Seeing that the Dongxia gang was finally honest, Lin Fengjin began to take care of the matter of going to the Far North, and after all the preparations were in place, their three specially modified adventure ships were also overhauled and ready to set sail at any time.

So, on a sunny day, Lin Fengjin led a small fleet to the far north and set sail quietly, of course, the "small" of this fleet is compared to their main fleet, this fleet also has the number of four three-masted potbelly ships, the draft can exceed two thousand tons, and all of them have undergone a series of careful modifications, the crew is not armed to the teeth, but at least in this era, it is almost a top warship.

There was neither a deliberate low-key, nor double the publicity, as if it was a very ordinary voyage, and this kind of thing fell in the eyes of the Dongxia merchants, and there was a sense of powerlessness with some sighs, in their eyes, these southerners were still thieves, and they wanted to find a route to the land of the rising sun. In the future, with the competitor of the Sunrise Country, there is no doubt that when making transactions, it will be more passive.

After the ship went all the way north, because it was a smooth wind, the temperature dropped quickly, and even after three days of sailing, small ice floes began to appear in the sea. Fortunately, the weather has always been very powerful, with blue sky and blue sea, giving people a very good start.

Just after lunch on this day, Lin Fengjin was chatting with the wild boar on the bow of the boat, but at this time, an old man who looked a little old hurriedly ran up and said to Lin Fengjin in a panic:

"Childe, Childe, we need to lower the sails quickly. And then everybody paddles through this hellish place!"

This old man's name is Kim Chong-jeong, and he successfully participated in the team of hunting the White Devil King four times, and he survived the eventually, and he didn't wash his hands three years ago, but it was because of the collusion between officials and businessmen after Lin Fengjin came to Incheon. Although Kim Chong-jeong is quite powerful in the local area, he has no choice but to go in such an obviously inappropriate season.

It is said that before leaving, this old man actually summoned his children and grandchildren to explain the aftermath, and cut off his hair, saying that if his family could not come back, he would bury his head in the ancestral grave as ashes. It's also to avoid being a ghost in a foreign land.

At this time, I saw Jin Chongzheng running over in a hurry, Lin Fengjin still had a lot of respect for this old man, so he said:

"It's obviously a sunny day, why do you want to lower the sails and paddle for Lu?"

Jin Chongzheng said urgently:

"This sea is the territory of the Satsuma envoys! Originally, it likes to sleep in the summer, and when we go, we can sail and speed up, but when we come back, we must lower the sails and pass slowly, and at the same time we have to offer sacrifices!!"

It turned out that just as the old man was talking, the deck suddenly began to shake violently. If you look closely, a huge whirlpool has appeared on the surface of the water, and the sea water is shaking violently, which makes the ship jolt. This Jin Chongzheng was already screaming in despair:

"It's over, the Satsuma messenger is angry, and we're all going to die here. ”

With his shouting, there were probably more than a dozen newly replenished Dongxia people on the ship, all of whom fell to their knees with desperate faces. Touch the ground with your head, and then, like an ostrich drilling sand, bury your head between your legs and dare not show it. The corners of Lin Fengjin's mouth showed a contemptuous smile. Strode to the bow of the boat and looked out.

Probably just after a pour of incense, the shock of the ship actually stopped, and the sailors cheered, and those Dongxia people who thought they were going to die raised their heads in amazement, their eyes were full of confusion, but if they sniffed carefully, they felt a bloody breath coming from their nostrils!!

After all, Jin Chongzheng had been out of the sea four times, and he was always bolder, looking at the frightened and puzzled eyes of his fellow clansmen around him. He looked around again, and found that the sailors of the Central Plains had stopped cheering, and went to do their own things very calmly, so he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, carefully picked up the wooden barrel next to him, and walked towards the bow of the ship nervously, and then saw that the sea water in front of the bow was bubbling fiercely, and the sea water almost turned blood-colored, and there were several huge shadows under the water that kept shuttling, and every time he shuttled, there was a strong blood gushing up.

