The reefs are continuous, dotted and dotted on the surface of the sea, and some of them are quite high, often blocking the view, and the current also begins to be turbulent here, and from time to time there are swirls appearing, implying that the road below the surface is not smooth.

Naoto Yoshiwara and they had to lower the sails so that the raft would not rush in and crash into pieces.

Nishikujo Ruri controls the oar at the end, Nana Hoshino probes the water with a bamboo pole at the front end and loudly instructs Nishikujo Ruri to adjust the direction, while Naoto Yoshihara moves from side to side on the raft with the pole, holding it up from time to time, so as not to get too close to the raft and the reef - the reef is as sharp as a knife, and a light rub on the raft is a wound.

However, despite Yoshiwara's best efforts, the seaweed and sea vines that grew on both sides of the raft still suffered a lot - they had run half the Pacific Ocean, and they were almost completely cut off when they reached their destination.

As the sun almost completely sank into the Pacific Ocean, they finally figured out the coral reef area, and a volcanic island in the shape of a bean worm came into view in the distance.

The island looks high in the west and low in the east, with a spoon-shaped volcano to the west, a large slope formed by volcanic deposits to the east, and the island is lush and green, and there is a lighthouse towering high in the west, telling them that there are people on the island!

Nana Hoshino held the bamboo pole and waved it desperately, yelling, and venting to her heart's content - she was also under great pressure, she was chased by her mother so she had to go to sea to escape, and crossing the Pacific Ocean was her idea, if she killed Naoto Yoshiwara and Nishikujo Rurikeng because of this, she would feel guilty if she died!

Fortunately, although it was difficult along the way, nothing happened after all.

By the sun's rays they were getting closer and closer to the island, and they saw a row of huge statues standing on the eastern lowland, facing northeast, gazing at the sea with a thousand-year-old gaze, and the birds were returning home, and the shrill mixed birdsong was terrible, but the three people on the raft listened in fascination.

It was probably the best sound they'd ever heard in their lives.

Wangshan ran a dead horse, and when it reached the sea, it was changed to Wangdao and died, and a large group of reefs blocked the way, which had to make people secretly hate the creature of polyps.

It was getting dark, and Naoto Yoshiwara didn't want to miss the island, and was thinking about whether to forcibly run the raft aground on the shallow reef, and then find a way to land on the island tomorrow, when a small fishing boat appeared in the reef, similar to the kind of large canoe with a shelf, and the fishing boat seemed to have already discovered Naoto Yoshiwara, and they were observing from a distance, as if they couldn't figure out what it was.

After a few moments, the fishing boat cautiously approached them, approaching the tip of the raft. Nana Hoshino retreated to Naoto Yoshiwara with a pole, and quickly smoothed her hair while her little face was vigilant, while Ruri Nishikujo got into the bamboo shed from the tail of the raft, and after a moment trotted behind Naoto Yoshiwara, and directly stuck the loaded pistol into the waistband of his pants.

The fishing boat was held up, and a brown-skinned man in a crewneck undershirt stood on the boat and shouted, and Naoto Yoshiwara listened carefully...... He didn't understand the language.

He raised his hands to show no hostility, and began to test the words with "hello" one by one, and after a few moments, they met the ...... The people on this island seem to speak a few words of French, but the accent is stronger than his, and most of them have to be guessed.

Nana Hoshino had never learned French, and Ruri Nishikujo could only speak a few words, so Naoto Yoshihara took on the important task of negotiating, and after a while, he successfully turned the guy on the fishing boat onto the raft, and three heads popped out of the fishing boat to look at this side, unguarded, just curious.

"Hello, hello!" Naoto Yoshihara warmly held the big hand of the blackened brown man, as if he had seen a relative, and his face was piled with a smile that the legendary tiger was willing to make friends with.

The brown-black man was very curious about the raft, stomped his feet hard, felt the super elasticity coming from his feet, said a lot of words in surprise, pointed to the northeast direction, and shouted a few "naa", while Yoshihara Naoto smiled and kept nodding, just listening attentively.

Nana Hoshino carefully distinguished the face of the brown-black fisherman, and after a moment she was sure that he should not have any malicious intent, she relaxed a little, pulled Naoto Rajihara's arm, and asked in a low voice, "What is he talking about?"

She admired it very much, this guy used to speak several foreign languages...... What a underestimate of him!

