When the fleet first set off, everyone was excited.

But after only half a day, it started to get boring again.

The sea is endless, the waves are magnificent, the sky is blue and the water is blue, and there are seabirds circling, and the junction of the sea and the sky in the distance forms a straight line, and all kinds of strange and strange scenes cannot be seen on land. However, once you see it for a long time, you will not be surprised, and it will naturally become boring.

But soon, the next day, the flotilla crashed into a storm, and the boredom instantly dissipated.

The huge waves of the sea are like fierce monsters, trying to devour everything. Once lifted, it looks like a continuous hill, and then it collapses in an instant, rushing straight over, and engulfing the fleet in it.

At this moment, even the treasure ship, known as the fortress of the sea, swayed from side to side, and the flaming Momiji turned into a soup chicken, struggling with the storm and waves.

As a clipper, the Tianbao struggled to support, and waves of waves hit, and the crew on the deck tied themselves to the mast or other fixed places. Hong saw the water roaring heartbreakingly, and the crew under his command and the Tianbao piloted broke through wave after wave of monstrous waves.

The thunder shone brightly, and white light flashed from time to time, illuminating the heavens and the earth, and it didn't take long for the heavens and the earth to fall into darkness again.

The lights in the bow and stern of the ship swayed and swayed, so faint that they seemed to be ready to go out at any moment.

The storm set off a huge wave, and the huge wave smashed in the face, and the raging water rushed straight to the deck.

In a miserable scream, the two people were directly washed down by the sea, fortunately there was a hemp rope wrapped and fixed, otherwise I don't know where it would be washed away, but even so it was very dangerous, the two were hung in the air, and one of them hit his head on the side plank and fainted on the spot.

However, this scene, it was too dark, coupled with the heavy rain and waves, everyone didn't pay attention, except for one person.

Ghost Cry pulled the hat hard, tightened it, took off his shoes, and then rushed out quickly in the heavy rain. His steps were steady, his toes clasped tightly to the deck, and on the violently sloping and swaying deck, like a sharp arrow off the string, he rushed to the side of the ship in a few steps, and then grabbed the hemp rope and pulled it upwards with all his might.

Soon, he dragged one person, turned his head and dragged another.

Rumble!

Another huge wave hit head-on, and the ghost cried and cursed, and yelled, "Big mouth!"

The big mouth wrapped around the ship's handrail, and in an instant, the Tianbao was swallowed by the huge waves.

A suffocation and sharp pain, just a moment, rushed out of the water again. Ghost Cry spat out a mouthful of brackish water, and couldn't help but yell: "Fuck the hell ...... weather"

Reminisce and admire. In this way, the ship has not capsized, and the shipbuilding technology of this world should not be underestimated. Of course, it could also be due to extraordinary materials.

Compared with the people on the shore, the people at sea are more superstitious, and every ship must have at least one Taoist priest or witch or goddess.

The people of Momiji Island believe in the red god, so the one on the boat is naturally a goddess.

The Red God's requirements for the goddess are very strict. The age must not be less than 50 years old, and it is required to be blind and deaf, and worship the red god all year round.

Fortunately, Momiji Island is rich, relying on the money that men make desperately, women are not as bitter as those real fishermen, and there are really a lot of older women compared to other places, and they are exposed to it all year round, and they naturally believe in the red god, but it is not easy to find those who are blind and deaf. However, there is always no shortage of fanatical believers in this world of demons and monsters, and there are always old women who are ruthless enough to stab their eyes and pierce their eardrums, and board the ship to escort the young children.

Every goddess is worthy of respect, and her prestige on Momiji Island is also extremely high.

The old goddess was strong and strong, her steps were like flying, and her fiery red robe fluttered in the rain, like a flame that would never be extinguished. This is the shark silk yarn woven by the mermaids of the South China Sea, which is not wet when it enters the water, and it is worth hundreds of gold and is hard to find. On Momiji Island, only the Red God Goddess can wear this robe, and it is honored.

The fake monk dragged the goddess to Hong Jianshui and shouted, "Brother Shui, the third mother-in-law is here!"

The palm of the goddess named Granny Shan pressed on Hong Jianshui's shoulder, and the old voice made Hong Jianshui's heart feel at ease.

"Don't be afraid, baby, to the left. ”

Hong Jianshui shouted heartbreakingly: "Left string ......"

Another big wave came, and the fake monk was dumbfounded.

Rumble!

Goo Rumble Goo Goo ......

The old hand grabbed the shoulder of the fake monk hard, and the sharp nails pierced into the flesh, coupled with the saltiness of the seawater, there was a tingling pain.

The fake monk gasped hard, and the third mother-in-law was not tied by the hemp rope, but she stood on the deck, like a needle of the sea god, towering and immovable.

"Thank you, third mother-in-law!"

The fake monk took a light breath, although the third mother-in-law is deaf, as long as she touches your body, she can hear your voice.

The third mother-in-law opened her big mouth, put the fake monk down, touched his head, and said with a smile: "Little monk, eat more, it's too thin." ”

The third mother-in-law's favorite is the fake monk, who is naturally bald and extremely comfortable to touch.

The fake monk smiled bitterly, although he was not tall, he was strong enough, but the third mother-in-law was nearly 60 years old, and she was still as strong as a tiger, nearly eight feet tall, which was indeed incomparable to him.

After some careful manipulation, the big waves suddenly became much smaller and less dangerous. The fleet was lined up in a straight line, like a long snake on the sea. At the forefront, the Momiji broke through the waves all the way and carved a path through the sea.

At last he dragged the man up, and the ghost wept and wiped the rain from his face, took a light breath, pressed down the hat, covered the rain, and then took out the fire fold from his arms, wiped it, and blew it into his mouth, waking up the fainting man.

"Wake up, wake up ......"

While screaming, he pinched his acupuncture points. But after a while, the man awoke, and then dimly saw the narrow eyes in a firelight, and screamed, and fainted again.

The ghost cried speechlessly, and simply tied him to the side of the ship.

He straightened up and looked ahead.

Ahead, the stern lights flickered and flickered, and the huge shadow of the ship loomed.

It was as if the invisible barrier had been broken, and suddenly, the stars in the sky were shining, and the rainstorm disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Then I looked, a dark cloud quickly receded, and under the dark cloud, huge waves, rainstorms and thunder were intertwined.

It's safe!

There were cheers, but the hustle was not over.

Devil Cry took a basin, ran to the cabin, scooped up the water over and over again, and poured it into the sea.

Amid the sound of pouring water, there were soft cheers.

It was a gift from the sea, a huge mussel shell landed on the deck, and after being pried open, the mussel shell essence with a dazzling milky white body curled its body and looked at everyone timidly.

In her arms, a pearl is so dazzling.

"Dragon Ball of the East Sea!"

Someone exclaimed, a rush of footsteps.

The fake monk led people to surround the clam shell essence, shouting to make the people around him retreat. The sound of the sword unsheathed sounded one after another, and the false monks looked at the people with unkind eyes.

Under the bright starlight, on the deck, the atmosphere was somewhat frozen.