Chapter Seventy-Seven: Humans or Ghosts?

Could he be right? The crowd began to flock to this place, perhaps, the watchtower was a symbol of power, the one-eyed dragon once stood here looking down on his thousands of horses, a symbol of power like royal power, but today it was stood by a group of outsiders.

The guns in the bow of the ship had been erected, and under the wall, the arrows and gunpowder handles were aimed in their own directions, and the excited people only waited for that order to turn them into a puddle of flesh in an instant. Some people were naturally afraid, but some people were unusually calm, he kept staring at the one-eyed dragon, and the crowd automatically gave way wherever the one-eyed dragon went. He was wearing that kind of navy-style dress, even the well-informed Li Xin didn't know which dynasty and which country this was, he was equipped with a long sword on his left side, a short musket was inserted in his waist, his long hair was fluttering in the wind, his pitted face showed his experience, and his tall and burly figure told the world that this was a powerful and confident opponent.

His gaze never left Zheng Jiuwu, that young man, he was too young, with maturity and calmness beyond his age, and that powerful power made him vaguely return to that bloody era.

Finally, the moment his hands were spread, all the shouting stopped. Judging from his appearance, this person actually has a standard oriental face, but the Western-style dress that matches him is not so inconsistent.

He looked at the people on the city wall, looked at it, and slowly looked up and laughed, and the more he laughed, the louder it became. Slowly, the people around me also echoed and laughed, what are you laughing at? In fact, they didn't know, they only knew that their leader was smiling, so there must be a reason, so in Zheng Jiuwu's opinion, those people were no different from the second fool, and he only had the one-eyed dragon in his eyes.

Sure enough, the one-eyed dragon reacted quickly, and as soon as he beckoned, the person next to him sent a rope with an anchor hook, and after waving it twice in his hand, he grinned at Zheng Jiuwu with a mouthful of big black teeth.

With a "whoosh", the anchor hook crossed an arc and fell down against Zheng Jiuwu's arm, frightening the poet's head on the side to shrink back, and his action was laughed at by those onlookers, and it was not difficult to see from their expressions that they were laughing at these people It was really useless, and even this would feel scared.

Soon, someone tried to climb, but the one-eyed dragon turned his head and kicked the man hard, and the man bowed his head and walked away. I saw that the one-eyed dragon grabbed the rope with one hand and tried it, and his legs instantly stepped on the wall and swished up, his eyes never left Zheng Jiuwu, as if it was a beloved prey, for fear that one would let him slip away by accident.

But what was surprising was that at the moment when the one-eyed dragon was about to reach the top, Zheng Jiuwu actually stretched out his hand! That's right, he actually wanted to pull that guy! And the latter did not refuse his kindness, unceremoniously accepted, and when he jumped to the highest peak of the castle, everyone else subconsciously left the place, and the real owner finally returned.

With his eyes closed, he slowly raised his head and let out extremely loud and deep breaths, as if everything was telling the world that I was in charge of everything here. And when he slowly opened his arms again, the earth-shattering cheers erupted into the loudest echo, and the whole island was set on fire at this moment, and their king was everything.

After swearing sovereignty, he turned around and looked at the intruders, one by one, his eyes were full of disdain, and when his eyes fell on Li Xin's body, he stopped for a while, only for a moment, and soon he left.

"How many years...... he finally spoke, his voice was extremely magnetic, trembling in the vicissitudes of life, but without losing confidence, this person actually spoke authentic Chinese.

Everyone was waiting, waiting for his inquiry or scrutiny, but he still said to himself: "I waited too long, I thought it had been forgotten by the world, hahaha......"

Turning around, the one-eyed dragon looked haughtily at the most silent man among them, "Tell me, how did you find here?" Who brought you here? ”

The person he asked was actually Wang Ling, and he could tell at a glance that he was the core, not the most powerful person.

"Storm," Wang Ling said truthfully, "we were brought here by the storm, but we don't want to be here but there is a master, we have no malice, just a group of lost people." ”

"Storm?" His neck suddenly stretched forward, and he could smell a strong smell of wine without opening his mouth, and quickly he pulled out his sword and put it across Wang Ling's neck and said, "I hate liars!" Next time, you won't see the sun rising tomorrow morning......" Suddenly, he slapped his head and said, "Look at my memory, how can there be a sun in this place!" ”

"It was a storm," Zheng Jiuwu took over the conversation, "but there is also a nautical chart, and on this route, we encountered a storm and were brought here." ”

"Who gave you the picture?" That person was obviously attracted by Zheng Jiuwu's words, he put away his accessories, and Wang Ling left a shallow blood mark on his neck, it is conceivable that as long as he sneezes, I am afraid that the artery will be severed.

"Who are you?" This is Zheng Jiuwu's question, "Answer me first, or I won't tell you what you are interested in." ”

"You are not qualified to ask me," he said, "and you have only the right to answer, and I know you are strong, but they are weak." ”

"The strong disdain threats." Zheng Jiuwu's face actually showed a hint of provocation, which was simply a fantasy for him who was used to the plague.

"Hahaha......" the one-eyed dragon laughed again, "O people from my hometown, I thought it had been forgotten for a long time, the last time I thought about it, when were those intruders?" Probably 400 years ago, that guy was pretty good, and he was a friend worth befriending, so I agreed to one of his requests. ”

"Is it the one who is kneeling?" Zheng Jiuwu took out the gold coin in his pocket and said, "It's a pity that he is no longer there." ”

Wang Ling originally thought that Zheng Jiuwu's action was enough to anger that person, but he didn't expect that the latter didn't seem to care at all, but instead looked at Zheng Jiuwu with an approving face and said, "You are very brave, do you know its origin?" ”

"I know what, I don't know what, since I took it, I'm ready."

"You are very similar," he said, "come on, young man, I know you have too many questions, have you heard of an old saying?" 'Seven days in the cave, a thousand years in the world'. ”

"That's a myth and legend," Li Xin said as a result: "It's a story about Rotten Keshan, a woodcutter went into the mountain to chop wood, saw the two immortals playing, saw the time forgotten, and when it was over, he found that the axe in his hand had rotten, but the story is a story after all." ”

"That's right," the one-eyed dragon nodded, "This story is actually flawed when you think about it, the axe is rotten to indicate that a long time has passed, and the woodcutter has also turned into a pile of bones, just like this." With that, he slowly took his arm, and suddenly the people who surrounded him were suddenly shocked and jumped back, it turned out that under the gorgeous clothes, there were actually white bones!

"Are you scared?" The one-eyed dragon laughed, "Don't trust your eyes here," he pulled back his sleeves again, and in between them were muscular arms, which were two completely different presentations in the blink of an eye.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Old Pi jumped and said: "Since you are also Chinese, we just entered by mistake, why should we be so embarrassed, if it is a ghost, after we leave, you will be a priest, if it is a human, you should not treat your compatriots like this!" ”

"Man or ghost?" He was stunned by Lao Pi's question, and after a long time he said: "People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts, I don't know what I am, I followed the picture with you, but once I came in, I couldn't get out." He pointed to the people under the city walls: "It's not just me, they all came like this, but I came a little earlier, and they came a little later." ”