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Under his feet is the soft and fine sand made of powdered shells, white as jade. In the distance, the coconut grove stands tall, gently swaying with the sea breeze, and against the blue sky and white clouds, it looks like a beautiful ink painting.

When Fang Xiaobao boarded the white sandbank, he felt the beautiful scenery around him, and he was relaxed and amazed.

All captives were released. The leader of the Baishazhou pirates, Shui Ji, who is also the honorific title of the local natives, has sworn allegiance to follow. Of course, Fang Xiaobao wanted to repay the favor and return all their people.

The fleet was parked at the pier. Fang Xiaobao led his subordinates through the protective wall and came to the interior of Baishazhou. Mizuhime leads the way, with a respectful attitude, and seems to have begun to adapt to her current role.

Come to a coconut grove. There is a star beast that looks like a deer but not a deer, and looks like a horse but not a horse. After the introduction of Shui Ji, this is a special product of Baishazhou a star beast called red deer, docile temperament, fast running speed, domesticated by the local aborigines, specially used as a land vehicle.

Fang Xiaobao approached and saw that these red deer had two horns on their heads, and they looked beautiful, so he liked them very much. In particular, there are two largest red deer, which are as white as jade and look extraordinary.

"Your Excellency, please."

Shui Ji personally brought a white red deer and invited Fang Xiaobao to ride. In her words, the white deer is a sacred spirit animal in the eyes of the local natives, and only the most honorable guests are qualified to control it.

"Sister Poseidon, this is your mount!" Fang Xiaobao said with a smile.

Shui Ji didn't deny it, and smiled: "From now on, this white deer belongs to the Holy Lord. ”

A pair of white deer male and female. In order to show respect, Fang Xiaobao rode a buck, leaving the hind to return to the sage. Shui Ji and Guan Yinghao and others ride ordinary red deer. Led by her, the group walked through the coconut grove and headed due north.

The deer has a saddle on its back and no reins. Fang Xiaobao grabbed the two antlers and rode the white deer to gallop. Along the way, the scenery is constantly changing. The star beast named Red Deer ran extremely fast, and it was flat and steady, without feeling any bumps.

Walk through the tidal flats. Officially enter the interior of White Sands Island. As far as the eye can see, the man-made road is lined with trees and wooden houses. Indigenous people can be seen everywhere, carrying clay pots on their heads, fetching water and cooking, living a leisurely and comfortable life.

I saw Mizuhime leading the team. The indigenous people on both sides of the road cast reverent glances and bowed in salute. Obviously, Mizuhime, the god of the sea, is definitely a god-like existence in the minds of the local natives.

At most, it will only take ten minutes.

On the right side of the road ahead, a manor house appears. The whole is made of palm wood, with a high wall on the outside, and a native samurai guarding the entrance.

As a deity in the minds of the aborigines, Baishazhou is supreme. Mizuhime has twelve palaces. This manor is one of them, adjacent to the coastal defense line, and is the home of Mizuhime.

At her invitation, everyone walked into the manor, and although the interior environment was not luxurious and elegant, it was also beautiful and generous, with the characteristics of the island.

Walk through the garden to the vestibule. It's spacious and bright, with everything you need. There is also a large long table in the middle of the hall.

"Your Excellency, please take a seat."

At the invitation of Shui Ji, Fang Xiaobao was not allowed to sit in the main seat. The sage Guan Yinghao and others sat on the right side. The original owner, Mizuhime, and her two right-hand men sat down on the left side.

After that, I saw Shui Ji clapping her hands, and immediately an indigenous girl brought all kinds of delicacies.

The local aborigines and races are different from those of the Chinese. Men have dark skin, deep eyes and high noses, and are mostly thin and small. In Fang Xiaobao's words, it looks like a monkey. But the indigenous women are all good-looking, plump figures, with long shawl hair and wheat-colored skin, which is quite exotic.

Fang Xiaobao is quite self-respecting, after all, he has the big hat of 'Holy Lord' on it, his eyes are not squinting, and he pretends to be steady. The group of cow ghosts and snake gods under him couldn't hold back, and they stared at the indigenous beauties one by one.

It's very strange that many of the high-level people brought by Fang Xiaobao are alienated. To be honest, the appearance is quite scary.

But these indigenous beauties are not afraid at all, but are full of interest in strange-looking guys such as the ghost and the lion, and they are flattering.

Seeing that Fang Xiaobao was surprised, Shui Ji smiled and said: "Our bereaved people were regarded as evil aliens by the ancient dynasty, but in overseas lands, these indigenous people are just the opposite, in their beliefs, the bereaved people are descendants of the gods, with powerful abilities endowed by the gods, and are extremely respected and admired. ”

Fang Xiaobao suddenly realized after hearing this. No wonder these indigenous beauties are not only not afraid of ghosts when they see them, but they are also very enthusiastic. Perhaps in their minds, the uglier they are, the more heterogeneous they are, the purer and more popular they are.