Naoto Yoshihara nodded with a smile and said in a low voice: "I don't know, but just nod and smile, it's okay." ”

He could make out some of the same words in French, but he couldn't understand them so quickly.

When the brown-black man finally finished speaking, Naoto Yoshiwara spoke, and said for a while in simple French words, adding gestures by the way, the brown-black man was confused for a moment and then nodded again and again, and went down to the fishing boat with a man and a large bundle of rope, and together with Naoto Yoshiwara, the raft was far to the stern of the fishing boat.

Then the man returned to the fishing boat, and Naoto Yoshiwara said to Ruri Nishikujo and Nana Hoshino, "These people are willing to help us land on the island, and I'll keep an eye on them." He reached out and gently hugged Ruri Nishikujo and pasted it against the side of her face, taking the opportunity to hand her the gun like a temporary farewell between husband and wife, "Protect Hoshino and stay safe." ”

Ruri Nishikujo understood and put the gun in his arms, giving him a reassuring and concerned look. They are all the kind of people who will speculate on others with the greatest malice, that is, the kind of people who are commonly known as "very dirty hearts", which can be regarded as an alternative kind of heart.

Naoto Yoshihara explained, climbed onto the fishing boat with a smile on his face, and glanced at it and found that the boat was really primitive enough, so he installed a big motor, and the auxiliary power was simply paddling, which was an upgraded version of a large canoe.

He casually talked to the brown and black man who was obviously the leader—I didn't know how old he was, but he had gray-white hair, and it was hard to estimate his age—and he went to help paddle hard.

There is a lot of strength in numbers, and even the smallest motor is also a motor, and these people are also familiar with the sea routes, and finally rushed to the small pier on the island before the sea was completely dark.

Some people also came out of the dock, looking at the raft and exclaiming, the sound of "na" became one, and the oily brown and black man shouted a few times, and everyone rushed up and pushed the raft ashore with all hands and feet.

Naoto Yoshihara was caught in the pile of people without being a little rusty, hugging this and that with a naïve face, he kept saying a sentence that seemed to be in the local language, and after a while, he came to the side of Ruri Nishikujo and Nana Hoshino who were in a state of blindfolding, and joked in a good mood: "Finally down-to-earth, how do you feel? Do you feel like crying? ”

Nana Hoshino rubbed her knees unhappily and asked without answering, "Where is this?"

She had just come ashore and knelt down, accustomed to walking around on a raft that undulated at any time, but this time she was not used to it, she felt the earth shaking, and she almost hugged Mother Earth when she didn't stand still.

"Pudipka - that's what they call it!" Naoto Yoshihara didn't sit idle all the way, and asked a lot of questions, "This place used to be a French colony, but now it is under British control, and British law should be used, but there are no British people here, so in fact, it seems to be a collusive system, and the folk customs shall prevail." There are about twenty or thirty households and about 100 people on the island, and the origins are very mixed, and I haven't asked about other situations for the time being. ”

He also took the time to tell them that the first thing he did when he went to a place was to understand the local laws. For example, if you walk down the street with a cigarette in most countries, it won't be a big deal, but if you don't do well in Iran, you will be dragged and whipped.

He is not afraid of conflict, but he does not want to cause conflict, and he usually tries to abide by other people's rules wherever he goes.

Nana Hoshino looked down in contemplation and muttered, "Pudipka? I haven't heard of that name......" She began to flip through the books in the memory palace, trying to find out where this was—it belonged to the Polynesian island group, and the people here had the distinguishing characteristics of Polynesians, but they didn't know which archipelago they belonged to.

She suspected that it was not an internationally accepted name at all, that eighty percent of it was given by the people of the island themselves, or that it was a real name, not the one given by previous Western colonizers.

Seeing that the locals were gathering around the raft to take a closer look, Nishikujo Ruri also began to get tools, and seemed to be preparing to dismantle the raft, and said slightly strangely: "What are they going to do?"

Naoto Yoshihara glanced back and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I sold the raft to them!"

Nishikujo Ruri was surprised, looking at the raft for a moment, and Nana Hoshino suddenly raised her head, instinctively wanted to go to Naoto Yoshihara, and asked, "Where's the money?"

