Chapter 5 Turning Stones into Gold
I don't know if it's a coincidence or what.
The old man stopped the boat while the child was taking pictures, and his hands were off the steering wheel, and his hands happened to touch the amulet hanging around his neck.
The child begged, "Grandpa! Grandfather! It's too far away! Closer! Closer! ”
The old man hesitated for the first time to fulfill his little grandson's request, but after a while, he moved a little forward.
"Closer!" The child continued to plead.
But this time, the old man shook his head.
At that moment, the figure moved.
The old and the young did not see any power device on the figure, and where his feet came into contact with the sponge, there were ripples of progress, coming in the direction of the broken ship.
The old man suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
The little grandson is ignorant.
The elderly, who have been begging for a living at sea all the year round, know far more than ordinary people how to revere nature and those things they have never seen.
He suddenly regretted it.
He wasn't sure what it was.
He bent down and picked up the pneumatic harpoon that was fixed to the deck, the harpoon was so powerful that even a fast-swimming three-meter-long tuna could nail it so hard that it would not let go even after it was hooked.
He shouted, "Don't move again!" Don't move again! If you move it again, I'll split it! ”
He didn't expect it to stop, I don't know if it was a person, or something else.
Because, he doesn't know if the other party can understand what he is saying.
The figure over there, hearing the old man's words, really stopped.
The figure stopped, and it took a moment before a voice spoke, "Excuse me?" Where is this? ”
The children danced with their hands, "Grandpa! Grandfather! That figure can talk! What a person! What a man standing on the water! ”
The old man did not relax in the slightest.
Because, his idea is not as simple as that of the little grandson, in his cognition.
Those who can speak human language are not necessarily human ......
The sun sank from the horizon into the water, its afterglow became less and less, and its surroundings gradually darkened.
On the murky sea, the old man stuck to the rusty deck without saying a word.
His fingers hooked the launcher of the pneumatic harpoon, as if ready to attack.
Zhang Daoxuan didn't expect the person on the other side to be so vigilant, he shouted, "I'm not a bad person!" ”
After he said this, he felt as if he was more like a bad person......
He hurriedly added, "I just want to know where this is!" How far is it from the shore. ”
The old man's side did not waver in the slightest because of Zhang Daoxuan's words.
The kid maintained great curiosity and affection for Zhang Daoxuan, and he said, "This is the sea!" We are on the sea! It's a long way from the shore......"
He frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "It's about thirty minutes away......
Zhang Daoxuan asked, "Is your boat going to drive that far for thirty minutes?" ”
The little boy said, "Yes! ”
Zhang Daoxuan had seen the speed of the boat early on, and after a little estimation in his heart, he knew that it was only about fifty kilometers away from the shore.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's not too far."
He comforted himself and said, "Thank you! ”
However, he also felt, "Isn't it rude to just thank you verbally?" ”
He wanted to give this big and small little material thanks.
It's just that......
He had all but the clothes on his body, and even his pockets were clean.
He searched here for a long time, and suddenly thought of a strange warm current in his body when he sat on the ground in front of the Nantian Gate.
Although he didn't know what it was, he vaguely felt that the warm current seemed to be an object that could change the world.
Thinking of this, he brewed the warm current in his body, stretched out his arm, and pointed in the direction of the fishing boat.
The old man on the fishing boat was nervous all the time.
He saw that in the darkness, the figure raised his arm and pointed towards his fishing boat.
Without hesitation, he immediately pulled the trigger of the pneumatic harpoon.
He doesn't allow anyone to threaten or hurt his grandson!
Never allowed!
All I could hear was the sound of the air bursting in the night sky, and the sound of the harpoon pulling the reins.
Just when the harpoon was about to shoot Zhang Daoxuan.
Zhang Daoxuan's fingertips made contact with the harpoon.
A flash of golden light!
The grandfather and grandson of Shem can't see with their eyes!
Wait for them to see things clearly again.
The grandfather suddenly found that under the night light of the fishing boat, the trigger of the pneumatic harpoon in his hand turned golden.
He recognized the color.
That's the color of gold.
His eyes followed the trigger to the rope of the pneumatic harpoon.
I saw that the rope fell into the sea, and it was also golden!
He was a little confused, and subconsciously pressed the motor switch that put away the harpoon.
The motor turned, but the harpoon rope didn't coil back.
He simply tugged at the rope with his hand.
He felt a heavy touch.
With all his strength, he pulled a piece of rope.
With all his strength, he pulled another section.
The little boy also hurried to help his grandfather pull.
It's a pity that his strength is too small to help much.
After about ten minutes, the old man finally pulled the harpoon back and put it on.
It's just that at this time, this harpoon is no longer the texture of steel, and the reflection under the moonlight and light is not the cold glow.
But...... Golden light......
"What is this?"
"Gold?"
"My harpoon turned golden?"
The old man was stunned, he was really stunned.
The kind of stunned that doesn't know what to say or what to do.
And the little kid, seeing this golden harpoon, also asked, "Grandpa! Have our harpoons turned to gold? ”
The old man shook his head, he didn't know either.
The child said happily, "Grandpa! Grandfather! We've met the gods! We've met the gods! ”
He pointed in Zhang Daoxuan's direction and said, "Grandpa! He was able to stand on the sea! We can also turn our harpoons into gold, which is something that only fairies can do! ”
"God? Immortal? The old man remembered the myth and legend of turning stones into gold.
Legend has it that in the Song Dynasty there was a man who was very poor.
But this person has been very devout in his life, believing in Lu Zu and Lu Dongbin.
This Lu Dongbin not only has an important role in the myth and legend of "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea", but he is also the ancestor of the Taoist Quanzhen School.
Lu Zu saw that this man was pious, and one day suddenly came to his home.
When Lu Zu saw him in such a destitute appearance, he couldn't help but feel pity, and he stretched out his finger and pointed to the huge rock in the courtyard of his house.
In an instant, the stubborn stone turned into brilliant gold.
Lu Zu asked, "Do you like gold?" ”
The man bowed to Lu Zu and said, "I don't like it. ”
Lu Zu was overjoyed, he said, "You can be so sincere, and you have no selfish intentions, I can teach you the Great Dao." ”
Unexpectedly, the man continued, "I don't like this gold, but I like your fingers. ”
When Lu Zu heard his words, he disappeared in an instant.
On the old man's side, there was also a moment of excitement.
Can he take this immortal, with that endless wealth?
But at this moment, the lights flickered in the sky.
A loudspeaker on the helicopter shouted, "Is it Mr. Zhang Daoxuan down there?" ”