower to deal with the increasingly rampant pirates in the seas, and the captain is not very good.

A circle of pirates tied under the mast, all of whom had escaped from the reef area, wanted to grab a ship and leave, but met the vicious-eyed captain of the Far Voyage.

Any group of more than three people must abandon their arms and be questioned before approaching, and if one of them has pirate markings, they will all be tied to the mast, and those who do not accept will wait for the shelling.

"It's been a bit rough in this area lately, and we're all about pirates and ordinary sailors who have fallen into the water. ”

The little sailor made an apologetic expression, and then prepared to lock the door to the warehouse, which he didn't know was a void for locking the little iron to Gordon.

"Hey, hey, wait boy, if you can let me meet the captain, this is yours. ”

Gordon pulled out a large handful of silver coins from his waist, which he could not even move his feet in an instant, which he might have earned for ten years without eating or drinking.

He swallowed his throat, then walked up quickly and poured it into his pocket: "Mr. Ding!"