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The fluttering boat is also an ink spot. The handle of the oar was stained red with blood, and his hands were almost unconscious from pain, just paddling mechanically. What is so good about Changsheng, even the simplest self-protection has been lost, and he is extremely nostalgic for the thick cocoon and the young but weather-covered face.

That way, you won't have to endure the pain of repeated bleeding, and you won't have to be swept across your cheeks like a knife by the sea breeze. The obsession with returning home was deeply ingrained in his mind, and it was that obsession that prompted him to keep paddling his oars and drift away on the vast sea.

Going home, returning home, sacred and wonderful, only so that people have no regrets.

"Brother, can we go back?"

The humble and dilapidated hut was a sign of poverty, but it was a sign of stability. Yu Canghai sighed faintly, "Mo'er, I can't go back, but we can go somewhere else and start a new life." ”

The people in the fishing village all knew that he went to sea to look for immortals, and if he returned safely, and everyone else died on the sea, the result was self-evident. The thought of the end of the journey was like falling into an endless hell, and his body trembled like a mast in a great wave.

It may be explained that his unique talent allowed him to escape from the wind and waves, but this perverted body can never be explained. The elixir of life, the immortal coveted by the world, he and Mo'er are designated to be treated as growing flesh, and people will eat its flesh and blood, and there will be no inner turmoil.

What's more, the initiator of this search for immortals, Emperor Chongming of the Dayi Dynasty, has a rumor of eating children's hearts and livers. Whether it is rumored or not, its tyrannical character is indeed worthy of its name. In order to better trample on these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, Emperor Chongming had the desire to live forever. At this time, the country of Dayi was in turmoil, with internal and external troubles, and was already dying, but Emperor Chongming was still intoxicated with the dream of the foundation of eternity and could not extricate himself.

On the sea of Qiongzhu in the south, there are countless existences, the small ones are as many as the stars, and the big ones are comparable to a county. Every time there is trouble, the people of the two continents in the southeast will go to sea and escape into the Qiongzhu Sea until the world is resettled.

Go to the south, and the southern Qiongzhu sea is the only place to stay.

Suddenly, as if a giant hammer had smashed into the heart, the oars were thrown away, and the brother and sister collapsed on the boat. The clear space was instantly covered with dark clouds, and the wind was layered on top of each other, setting off huge waves higher and higher. Yu Canghai struggled to tie their bodies to the boat, the storm came, and life and death were only waiting for the heavens.

The storm is raging, the waves are churning, and the sea is roaring to crush all life on the surface of the sea. Swimming fish dive to the bottom of the sea early, and if they are swept up in the wind and waves, they may be thrown off the ground. If the fish leaves the water, they will forget to breathe.

When night falls, the sea vents its emotions unbridledly, wave after wave, wanting to compete with the sky.

The night will eventually pass, the wind and waves will calm down, and when the morning light brings the first rays of light, it can be seen that the belly-turning fish on the surface of the sea have forgotten to breathe in this storm.

"Brother, island, island" Mo'er's voice was very hoarse, but she still couldn't stop shouting.

Yu Canghai's tired face had a slight smile, and the two people on the giant tree made oars with their hands and rowed forward hard. In this vast sea, seeing such a small island makes people full of hope, and with the island, there is a direction.

"Look, brother, seabirds, seabirds. "The black and white birds in the bushes on the island make Mo'er cheer. After wandering for nearly half a year, I finally met other creatures except humans and swimming fish, and I felt very kind.

Yu Canghai was even more happy, "Mo'er, that's not a seabird, that's a Xunyan goose, flying to the south in winter, spending the winter on the Xunyang River, they will take us to the south." ”

Migratory birds fly south, this unique migration, even if thousands of miles away will not be lost, as long as you follow the Xunyang goose, you will be able to reach the Xunyang River in Nanchanaburi.

"Great, brother, but how can we keep up with Xun Yan flying so fast and we don't have a big ship. "Without advanced tools, boats could not be built, only rudimentary wooden rafts.

"I've seen migratory birds migrate, and they don't all migrate all at once, and seeing that there are so many young geese in this flock, they will definitely migrate in several batches, and the speed will not be very fast. "At this point, it is not surprising that we will definitely be able to reach Nanchanaburi with Xun Yan.

"Brother, look, there's a man there. Mo'er was startled and made him feel embarrassed, but after hearing it clearly, he was as alert as a beast. Step by step, he approached the man in the shallow water, ready to strike at any moment.

This is a handsome young man, and his white and pink hands show his noble status, and with such hands, he must not have engaged in any labor. I don't know what material the white robe on my body is, I lie stiff in shallow water, and it is actually dry to the touch.

Legend has it that there are scaleless fish in the sea with different skins that can block the invasion of water. This fish fits the streamlined shape of the water and is extremely fast, also known as a ghost fish, which is extremely difficult to catch. Such a robe, to say the least, also requires thousands of scaleless skins, made of mixed silk, worth 10,000 gold, and there are no goods in the market.

