Xiao Jin 'Hua' walked out of the canopy boat with Wushuang in his arms, and there was a small island in front of him, this small island was in the middle of the Yalu River, not counting North Korea and not China, the area was not large, if the sun came out, it might be all in the eyes - at that time, China had already begun to develop tourism, and the reason why it was not interested in this small island in the river was not because it had territorial disputes, but because it was too small, and there were no mountains on the island, and it was full of low grass and muddy swamps.

As far as the eye can see, the island in the fog is surrounded by sparkling lights, and at first glance it seems that it is full of colorful lights to welcome its first guests. After walking in, I found that there were palm-sized mussels everywhere under the shallow waters of the outer circle of the island, and the shells of the mussels were open, and the sesame grains-sized eastern pearls were exposed. They have not yet grown up, but for some reason they have entered the sand grains in the shell of the mussel, and they have not absorbed too much 'essence' in the mussel, and they are not yet complete Dongzhu.

These are the real wild East Pearls, some of the farmed East Pearls are large, the cycle is short, and they may produce two stubbles a year, but they are all crops catalyzed by artificial feed, and their gloss is far less than the wild ones. If it is as big as the bead chain hanging around the necks of the harem ladies in the Qing Dynasty, it is estimated that it will take 50 years to grow.

"Dongzhu Tomb?" Jin 'Hua' was shocked.

"What is Dongzhu Tomb?" Wushuang asked her.

"There is a legend among our ancestors that there is a small island hidden in the Yalu River, and the island is full of old mussels the size of a basin. These old mussels are nearing life, and they will slowly climb from the water along the 'tide' tide to this island to wait for death, but they have already given birth to Dongzhu in their shells, as long as they can take Dongzhu before they die, but if they die, Dongzhu will lose its luster and be worthless. ”

Wushuang was curious: "Isn't this equivalent to a treasure?"

"Legend has it that this island has been floating on the Yalu River, and only appears at night, and no one has ever found the tomb of Dongzhu for so many years. ”

Wushuang half-believes, there are many folk legends, some have been passed down for hundreds of years, people from generation to generation, so the more they spread, the more evil they become, and they like to add oil and vinegar to make this story a myth.

He tried to stomp his foot, and there was a crisp echo from under his feet, and he looked down to see that what had been piled up under the ground was not solid dirt or stones, but actually formed from the shells left over from dead old mussels. This is simply a strange news in the world, if it is a two, or even thousands of river mussels are still possible to die together, but all the old mussels seem to follow the same biological clock form, and before they die, they must arrive at the Dongzhu Tomb to wait for death, it is not accidental.

Although animals also have affection, some animals do have zài loyalty, such as albatrosses, such as swans, such as wolves, they are very loyal. But is it only that big, and its whole body is soft mussel 'flesh' except for its shell, does it have a brain? Or is there some external biomagnetic field in this place that attracts them?

How young is it to build an island out of mussel shells? How many old mussels are there?

Wushuang saw that there was an old clam with its shell open, and a small fingernail-sized Dongzhu was 'exposed' in the shell, and the 'color' was very round and full, and it may be hundreds of goods 'color' in that era on the market. He was greedy, and he didn't think about it so much, and he wanted to reach out and take out the East Pearl.

At the moment when greed rose in his heart, it seemed that the old clam under his feet also felt his evil thoughts, and suddenly closed his shell.

"Brother, don't move, it'll break your hand. My father said that if you want to pick Dongzhu, you have to 'get' the fox 'pee', as long as you sprinkle the fox 'urine' on it, it will open itself, and even if you reach in to get the Dongzhu, it will not close it again, because the mussel hates the fox 'urine', and the smell is big. "Little Golden 'Flower' told the secret of the water collector.

"'Milk', 'milk'! you open it for me!" Wushuang kicked hard. It was like kicking on a boulder, and he burst into tears.

"It's useless, the mussel shell is so hard that you can't break it with a stone. "Golden 'Flower' laughed at the ignorance of this layman.

"Jin 'Hua', I have never repaid you for saving my life, and you have called me brother for so long, and my brother has not even given you a gift. I'll give you this Dongzhu today, and I will use it as a gift for my brother!"

He doesn't care what kind of craft he doesn't have, as long as he can get Dongzhu in any way, it's best to be simple and rude!

The dagger left by Wu Gongyao is not to mention a hard mussel shell, even a stone can be flattened with a knife, and ordinary weapons collide with it, as long as a little force can be sharpened like mud and directly break the opposite weapon in two.

A crisp sound came, and Xiao Jin'hua was stupid. How is this possible? Wushuang simply and rudely pierced the hard clam shell with a dagger, and then cut a large hole in the clam shell. This knife was very strong, not to mention the clam shell, the old clam was directly pierced up and down and died on the spot.

Behind him, he dragged out Dongzhu from the sticky mussel 'meat' attached to it, put it in water to wash off impurities, and handed it to Xiaojin 'Hua'. "Oh, what's the matter, why are you so exquisite?"

"Brother, what are you ...... You're not scientific! How can you do such a brutal thing? But...... But if my father had your dagger, I'm afraid our family wouldn't have to be so poor. "Xiaojin 'flower' sighed, people are more popular than dead people, a 'door' of water collection has been passed down for thousands of years, and the craft has been passed down from generation to generation is their housekeeping ability, and it is also the foundation of their lives, I didn't expect this line of business to tie the head to the waist of the 'pants' to the hands of this layman is so simple!

"Hey, look, there's something in the mussel shell?" Wushuang brutally reached out and broke the two mussel shells up and down, and the fresh mussel 'meat' was cloudy with a viscous liquid, and the liquid seemed to be soaked in a piece of white bone.

Wushuang took out the white bone and saw that it was a complete human hand bone, and from the slenderness of the hand bone, it could be seen that the deceased must be a young 'girl' child.

Park Jin 'Hua' covered his mouth in fright and didn't dare to speak, could it be that someone from Dongzhu Tomb had ever come?

The moon has begun to set eastward, and it is past midnight in the world. From the point of view of the Golden Point Secret Technique, if Wushuang had not died after the hour just now, then the simplest world in his life would have been passed, as if finally the fate of man had finally come out of the dark clouds with difficulty, and it would see the warm sunshine again and usher in a new chapter.

But this was only the beginning, because the dark clouds had not completely moved away from him, and his body was still shrouded in inexplicable darkness, and he could not die, but bad luck had not left him.

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