More than 100 nautical miles, it is not close to say that it is not close, and it is not far away. Ordinary boats may take a full day, but the awning boat that the old family owner Feng Xiangnan personally renovated will arrive in two or three hours.

In the early morning, a misty drizzle began to fall in the air, and the awning boat broke through the wind and waves in the rain and came to a bay.

From a distance, the islands are dotted with large and small islands, most of which are uninhabited. Some of the islands are covered with lush trees, some are bare and rocky, and some are just a large outcropping rock that is a reef. In the distance, in the middle of the islands, there is a relatively large island, with a port and a camp, and it seems to be inhabited by many people.

The depressed, silent sailors cheered all the way, and Lin Tian also stepped onto the deck to take a look at the sea. After a night of meditation, I was more energetic and ready to fight.

"Lin Gongzi, that's what I said about Black End Island, this is the only place within a radius of thousands of miles that can replenish fresh water!"

The boat boss Feng Deqing walked up and explained to Lin Tian enthusiastically, "This is also the closest overseas island country to the Great Han Kingdom, there are one or two thousand tribes and indigenous people living on the island, and from time to time there will be some passing merchant ships and fishing boats coming here, as well as ...... There are also many people from Middle-earth who have been exiled here. ”

"Exiled Middle-earthers?" Lin Tian asked.

"Yes, many outlaws who committed capital crimes in the Great Han Kingdom have gone into exile overseas, and Heimo Island is their first place of exile overseas; some great devils who do all kinds of evil will also lurk here, and some people who oppose the monarch of the Great Han Kingdom will also hide in this place. Feng Deqing replied that he was most familiar with the overseas situation in the group.

"So, this place on Heimo Island is home to three sects and nine streams, and the situation is complicated?" Lin Tian asked again.

"Exactly, the situation here has always been complicated, and because of this, the old master has repeatedly told him not to dock here, and specially prepared a large amount of fresh water and food and other materials on the ship, but who would have thought that ......"

Feng Deqing shook his head and sighed, "Although there is fresh water on Heimo Island, there has never been much fierce competition, and it depends on the natives to carry small buckets from an ancient well hundreds of meters deep underground, and the well water gushing out every day is limited to less than a hundred barrels. Outsiders who want fresh water can only go to the ghost market after dark to buy it with a lot of money, the quantity is limited and the situation is extremely complicated, we want to replenish enough fresh water, but we are afraid of ......"

Feng Deqing didn't say any more, looking at the island of Heimo that was getting closer and closer, worried, and there was no excitement of the sailors at all.

"Can only trade at night?" Lin Tian asked.

"Yes, not only freshwater, but all transactions on the island of Black End can only be done at night!"

Feng Deqing nodded, and then said: "The natives on the island have a habit, living in the underground grottoes, they can't curl up during the day, and only come out at night to move, according to their own words, what kind of branch descendants of the Night Clan, the cultivation is not high but they are agile, especially in the low and narrow caves, ordinary people bend down and walk a few steps, but they can roll up their bodies and walk on the ground like flying, and their combat effectiveness in the cave is even more powerful than many martial arts masters!"

"So, for so many years, no one has been able to rob the natives of their water sources?" Lin Tian asked, learning more about the situation.

"Yes, it's no fluke that these Night Clan descendants have been able to occupy the only water source on the island for a long time. In addition to its unique racial talents, and because of its unique habits, its ancestors have lived in a labyrinthine underground grotto, full of traps, many of which are extremely narrow enough to pass through the naturally thin NightClan. It is said that a martial arts master of Middle-earth who had been exiled to the island infiltrated the grotto of the Night Clan in search of water, but after several days and nights, he could not find the legendary ancient well, and instead lost more than half of his men. For hundreds of years, no matter who is a master, the only way to get fresh water on this Black End Island is to trade with the NightClan. Here, a bottle of water costs much more than a bottle of oil, and it often costs a lot of money to get enough fresh water!"

Feng Deqing was worried, and after a pause, he continued: "The customs of the Night Clan are very ancient, and you can trade with them with silver taels, but some special items are more popular with them, such as swords, armor or elixirs, etc., which can be exchanged for goods. However, we didn't prepare to dock at Heimo Island when we went to sea this time, and the ship originally had enough fresh water in reserve, neither silver nor sword armor was prepared, Lin Gongzi, this is ......"

Feng Deqing hesitated to say the problem in his heart, and said so much by Lin Tian's side, not only to enthusiastically explain the situation of Heimo Island, but also to say the imminent problem. Originally, such a thing was for him, the captain, to solve, and before going to sea, he made a military order in front of the old family master Feng Xiangnan, and he must send Lin Tian and his party to Sakura Island smoothly; There are no silver taels, no items to exchange, he is really in a hurry, and he is at a loss!

"In other words, this black island is white, and it's useless to come?" Lin Tian smiled bitterly.

"Yes and no...... , and no, perhaps...... It's him, damn it, he killed us all, I'm going to kill him right now!"

Feng Deqing was incoherent and didn't know how to justify, so he put all the responsibility on Feng Delong, gritting his teeth. Following his gaze, Lin Tian saw a lean man tied to the deck, with his head drooping and unable to see his facial features clearly, his long hair was messy, his skin was black, and his body was covered with blood, and it seemed that he had been beaten badly, and he kept his head down and did not move.

"Forget it, let's take the people back to Whistling Heights and hand them over to your old master. As for the matter of fresh water, I will think of a way when I get ashore. ”

Lin Tian glanced at the bloodstained Feng Delong, and suddenly his heart moved, stopping the murderous ship boss Feng Deqing. The latter's eyes lit up, as if he had been waiting for Lin Tian's words for a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave, directing the sailors to lower their sails and start to land.

