The East China Sea at night is vast.

There was a moon in the middle of the sky, and the moonlight was crumpled and sprinkled on the sea, and the sea water was dressed in silver and danced. Rising and falling, swinging left and right, occasionally making a whirlwind in place......

The lonely bamboo raft is like a weak and young girl, and it is also invited into this rhythm, without any disobedience, only a white sail raised, revealing its somewhat stubborn will.

He sat cross-legged on the raft with his eyes closed, next to Zhang Fei. This little thing was still excited in the first few days of going to sea, looking east and west along the edge of the raft, and walking around curiously without stopping. Once, a big wave came, and the raft was lifted high and smashed down, and the unsuspecting little thing was thrown into the air like a black ball of meat, and was forced to perform a very non-standard somersault, and at the end, it landed in embarrassment! After the horror was settled, he learned to be obedient and kept close to him.

He was afraid that something would happen to him again, so he found a rope and tied it up.

Drifting on the sea is destined to be a long and lonely journey. I don't know how much time has passed since the day I went to sea. At the beginning, he also paid attention to the rising and setting of each sun, and silently counted the days in his heart. After a long time, I don't remember it. Because when you don't know when and where a journey will end, time loses its meaning.

They spent most of their time adrift at sea, except for a few times in between, resting on the islands they passed along the way to replenish food and water.

Before going to sea, he did a lot of homework. According to his previous experience in exploring the nearby sea areas many times, he knows that there are many uncertainties in the time, itinerary, and risk of this voyage, so he must make more intensive preparations: indicating tools such as nautical chronicles, compasses, and spirit animal illustrated books should be prepared; Set a reasonable reserve amount for food and water; Healing pills and simple rescue equipment should be prepared; Combat equipment (including offensive and defensive equipment) should be prepared; Other aids, such as fuel, lamps, ropes, household items, etc., are also indispensable...... In order to make it easier to store these equipment, he ruthlessly bought a second-hand storage bag from the nearby cultivator bazaar.

Along the way, however, a man and a dog were subjected to wind and waves, hunger and cold, but these physical tortures were not enough to kill people. What will really be fatal comes from the spiritual level, which is the shattering of hope and the collapse of faith!

At this time, the sea gradually became foggy.

The further you go, the thicker the fog becomes. He got up and took out the compass from his storage bag to align his bearings, making sure he was always moving in one direction, otherwise it would be easy to get lost in the sea of fog.

After driving for about half an hour in the fog, the visibility around him had been reduced to a minimum, and he looked down and couldn't even look at Zhang Fei, who had been lying at his feet, and he called in a deep voice: "Zhang Fei, Zhang Fei!"

Zhang Fei stood up vigilantly at this moment, heard his voice, and immediately responded with a "whining" sound from his nose.

He felt a little relieved in his heart, and a series of "booming" thunder suddenly sounded in his ears! This thunder sound was swift and abrupt, powerful, and terrifying, and shook the waves on the sea and splashed in all directions! He was so shocked that he stumbled, and Rao, who was a great consummation of cultivation during the Qi refining period, was also shocked to the point that the qi and blood in his body were surging, and his ears were ringing and dizzy! What was even worse was that he clearly felt that a huge spiritual pressure was pressing towards this side with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas......