Experience would show its value at this point, and sure enough, as Sha Kun had expected, the fog would really dissipate after an hour. One second it was shrouded, the next second the sea level began to gradually reveal its true face. The poet was in charge of the lookout, the monoculars, everything was arranged according to the ancient times, but the accuracy was much stronger, about ten nautical miles away, he vaguely found an island out of the water.

According to Sha Kun's experience, as long as there is a shelter at this time, they must go, otherwise it is really unpredictable whether they can cope with this storm with the current ability of several of them, so Wang Ling quickly adjusted the course without the slightest hesitation, and they had to rush to full power before the storm came.

Sure enough, the sky began to darken, and the sky was still clear, but now it was like a gloomy evening, the clouds were wrapped in mysterious black, lower and lower, and the sails were blown loudly, and it was like an arrow from the string that quickly cut through everything that could stand in its way. The bow of the ship passed through the surging sea water at high speed, and from time to time the bow of the ship was raised and fell, and it was already difficult to stand on the deck at this time!

This is only the front line of the storm, at this time Wang Ling has begun to gradually lose control of the ship, the large swing makes people unable to stand firm at all, the internal organs are violently colliding with each other, the waves set off through the bow of the ship directly hit the face of the person, two or three rounds down, if Sha Kun does not take over in time, I am afraid that the ship will sink with the big guy.

What's even more panicked is on the deck, the stronger the wind, the more important it is to control the sails, the three brothers showed their role at this time, except for Zheng Jiuwu can barely cope, even the old skin was pushed under the cabin, and the poet Li Xin squeezed into that small space constantly colliding with each other, anyone who has no experience in confrontation is not allowed to stay, and this is just the beginning.

Shakun's experience worked, his composure saved the lives of these people, unreasonable waves after waves, raging storms ready to tear the thick ropes away. Even Wang Ling was about to vomit out the bile at this time, he didn't even have the ability to stand firm, he could only use a big rope to trap himself on the pillar reluctantly, although he and Sha Kun were very close, but the two couldn't hear each other when they spoke, anyway, now everything can only be handed over to him to deal with.

Strangely, the pain only lasted for about five minutes, and the wind began to decrease, and Sha Kun said that this was their only chance, but every storm would be preceded by a quiet, a brief moment of tranquility. It was this tranquility that allowed the ship to gradually return from the runaway Mustang to its original course, and the skilful cooperation allowed the Undead to finally reach the island they had discovered.

If stories like coincidences, then coincidences start here, and Shakun frowned a little across the distance, and this island looks a little weird. Sha Kun has some knowledge of the surrounding seas, especially those islands that are mostly inhabited, and he can't think of how there can be such an island on this route? The tall gray buildings that can be clearly identified by the naked eye are densely distributed, relying on the gaps between the cliffs and squeezing together with difficulty, how could he not know about the island of people?

So Shakun asked the three brothers in the local dialect, and the latter looked at the buildings with some frustration after finishing the sailing, the Indian Ocean was a haven for pirates in the traditional sense, and this trade route was once dotted with pirate ships. And what worries Sha Kun the most is that the tallest of them has a bunker-like structure on top of it, which is designed to look like a human skeleton!

Wang Ling also began to probe while holding on to the window strings, and he noticed that the rocks were dark in color, bare and not even the most common moss, and it was very quiet, and the silence was terrifying.

"Death breath ......," the word popped out of his mouth.

"What?" Sha Kun didn't understand, Wang Ling came back to his senses and glanced at Sha Kun and said: "In our hometown, there is such a way as feng shui, which divides qi into two kinds, angry and dead. Anger is the breath that makes all things grow and flourish. Death is lifeless, impenetrable death breath. However, any such place is not very suitable for living and is not suitable for productive activities, and such a place is avoided by us. Even if people who don't understand choose to live here, they will feel uncomfortable, qi, it is invisible, invisible and intangible, but it is real. ”

Sha Kun touched the silver cross on his chest and said, "You mean this one is suitable for the devil to live in?" ”

