The head of the house asked, "How's it going?"

Old man Luo frowned and said, "The situation is not very good, this person seems to have been poisoned, it is possible that he was cursed by other spirit masters, or he may have been injured like this by demon beasts." He has some consciousness now, but not enough to be conscious. Wake up, boy, can you see me?"

Bang Bang Bang!

Old man Luo slapped the man's face, trying to wake him up.

The black mist on the man's face had dissipated, and the facial muscles showed a strange state, as if it was distorted because of pain, but this distortion was not like his instinctive reaction due to pain, but a long-lasting solidification technique, which had been so twisted that he couldn't see his original appearance at all.

Seeing the man open his eyes slightly, the head of the house asked, "What is your name, and where are you from?"

The man's eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and it was quite difficult to open them, and after he was stimulated by Old Man Luo with the usual means of a spirit master, he finally opened his mouth and let out a weak voice: "Water ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the man passed out again, leaving a warehouse full of wide-eyed staring people.

Old man Luo, who was checking the man's body, was suddenly shocked, he raised his head and said in a trembling voice, "The head of the family...... Look what this is!"

Old man Luo was holding three Qiankun bags in his hands, and they were large, this kind of thing was a priceless treasure in the eyes of ordinary people.

Most of the Qiankun bags are marked by the master's divine sense, and outsiders cannot open them, but if they are allowed to erase these divine senses by more powerful people, they can still be forcibly occupied.

Dahan is not a lonely person, he can carry three rare large Qiankun bags on his body, and he knows that the identity of the unconscious man is not simple. It must be a cultivator. And the status is not low. At least wealth is absolute.

Everyone looked at each other, the head of the house gritted his teeth, and everyone quietly left the cabin.

Yu'er shrunk and hid under a large wooden barrel behind a window, waiting for the head of the family to leave, then cautiously raised her head to look into the cabin and quietly slipped in.

Although the man was unconscious, he still had a distorted expression of pain on his face. Yu'er was not afraid at all, she looked over carefully, and suddenly felt sour.

This person is too much like her brother, his body is thin and thin, he looks weak, his hands are slender, his skin is tight, and the rough cocoon on his right hand is the result of holding a pen for many years.

At this moment, she thought of her brother who was forced to die, and her heart ached.

Their family is just an ordinary fisherman's family. Even food and clothing can only barely be reached, how can he have spare energy to provide for his younger brother to learn poetry. Take the path of the literati?

But the younger brother did not give up the dream of studying under various difficulties, but unfortunately the external pressure was too great, and in the end the younger brother was extremely disappointed in the world, embarked on the road of no return, committed suicide, and she did not save her younger brother who was forced to death by the cruel society, which is the biggest regret in her life.

I don't know how long later, there was the sound of talking and walking outside, and the head of the family and his party returned.

Yu'er could only hurriedly hide behind the debris in a corner of the cabin, and she didn't dare to make a sound.

"Do it!" The head of the family did not hesitate at all this time, and directly whispered an order after entering the warehouse.

Several of his men set up the unconscious man, waited for Old Man Luo's last thorough body search, and then stuffed his limp body into a large empty wooden barrel, and then closed the lid.

Old man Luo picked up the three big Qiankun bags in his hands and handed them to the head of the family respectfully, but the greed in his eyes flashed.

"Throw it into the sea after dark, whether it is life or death, look at his creation!" The head of the house had no mercy, and left with Old Man Luo with this sentence.

Several subordinates sealed the wooden lid with iron nails, leaving only a finger-sized breathing hole, and then left with a smile, and the unconscious man did not react at all during the whole process.

Yu'er waited until it was quiet outside before she dared to show her head.

She fully understood that the arrogant and generous head of the family in everyone's minds actually had the intention of killing people and grabbing treasures, not to save people with the compassion of the sea god, but to take the opportunity to ask for the life of this man in distress!

Yu'er sat behind the barrel in a daze, didn't even go out to eat dinner, and waited until it was almost dark, when she faintly heard the dull ** coming from inside, and then woke up.

She thought of her brother again, and suddenly a crazy thought occurred.

......

The joy of the harvest and the return spread on the fishing boats, and the head of the house and his gang drank so well that the subordinates seemed to have forgotten that there was a shipwrecked stranger in the captain's barn who was about to be executed.

No one noticed, Yu'er looked for tools everywhere, desperately lifted the lid of the barrel, and took advantage of the night to push the half-conscious man to the edge of the boat.

"They're going to kill you, you hurry up!" Yu'er said eagerly, looking back from time to time to see if anyone noticed.

The man's face was much better, his distorted face became normal, and this face made Yu'er almost cry, like, too much like her own brother, she said that she couldn't let him die.

"I can only help you get here, this is a life jacket, and a little food, as long as you can hold on for two more days, you can find other fishing boats along the current, and they can save you!

The man didn't resist in the slightest, he didn't understand what Yu'er said at all, but he knew what was happening to him.

At the moment of falling, the man still showed a smile: "I, Yue Heng, still survived after all!"

Yue Heng floated in the ocean current, in the white moonlight, he vaguely saw the number on the hull, "Luo Sanjiuqi", he remembered this name, and when he recovered, he would come back, there were some things he must take back, and some he must be thankful.

"Hurt ......"

The rebellion began again in the Divine Palace, and the Soul Eater Stick surrounded by thunder and lightning was ready to move, and even the Long Yuan Sword could not suppress it.

What's more, the power of the "thunder" and "electricity" runes is not infinitely provided, Yue Heng has been injured and comatose these days, and his strength has been greatly reduced, just because of it!

When Elder Miao destroyed the Great Array, a big explosion occurred, and the stored stable energy exploded together with the uncontrolled huge electrical energy between heaven and earth, killing a group of monkey demons and teleporting Yue Heng to an unknown place.

"It's a good thing to survive!" Yue Heng secretly rejoiced in his heart.

The three big Qiankun bags that were lost actually didn't contain anything, mainly some formation materials, some low-end magic weapons, some collected documents and other things, and the value was not high.

And the important Green Holy Fruit, the elixir and the spiritual herb, as well as the precious materials extorted from Elder Pi, were all stored in that Qiankun Bead, which had already been swallowed by him, and the three Qiankun Bags were deliberately placed outside as a cover to prevent others from being greedy and robbing people and killing people. (To be continued.) )