Chapter Eighty-Three: The Sound of Gunshots
In the morning, I lay in my tent, sheltered from the blazing sun. Midday. Still no one came to deliver the food, and I saw that the coconut crab was half dead. I was afraid that Wu Xiuwen or Cui Mingren would see it and be taken away, so I cooked it and ate two crab tongs. The rest of the meat is ready to be eaten in the evening.
In the afternoon, I lay bored on a rattan mat, looking at the blue sky and the clouds drifting by quickly.
The only thing that gave me comfort was that the "eyes" in the woods no longer seemed to be peering at me.
It seems that my performance has made Cui Mingren let his guard down.
Of course. I didn't rest on my laurels.
Because besides him, I have to watch out for robbers on distant islands.
Now, more than half a month has passed since the wreck of our ship. It's been a few days since that typhoon. If these robbers had accomplices, they would have arrived. But I didn't see a ship coming.
Smoke still floated from the island, suggesting that they were still trying to attract passing ships for help.
"I wonder how they're doing on that island?" I thought.
But the robbers were all people who lived at sea. They were all strong men. Even if that island is a desert island, it is better than Cui Mingren's side.
At this time, I had mixed feelings.
I wish a ship would come here. Discover and take us. I am afraid that if a ship really comes, it will be robbed by those robbers and used against us.
But there is always hope in danger.
I can't keep confronting them for the rest of my life.
Thinking of this, I didn't just clench my spear. I can't wait to fight them right away. Win or lose. Hurry up and end this exile-like life.
Just then, I heard a crisp gunshot from inside the island.
I stood up suddenly and looked warily into the island.
Why did Cui Mingren shoot and who were the victims?
After the gunshots passed, heart-rending cries rang out in the woods.
The voice was muffled and sad.
I could hear the cry of a mute man.
He was cowardly and timid. has been carefully avoiding Cui Mingren, and even a woman like Wu Xiuwen can drive him all over the mountain. Could it be that Cui Mingren shot him to beat him? Why was he bullied like this by Cui Mingren and them?
My brow furrowed. Climbed out of the tent and climbed up the hill to look in the direction of the hut.
But the island was densely wooded, and my position was low, so I couldn't see the situation on the other side of the hut.
I would have liked to see what happened to the mutes. After all, he's the only person I can trust right now. But I thought that if Cui Mingren saw me and went to find a dumb person, all the trust I had just built up would be lost, and he might even give me a shot.
I don't want to clash with him until the truth of the matter is clear.
Thinking of this, I had no choice but to go back to the tent, depressed to the extreme.
Another hour or so passed.
Zheng Shuang walked out of the woods.
"Mr. Cui will let you go back. She stood in front of me and said.
Zheng Shuang turned out to be a very cheerful girl, tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a high nose bridge, a bit like a Chinese-European mixed-race. But now she speaks, as if her soul has been taken away.
"Oh, I'll go back!" I didn't talk to her much in the morning after Xu Yue's lesson. Instead, he picked up his spear and walked up the hillside.
Zheng Shuang didn't go back with me, but slowly sat on a stone, looking at the sea in the distance with a dull gaze. It seems that she was ordered by Cui Mingren to take over my position.
Although there was a lot of depression in that hut, I was still eager to go back at this point, because I wanted to find out what was going on here.
When I saw the hut again and saw a slain goat hanging from a tree next to it, I finally understood why the mute was crying so sadly.