Walking on the long street at night, he found a restaurant to fill his stomach, and Zhang Jiao returned to his rented apartment.

The mind turned, driving the body of the supernatant who had been meditating in the fantasy realm, to return to the real world, bless the earthly grandson of the relics of the gods, and travel to the underground in the far suburbs of Xiangbei City through the anchor point.

At the same time, his Taiqing body changed the crow man uniform in his backpack into a practice uniform, went out and rushed to the 'Five Treasures Pavilion', found a corner in the indoor practice field, and practiced his sword.

This night, Zhang Jiao relied on one gas and three clear powers, and the soldiers were divided into two ways to do their own thing.

The Taiqing body who practiced swordsmanship was under the special care of kindness, and as usual, he learned half a set of powerful swordsmanship.

The body of the supernatant who wandered around in the field to find the dock walked in vain all night, and found nothing at all.

Waiting until dawn, he continued to run around the dangerous Nanyang wilderness, although he was lucky enough to have not encountered any danger, but it was still in vain.

However, since he heard from Lu Wenhao's mouth that there was a phenomenon of smuggling, Zhang Jiao was not discouraged, and insisted on it.

A week has passed in the blink of an eye.

He had already circled around Xiangbei City three times that night, and he had already memorized the natural harbors where boats could be parked, or the abandoned wharves with traces of ships mooring, all of which he walked on the beach.

Suddenly, there was a flash in front of his eyes, and he caught a glimpse of 5 or 6 thick lightning bolts in the sky in the distance.

Immediately after that, a rumbling thunder sounded in the air, which shook people's scalps.

Then the hurricane started and blew like a kite, and your feet were about to leave the ground.

Zhang Jiao looked up at the dark clouds covering the stars and the moon on the canopy, and muttered in his mouth, "The oceanic climate is really unpredictable, and the sky was clear just now, and now there will be a thunderstorm." ”

Before the words fell, the raindrops the size of beans fluttered down from the air and landed on the sand, creating hundreds of millions of small puddles.

In such bad weather, no matter how strong the strength is, it is a sin to walk on the wilderness.

Zhang Jiao didn't mind, because he used the 'One Qi Transformation and Three Clearing' magic power, and when the doppelganger was 3, whether it was mobilizing qi and blood or the power of the divine soul, the consumption was 9 times that of usual, so he simply used his body to support him and continue to move forward.

I don't know how long later, just when he felt that his head was numb from the cold rain, he suddenly saw a little light in the distance flickering and brightening, and he was overjoyed, and blessed the Tuxing Sun in the relics of the gods, burrowed into the ground, and chased after him.

When I looked closer, the light turned out to be a flashlight, held in the hands of a middle-aged man who was trembling in the rain, leading a string of 30 or 40 people, old and young, male and female, marching through the wind and rain with difficulty.

As she walked, one of the girls in the team was so exhausted that she fell to her knees on the mud floor.

The big man beside her picked up the pearl in his palm with all his might, wiped the rain on his face and shouted loudly to the front: "The one who leads the way, rest, there are children, I really can't stand it." ”

As soon as the words fell, someone on the side immediately complained: "Guangliang, your family is all transcendental, how can you not even be as good as ordinary people, and you still rest, is it time to rest!"

The big man said unconvinced: "We monks are not warriors, and we dare not waste the power of our souls to avoid the rain for fear of encountering accidents..."

As soon as he said a word, he was interrupted by a beautiful woman on his left: "Husband, now is indeed not the time to rest, you are strong and must be on guard at any time, I will take Xiaoling and go." ”

Hearing this, Dahan glanced at his wife and daughter distressedly, but for the sake of the safety of the family, he had to hand over his daughter to his wife.

At this moment, a terrible voice suddenly came from the back of the team, "Bao'er, Bao'er, don't sleep, don't sleep, open your eyes and hold on a little longer, and you will be at the beach immediately."

When we get to the beach, we will get on the boat, and then take the boat to a safe place, and there will be medicine for you..."

Then there was a faint dissuasive voice in the rain, "Okay, this lady, the child is gone, you can rest assured that he will go..."

Then the poignant female voice sounded again, "No, no, no, Bao'er is not dead, he is not dead, he is fine, he is fine."

Just asleep, asleep, I'll wake him up in a while, I'll wake him up in a while..."

The middle-aged man at the front with a flashlight to lead the way felt that the team had slowed down, and turned his head and shouted: "Where is this, the wilderness is 100 times more dangerous than the lower district, and there is still leisure to care about others."

If you don't leave quickly, you will get out of the queue for a while, and be careful to accompany the funeral. ”

The big man named Guangliang showed a look of unbearability when he heard this, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but when he caught a glimpse of his wife and daughter who were struggling to trek beside him, he finally swallowed it alive and turned into a sigh.

Eventually, the team left the poor mother and son behind, regained their original speed, and continued to move on.

After about 10 minutes, I finally came to a harbor with great difficulty.

The middle-aged man with a flashlight stopped, touched the rain on his face, took out a flare gun from his arms, and raised his hand to pull the trigger in the air.

Just listening to the sound of 'bang', a very bright signal flare flew straight into the sky, drew a graceful arc at the highest point, broke through the rain curtain and fell into the sea.

Seeing this, someone immediately asked with a trembling voice, "Boat, when will the ship come?"

"Soon, it should be soon. The middle-aged man gasped and said, "Such a big thunderstorm, the wind will become stronger in a while, and it can blow people into the sky."

As long as we arrive on time, the sailors will not dare to delay. ”

That being said, the ship was slow to arrive.

In the midst of danger and being beaten by wind and rain, gradually the team began to become agitated.

And it doesn't matter how angry the ordinary people among these stowaways are, but if the transcendents make trouble, they will be in big trouble.

Sensing that dissatisfaction was piling up, the middle-aged man with the flashlight raised his flare gun and shot it into the air.

After that, he kept shaking the flashlight towards the sea, and when he felt that his arms were so tired that he was about to break them, he finally saw a bright light flashing twice in the distance, and immediately shouted excitedly: "It's coming, the ship is coming, everyone is ready to get on board." ”

The commotion in the ranks immediately subsided.

The restless expressions of the people were replaced by reassuring smiles, and they consciously lined up.

When the ship docked, a burly man with an expressionless face walked down the falling spiral ladder, and said in a deep voice with no one in his eyes: "This time the freight has been paid in advance, and I will only pull 37 people to go, regardless of men, women and children, let's get on the boat." ”

The middle-aged man immediately leaned over, and while motioning for the stowaways to board the boat, he said with a smile: "There are less than 37, only 35, let's count them together."

1、2、3... 36, hey, why is there one more. ”