Hearing Lily's voice over his shoulder, Charles pointed in her direction.

A few dozen meters in front of the street is a square, which is full of people, and there are many roadside stalls similar to barbecues.

"This is the pedestrian street of the earth, right?" said Charles.

Buying Lily a bag of oysters stewed with milk, Charles walks into the bustling square.

It seems to be a local market, with all kinds of food and performances, and Lily's eyes are about to bloom.

Just as Charles unconsciously walked to the edge of the square, a hideous-looking blind man with sunglasses appeared in front of him, his face was flesh and skin sticking to each other, looking like some kind of burn, this terrifying face looked so out of place among the handsome men and women around him.

There is also a sign at the feet of the blind man. Written in oil paintings, 100 echoes a piece.

Looking at the torn cloak on the blind man, Charles guessed that his business was not very good, but also, who would find a blind man to paint.

The blind man crouched crouched beside his drawing board, unspeakably pitiful in the bustling surroundings.

At this moment, three young men with shoulders on their shoulders walked by and kicked on the drawing board, watching the blind man squatting on the ground and picking up something, and the three of them let out an unbridled laugh.

Charles frowned slightly when he saw that everyone around him was ignoring all this and didn't even bother to look at it. "The people on this island are not only weird, but also cold. ”

The kind-hearted Lily couldn't see it, so she rushed up with the mouse and put the blind man in order to draw paper.

Sensing that someone was helping him, the disfigured blind man burst into tears. "Why!Why am I so unlucky!!"

Charles walked over and thought for a moment, then said to the blind man, "Don't cry, draw one for me." ”

Seeing that there was business, the blind man didn't care about being sad, sniffed his nose and quickly stood up.

"Sir, please sit here. He stumbled and pulled a folding chair out from behind his sketchpad.

Watching the blind man skillfully adjust the paint, Charles had a trace of curiosity in his heart, how can a blind man even see how he can draw?

While Charles was thinking about this question, the blind man turned the palette in the direction and touched his hands towards Charles's face.

"Touching the bones and drawing?" a thought just popped into Charles's head. The blind man had already picked up a paintbrush and started drawing.

This intrigued Charles, who wondered how the blind man's skills were.

After a few minutes, the blind man stopped his paintbrush, took the work off the drawing board, and respectfully handed it to Charles.

"Bang!" the nervous Charles kicked over the folding chair, hurriedly took three steps back, and subconsciously touched the holster on his waist with his right hand.

It's not Charles on that canvas, it's Anna in life!

The sound of the folding chair falling to the ground immediately attracted the attention of the blind painter, who felt panicked on his face.

"Sir, don't I look like a drawing? Don't go, I haven't eaten for three days, give me a little, have mercy on me." ”

Charles took the painting with a complicated expression, and took out a few hundred-dollar echo notes and put them in his hand.

Feeling the touch in his hand, the blind man's terrifying face suddenly showed ecstasy, and he bowed deeply in the direction of Charles. "Thank you, sir, for your mercy on my poor man, and may my mother bless you. ”

"Can you read minds?" asked Charles, who was holding the drawing paper.

"No, no, it's just some useless ability that comes out of blindness. The blind man cowered humbly, his face flattering.

Charles's fingers slowly ran over Anna's face, and the imaginary memories flooded back in his mind.

"Gao Zhiming, I like you, can I be your girlfriend?"

"Gao Zhiming, stop playing games, I'm much more fun than games. ”

"It's okay, isn't it just to travel underground, what's the matter, with me with you, we will definitely go out!!"

Charles's expression distorted slightly, and his bruised hands gripped the edge of the paper with force.

Lily jumped on Charles's shoulder, "Mr. Charles, who is this sister, so beautiful." ”

While one man and one mouse were talking, the blind man raised his chin and sniffed something with his nose.

Charles, who still didn't make up his mind to tear the painting, slowly rolled up the painting and stuffed it into his arms, and said with a hint of melancholy on his expression: "Let's go, Lily, let's go back." ”

The blind man behind him was about to raise his hand and shout to stop, but he didn't say anything as if he was afraid of something.

On the way back, Lily clearly sensed that Mr. Charles was somewhat absent-minded, and the white mouse immediately guessed that it had something to do with the portrait.

"Could it be that the sister had an earth-shattering love affair with Mr. Charles, just like in the play, and then she ruthlessly abandoned Mr. Charles??"

When Charles returned to the inn, three more envelopes were placed at the door, this time with two sailors and the cook.

With the addition of the dead, half of the crew of the entire one-man show is almost gone.

"These people are a little too anxious, and they will resign as soon as they are safe, why not wait until they return to Coral Island. Charles, who was a little irritated, pushed the door open and walked in.

Lighting the oil lamp, Char took out the painting in his arms and stared at it for a while, then clipped her drawing paper into his nautical diary.

Pulling out the pen on his chest, Char began to write a nautical diary, but before he could write a few words, another envelope slipped through the crack in the door.

"If you want to get off the boat, say it directly to my face!"

Then there was no movement outside the door, and Char, who had an ugly face, walked over and opened the envelope to take a look.

When he saw that it said Deep, his expression immediately became serious. "Lily, come out with me. ”

Lily jumped onto Charles's shoulders again, and the brown rats followed like a carpet.

"Mr. Charles, why are we going out again?"

"Something is wrong, Dipper's kid is in danger. ”

"Huh?" Lily's eyes widened.

Charles opened the letter and shook it in front of her. "This thing could never have been written by him, that kid is an orphan, he can't even read all the words, how could he write a letter of resignation! This thing was forged by someone else!"

Charles, who reacted, also found that something was wrong with his previous resignation letter at this time.

If the crew members don't want to do it, most of them will leave directly, and those who have a better relationship will resign in person like Old John at most, and those who will write resignation letters are definitely a minority.

And the beautiful flower characters are not at all like those written by the five big and three thick people who beg for a living on the sea.

When he came to the street and looked at the islanders around him, Charles felt that something was wrong at this time, and he said to Lily on his shoulder: "Your rats are scattered, and call all the people who can be found on the narwhal now." ”

"Good!" Lily squeaked twice, and the brown carpet on the floor instantly dispersed.