Chapter Eighty-Eight: Fighting the Giant Waves and the Mirage

Zhu Qi took the strip of cloth and slowly uncovered the strip of cloth according to the instructions of the old woman, and a dark red handwriting appeared on it, but it was impossible to tell what the words were, and Zhu Qi looked up at the old woman.

The old woman stared blankly at the dark red on the strip of cloth, and reached out to stroke the strip of cloth: "This is the note that the child's father hid in the compass, it is a suicide note written by him with his own blood, and now I can't see what the words are, but these words have been imprinted in my mind!"

The strip of cloth was slowly smoothed, and the old woman's tears dripped onto the strip of cloth one by one, "In Huansha Valley!" the old woman finally opened her mouth.

"What?" Zhu Qi was confused by the sudden words, and asked, "What is in Huansha Valley?"

The old woman sat back in her position weakly and said: "The blood book written by the child's father is the words 'in Huansha Valley', he found Xiaotong back then, and he found it in Huansha Valley, but I don't know why he came back alone, or came back after his death, why didn't Xiaotong come back?"

Only then did Zhu Qi understand that maybe Xiaotong and his father really found Huanshagu and saw Xiaotong, but for some reason he didn't bring Xiaotong back, there are questions in this, why did Xiaotong and his father find Xiaotong and write a blood book? As an old fisherman, since he can find Huanshagu, then he can also find a route home, but everything is not developing according to common sense.

With questions, Zhu Qi said: "Grandma Chang, how did grandpa die back then?"

The old woman's eyes were blank, and she clenched the smoothed strip of cloth in her hand again, and began to tell as if she was angry: "The child's father was beaten to death, and after the body was found, the government conducted a special investigation, and the cause of death they gave was that the bones of the whole body were broken and he died of serious injuries!"

Zhu Qi was stunned by this: "How can this be?"

"I also want to know why this happened? Overnight, I lost my husband, I lost my children, I lost everything!"

Zhu Qi held the old woman in her arms and used her true qi to comb the old woman's body, she was afraid that the old man would be too excited and would not be able to survive.

After calming down for half an hour, the old woman spoke again: "Do you still want to go looking for Huansha Valley?"

Zhu Qi nodded firmly!

"Child!" the old woman had no choice but to take the bamboo qi, "You are sure you want to go, and I will not stop you anymore, Xiaotong and his father went out to sea on the day of the high tide on September 15." In addition to the legend of Huansha Valley, there is another legend on our side, that is, on the day of the high tide every year, there will be a mirage in the open sea, just like a heavenly realm!

At that time, the child's father guessed that the mirage was Huansha Valley, but no one dared to go out to sea to fish on the day of the tide, so no one had ever seen the mirage in the East China Sea. It was because of this speculation that Xiaotong ventured to go to sea on the day of the tide, leaving me alone in the end!"

Zhu Qi comforted the old woman for a while, and after the old woman finished crying, her eyes were bright and she said: "Child, you really want to go to Huanshagu, please bring this compass and blood book, if you can see Xiaotong, you must give this compass to her, just say that his father is with her! I'll wait here for them to go home!"

The old woman swallowed after speaking, and lay peacefully in Zhu Qi's arms, Zhu Qi just hugged the old woman, sitting quietly in front of the door, looking at the Far East.

On the second day, Zhu Qi buried the old woman on the top of a dirt slope behind the house, and the grave just faced the direction of the East China Sea, where an old man was waiting for her husband to return, waiting for her daughter to return!

On the tombstone, Zhu Qi only wrote "Grandmother Chang's Tomb", and did not write who erected the monument, she left this position to Xiaotong, if Xiaotong can really be found, then she will write it herself.

In a blink of an eye, it has come to September 15, and Qingzhu City is the most lively city on this day, whether it is a local or a foreigner, they will gather to watch the tide in the tide viewing square set up in Qingzhu City.

Everyone is happy, everyone is excited, and the surging tide also drives the surging of people's hearts.

Everyone's attention was on the tide, and no one noticed that in the seaside town a slender and delicate figure was driving a fishing boat out to sea.

In the seaside town for half a year, Zhu Qi learned the control of the ship, rocking the oars Zhu Qi to meet the tide, she must reach the deep sea area before the tide comes, otherwise the tide will surge, and the ship will not leave the dock.

After rowing for more than an hour, Zhu Qi has been far away from the coast, turning back, you can still vaguely see the grave of the old woman on the uphill slope, it seems that the old man is waving to her, calling her name, telling her to turn back quickly, but she must not turn back!

Gradually, the sea water swelled, seemingly weak, but the undercurrent continued, and only an infinite white line was slowly approaching in the distance.

Zhu Qi didn't dare to be careless, packed up the oars, lowered his body, grabbed the boat with his right hand, and passed an iron ring through his left wrist and clasped it tightly at his elbow.

The wind is very calm, the tide is huge, the first line of tide hits the hull of the ship, in the turbulence, the waves wet Zhu Qi's clothes, and the mouth is also poured into a mouthful of seawater, salty and astringent, and the sea water hits the face painfully.