The canopy boat gradually slowed down, looking for a place to anchor on the shore, looking at the Black End Island that was getting closer and closer, Lin Tian's eyes were bright.

According to the agreement with the wind and the waves, this is the place to ambush the Demon God Cult;

Now, where are they? What about Zhao Shuangying, where are the demons of the Demon God Sect? Are they already on the Black End Island, or are they still on the vast sea, on the way to the Black End Island?

At this time, there was not a drop of fresh water left on the awning boat and had to dock at the Black End Island, which was too much of a coincidence, and it was very likely that the demon god should act with his hands and feet. Who should be inside this demon god, is it really Feng Delong who was tied up? Or is there someone else......

Lin Tian was also a little worried in his heart, the problem of freshwater was imminent, and he felt the invisible pressure, but his heart was more of an invisible sharpness, and his battle intent was surging, and he felt an irrepressible battle intent and excitement when he thought of the demons of the Demon God Sect.

Twice going down the mountain, he encountered the sniping and attack of the Demon God Sect, Lin Tian had endured it for a long time, and had been silently waiting for the opportunity to counterattack, blindly defending was definitely not his style;

Now, the opportunity has finally come, and he personally took the risk to act as a bait, and in turn laid down a series of killings; if the plan is smooth, it is possible to kill Zhao Shuangying, the Holy Maiden of the Demon God Sect, in one fell swoop, and deal a heavy blow to the Demon God Sect that has been making waves behind it, and deal a heavy blow to it! When the news spread, it was absolutely shocking to the world and causing a sensation in the entire Xianmen!

After a bit of shaking, the canopy finally stopped, and the sailors skillfully set up the pontoon bridge for going ashore. Lin Tian pondered for a moment, did not rush ashore, but walked towards Feng Delong, who was tied to the mast.

The sea breeze was blowing, whether he was sailing at sea or having landed, Feng Delong always kept his head down and remained motionless, as if he had been seriously injured and weak, or had resigned himself to despair. Motionless, it seemed to be unaware of Lin Tian's arrival.

"You...... , is it Feng Delong?"

Lin Tian stopped and stood in front of Feng Delong.

Feng Delong was still motionless, he didn't seem to hear Lin Tian's voice, and after a long time, he slowly raised his head, his body was covered with blood, and his face was even more terrifying, full of blood and knife marks, and his eyes were stained red with his own blood.

"You did the matter in the bottom warehouse?" Lin Tian asked again, frowning, he didn't expect Feng Deqing to be so heavy.

Feng Delong blinked, his mouth moved and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word, just a few babbling sounds came out of his throat, and his expression was a little anxious.

A dumb one?

Lin Tian was a little surprised, and he was not ready to pursue it further.

It wasn't very important who the Demon God on the ship was, for Lin Tian, recuperating his energy and preparing for the fierce battle with the Demon God Sect was the most important thing, and everything else was secondary, so he could put it aside for the time being. Seeing that Lin Tian was about to turn around and leave, Feng Delong became even more anxious, babbling in his throat and struggling, and the wounds all over his body were bleeding out.

No, the matter of the bottom warehouse was not done by Feng Delong!

If he was really a murderer, would he be so anxious when he saw him, what did he want to say?

Lin Tian's heart moved, and before he had time to think about it, an exclamation came from the shore. Feng Deqing, who had already gone ashore, screamed loudly, and behind him, several attendants trembled.

"What's going on?"

Lin Tian put his feet on the deck a little, flew and landed on the pontoon, and then jumped high, rushing over like a cheetah, and his body reached the side of the ship's boss Feng Deqing after a few ups and downs. When I looked at it, I couldn't help but gasp.

Ahead, on a seemingly ordinary meadow, there were dots of blood scattered on it. If you look closely, you can see fingers peeking out of the weeds, and there are people buried alive in the ground, and there are far more than one!

"Sixty, seventy, eighty...... , eight people were buried in the ground. No, no, there's still a finger there!"

Someone counted carefully, counted, and counted, and his face became whiter and whiter. Lin Tian also frowned, eighty-one fingers, how many people are buried under this grass, and who did it?

"Brothers, come with a shovel and dig!"

Feng Deqing's face was gloomy, and he came back to his senses and ordered in a deep voice. Although the sailors were apprehensive, they did not dare to disobey the order, and quickly took tools from the ship and dug them, and before long a dead man's pit appeared in front of the people. There were not eight but nine corpses buried in the ground, each with only nine fingers, which added up to exactly ninety-nine eighty-one. On closer inspection, the nine men were wounded, but they were not fatal, but were buried alive in the ground and suffocated, their noses, ears, and mouths stuffed with sand and dirt.

Kill someone, forget it, cut off a finger and kill it, who did it?

The sailors were pale, nervous, terrified, and even frightened.

"Lin Gongzi, if you guessed correctly, we are in trouble, and we have met a murderous overseas devil, the Nine-Fingered Wolf Demon!"

Feng Deqing was also nervous, his face tightened, "That's an overseas casual cultivator, and it's also a notoriously fierce evil cultivator; it is said that those who have cultivated an evil martial arts are not ghosts or ghosts, and once they went mad and cut off one of their fingers, and since then they have a wild nature, and they will kill if they don't agree with each other, and they like to cut off one of their fingers before others die, and then slowly torture, the means are extremely fierce and perverted, where they go, where they will not be at peace!"

Feng Deqing paused word by word, his voice low and revealing obvious tension and fear.

Hearing the words of the Nine-Fingered Wolf Demon, the sailors became more and more nervous, and their legs became weak one by one, and they wanted to immediately return to the ship and sail away from this place!