C17

Ding Hong stood at the stern, looking at the land far away from him. He had another feeling in his heart. He sighed, thinking about how he had left the continent and was going to live on the island. He wondered how long it would be before he returned. However, he had the Heavenly Talisman, Fuxi's hand bone, and the Qi sword. If he were to study them in the future, he might not necessarily be afraid of those people.

Wang Han suddenly patted him from behind and said, "Without the financial power of the dark market, there are many things that cannot be carried out. Although they are very determined, they might ask the dark market to go back soon. "

Ding Hong looked back at him and said, "Thank you."

Wang Han laughed and said: "Brother Ding, it was just a small matter. "Alright, I'm afraid you haven't eaten anything at noon?"

Hearing this, Ding Hong also laughed and said, "Of course I'm waiting for tonight's dinner for you to treat me."

Wang Han patted Ding Hong on the shoulder, and the two of them walked into the cabin.

This freighter was neither big nor small. Including the crew, Wang Han and Ding Hong, there were only seven of them in total. More than half of the cabin was filled with cargo, and only a small portion of the cabin was empty. There was a small table in the space that had been vacated. There were some dishes and wine on the table and a kerosene lamp with a cap.

Wang Han led Ding Hong to a seat, picked up his wine cup and said, "Brother Ding, this place is simple and crude, there is nothing for you here. I will drink a cup of wine first to atone for my sins." After he finished speaking, he drank the wine in one gulp. Then, he started to savor the aftertaste of the wine.

Ding Hong really suspected that he wanted to drink more than to apologize. To be honest, Ding Hong had drunk some in the village before, and each time he had felt something different.

Seeing how intoxicated Wang Han was, he could not help but pick up the wine cup and drink it all in one gulp. Following that, he felt a burning pain in his stomach, as if his throat felt like it had been scorched by the sun for ten days. It was difficult for him to even swallow his saliva. He couldn't help but cough dryly.

Wang Han came back to his senses and saw Ding Hong's expression. He smiled and said, "Brother Ding, you didn't drink much in the past."

Ding Hong's face turned red from the dry cough. Embarrassed, he said, "Although I have drunk before, I have never drunk as much as I did today. All of my senses are a little uncomfortable."

Wang Han took out a small jug from the side and poured some wine for Ding Hong. Then, he used another small jug to pour him some fresh water.

Ding Hong drank some water and felt a bit better. He said, "I wonder how Brother Wang learned this martial art?"

Hearing his question, Wang Han couldn't help but sigh, drank another cup of wine and then said, "A dozen years ago, I was only seven years old. Qi and Yan country war destroyed our village, and our family became refugees. "I didn't know that on the way back, I encountered bandits …" He couldn't help but take another sip of his wine, "That group of people killed my parents. When they wanted to kill me again, an expert just happened to pass by. After that, he took pity on me and took me in as his disciple due to my good muscles and bones. "

He paused, sighed, and said in a deep voice, "If I had to choose, I would rather not have this martial arts. I would rather be with my parents." Unknowingly, he no longer paid any attention to Ding Hong.

Under the flickering light of the lamp, Ding Hong could vaguely see the flickering of hazy teardrops at the corner of his eyes.

Thinking that his background was not much better than Wang Han's, he could not help but feel a little melancholy. Raising his wine cup, he also drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing Ding Hong's reaction, Wang Han chuckled and said, "Looks like Brother Ding also has a difficult book to read." "Come, let's not stop until we're drunk tonight!" He raised his glass and looked at Ding Hong.

Ding Hong did not reply. He just refilled his cup and clinked with him.

"F * ck!" Wang Han fiercely touched it, as if he wanted to push the worries in his heart out.

After Ding Hong was touched by him, a lot of the wine in his wine cup spilled out.

Just like that, the two of them drank their wine back and forth. Not long after that, Ding Hong fell into a deep sleep. But Wang Han was still full of energy.

Seeing that Ding Hong was already drunk, he helplessly shook his head and brought him to a simple and crude bed to rest. He drank alone for another two hours. Then he was on deck again, trying to blow the sea breeze.

There was no land on the ship now, only the endless sea and the cold moonlight. After standing on the deck for a while, Wang Han still didn't feel the sea breeze. He couldn't help but frown, not knowing what was going on.

Suddenly, there were footsteps behind him, which were exceptionally clear in the night. He looked back and saw that it was the old man who had led them aboard, the captain of the freighter.

He came to Wang Han's side and ignored his gaze. Looking at the sea surface, he suddenly sighed and said, "Isn't it strange that you don't feel like there is no sea breeze?"

Wang Han was stunned, he did not know how he knew what was on his mind, but after all, the other party was quite talented in this area, so it was fine if he could just come out.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles. And perhaps it was because under the moonlight, Wang Han suddenly saw that the old man's face had become even more wrinkled.

He suddenly had doubts in his heart as he asked, "Is there something troubling your esteemed elder?"

The old man sighed again, and said: "Such a calm surface of the sea, I'm afraid it is the beginning of a storm!" I wonder if this ship can withstand it. "

He shook his head and left the room feeling a little discouraged, no longer paying attention to Wang Han.

When Wang Han heard the old man's words, he too was shocked. Of course, he had heard about the storm before. It was definitely a calamity with a slim chance of survival! As he thought about it, a chill went down his spine.