"It can be understood that our culture is different from you," Wang Ling said, "In our words, this place is probably too resentful, and if there is a choice, I want to give up the idea of going up." ”

Looking at Wang Ling's serious expression, Sha Kun smiled and said: "That skeleton means pirate king's city, I also remember that there is a legend that in the early days it was said that there was a group of pirates, a group of undead, they came and went without a trace, and the guns were useless to them." Once, they were surrounded and disappeared into plain sight like a dream. ”

"Story," said Lao Pi from the cabin, bowing his head, "It really makes me uncomfortable to death, but this wind is really fast." He was okay, the poet was pale and let Li Xin hold him, I didn't think that this little girl could stand it, but the overflowing corners of her mouth still showed her discomfort.

"We don't have a choice," Li Xin said, "Is it really that terrible here in Wangling?" How does it compare to the coming storm? ”

"We have to go to the island," Sha Kun said, "otherwise it's too late, this place can be a natural shelter from the wind, you see this is the original dock, whether there is really a devil here, at least I know that if we don't leave, we will be nothing." ”

Going to the island is the only choice, there is no choice, although Wang Ling has a diaphragm in his heart, but he is still grateful to God for sending such a place, you must know that in the vast sea, the probability of encountering an island is not as great as imagined. And there was a natural dock, a boat parked, an anchor chain, and a lot of ropes tied up, at least the "Undead" and them were saved before the black rain clouds.

The rain began unexpectedly, and before they could find shelter, the clouds were extremely low, the lightning was whistling and intertwined, and they had to find the buildings, or the thunder and rain would soon crush them.

There are a lot of gray houses here, but the strange thing is that when the group rushes over, they find that they can't find the door to enter. At a height of about two people above the ground, there will be a window about two meters apart, and these windows are not sealed. The dark window openings make people feel a little creepy to look at, they are hollow......

This kind of height is difficult for Zheng Jiuwu and Lao Pi, the two of them came to the simplest cooperation, Zheng Jiuwu swished on the window, glanced inside, it was dark and couldn't see anything, a smell of mildew and chaos.

Seeing that he had been lying on his stomach at the window for a long time, Wang Ling shouted, "How is it? It's raining heavily! ”

Zheng Jiuwu poked his head out, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning in front of him were indeed too exaggerated, and after pondering for a while, he still put down the rope and was caught by Lao Pi and Sha Kun, and he took advantage of the situation and jumped inside. After a while, there was movement on the other side of the rope, and Lao Pi said to the big guy: "That window is very small, and it can't stand people, fourth brother, you go up first, let me help Li Xin go in, you two are good inside, and the plague god is sure that it is safe inside." ”

In this way, like a monkey fishing for the moon, they jumped in one after another, and it was still very dark inside, and the light was swallowed up by the darkness before it could penetrate through the window. So as soon as they entered here, several people couldn't help but shiver, and a chill arose. Old Leather rubbed his arm, trying to relieve the cold, but his body told him honestly: you can't do it, because the goosebumps are rising layer after layer.

And Sha Kun was trying to light the fire, he only had a kerosene lighter, the faint light could shine a small range, there seemed to be no tools to make a fire here, it was an empty house, and he gave up after turning around.

"Damn the rain," complained Lao Pi, "I got off the boat in a hurry, and I didn't even bring anything to stutter, what if it really took three days and three nights?" Uncle Sha, you have a lot of knowledge, how long will it take for the storm in this situation to stop? ”

"It's hard to say," Sha Kun shook his head and said, "It will be scattered in a few hours, and it will be seven or eight days long, so be patient." ”

Unexpectedly, he waited from day to night, and the lightning and thunder still did not stop, and Wang Ling was awakened in a burst of sleep, surrounded by undulating snoring. Before going to bed, it was Li Xin who was in the middle of him and Lao Pi, after all, such a girl always had to take good care of her, he subconsciously touched it with his hand, empty! Thinking that Li Xin had fallen asleep, he continued to probe for a while, until his whole arm stretched out to the face of the poet next door and caused his dissatisfaction, and he found that the little girl was not here!