After hearing this, Ah Ghost Crazy Lion and the others were so happy that they couldn't close their mouths. The knife mantis even waved the four mantis hands on his back, showing off his unique talent. Just imagine, they used to live in the Chinese mainland, like rats crossing the street, everyone shouts and beats. Now that it is popular, the excitement and joy in my heart can be imagined.

The dish is good dish. Mainly seafood and fishery, there are also a lot of meat and vegetables, and with a kind of corn that is abundant in the local area, it is sweet and delicious, and the taste is wonderful.

I am a bereaved person, and I know that the bereaved person eats a lot. Mizuhime is hospitable and open to supply. More than a dozen indigenous beauties served food non-stop.

A meal full of wine and food. There are also indigenous beauties flirting, eating ghosts and others are very happy, and their good feelings for Shui Ji, the new partner, have doubled.

Fang Xiaobao didn't eat much. After eating, seeing the table full of delicacies, he looked at Shui Ji and asked tentatively: "Sister, you Baishazhou doesn't seem to be short of food?" ”

"The sea has endowed us with endless resources, and with the cultivation of our people, we are not short of food, but we are also rich."

Shui Ji said this with a smile, and then seemed to guess the question that Fang Xiaobao wanted to ask next, and said: "As for why we are pirates, this is a custom passed down by the local indigenous ancestors...... When I was idle after the busy farming, I went out to sea to fish, and at the same time intercepted passing merchant ships and asked for some scarce daily necessities! ”

There is no shortage of food for the aborigines of Baishazhou, but some daily necessities such as clothing, porcelain, knives and other daily necessities are not produced locally.

Metallurgical metal products, in particular, are in extreme scarcity and must be obtained through robbery.

Fang Xiaobao nodded after hearing this. For him, Pak Sha Chau is rich in products and abundant food resources, which is no small surprise. As for other daily necessities, it is not much of a problem.

"Holy Lord, since your subordinates are attached, all the people on Baisha Island should obey your orders!"

Mizuhime showed her heart again. Make a small request at the same time. The natives of Baisha Island are divided into 18 tribes, numbering more than 100,000, led by 18 tribal chiefs. They worship Mizuhime as the god of the sea and obey his jurisdiction. But now that the owner has changed hands, these chiefs are inevitably dissatisfied, or unwilling to obey, and they still need Fang Xiaobao, the Holy Lord, to use the means to make these tribal chiefs willingly attached.

Fang Xiaobao nodded after hearing this, and then looked at the sage. The two looked at each other and smiled.

After lunch.

According to Fang Xiaobao's request, Shui Ji immediately summoned the chiefs of the eighteen tribes in Baishazhou, as well as some prestigious tribal elders. There were hundreds of people, gathered in the antechamber garden.

When Shui Ji solemnly introduced Fang Xiaobao and explained that Baishazhou would be under the jurisdiction of this Holy Lord in the future. As she speculated, there was strong opposition from the tribal chiefs and senators.

The indigenous language is awkward, and Fang Xiaobao can't understand it. But from the angry looks on these guys' faces, it's not hard to surmise that they are reluctant.

It's time to pretend again! |

Fang Xiaobao had already prepared. Cast a glance at the sage. Immediately, an invisible force enveloped him, and his body soared directly into the air, suspended in mid-air.

There was no doubt that a group of tribal chieftains and elders were stunned by Fang Xiaobao's move. No longer arguing with Shui Ji, one by one looked at Fang Xiaobao hanging in the air in surprise.

"Ankahu Akbar!"

On pretending to be forced, Fang Xiaobao said second, no one dared to call it first. I saw him open his arms like a magic stick, and now he learned and sold to say a word in an indigenous language. Immediately, colorful mist emerged from his hands, wrapped in corn seeds, and sprinkled in the air.

Under the watchful eyes of these tribal chiefs and patriarchs, the seeds fell to the ground, immediately took root and sprouted, and grew and matured rapidly in a short time.

It's only two or three minutes. A corn field appears in the garden clearing. The ears droop heavily, and the corn with full grains is a miracle.

Seeing the unbelievable expressions on the faces of these natives, Fang Xiaobao was extremely proud.

If you want to pretend to be forced, pretend to be thorough!

I saw him hanging in the air, his eyes showing indescribable pity, his arms raised high, and he shouted again: "Ankahu Akbar! ”

God is great!

This is translated into the Chinese language.

Indigenous people are inherently ignorant. Witnessing the miracle happening with his own eyes, he no longer dared to have the slightest doubt in his heart about the introduction of Fang Xiaobao, the real messenger of the gods.

"Ankahu Akbar! (God is greater)"

"Alai Empty Eyes! (My Lord Provides)"

All the tribal chiefs and patriarchs immediately prostrated on the ground, facing Fang Xiaobao, as if worshiping the gods, and performing the highest etiquette.

At this moment, Fang Xiaobao was extremely proud. He knew better than anyone else that these fools had been completely conquered by a miracle directed by himself and the sages.