This is just an appetizer, the real tide is still to come, as the so-called wave of unevenness is rising again and again. Before the first tide was over, there was a surge in the sky, higher than just now, faster than just now!

The second tide brought not only the tide, but also the black clouds that gradually gathered in the sky, and the tide lifted the boat high and fell down heavily, and if it were not for special preparations, other boats would have been scattered by the sea long ago.

After persevering through the fifth tide, the next time we will face the largest surge, which is different from the previous times, and the previous times were all turbulent. This time, it is like a waterfall flowing, the tide is as high as a hanging waterfall, if you can survive this time, then the next step is simple. If you can't persevere, although Zhu Qi is not fatal, you will have to wait another year to have a chance.

Time was tight, she didn't have much time to spend waiting, her brother waiting for her, and her mother to find.

In the face of the tide, there is no 100% certainty, and now with thundershowers, how can a difficult one understand!

A dazzling electric light illuminated the dim sky and the sea, and then thunder roared, and lightning flashed one after another, and the boundless sea in front of me was like a canvas, allowing the tide and lightning to splash ink on it.

After a while, the raindrops like beans shot straight down, cool and powerful, smashed on the face, cold and cold, and slowly turned into rain lines, dense and slender, like a translucent sword, shooting directly into the sea from mid-air, splashing fine splashes, disappearing in a blink of an eye, rippling in circles, like beautiful flowers constantly blooming......

The rain grew heavier and heavier, and the waves surged one after another, and finally in the midst of thunder and lightning, the tide rushed to the bow of the ship.

People watching the tide on the shore will definitely say that this is a magnificent beauty, but on the drifting lonely boat, Zhu Qi is delicate and weak, but firm and unyielding.

The huge tide lifted the lonely boat into the sky, like a floating leaf, swaying, the huge tide exerted its strength again, a wave crashed over, and the boat disappeared into the vast sea.

The tide was still surging, but no one was fighting it, it might be boring, and after three great tides, the sea was calm again, but the thunderstorm was still there, as if chanting a lament.

Thunderstorms come and go quickly. Soon, the rain stopped. The horizon gradually returned to light, and the ocean surface ushered in warm sunshine, like a cheerful dancer, the sun danced from far and near.

When the sun shone into the sea, a plank emerged from the sea, on which lay a feeble maiden.

Supporting his body, Zhu Qi raised his head, raised his head slightly, and showed a resolute expression at the corner of his mouth, after the wind and rain, he finally saw a rainbow, and the air under the rainbow was not a salty seawater smell, but also seemed to have the fragrance of the sun.

Lying on the plank, I don't know where to go next, I took out the compass left by the old woman to discern the direction, but I was no longer able to paddle, so I could only rely on the surging power of the sea water and drift at will.

The tranquility after the rainstorm was broken by the retreat of the rainbow, and a beautiful picture scroll was opened in the sky, and Zhu Qi was also moved by the picture in front of him, like a fairyland on earth, with green mountains and green waters, pavilions and pavilions, and the fairy could be vaguely seen frolicking on it.

It's not a dream, but it's like a beautiful scenery in a dream, and it looks real but can't be sprayed at first, "Is this a mirage?

Regardless of his tired body, Zhu Qi slowly rowed towards the fairyland, but the good times did not last long, and the kung fu mirage that was only a blink of an eye was scattered in the air.

Remember the direction, paddling hard, an hour later, the coma defeated the persistence, lying on the plank, Zhu Qi closed his eyes, his dry lips were like cracked earth, his lips opened and closed, and murmured: "Just ahead, just ahead!"

When Zhu Qi woke up, it was pitch black in front of him, touched his side, and sat up in shock.

Touching the darkness, Zhu Qi tried to stand up. At this moment, a ray of bright light shone in from the outside, hitting her eyes, piercing her eyelids.

A contemptuous voice came from the light: "Yo, you wake up, just wake up, I don't have to serve you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the figure departed.

Zhu Qi dragged his tired body, slowly stood up, got up from the hard bed, and walked towards the light.

Through the bright light, the scenery is picturesque, the birds are singing, and a huge waterfall cascades down in the distance.

The picture here is a little familiar, just like the beautiful scenery of a mirage, breathing the fragrant air, Zhu Qi is puzzled: "Is this the Huansha Valley?"

"Hmph, do you still know that this is Huanshagu? It seems that you must be someone who is plotting against you, and when you meet the deacon, you will definitely be sent to feed the fish!" There was another contemptuous voice from beside him, and there was a hint of cruelty at this time.

Zhu Qi naturally heard the threat in his words, but the situation was unknown, so he didn't dare to act rashly, and turned to the place where the voice came from, where stood a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, with shrewd eyes, a thin chin, and a small mouth and facial paralysis.

Zhu Qi said: "Thank you sister for taking care of you!"

The girl ignored Zhu Qi's words and said, "If it weren't for the arrangement of the deacon, I wouldn't want to take care of you, and the deacon would also be a blind delay, so it would be better to let you die by the sea!"

Hearing this, Zhu Qi's only trace of gratitude was ruthlessly extinguished, and the person in front of him was not a life-saver, so why should he say thanks, straightened up, and stared at the girl's eyes.