When the old man with the bundled hair heard Leng Xiao's words, his eyes narrowed, and he smiled: "These days, there are not many people who dare to go to Qiushi Island, it is rumored that the owner of Qiushi Island is dead, and now Qiushi Island has become a stronghold of pirates. ”

He reminded him of it, it was not strange to see Leng Xiao, he seemed to know it for a long time, and he never asked more, but just turned around and beckoned: "Come with the old man." ”

The old man with the bundle of hair untied the rope neatly, and the boat swung leisurely on the sea, not at a speed of any means, but not slow.

During this period, the girl in the curtain poked her head out, and was glared back by the old man with bundled hair, pouting, but she didn't dare to complain, she seemed to be afraid of this grandfather.

The old man with the bundled hair said as he rocked the boat: "If you come in the daytime, no one will dare to carry you in the whole ferry, and it is just in time for the night, and the old man will dare to earn these few taels of silver." ”

"Why is that?" Leng Xiao asked.

The old man with the bundled hair sneered: "Why? Since the bandits are rampant, they don't take people seriously, they are all asleep at night, and they can still be smuggled, if it is daytime, once they are discovered, it will be a dead end, and those people will never reason with people." ”

"Young man, when you go to the island, remember, the old man has not crossed you tonight, remember. ”

Leng Xiao nodded in agreement, a little stunned in his heart. An old man, with a child, risked his life to cross him, just to earn those few taels of silver. The old man with the bundled hair said calmly, it is not easy to make decisions in life.

The bright moon shines on the sea, sparkling waves, and the ferry boat cruises through a long wake, like a deep black fish. After leaving Leng Xiao on the island, he hurried away, re-entering the maze shrouded in moonlight, and disappeared into the thick night.

Every plant and tree on the island is full of green cages, exuding vitality, if it were not for the facts, it would never look like it had experienced a catastrophe, and there was no depression and dilapidation.

What do they understand? Whoever is the owner of this island is the same to them, they still live monotonously, they still live in cycles.

There is no sorrow, no joy.

Somehow, the birds whined and flew away, leaving a fleeting shadow in the moonlight. Leng Xiao took a step forward and walked forward.

On the barren sea, the old man with the bundled hair gasped heavily, and the girl with two pigtails came out of the curtain and beat him on the shoulder.

The old man with the bundled hair sighed lightly: "I'm old, it's useless, it's only been a long time, and I've become tired of this virtue, and in two years, I'm afraid that even the boat won't be able to shake." ”

The girl sat next to the old man and said with a smile: "In the past, my grandfather took me to rock the boat, and in the future, I will take my grandfather to rock the boat!"

The old man laughed with relief, and the laughter spread far and wide with the wind. The laughter was followed by a cough.

He said bitterly: "Nier, how can grandpa really hang you for the rest of your life? You have suffered with grandpa for so many years, but grandpa can't stand you." ”

"The last time you heard people say how good the south is, the men are handsome, the women are beautiful, and the scenery is beautiful, so you are very happy, tomorrow, tomorrow grandpa will take you there, let's go to the south. ”

The girl said, "Where do we have the money? Grandpa, you're talking nonsense again." What is in the south, in the north, I am not rare at all, it is always good to hear, and when I see it, maybe I will be disappointed, if it is really good, why do those tourists want to come to this desolate place to play?"

"People who are accustomed to eating delicacies from the mountains and the sea always want to change their tastes. The south is good, better than here, you will like it, grandpa will definitely take you there. ”

The sea breeze was cold and clear, and the thick fog wrapped in dewdrops, thick and wet.

Qiushi Island is exposed to the sea more than ten miles square, the shape is relatively regular, if there is a heavy rain or high tide, it can also leave seven or eight miles of safe area, if it is not for the owner of Qiushi Island is also a highly respected figure, it is impossible to hold such a treasure land.

However, in the world, there has never been a thing that people can keep forever, and now, the old island owner has not kept it after all.

didn't keep the island, didn't keep the hundreds of disciples, subordinates, and doormen, didn't keep his wife, didn't keep his daughter, and couldn't keep every grass and tree, he couldn't keep it after all.

It's a human being, and when it's powerless, everything is fate, and it's not up to anyone at all.

There is a long line of stairs on the island, which stretches for an unknown number of miles. The bluestone has been twisted and dented by human trodding, polished in the middle, and covered with moss at both ends.

He climbed the stairs, the old island owner was a decent person, and there were no twists and turns in the construction of the island, and he arrived at the end of the road.

The thick fog constantly washed over every corner of the island, and the smell was faint, and there was no smell of blood or murder.

At the end of the long staircase, there is a village courtyard, which is connected to each other. At this time, there was silence, and the snoring of the rude man was heard from afar, just as the old man who rocked the boat said, and the pirates were all asleep.

This is by no means a good news, which means that Lei Kunlun has not succeeded in saving people, and now, I don't know what fate is.

In the courtyard of the village, there was a desolate sneer, low, like the cry of a night owl, like the neighing of a fox.

Leng Xiao's heart trembled suddenly, and he jumped onto the eaves, stepping on the red tiles, his steps were very light. He will never forget this voice, and he has come for the owner of it.

The courtyard is like a ring of the first interlocking, the center is a huge martial arts training ground, for the old island owner such a martial arts person, the house can be without, no matter if the stars and the moon are worn, the martial arts training ground is absolutely indispensable, all the guys must be complete.

Now, it has become a cemetery, with wooden stakes lined up and binding dead people. Many of them were rotten, and there were traces of eagle vultures pecking at the flesh, and the whole island was washed away by a thick fog so that it would not stink.

Just outside, there was another person alive, gasping for breath without a mouthful, inhaling the smell of decay from the corpses of his brothers in the past.

Even if he followed Leng Xiao for another seventeen or twenty-seven years, he would never be able to be calm anymore. He scolds, he suffers, he screams, he despairs.

Because even if Leng Xiao is in the same situation, he will never be able to be calm, because he is also a mortal, an ordinary person with flesh and blood.

Lei Kunlun was as sharp as ever, he raised his face and looked at the comer, his eyes full of hatred gradually filled with moisture, and two lines of tears drooped.

"Less...... ...... Grandpa"

He pointed to a wooden stake on the side, pointed to a dry bone on it, and cried and said to Leng Xiao that it was his master, Yin Qiuping, the master of Qiushi Island.

The flesh on Yin Qiuping's body was not rotten naturally, not pecked by eagle vultures, but shaved off piece by piece by pirates.

Lei Kunlun hung his head and hissed: "Young Master, I have a headache in my heart, and I can't breathe in pain." ”