Naoto Yoshihara angrily slapped off her little hand and said, "I didn't give money, but we can live here for nothing." The brown-blackened fellow promised to ask them to take us to a big island when a big ship came...... I asked about this island, which doesn't seem to be very developed, and even the tools for external communication are very simple, but I didn't understand too much, so I'll go back and see. ”

Naoto Yoshiwara pretended to be a "New Century Adventurer", saying that he had drifted down the sea from the far northeast, which was in line with the legend of the aborigines of the island, so the brown and black man became very interested in the seven balsa woods, which are a specialty of South America, and Naoto Yoshiwara took advantage of the situation to trade the seven balsa woods.

Otherwise, there is no way, the three of them don't have half a dime on them.

They were just talking a few words, and a couple of girls came running over and said something unclear about the meaning of the words to take Nishikujo Ruri and Hoshino Nana away. As soon as Nishikujo glazed sword eyebrows were established, Naoto Yoshiwara spoke: "As a guest from afar, they want to entertain us, and now they want to take you to change your clothes...... If something is said in French, they should be able to understand it a few more times. They have a lot of French words in their local dialect. ”

Nishikujo Ruri and Hoshino Nana were taken away by a group of curious local girls, and Naoto Yoshihara made a covert gesture to Nishikujo Ruri, reminding her not to let her guard down, and to kill directly if she was not right, and he would listen to the movement and cooperate.

Now the brown-black guy came, very pleased with the balsa wood. There are many shrubs on this island, and these few special timbers can make several good boats. He put his arms around Naoto Yoshiwara's shoulders affectionately, and even said that he would take him to change his clothes and take a bath so that he could attend the island-wide banquet in the evening.

Naoto Yoshihara also put his arm on his shoulder affectionately, and smiled enthusiastically: "Old Brown, you guys are good here!"

I feel that the folk customs are very simple!

Smile is a common language, old brown - it's not that Naoto Yoshiwara has to call him that, but his name can be written nine and a half lines in transliteration - old brown only understood one word when he heard it, and felt that it should be "good", and then looked at the sincere smile on his face, smiled even more happily, and pulled Naoto Yoshiwara and walked home.

There is a water source on the island, and the locals are not stingy with water, and agriculture is relatively developed, so they even provided a loofah as a bath towel, but Naoto Yoshiwara politely declined the kindness of "Old Brown" to bathe with him and rub each other - it's almost the same for Nishikujo Ruri, and the man will forget it.

Lao Brown is a particular person, accepted Yoshihara Naoto's balsa wood, and treated him seriously, and when he finished taking a shower, he directly gave him a set of clothes, an old man's shirt, a big pants and a pair of plastic slippers.

It seems that everyone here wears like this, and Naoto Yoshiwara decisively follows the local customs, anyway, he only had half a pair of pants before.

When the moon rises into the sky, the island really throws a welcome party for the three of them. The aborigines of these islands do not have much communication with the outside world, and there is a tradition of hospitality, probably there are no special products on this island, there are no natural gas, oil, combustible ice and other resources in the nearby sea, and they are not on the main waterway, which is really a standard relic.

A large bonfire was lit, and the girls with flower crowns sang and danced, and more people joined in. Nana Hoshino sat in the middle of a crowd with her eyebrows flattened, a large crewneck shirt was worn as a skirt, and her long black hair, which was already smooth and silky, was also worn with garlands and flower crowns, which seemed to be a special treatment for guests. Even if she became a little black charcoal on the sea, but when she came to this island, she became a white and tender little beauty, and her delicate little face was very confusing, and she was very popular with women and girls here, and many people gathered around her to talk to her, and it didn't matter whether she understood it or not, it was like seeing a giant panda.

Nana Hoshino was afraid of committing a taboo, so she didn't dare to jump up and scream to express her dissatisfaction, for fear that she would accidentally be tied to the grilled fish rack next to the campfire. Through observation, she found that this place was relatively backward, there were not many modern things, and she suspected that barbaric customs were still preserved, and maybe these people were ready to eat people after dancing for a while.

Ruri Nishikujo is in a much better situation than Nana Hoshino, she is not at all flattering with two eyebrows raised, and she is alone there watching the people singing and dancing, feeling that they are not welcoming their arrival, but that the locals are just looking for a reason to party.

After eating a little, she looked for Naoto Yoshiwara in the pile of men, and suddenly found that he was gone, and she was suddenly shocked, and her hand unconsciously put on the handle of the gun.

She was unfamiliar with the place, surrounded by strangers, even less able to speak, and the dance was wild, not at all a world she was familiar with—she was already worried, but now that the person who looked at her peace of mind was gone, she had to be nervous.

Where did he go?