I followed the cigarette bag and pot to the depths of the woods on the island, and I lost my way after a few turns, because no one lived on the island, so the trees here grew surprisingly tall, one by one they gathered enough strength to grow up, and the leaves on the treetops were like big umbrellas, covering the sky, and the fallen leaves all over the ground were like thick

The carpet, although it had rained all day, was not too difficult to walk.

The cigarette bag and pot kept going forward, I was afraid of getting lost, so I followed very closely, so we walked out of this forest, only to see him go straight to a big tree, picked up the thick fallen leaves, under the fallen leaves, I saw a few hollowed out trunks, the gap part was also blocked, the cigarette bag pot carried

and said to me, "You carry one too, and we will use it to reach Fishtail Reef." ”

"How to get there, do you want to drift over?" I asked.

"Yes."

Although I didn't understand his intentions, I did as he said, the trunk is very light, and I estimate that the hollowed out area is very large, and it should not be a problem to use it to float to Fishtail Reef.

As soon as I got out of the water, it was really cold, and my goosebumps instantly rose all over my body, but thinking that I would be able to find my uncle soon, I gritted my teeth and persevered.

The location of the cigarette bag pot is very good, the wind here is blowing in the direction of Fishtail Reef, lying on the trunk of the tree, with the power of the wind, effortlessly drifting into the depths of the sea, if it is not too cold, it is really a good thrill to drift across the ocean in this way.

Because we lost the shelter of the island, the more we drifted out, the stronger the wind became, and now the speed of the tree trunk was several times faster than usual, and the dark clouds on the horizon followed us closely, and after a while, it began to rain again.

It's getting farther and farther away from the island, and now it's a shadow of the island, and I can't estimate the distance between me and the island now, because even if I knew it, I wouldn't be able to go back, and I wouldn't be able to swim back against the wind.

I shivered from the cold, my lips were a little numb, I looked at the cigarette bag and pot, I guess he was not comfortable, and his lips were also frozen blood purple.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and if you use a boat, I estimate that there should be a boat of water now, not to mention reaching Fishtail Reef safely.

"Be careful, it's coming." The cigarette pouch and pot suddenly shouted at me.

I saw that he looked at the front with a straight face, thinking that there was something in front of him, so I quickly looked carefully, but there was nothing in front of him except the deep blue water, "Who is coming?" Who's coming? I asked out loud.

Before the words fell, I saw the cigarette pouch and pot with both hands, he was deliberately closing the distance between us, I was not close to him, but he pulled it like this, and the two of us were even farther away.

"Don't look at me, look at the back." After saying this, the cigarette pouch pot pointed behind him.

Under his instructions, this time I saw clearly, fifty meters away from me, there was a black line that seemed to be absent, this black line could not be seen at a glance, my obedient, what is this.

In this stunned effort, this black line moved forward again, and at the same time, I could see clearly, this is not a monster at all, this is a wave, a wave more than a meter high, but the sea water reflects the dark clouds, turning blue-black and imperceptible.

"Quick, quick, catch the bolt on your body." I saw the cigarette pouch and pot take out a bundle of rope from the trunk of the tree, and he threw it in front of me with a strong flick, and I quickly caught it and wrapped it around my body.

A wave rushed in, and I was hugging the trunk of the tree, so this time, I was directly lifted up, and suddenly my waist tightened, and I was pulled back into the sea, and then look at the cigarette bag and pot, what about others?

After the waves passed, I saw that there were large and small reefs exposed where I was, these reefs were shallow hidden under the trees, and the distance between me and these reefs was only about two meters, if I hadn't pulled this rope just now, I guess I would have fallen to my death on the reef.

Directly in front of us, there was a raised and pointed stone, if it hadn't been dodged in time by the cigarette bag and pot just now, I guess he would have hit the stone by now, and at the same time I also understood why the wave did not crash but rushed over, it turned out that this large reef buffered most of the strength of the wave.

The depression formed by the waves is refilled by the sea, forming a layer of smaller waves that rush forward, and the ripples here are layer after layer, layer after layer, like a fish's tail, and the hidden stones here are densely packed like fish scales.

Fishtail Reef really lives up to its name.

After the waves passed, the cigarette bag pot came out of the water, the rope in his hand was gone, I guess he was tied to the reef in the sea, the trunk was not far from us, floating on the sea side by a while, the cigarette bag pot swam over, pushed the trunk back, and untied the rope around my waist, put

It's tethered here.

"Is it there?" I asked.

"No, it's still far from Fishtail Reef, so let's rest for a while and swim over later."

"Swim? How to swim? Just with your hands. "I looked at the endless sea and smiled wryly.

The cigarette bag and pot ignored me, he lay on the trunk of the tree and gasped, I also understood that the raft and the boat cannot be used here, the stone here is the lurking killer, maybe one day he will **** die on the boat, no wonder he hollowed out the whole trunk to use as a tool, it turns out that this place is so terrible.

I knew it would be like this, and I should have bought some lifebuoys when I came, so I wondered how he knew everything in this water.

After resting for more than 20 minutes, the cigarette bag and pot urged: "Go, or it's too late." ”

"What's too late?" I asked him.

"You'll know when you get there, don't ask now, save some effort."

Untied the rope from our waists, we both shared a trunk and drifted farther away, and as for the other empty trunk, I think it may have been that when the cigarette bag pot was pulling out the rope, water entered the trunk and sank.

The heavy rain has been falling, and we have been drifting, I am already frozen, I feel that my body is getting colder and colder, my head is getting more and more dizzy, and the sea breeze is blowing, like a knife, directly cold in my bones.

I don't dare to think about anything now, my head hurts badly, as if it's going to explode, looking at the boundless sea, I'm really weak, I scolded the cigarette bag and pot in my heart thousands of times, this **** looks at me like this and doesn't know how to help.