After a while, some fishermen came out of the water to breathe and then dived again, and slowly began to harvest, and some pearls of different shapes and colors were brought from underwater, but they were about the same as the stock in the Moken family's house, and they were never particularly large. There was a "bang" on the surface of the water, and a fisherman came out and shouted loudly in horror, and Wu Naiye suddenly became nervous when he heard this.

"Someone got caught in the thigh. He said sadly.

"Hurry up. Mo Yan said.

"It's impossible, unless you cut off the whole leg, you won't survive. ”

Mo Yan didn't say a word, took off his official uniform, plunged into the sea, and swam towards the bottom of the sea after holding his breath and entering the fetal state. The buoyancy of the sea water was extremely high, and he was not good at swimming, so it took him a long time to get close to the bottom of the sea.

Under the colorful coral reef, he saw the young Moken fisherman who had an accident, his entire thigh had been bitten by a huge clams, and he was struggling from side to side in pain, and several fishermen around him were helpless.

Mo Remnant had no other way to swim closer, but to pick at the two clam shells with his two hands, and his mind was poured into his arms to use all his strength to break hard. With the urging of the true qi, the two mussel shells were slowly pulled open, and finally with a sudden scream, the clam was split in two and split into two halves.

The surrounding fishermen quickly lifted the injured person to the surface, and Mo Yan approached the clams to take a closer look at this behemoth. The two jagged mussel shells are as big as a bed, and the white and soft mussel meat is estimated to be hundreds of catties, and I don't know if it's delicious or not.

Mo Yan floated up and returned to the boat, and saw the Moken people prostrate on the boat, praying incessantly.

"My lord, they say that you are a god sent by the Buddha to save your life, and no one has ever been able to break open the shell of a clam with his bare hands. Wu Naiye explained to Mo Yan.

"This official is not a god, just a member of the three grades of the Great Qing Kingdom. Mo Mian said this, but his heart was still quite comfortable, and it was always a happy thing to save people and be grateful.

Mo put on his official uniform again, checked the man's injuries, first ordered the acupoints to stop the bleeding, and then took out the medicine box from the back basket of the little mountain ghost to apply medicine to him.

Several fishermen dived into the water again and cut the clam meat into pieces and carried it onto the boat, which weighed 300 catties. U Naiyah told Mo that the meat was a rare delicacy for the Moken people, and that they would like to feast you tonight in gratitude to the gods.

"Pearl!" exclaimed a Moken fisherman excitedly.

Sure enough, there was an earthy yellow bead in the snow-white mussel flesh, as big as a human fist, exuding a dark luster, very similar to the glass beads inlaid on the fake crown.

"This pearl is extra-large, and it is definitely worth a lot of money. U Naiye commented.

The Moken fisherman respectfully handed the beads to Mo Yan.

"My lord, they said that you saved people, and the pearl should belong to you. U Naiye told him.

Mo Yan was about to refuse, but Wu Naiye said that if they didn't accept this pearl, they would no longer be able to take out anything valuable to honor the gods, so they must accept it.

Mo Yan had no choice but to hand it over to the little mountain ghost to collect and express his gratitude.

"Do they know what those red-clad masked men are doing on the top of the mountain?" asked Mo Yan.

Wu Naiye translated Mo Yan's questioning.

"They say that the men in red are so fierce that they have not allowed the Moken to set foot on the hill since they came to the island twenty years ago and occupied that hill. There was once a brave fisherman who sneaked up the mountain and was found and beaten half to death, so no one dared to go again. ”

"Do they never go down?"

"It is said that every once in a while, a big ship will come and bring them something to eat, and only then will they come down the mountain to carry it, and it may come again in the next two days. ”

The fishing boat returned to the shore, the fishermen carried the injured back home, and Mo and the two returned to the firewood house.

It seems that the red-clothed head on the mountain only came out in the middle of the night to cast spells by the waterhole, and Mo Yan decided to find out what they were doing tonight.

At dusk, the Moken people had already prepared a dinner, and Wu Naiye led Mo Yan to the seaside. A bonfire is lit on the beach, and the grill of clams is grilled until oily, and the smell of sweet seafood fills the air.

The Moken people drank their own fruit wine and ate roast meat, while singing and dancing and singing ancient songs that have been passed down for a long time, and their tones were simple and desolate, which made people feel a faint sadness.

In the distance, a large ship appeared on the sea, swarthy, slowly heading towards Minh Chin Island, and Wu Nai Ye told Mo Jian that the Moken people said that it was a cargo ship that regularly came and went to deliver supplies to the red-clothed monks on the mountain.

With a "snort", a rocket was launched from the big ship and exploded in the night sky, which was a signal to the mountain. After a short time, some red-clad masked men hurriedly walked down the road to the hill and came to the shore, and there were eight people in total, and they began to silently unload the ship and carry supplies up the mountain.

Mo Yan looked from afar, no one on the boat came down, only the people in red kept busy up and down, and when everything was moved, the big ship immediately left the coast and disappeared into the vast night.

Mo Yan hurriedly ate a few bites, brought a few pieces of roasted clams to the little mountain ghost, and told Wu Naiye that he was tired today and should go back early to rest, and then left the beach and returned to the firewood house.

The little mountain ghost was already hungry, so he was busy catching it and eating it.

Mo Yan asked him to watch the house, changed into civilian clothes and quietly followed those red-clothed heads up the mountain, in order to prevent being detected, he was still walking through the rainforest to follow, and finally came to a stone wall in the back mountain, hiding behind a tree to observe secretly.

The red-clothed head Tuo, who was the leader, stepped forward and knocked on the stone wall, and said softly: "Ayutthaya." It was repeated three times in total, and it seems that this is their code word.

Then the man waved his hand, and the red-clothed heads walked into the stone wall in turn with large bags on their shoulders

Mo Yan was taken aback, how could they go straight into the stone wall?

After they all entered, Mo Yan crept to the stone wall, opened his soul eye and took a closer look, only to see that this was a prohibition similar to the stone wall. The prohibition under Niang Xian in the Green Snake Valley is a transparent qi wall, and what is under here is an air wall that resembles a stone wall, and ordinary people can't tell it apart at all and think that this is a natural stone wall, and they can't imagine that it will be a hole at all.

Mo Yan gently pushed it with his hand, the air wall was very hard and cold in the hand, no different from the real stone wall, and he couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart, this trick was much more clever than Niang's.

He also wanted to learn the voice of the red-clothed head to open the ban, but he felt that it was not the right time, so he quietly retreated into the dense forest, and then climbed to the top of the mountain and continued to crudely in the bushes to observe.

The scene under the moonlight was the same as last night, the four red-clothed heads sat on the wooden platform in the east, west, north and south, and the fat monk was still meditating and vomiting in the middle of the pool.

When the time came, the beads on the crown began to exude a trace of aura again, and the nose also smelled the same earthy smell, and the slow agitation of the aura began to rotate slowly, and the faces of the four red-clothed heads immediately became nervous.