But Chitose can only recognize a spirit pet, and the white cat wants to be on top, unless the tricky nest spider dies.

In terms of value for money, Chitose wouldn't do that. So the white cat couldn't keep up this time.

That afternoon, they salvaged three shipwrecked ships one after another, and Yan Saburo and Dou Ya each found another pass token. If there are too many of these things, they are not worth much, and Dou Ya also took it out to show everyone without any guilt, and sighed: "Now that the brand is at your fingertips, Sister Fangfang died so unjustly!"

Min Chuan said with a smile: "Take it back to the shore and sell it, and make a net profit of ten thousand taels of silver." Congratulations. ”

Jing Qing shook his head: "The brand in our hand is taken back to the land, and it can't be sold." ”

Everyone wondered, "Why is that?"

"Not to mention that the next time it can be used is sixty years later, no one will spend tens of thousands of taels of silver to buy it in advance. Jing Qing smiled bitterly, "This sign can only pass through the fog wall three or four times at most, which means that it will be invalid when we leave the Hidden Sea Country." ”

Ding Yunzheng was moved: "Is this the case?"

"Yes, otherwise, the Hidden Sea Kingdom has issued a pass order over the years, and there should be more and more seafarers who can enter the fog wall every year. How can the more than 1,000 ships in Yokosahama sit down?"

Dou Ya also said: "The strength of the brand is limited, and every time it passes through the fog wall, there is a lot of loss. ”

Ding Yunzheng and the others lost interest all of a sudden.

Soon, they began to meet other ships at sea, but they ignored each other. It's almost time to reach the destination, and no one wants to cause trouble again.

The ship's luck turned for the better, and the rest of the journey was uneventful. It lost a lot of supplies in the storm, but it passed through two small islands along the way, replenished fresh water again, and the hold was full of fish, which was a temporary relief.

For the last two days, everyone's staple food was flying fish, for which the boat boss had to pay an extra sum of money, which was more than twice the price of fish in the market.

Everyone is willing to pay for it.

Chitose dislikes Yan Saburo's fishy smell all over her body, and she doesn't want to get close.

It was in her disgust that the wooden boat finally arrived at the end of this sea journey-

Lost Island.

Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

The island is a hill isolated in the sea, with a radius of only 300 zhang, but a height of 10 zhang (30 meters), and its unique shape is impressive at first sight.

From the perspective of Tsubame Saburo, the hill is shaped like a giant elephant, and the elephant's trunk is a curved and arched weathered rock, which is parabolic and obliquely plunged into the sea.

It's like a giant elephant drawing water.

But there is a reason why such an image of the island is not named "Elephant Island" but is called "lost":

From the east of Lost Island, the entire sea was shrouded in a gray mist. With the eyesight of a stranger, he could not see within three feet of the deep fog.

The rest of Lost Island is in broad daylight and can be seen clearly, except for the trunk of the elephant -

The trunk of the elephant plunged straight into the thick fog, and the lower half could not be seen clearly.

At this moment, there are a few small black dots on the trunk of the elephant, which will move.

Dou Ya put his hand on the pergola and stared: "That's a person." ”

The boat was still far from the island, and the black spots were all humans, walking along the elephant's body towards the trunk, going down more and more, and disappearing into the thick fog in a short time.

She pointed to the foggy area in front of her and asked, "This is the fog wall of the Hidden Sea Country?"

"Exactly. The speed of the ship slowed down, and the captain of the ship also stood beside the people. "In a moment, like these people, you will walk directly through the wall of fog through the trunk of the elephant and you will reach the Hidden Country. Of course, there has to be a pass, otherwise you will be swallowed up when you walk in. There is such a legend in our village. ”

They only come and go to Lost Island to pick up and drop off seafarers, they don't have wooden cards in their hands, and they don't follow up on the Hidden Country.

This fabled land of gold has nothing to do with them. Fortunately, there were none, otherwise someone on board would have wanted to take their lives.

"Oh, it's time for you to cover your faces. He reminded.

The passengers glanced at each other, took out the square scarves they had prepared in advance, and covered their faces.

Approaching Lost Island, the group saw many wooden boats moored in the shallows on the edge of the island, which were not much different from the ones they were riding. Mooring, disembarking, offshore, all in one go, no ship will stay on the island for too long.

This is because there are too many boats rushing here and too many guests to disembark.

Yan Saburo's boat was still in line for a short time before it was the turn of the empty seat to go ashore.

Seeing that the voyage was coming to an end, the ship's boss's expression became relaxed. As he approached the beach, he said to the crowd: "A word of advice to you, get off the boat and go up the mountain, go directly to the Hidden Sea Country, and don't stop at Lost Island." ”

Jing Qing swallowed his saliva: "Half a month later, will you still come?"

"Yes, but for us, it's half a year later. The boat boss smiled, "Half a month inside the mystery, and half a year outside." I hope you all come back safely. ”

When they landed, the hull of the boat shook slightly, and everyone picked up their bags and jumped off the wooden boat.

The ship did not drop anchor, and after unloading the guests, they turned around and left, without stopping at all.

Yan Saburo climbed the trail halfway up the mountain and looked down again, just in time to see that the wooden boat he was on when he came had sailed hundreds of zhang, and would soon disappear in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Ding Yunzheng's master and servant disappeared as soon as they got off the boat, and the others followed him.

Dou Ya whispered: "These people don't speak." ”

There is only one way up the mountain, and the passengers from the wooden boat have to gather and go up step by step.

Of course, everyone hurried away with their faces covered, keeping their distances from the other teams with their eyes wary. Everyone who has worked hard to get here must be more cautious to avoid failure.

Yan Saburo lightly "shh "lest there be unnecessary strife.

A tense and oppressive atmosphere enveloped the entire mountain road.

Fortunately, the elephant mountain is not high, and after meandering twice, everyone also walked up to the elephant trunk stone.

Ahead is a thick fog.

Unlike the clouds that are common at sea, its color is an ominous grayish-black. It was not so much fog as haze or smoke, but rather a dark cloud that had struck the wooden boat the other day.

The difference is that it is flickering, and one can even see the fog vapor flowing slowly.

Yan Saburo clasped the wooden plaque in the palm of his hand, subconsciously stroked the wooden bell hanging around his neck, and strode into the fog.

As soon as he entered, the fog poured in from all directions. It was a strange feeling, as if the fog itself had life, staring at him, conveying the malice of wanting to suck people dry and eat them clean.

However, the wooden card in his hand was slightly heated at the same time, and Yan Saburo immediately found that his whole body was shrouded in blue light.

It's a very light layer, but it firmly keeps the fog out.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw that the wooden bell was also under the protection of the blue light, and he felt relieved.