I'm afraid that only those mysterious families have such means, he touched the young man's nose and mouth with both hands, and his breathing was very weak, but it proved that he was still alive. The clenched hands gradually loosened, and the secret family has always been associated with evil. There was once an emperor who killed a disciple of a secret family, and was cursed, and finally scared to death by nightmares.

These bizarre legends spread so far that even the fishermen of the Canglan Coast knew about them well.

Although he coveted this water-repellent robe very much, he didn't dare to pick it up. "Let's go, Mo'er, go catch a goose, I've been hungry for days, brother will treat you. Yu Canghai left this person behind and walked towards the island.

Mo'er followed him briskly, "Brother, just leave him here like this, I just saw his hand, and he's still alive." ”

He palpitated for a while, but fortunately he didn't make a move, it is said that even if the people of the hidden family are going to die, they have the means to die with the enemy, and the slight movement of his fingers is the precursor to casting the evil curse.

The fragrance of roasted wild goose spread, and Yu Canghai took a bite, and before he could swallow it, he spit it out violently, until he vomited all the bile water. Mo'er patted him on the back and asked worriedly, "Brother, what's wrong?" ”

"Maybe some time ago, I ate too much roast beef, and I was a little sick to my stomach, Mo'er, you go to see if there are any wild fruits on the island, and pick some back. After Mo'er left, Yu Canghai covered his head in pain, thinking that he had said goodbye to the dark journey, but he didn't know how to linger. He even wanted to go like this, but he couldn't, he had to live for Mo'er, live well.

It is better to be a vegetarian in this life and atone for those sins.

He sharpened stones into sharp stone axes and began to cut down trees one by one, piecing together rows of rafts. When I returned to the station, I didn't see Mo'er, and I suddenly felt a little bad.

"Mo'er, what are you doing, get out of him quickly. ”

Mo'er held a grass, and the dew on the blades of grass dripped into the mouth of the unconscious young man. "Brother, you see, he's still alive, and he's eating the dewdrops. ”

"Brother, let's not leave him behind, okay, if he is alone on the island, wouldn't it be as pitiful as us being alone on the big boat, quietly not knowing life and death, okay to save him?" Looking at the tears flashing in Mo'er's eyes, Yu Canghai walked over helplessly and picked up the young man. He was wary of those jade fingers, and at the slightest movement, he did not hesitate to throw him back into the sea.

As if knowing the kindness of the brother and sister, there was no abnormal movement of the fingers, but with the palm of the hand, as if asleep.

Mo'er burst into tears and laughed, "I knew that my brother was the best person." ”

Yu Canghai said nothing, yes, Mo'er, my brother is the best person for you. However, in the eyes of others, my brother may be a heinous demon. But my brother doesn't care, for your sake, even if you become a demon, even if you fall into the abyss forever, you don't regret it.

For your sake, even if you are the enemy of the entire Biye Continent, you don't care, I just hope you can live happily.

The day of the migration of the wild goose is getting closer and closer, Yu Canghai eats wild fruits every day, but there is inexhaustible strength in the body, the wooden raft has already docked on the edge of the island, just waiting for the wild goose to take off, and then set sail south.

The boy was still unconscious, fed on dew every day, and was half dead. Yu Canghai has proposed to leave him alone many times, and there is no cure. But Mo'er still fed him with dew, and once even dropped a drop of blood in his mouth. The young man almost lost his breath because of the blood, and Mo'er still complained to herself, "Brother, you see that our flesh and blood are not like immortal flesh, but like poison. ”

Yu Canghai was very angry, "Listen, Mo'er, no one in this world can let you fight for your own safety, not even me." If you do something like this again, I will throw him into the sea and feed the fish and shrimp at the bottom of the sea. ”

Mo'er stuck out her tongue, "What's the murder, I just want to see if my blood is useful?"

"Okay, brother, Mo'er knows, she will definitely not dare in the future, even if the Biye Continent disappears, Mo'er must live well and live for her brother. ”

"Wrong, not for me, but for myself. ”

The island was filled with the cheers of Mo'er, and the clouds in the western sky were also smiling. "Brother, brother, Xun Yan began to fly south. "Above the sky, the wild geese fluttered their wings and flew, lined up in a long line.

Yu Canghai put the boy on the wooden raft and forcibly threw him into the sea*, this mysterious child of a family, full of mysteries, full of unknowns and uncertainties. Mo'er was holding a grass with long leaves, the soil still wrapped underneath, and the dew was the food of the young man, how could he forget.

"You brought his food, our stuff. ”

Mo'er ran ashore again to get a bag of wild fruits and a few fat geese to dry. Yu Canghai held the boat Artemisia, followed the footsteps of Xun Yan, and went south. The giant cyan bird that staggered past them, with a sad look and a mournful voice, flew towards the other side of the island.

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