A mysterious island suspended in the depths of the sea. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Artificially planted floating grass. A widespread legend of the curse.

All of this has cast a veil of mystery over the island.

When Han Le saw that strange shadow, his heart instinctively contracted.

The shadow resembled a deformed human.

It seemed that he had some difficulty moving.

"Is this shadow the grower of the floating grass?"

Han Le climbed up the hill along the trail and approached the tent, his eyes beginning to look around.

Topographically, the tent is located halfway up the mountain, just overlooking the port.

The sea breeze is cold, the tide is rising, and the previously dry riverbed is gradually moistened by the sea.

Not far away, there is an abandoned lighthouse, with no firelight.

This location is already very far away from the shore of Desperate Island, if it weren't for Ziluan's extremely fast flying speed, it would be impossible for ordinary people to detect this location at this point in time.

More likely, the hallucinogenic effect of the floating grass was enough to make most people on the island flee in panic.

Han Le came through many obstacles, and naturally came into contact with the core secret of this island.

"It's still necessary to be ready for battle. ”

"After so many years, God knows if it's a human or a ghost. ”

He silently drew his weapon.

Only this time, he didn't subconsciously use the Longquan Sword, but took out the short stick.

When he left the Konghou world, he accidentally found that he had actually brought out the short stick.

At first, Han Le didn't care about it, but later he used it a few times and found it quite handy, so he carried it with him.

Speaking of which, this short stick is also a magic weapon on an equal footing with the Wasteland Removal Bell, and with Han Le's current origin power, there is no way to make the magic weapon of the Leveling Celestial Master!

Although on the Yunzhou Continent, Han Le's use of a short stick could not trigger the strange rule of "if you hit the back of the head, you will faint", the repeated battles in the Kung Fu Inn gave Han Le a little understanding of the world's first stick method.

His martial arts skills are already very miscellaneous, and he uses whatever is easy to use, using a sword before, and now using a short stick, and there is no psychological barrier.

What's more, deep down, he still felt that this short stick could not only be effective in the Kung Fu Inn.

The old man in the short stick must not have told him all the secrets, after all, his cooperation with Qianli Lone was also forced to be helpless.

"Although I can use the resonance method to make the short stick work for me, it is difficult to bring out the effect I had in the Kung Fu Inn. ”

"I don't know if I'll be able to discover the true power of this short stick when my Origin Power reaches the next level. ”

Han Le thought so in his heart.

Ye Tianshi's Book of Desolate Heaven once mentioned that every artifact of the Heavenly Master of the Peaceful Desolation has its own uniqueness. For example, the effect of the bell is where the bell goes, removing waste, swaying demons, and exorcising ghosts!

All evil cults are destroyed!

It is precisely because of such a domineering effect that there are also quite strict requirements for the material of the Removal Bell itself, otherwise even if the normal magic weapon is used by Han Le so blindly a few times, it will not be so seriously damaged.

Han Le has not yet found a way to repair the Waste Removal Bell, so he has always regarded it as a one-time hole card, and he will not use it if he can.

Compared with the desolation bell, this nameless short stick seems to be more simple, and it can be effective with the first stick method in the world, but it is not as domineering as the desolation bell.

But no matter what, the magic weapon of the Heavenly Master of the Peaceful Desolation still has a certain restraint effect on the desolate beasts.

Han Le looked at the strange shadow and felt that the power of the origin in his body was involuntarily stirring.

This is the embodiment of encountering a wilderness.

The warp realm has not yet appeared, and this is the best time to subdue the other party.

In the next second, he suddenly lifted the tent, and his body was extremely agile!

Between the lightning and flint, the short stick in Han Le's hand was about to be swung down.

Only for a moment, his movements froze.

In the tent, there is no one!

There was only a shoddy clothes rack propped up on the floor, and an old coat with a few holes.

Han Le took a deep breath, took a few steps back, and looked over from outside the tent, under the firelight, the strange shadow was indeed lifelike.

"The feeling before, there can't be anything wrong, it must be the breath of desolation!"

"Could it be that the effect of the floating grass has not disappeared?"

Han Le's gaze scanned the tent, and finally locked on the firelight.

It's not really a fire, it's a man-made bonfire.

The so-called man-made bonfire is a kind of field product designed by the people of Longcheng many years ago. It is a foldable, glowing object that resembles a campfire.

There are naturally a lot of doorways inside, and Han Le only needs to remember the effect: the artificial bonfire has a certain effect of expelling wild beasts, and it can continue to emit firelight, but it will not exceed one year at most.

The tent looks old, but this man-made bonfire can't be faked.

Han Le briefly checked and exited the tent.

"There are no signs of human life in recent times, but the existence of man-made bonfires indicates that someone has been on the island in the last year. ”

"There are even people who have lived here. ”

"There must be a secret behind this desperate island. ”

Han Le clenched his fists and ordered Ziluan to search the surroundings carefully, but this time, Ziluan didn't find any useful information.

The strange shadow before seemed to be really just Han Le's eyes.

After all, he wasn't sure if the side effects of the Floating Grass were still continuing.

An hour later, Han Le descended the mountain and successfully arrived at the empty pier.

At this time, there was already a large amount of seawater inflow at the bottom of the artificially dug canal.

From the pier, it's quite wide enough to park at least two boats side by side.

Han Le closed his eyes and began to recall and simulate.

It was here that the Xinyuan stopped that year.

Here they resupply, here they repair, and finally here they have completed their final preparations.

At their next stop, they will leave the island of despair and sail into the unfathomable sea, where they will finally be destroyed by the Bronze Gate.

There must be something wrong with this.

In Han Le's mind, he recalled Zhang Tianbai's diary-

[June 4, 59th year of the new calendar]

[Today's notice said that there was a small fault in the Xinyuan and it needs to be repaired nearby. To be honest, I don't feel that a new ship needs to be repaired. It may be that the captain is more cautious, after all, this operation carries many expectations from Dragon City, and it must be foolproof. 】

[I started to feel a little dizzy in the afternoon, strange, I shouldn't be seasick, and it was even worse at night, and I rested for a while after going to the island, and I always felt a little weird. 】

[Although I didn't communicate much with the other crew members, judging from their performance, they were also seasick? 】

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