Rong Ling did not make a sound.
Liu Wei sighed: "The relationship between wind and water is very strange, a typhoon passes through, and not a single blade of grass grows, the strong wind accompanied by rain and waves will cause a storm in this region of the sea, the smooth sea will be affected by the whirlpool, and at this time, if there is a huge object at the bottom of any sea, the speed of the tornado will decrease, this is the situation caused by the air flow encountering resistance."
"Where is the resistance? Where is the place where River County sank to?" Rong Ling said.
Liu Wei pointed to the mountain slope to the north: "Tomorrow morning, I will bring you on a walk. The mountain is densely packed with trees and there is a lot of resistance. "Furthermore, the typhoon may not come to us. After the typhoon passes, there will definitely be some damage on the island, but it will not be destroyed. Based on the current rainfall, this typhoon is not serious enough to cover an entire island."
Rong Ling was half-believing and half-doubting, not knowing if she should believe Liu Wei's relaxed explanation.
After speaking of the typhoon, he continued to speak of Prince Lin's side.
At first, Rong Ling suspected that the wolf clan ruin was not in Zhen Yang Country, but in Da Jiang County. Hence, she came here specifically to look for the old location of Da Jiang County, but near the old location, he coincidentally met Prince Lin and the ship of the Fringe Navy.
Liu Wei was not too concerned about this. "Actually, even if River County was really the place where the wolf clan remains, it would be useless if Prince Lin found out. The entire county would be flooded, so what can he do?"
Underwater development required diving equipment. In ancient times, there was no such thing. Therefore, things that entered the water could never be dug out again.
Rong Ling was not afraid of Prince Lin, he was just curious about the method Prince Lin used to connect the two in River County with each other, was there anything he did not know?
"Continue monitoring Prince Lin. We must squeeze out the last of his value." This was the agreement that Rong Ling and Liu Wei had reached at the end. Prince Lin had already given them so many clues, they couldn't let it go to waste.
The couple followed their plans and talked about their plans for half a night. Liu Wei also mentioned the reason why she was suspicious of River County at the beginning. For Liu Wei, no matter what reason a king had, he should not rend his own land so easily. Therefore, she wanted to investigate whether there were any other secrets behind the matter, and any secrets regarding the two seas might have something to do with returning to the Greencloud Country. Hence, Liu Wei would rather kill her way to the gate of the Stone Island rather than let it go.
The two of them talked until the latter half of the night, when a light drizzle began to fall from the sky. After a while, the light drizzle turned into a heavy downpour. Finally, it began to rain.
Liu Wei estimated from the rain curtain that at this speed, a typhoon would arrive in two days at the latest.
She and Rong Ling looked at each other, Rong Ling wiped away the rain on her face with her sleeves, then lowered his head and kissed her lips, and said lovingly: "Go back to your room and sleep, it's getting late."
Liu Wei gave a vague "En" sound, lightly bit his lower lip, and said: "Good night."
It was a pity that they could not share the same room after the reunion of husband and wife. However, they could not complain because of the conditions. After all, it was a special period.
… ….
The rain continued to fall for another two days. This time, Liu Wei's calculations were wrong, and after two days, other than rain, the typhoon did not come.
The islanders were muttering to themselves about why the torrential rain was so slow and why it was so heavy this time. The water was almost halfway up the mountain, but they were still talking about it. Of course, they did not know that he was Prince Lin. They only thought that he was some sort of official in the capital.
Lord Lu, the border admiral, had told the islanders from the beginning that the rain would stop and leave, but now the rain was still falling and they had no choice but to stay here.
Although two or three days of lodging was not a big deal, because of the constant rain, the islanders were unable to fish and many families were left to fend for themselves.
In the old days, the house was big and the family lived in it for a few times. They were all family members and ate just fine, so they were free to do whatever they wanted.
But now, every family had a few subordinates of Prince Lin and his navy. Now that the entrance was up, everyone was unhappy with the small size of the room.
Especially since these outsiders didn't have food, what they ate was their own food.
Of course, Master Lu had given them money as food expenses.
To be honest, what the people of the island lacked wasn't money.
Menshi Island was an isolated island on both rivers. Most of the islanders were self-sufficient, and eating and drinking were the result of hard work done every day.
Although money was a good thing and could buy anything, the islanders could not enter the city even once every few years. Even if they had money, they had nowhere to use it. Therefore, money was not as important as food in the hearts of the islanders.
But in the entire island, only my family had such a demand. When the other islanders saw Master Lu take out the money, their complexions immediately turned sour, they really didn't want the money, so they just wanted these people to hurry up and leave, so they wouldn't have to eat all the food in their homes!
Prince Lin was still a prince after all. Although he didn't have any real power, his status was quite high. He had lived a life of luxury since he was a child.
After staying on the island for two days, Prince Lin had finally experienced what it meant to be bullied by dogs. What Prince Lin found most intolerable was that these islanders were all sick! The food made by these islanders was very unpalatable. He could not eat it with one bite, so he had someone pour it down. What was wrong with that? Didn't he pay? He slammed a hundred taels of silver on the table, but these country bumpkins did not even spare him a glance. Instead, they stared at the fish in his bucket and turned to glare at him. Why? How could a hundred taels of silver be enough for such a disgusting fish? Do you think you are some kind of imperial cuisine?
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