The summer sun shines on the blue sea, and as far as the eye can see, the water is clear and translucent, and schools of colorful fish chase each other and swim happily. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 From time to time, a few lazy seabirds fly in the sky, gliding slowly in the brackish sea breeze.

In the leisurely life at sea, time flows quietly like this......

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed.

Every morning, after eating breakfast, Iron Slag would go out on deck to blow the sea breeze and bask in the sun, supervising Hagrid and Bi Tianye to teach Iron Bell and Lilith. Occasionally, he would go fishing with the captain or go to the mechanical cabin for tea with Doudou. Quinn and the chef form regular partners, clamoring to play cards every night, but they won't gamble, so few are willing to play with them.

By the time of DR3714-7-15, after a long journey, the Star River finally arrived in the northwest of the Far Eastern Continent, a small fishing port closest to the Ancient Temple.

"Woo......"

In the morning, the Star dropped several heavy anchors and gradually stopped moving forward amid a long whistle.

The captain, iron slag and others gathered on the deck to say goodbye to each other.

"Friend, I wish you a smooth journey." The captain held out his hand to the iron slag and said. He had originally planned to go with the other party to explore the treasures of the Temple of Glory, but now that he had a mission, he had no choice but to give up.

"Friend, I wish you a smooth journey, too." Iron Slag shook the captain's hand and said solemnly.

Saying goodbye to a deep-sea fisherman is always as simple as that. A blessing encompasses the past, present, and future.

After saying goodbye, Tie Slag and others boarded the dinghy one after another. Before leaving, the iron bell was dressed neatly, and came to the dinghy with a gun and sword on his back.

"Have you thought about it?" The chef asked.

"Hmm." Iron Bell nodded firmly.

The cook was silent for a moment, then turned to the iron slag and said, "Friend, I will return her to you." ”

Iron Slag was stunned for a moment, then reacted, nodded heavily, but said nothing.

"Child, you've grown up, it's time to go out and see what you're doing." The chef grabbed the iron bell's shoulders with both hands, looked her in the eyes, and said slowly.

"Thank you, for all these years of taking care of ......," she said, her voice choked and tears welled up in her eyes.

"As it should be...... Yes......" the cook muttered, gradually letting go of his hands. After a while, as if he had suddenly remembered something, he hurriedly fumbled up and down, and then took out a package from his bosom.

When the package was opened, it was a red coat.

"Here, put it on, try ......it on," he said, and the cook opened his coat and put it on for the iron bell.

She caressed her coat, and from the brand-new thread, it was not difficult to see that he had done it overnight. For a while, bits and pieces of the past came to mind. In the kitchen on a winter night, he served her steaming ginger soup; In the kitchen on a summer night, he gently shook the fan to dispel the stuffiness of her reading under the oil lamp......

The person in front of her is also a father, a teacher, and a friend, but she can't repay it. But she knew that he never needed her to do anything for him, just for her to live well.

At this moment, a sea breeze blew, and the bright red coat rose with the wind, like a fluttering flag.

Looking at the iron bell in the captain's coat, the captain smiled, took off the black boat-shaped hat on his head, and buckled it on her head.

"If you lose your hat, you lose your ship." The captain said with a smile.

"Hmm." Iron Bell nodded.

In silence, the cook gave her one last last look, then turned his back and told as he went:

"Wherever you go in the future, remember that you are a deep-sea fisherman......"

"In your blood, there is glory from the deep sea."

Tie Ling closed his eyes, took a deep breath, bowed deeply to the departing back, and then jumped up, jumped onto the dinghy, and shouted: "Go!" ”

"Yes!" The sailors on board responded in unison, then turned the throttle, twisted the rudder, and with the roar of the engines, steered the dinghy away from the Star River and sailed towards the distant fishing port......

About half an hour later, Iron Slag took Hagrid, Quinn, Lilith, Iron Bell and others ashore at the dock and set foot on the land of the Far East.

It's a small fishing port with small boats on the shore that can only fish inshore. It's half past nine in the morning, and many fishermen returning from fishing have set up stalls on the beach to sell all kinds of seafood.

"Sweet potato porridge, rice fish, braised pork and braised eggs, pickled vegetables and salted pork, fish balls and fried tofu ......"

As far as the eye can see, there are rows of simple snack stalls made of tin tricycles on the beach. According to Tieling, this is a food stall unique to the coastal region of the Far East. They process the food in the evening and then let it cool until it's time to eat, and then reprocess it. The advantage is that it is convenient, and it only takes a few minutes to serve the table.

After going ashore, Tie Slag and the others found a relatively clean food stall and sat down to eat a hearty breakfast.

The sweet potato porridge in the Far East is very distinctive, and it is generally boiled in a large pot and then eaten when it is cool. It tastes cool and a little sweet, and it is even more umami when paired with the "white wave fish" that is cooked in salted water and cooled. If it is soaked in sesame oil and chili oil, it is spicy and fragrant, it is even more perfect.

