Unfortunately, Chitose told him that the treacherous nest spider placed on Ding Yunzheng's body was probably knocked out by the sea, and he couldn't overhear their conversation at this time.

At this moment, everyone heard an ominous voice:

"Click!"

It was crisp, like wood breaking, and the howling of the wind and rain couldn't hide it.

Huo Fangfang exclaimed: "What kind of sound is that!"

"Something seems to be broken!" Zhuang Nanjia's face turned pale, "It seems to have come from the bilge, it's not good." Don't break the keel!"

When Yan Saburo heard this, his heart sank.

The keel is like a human vertebrae to a ship, and if it breaks, the whole ship will fall apart immediately. Without a small boat, in such a storm, Yan Saburo has no certainty of surviving at all.

"Chitose?" he whispered to Asura.

"I don't know. "The storm cut off my perception. ”

Fortunately, after a short time, the hatch was slammed open, and the wet boat boss lay on the door and shouted: "There is a hole in the bottom of the boat, come down and scoop water!"

It's okay, it's just that the bottom of the boat is broken. Dou Ya and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and glared at Zhuang Nanjia again, it would really scare people!

Yan Saburo lifted the bucket and jumped into the bilge in three steps and two steps. When he stood still, he realized that the water was almost knee-high.

The boss of the boat was right, the bottom of the boat could not withstand the impact of the waves, and two large planks were dropped. As soon as the hole came out, the sea water rushed in.

If it goes on like this, the ship will sink.

"Scoop the water, hurry!" the boat boss yelled from above, "I see the end of the storm, we can get through!

Obviously, the latter sentence was said to Ding Yunzheng's master and servant. This boy has been lying on the side of the bed sickly, refusing to move. It's okay in normal times, when life and death are at stake and there is a shortage of manpower, the ship boss is not very polite to him.

Ding Yunzheng rolled his eyes and made a gesture to Min Chuan. The latter looked at it, and the people in the next cabin all went down to the bilge to help. Only then did he help Ding Yunzheng down the ladder and participate in the water scooping action.

Pots, buckets, scoops, basins, all kinds of tools were used. Yan Saburo and Dou Ya were the most stable, so they stood on the ladder to help everyone carry water and pour it outside the deck.

There were many people in the bilge, and the two crew members immediately rushed to the deck to dispatch the ship, trying to keep the bow of the ship on the waves, otherwise the two big waves would come, and the ship would turn upside down.

Min Chuan looked left and right, pushing a large box and moving over. The ship shook badly, the box was heavy, and he was slow to advance. Yan Saburo understood it at a glance, jumped down to take the handle, and pushed the box with him to the hole in the bottom of the boat.

As soon as he made a move, Min Chuan felt that the force of the rushing water in his face had greatly decreased, and he couldn't help but look at him in surprise. This young man did not look strong, but his strength was amazing! You must know that the sea water was constantly pouring into the cabin from outside, and they pushed the box in the opposite direction, and the resistance was extremely great. Don't say that you have to bring such a big box, even if you are a big living person standing here, you can be instantly washed down by the current!

The two of them worked together, pushing the box closer to the hole little by little, and with a final shout, it blocked the hole.

Everyone cheered.

But this success was short-lived, and the next time the hull shook, the sea pushed the box three feet further inside.

Min Chuan turned over, pressed his back against the box, and yelled at Yan Saburo: "Try to fix it, quickly!"

Manage, how?

As soon as he finished speaking, Dou Ya threw three daggers over, grabbed them a few times and pierced them on the box: "Use this!"

Yan Saburo pulled out the dagger, jumped into the box, randomly selected triangles at the four corners of the inside, and pierced the dagger as a nail until it was out of handle.

This serves as a fixation.

Dou Ya is very smart, and the dagger he threw is not as sharp as clay, which is more fixed.

"Scoop the water, quick, it won't last long!" the box froze, and although the water at the bottom of the boat could squeeze in through the gaps in the four sides of the box, it was no longer a large influx. However, Min Chuan and Yan Saburo both knew in their hearts that in the face of strong water pressure, this was only an expedient measure.

The box could be broken open at any time, and the hole could widen at any time.

Everyone scooped up in full swing, and at the moment of life and death, everyone understood the truth of helping each other in the same boat. Even Ding Yunzheng couldn't care about being lazy at this time.

Eventually, the water level in the bilge gradually dropped.

Huo Fangfang shouted with joy: "It's working, it's working!" When she saw the hole in the bottom of the boat, she was so frightened that she thought she was going to die this time.

Jing Qing was so tired that he was panting, and he wanted to respond and say two sentences. But before he could speak, his smile froze, and then he pointed above and screamed, "Be careful, be careful!"

At the same time, Yan Saburo also received a warning from Chitose in his ears: "The mast has fallen, jump to the left!"

He was standing on the staircase connecting the deck to the bilge, and without hesitation, he jumped to the left deck.

Then the wind whirred on the right, and the mast almost smashed down against his sideburns!

At this time, the bow of the ship is facing down, and an inverted header washes into the trough between the two waves. The sea swept over the cabin on the right, washing almost everything away.

If he hadn't listened to Chitose's command, he would have to be swept back to the ladder by the waves, and he would have been hit by the mast.

Yan Saburo's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the mast to fix himself, and then exhaled softly.

It was a three-masted ship, and it was the small mast that was blown off by the wind. It smashed straight into the ladder, and the canvas that had been rolled up was pulled down, hula and covered the deck.

What's more, it blocks the entire wooden ladder and the light that comes through from above.

The bilge was dark now.

The people in the cabin were trapped.

Thinking on his knees, Yan Saburo knew how chaotic the bilge was. But the canvas, which had been wet with water, was unusually heavy, and haphazardly clumped together, and was hooked by countless coiled ropes, and he lifted it a few times, and found that it could not be lifted at all.

"Damn!" he cursed. This cloth is really wide enough, as long as seven or eight round tablecloths. Why don't you think it's so big when you hang on the top of the mast?

There was a lot of movement under the canvas, and it was clear that the people in the bilge were also trying to get out, and the boy even saw a dagger suddenly appear and almost stab him.

The captain of the boat rushed over and grabbed him: "Leave them alone, come and help me!

Yan Saburo nodded.

"Climb up!" the boat boss pointed to the mainmast, "help me release the rope and sail!"

"Sail?" Yan Saburo thought he had misheard. The ship was beaten to the east and west by the storm, and at this time the sail was not looking for death?

The captain of the boat raised his arm and pointed due north, and shouted: "See, exit! But the boat can't hold on, so you can rush out with the sail!"

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