The name Tia Dolma is not known by many people on the sea.

This is a reclusive witch who hardly spends time at sea, always staying in her secluded cabin, collecting all sorts of strange things.

Very few people have been able to find her whereabouts, and Jack Sparrow happens to be one of them.

In fact, Jack Sparrow's magical compass was a gift from Tia Dolma.

It is rumored that the merry pirate captain had an affair with a witch, and apparently, in this affair, Captain Sparrow rarely failed to please him, making it difficult for him to tell if he was being toyed with... So much so that when Townsend mentioned the name Tia Dolma, Sparrow's expression was complicated.

After ten days of sailing, a large verdant island finally appeared at sea level.

The mountains above the island stretch like a sleeping dragon, and a river borders the sea.

"We need to take a small boat up the river until the sun goes down to get to Tia Dolma's hut."

"You can't have too many people, she hates it when people disturb the peace here," Sparrow said. ”

"Tom, Mr. Turner, Captain Sparrow, plus me." Tang Sen said slowly: "I think it will be enough for the four of us to go. ”

"Wouldn't it be safe?" Tom asked in a whisper.

"This is where the gods live, Tom." Townsend looked at the island from afar: "I think we need to maintain the most basic courtesy and reverence. ”

"Gods?" Tom was puzzled: "Is this a metaphor?" ”

"It doesn't feel like it in his tone." Sparrow said, "Don seems to know a lot of strange things. ”

"Oh, Captain Sparrow." Tang Sen raised his eyebrows, a little surprised: "It seems that you don't know it yet, it's really interesting." ”

"Yes, if you knew, I'm afraid you'd be far away from here."

"I have a sense of foreboding." Sparrow shrank back, "Why don't you let me stay on the Dreadnought, to be honest, after these ten days, I've found and developed a sense of a... Uh, indescribable emotions, we can't separate for a moment. ”

"You need to lead the way, Captain Sparrow." Tang Sen waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, if I encounter danger, I won't run faster than you." ”

"I don't have immortality." Sparrow muttered, flipped over the side of the ship and jumped.

The four of them got into the boat, Tom sat in the stern, paddling against the current, and as the river deepened, soon the dense trees on both sides of the river blocked the sunlight and the environment became dark.

In addition to the intricate trees on both sides, you can occasionally see abandoned wooden houses on stilts, and it is clear that the island is not without traces of civilization.

"I used to think that witches were a bunch of fraudsters who pretended to be gods and blasphemed the gods." "When I was in London, I saw many witches burned to ashes by the flames of the church," said Tom. ”

"And now?" William asked.

"After following Mr. Tang, I have seen too many strange things." Tom lamented, "So, I'm in awe of anything related to mystery now. ”

"I only hope this witch doesn't be like in the story, wearing a sharp-horned wizard's hat, with a wrinkled face, a voice as hoarse as a vulture, and an ominous look like a crow, who spends her days by the boiler, stirring green potions, and cursing anyone who sees her."

"Quite the opposite." Sparrow turned his head and said, "She's a very attractive woman, with a seductive voice, and of course, she's really weird. ”

"Oh, you've got to be careful, little Bill, she's a fan of genres like Ling."

"Don't call me little Bill, pirate." William corrected dissatisfiedly: "Compared to Mr. Tang, you are really lacking in politeness. ”

"Pirates don't need to be polite, little Bill." Sparrow said nonchalantly.

"In Mr. Tang's fleet, the impolite pirates are miserable." Tom whispered quietly beside him.

“......”

Sparrow kept his mouth shut.

There was no word all the way, and as Sparrow had said, it was not until the sun was setting, and the faint light could barely penetrate the canopy of the dense forest, that the few saw a faint glow of fire in front of the river.

It was a stilted hut built at the corner of the river, and the stairs of the hut extended to the surface of the river to form a small pier, and on top of the wooden piles of the pier was a small boat that had been covered with fallen leaves.

"The witch has apparently not been out for a long time." So William Turner applied.

No one responded to him, not even Jack Sparrow, who talked the most, couldn't help but look a little nervous, his ass firmly glued to the plank, and volunteered: "I'm guarding the boat outside." ”

"No one here is going to steal our ship." Townsend stepped onto the dock first, and Tom and William dragged Sparrow up with his eyes.

"Go ahead, Captain Sparrow, Miss Torma would like to see a stranger enter her room first."

Reluctantly, Sparrow climbed the stairs, stood in front of the door, hunched over, and peeked in through the window for a moment before cautiously pushing the door open.

A yellow python poked its head out of the door, startling Sparrow, who held out a finger and carefully pulled the python's head away, and quickened his pace into the room.

Townsend followed closely behind, and at first glance he saw the witch sitting in front of the table, facing the door.

She has brown skin, messy dreadlocks on her head, dark lips, and evenly distributed black ink spots on her cheeks, exuding a mysterious and eerie charm against the background of the candle flame and the messy and strange objects around her.

The witch apparently noticed the group entering, the corners of her mouth slowly hooked up into a smile, her eyes staring directly at Sparrow, and her voice was low: "Jack-Sparrow." ”

Townsend noticed that the other party's tone was strange, with a long tail and a little seductive hoarseness.

"Tia Dolma." With a smile on his face, Sparrow dodged the glass vial of suspicious organism hanging from the roof and made his way to the witch.

"I knew that one day the wind would blow you back." The witch smiled and got up and walked up to Sparrow with her skirt in hand, "How can I serve you?" ”

"It's not because of me this time." Sparrow stiffened as the witch's hand stroked his cheek, and said, "I've brought you a visitor." ”

"Visitor~" The witch spoke slowly: "Captain Jack Sparrow is actually willing to lead the way for others?" It's not like your style. ”

She leaned away, her gaze rounding Sparrow and landing on Townsend.

"Oh, a gentleman." She looked Townsend up and down, and the smile on her face suddenly and slowly faded.

"It's weird."

She walked over slowly, almost face-to-face with Townwend.

"I'm in you, I can't see anything."