After eating, they rented a dilapidated minivan in the harbor and headed for Yaochi Town, the largest ancient town nearby.

"Master, are you tourists?" Soon after getting on the bus, the enthusiastic Far East driver struck up a conversation with Hagrid.

"Sort of." Hagrid, who was sitting in the passenger seat, replied.

"Are you going to visit the distant mountain Yao Pond?" The driver continued.

"Hmm." Hagrid replied casually.

"You're here to come to the right place, Yaochi is beautiful, legend has it, it's a place for fairies to bathe." The driver said with a smile.

"Can I take a shower there?" Lilith, who was sitting in the back, interjected.

"It used to be okay, but now it can't, and you will be fined for going swimming." The driver said.

"Fines? What is a fine? Lilith asked inexplicably, in the Southern Cemetery, there was no such thing as a fine at all, only "collecting taxes" and "looting".

"A fine is a fine, it's someone who asks you for money." The driver said.

"What if I don't give it?" Lilith asked curiously.

"They're going to chase after you, it's annoying." The driver replied.

"Can't you hit them?" Lilith asked.

"No, they're all old men and old ladies, they're all old, are you embarrassed to beat them?" The driver said with a painful look on his face, as if he was recalling some unbearable past.

"What's not to fight......" Lilith muttered heartlessly.

"In the Far East, bullying the elderly is condemned." Hagrid, who has been to many places, said.

The people in front of him were chatting enthusiastically, but the iron slag looked at the green mountains and green waters outside the car window in a daze. It didn't take long for him to feel a little sleepy, so he casually pulled the iron bell on his side to make a pillow and fell asleep.

On the mountain path, the van staggered along, and everyone except Hagrid and Quinn, who were in charge of safety, gradually fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took......

"Get out of the car and eat!" "Eat, eat, get up."

Irons, awakened by Hagrid and Quinn's rough voices, gave them an unpleasant look, got up and got out of the car.

It's night, the sky is full of stars, and all around are black mountains and rocks and trees, and it looks like a wilderness.

A faint glow of fire came through the cabin in front of the side of the van. As far as the eye can see, it is a wood-paneled suggestion hut, less than twenty square meters in size, half of which is an open shop, and the other half is an ordinary small room.

Approaching the hut, a man in his forties from the Far East greeted him, nodded and said.

"Bosses, please, we have pork and rice noodles to eat here."

"Whatever you have, you can come." The driver said familiarly.

Walk into the cottage, which is only a few square meters in size, with two small wooden tables and some low wooden chairs.

"Bang Bang ......"

There was a crash behind him, and when he looked back, Hagrid was walking in with his shoulders hunched. Due to his relatively large size, he hit the door frame directly if he was not paying attention just now.

"Hey......" Hagrid smiled awkwardly at the iron slag, then pulled over a small bench and sat down at the table.

By the time everyone had entered, the hut was so small that there was no place to turn around.

"The conditions here are difficult, and I have wronged you." The driver said slightly apologetically while drinking tea.

"It's okay, as long as you don't eat anything to spoil your stomach." Quinn said.

"Don't worry, we Far Easterners are the most particular about eating, and if you dare to serve something unfresh, you will directly smash his shop." The driver patted his chest and said.

"But why do these peanuts taste so soft...... "Quinn said as he chewed on the little peanuts on the plate on the table, frowning and wondering.

"This ......," the driver grabbed a handful of small peanuts, put them in his mouth and chewed them for a while, and said, "No problem, it's just a little damp." ”

Iron Slag and Hagrid immediately exchanged glances, and were about to say that they were not eating, when suddenly there was a loud metal knock outside.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

"Ahh When the driver heard the voice, he was so frightened that he spilled tea on the ground.

"I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, if you want to live from now on, leave to buy road wealth!"

"Dare to say no words, go forward and rub your head, die in the wilderness, don't bury it, send it to Wangxiangtai, and never come back!"

Three Far Eastern men with red cloth on their heads approached the hut, one striking a gong, one carrying an old-fashioned shotgun, and the other holding a daguan knife.

In the next second, several figures streamed out of the room.

a large, sturdy man, carrying a gun and a great sword, with his hands on his chest; A tall and thin man, his eyes were like electricity, with four knives pinned to his waist, and his hands naturally drooped; a well-proportioned man, carrying a gun and a sword on his back, and his face was as cold as a knife; There are also two girls, also fully armed, with murderous faces.

The three of them were startled, looked at each other, and then turned around at the same time, singing a mountain song as they walked forward.

"To be honest, I am also homesick, the old mother at home is full of gray hair...... their singing is full of emotion, and it is extremely loud, echoing between the mountains and fields, and it is far away.