Jin Chongzheng was completely sluggish to watch the bloody scene, and then saw several sampans skillfully leaning up, some sailors jumped down neatly, and carried a thick hemp rope, a moment later, in the sound of the winch crunching, a mutilated corpse up to four or five feet long was hooked and dragged up with his chin, this huge corpse was like an eel, the teeth were sensitive, the flesh was blurred, the flesh and blood were at least bitten off, and the white bones of Sensen could be seen everywhere, and the blood-red cracked internal organs fell down with the pull of the winch, and the sea water was bright red, and the bloody breath was disgusting！

The sailors from Dongxia were all together with Jin Chongzheng, and they were stunned when they saw this scene, and an indescribable thought welled up in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say it when they looked at each other.

At this time, Lin Fengjin walked out, looked at the hanging corpse and smiled:

"It's a pity that the Satsuma envoy has found the wrong person to be angry with. ”

Jin Chongzheng's lips twitched, and he said in a trembling voice:

"Big, big, great!

Lin Fengjin shouted a few times into the distance at this time, it was nothing more than to quickly raise the sails and set sail, and then said casually:

"This guy is what you call the Satsuma messenger, why, you have worshiped it so many times, and you have never seen the real body?"

Jin Chongzheng looked at the huge demon corpse hanging up sluggishly and numbly, some characteristics gradually began to be associated with some things in his memory, and then looked back at the Dongxia sailors who looked at him as the horse's head, his lips snorted a few times, but he found that the throat was very dry, and he didn't know what to say at all.

Soon, the speed of the ship heading north has returned to normal, but the Dongxia people on the ship inevitably seem a little unwilling, after all, for them, the majestic image that has been fixed in their minds is collapsing in one day, and it will indeed take a while to recover.

These people stayed like the walking dead all afternoon, but they were all eager to go back to their beds as soon as possible to sleep, maybe when they woke up, everything would be back to normal, and maybe even they would return to the hot kang at home.

It seems that Lin Fengjin is also very considerate of their mood, so when the sunset has not yet set, he let them get off duty earlier, and then get up at four o'clock in the morning to be on duty, and the Dongxia people have returned to their beds one after another.

After enough sleep, the spirit of these Dongxia people finally recovered a lot, and they got up half an hour earlier on time, at this time most of them began to regard yesterday's experience as a dream, or an experience that did not exist at all, and began to talk and laugh with each other and say hello, but they all avoided what they experienced yesterday.

Soon, the Huotou army on the ship brought them breakfast, in addition to steaming steamed buns, pickles, and gruel, there were also small half-wooden barrels of milky white soup, and even everyone was given three taels of old wine.

Big steamed buns, pickles, and gruel are standard configurations, and the hot and spicy old wine is for people who are on duty at night and early in the morning to keep out the cold, but the small half barrel of milky white soup does not know what it is, and it is actually sprinkled with verdant green onions, which looks very delicious, and smells even more fragrant and tempting.

Jin Chongzheng, as the most senior senior, naturally went to scoop the milky white soup, and praised it after half a sip, and the rest of the people were not stupid, so they immediately rushed to it, and found that there were large pieces of meat in the soup, and they almost melted into their mouths as soon as they ate it. This group of Dongxia sailors can be said to have a lot of experience at sea, but they have really never tasted such a delicious fish soup, and they were swept away in an instant, and even the soup base was drunk cleanly, they were licking their mouths and tongues, and they were still saying that they hadn't eaten enough.

After a while, when this group of Dongxia people began to climb the deck to move their hands and feet, they also saw the second officer of the ship squatting there with a group of people, drinking soup and eating meat around a large wooden barrel, and they all looked like they were snorting and steaming. As soon as the Dongxia sailors were done, there was a whispering voice immediately, which was nothing more than saying that these Central Plains people on the ship were eccentric, and they all picked on their group of people if they had good things, and the second mate and these people could drink a big bucket of good soup, and the number of Dongxia people in their group was doubled, but they only gave a small half a bucket.

At the moment, Jin Chongzheng, as the leader, naturally wanted to negotiate, so he walked over and said to the second officer, the second officer is also a real person, listening to this Dongxia man complaining here, he directly asked people to call Chef Luo on the ship, and it didn't take long for Chef Luo to hurry up with an apron on, and his hands were still greasy, and complained:

"Lao Zhang, what are you looking for us at this juncture? We still have to prepare a meal for thirty people, if it is delayed, they will make a fuss, and the son will not throw us down to worship the river god?" (To be continued......)