He hurried to the bottom of the cabin, hoping to wake Ding Hong up so that he could at least make some preparations. However, Ding Hong was still in a daze even though he had used all kinds of methods. He said the first sentence, and Ding Hong then laid back down.

Under these circumstances, Wang Han really didn't know what to do. He glanced around to see if there was anything useful. Suddenly, he saw four big barrels and some ropes.

His eyes lit up as he hastily brought the buckets over and tied the four buckets together with ropes. Then, he tied Ding Hong to the four barrels. After doing all this, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Although whether or not the storm would come was a problem, if it really did come, it would make him flustered. Thinking about how the life force of floating on the sea was minimal, Wang Han could not help but take a deep breath.

Who would have thought that they would encounter such a situation right after exiting the tiger's den.

He sat on the floor of the cabin, and the sounds of running up and down on the deck were like an earthquake.

Just like that, four hours passed. Wang Han almost fell asleep in a daze. Suddenly, someone shouted, "The storm is coming, the storm is coming!"

Startled, Wang Han quickly braced himself and went to the deck. Upon seeing the scene outside, he sucked in a breath of cold air.

Dark clouds billowed in the sky, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. At the same time, the surface of the sea started to ripple. While Wang Han was still in a daze, the waves had already risen to a height of three to four feet. It had begun to rain.

The old man at the bow of the ship had a serious expression on his face. His callused hands gripped the rudder tightly as he paid close attention to every change on the surface of the sea.

Several sailors were running around, but there was no fear on their faces. For people like them who treated the sea as their own family, any danger was nothing short of normal. Of course, it also had to be a side dish or a feast. The storm was naturally a feast.

"Bastard, watch the wind!" Big mouth, put down the mast! The rest of the people should go and organize the goods in the bottom of the ship! " the old man shouted.

"Yes sir!"

"Got it!"

"No problem!"

When Wang Han came back to his senses and saw the skilled movements of the sailors, he could not help but inwardly click his tongue.

Suddenly, the body of the boat shook violently, and many things on the boat were knocked to the side. Wang Han also lost his balance from the sudden shaking and actually fell to the deck.

Wang Han hurriedly got up.

There was a loud cry of fear in the voice of one of the sailors.

"A great wave, a great wave!"

"What!" The old man turned his head and stared at the screaming sailor, disbelief written all over his face. Shi Mu's complexion changed as he looked back and saw that the ship had turned into a wave that was nearly ten times taller than the ship. It was about three to four thousand feet behind the stern. He hesitated, then shouted: "Abandon the ship, abandon the ship!" After he finished speaking, he stopped steering the ship and ran to a hidden part of the ship. He opened the deck and pulled out a sheepskin raft. However, the sheepskin raft could only fit six people at most.

When the sailors saw that the captain had brought out the sheepskin raft, they no longer hesitated and hurried to the sheepskin raft. At the same time, one of the sailors saw that Wang Han was still in a daze and pulled him to the sheepskin raft.

To be honest, Wang Han's self-control was not something these sailors could compare to. However, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded by the terrifying and unheard-of waves. His mind was blank. That huge wave was like the haze of the apocalypse that reflected deeply in his heart.

After they boarded the raft, they hurriedly tied themselves to the raft with ropes to prevent themselves from being knocked away by the waves.

Only then did Wang Han come back to his senses. He suddenly remembered that Ding Hong was still at the bottom of the deck. His facial expression changed immediately. He struggled to untie the rope and prepare to save Ding Hong. Seeing his actions, the five people hastily pulled him back and shouted: "You're crazy!"

"Brother Ding is still inside. I have to go save him!" Wang Han shouted hysterically. That day, he had confidently promised Wu Yu that he would definitely ensure Ding Hong's safety. But this scene was completely throwing Ding Hong into the Netherworld Kingdom! How could he not be anxious?

But at that moment, the huge wave approached the cargo ship in the blink of an eye. When the cargo ship was hit by the wave, it was immediately tilted, followed by the wave that abruptly dropped down, and with a few "kacha" sounds, the cargo ship was smashed into pieces, interrupting Wang Han's struggling movement.

The sheepskin raft they were on only surfaced after being pushed down by the waves for a few dozen feet. However, after being tossed about by the waves for only a few breaths' time, the few of them were unable to catch their breath. However, just as they took a deep breath, another huge wave crashed into the bottom of the sea. This cycle exhausted the few of them.

Just as they were about to lose all hope, they suddenly realized that the wave had become smaller. The waves became smaller and smaller until they were only half a meter tall.

Several sailors couldn't help but cheer. Suddenly, the old captain's voice trembled as he shouted, "Look at the sky!" His tone was filled with excitement.

They hurriedly looked up to the sky, and upon seeing it, they said sincerely, "Thank you, Prince Long! Thank you!"

At the place where the black clouds had gathered, a white silver dragon was writhing. With each turn of his body, the clouds in the sky became lighter, and the waves became weaker. No wonder the storm, which usually lasted a long time, only lasted this long.

But among these people, Wang Han was silent all this time. His expression was dispirited, as if his heart had already died. The old captain looked at him and sighed, knowing that he was in a state of mind, and did not try to comfort him.

The old captain called to the other four to untie the rope and knelt on the sheepskin raft, bowing to the sky. Then he pulled out a pair of slurry and a compass from beside the sheepskin raft. The old captain had gone out to sea who knew how many times in his life, and every time he encountered danger, he had relied on this ship's items to save his life and the lives of his crew members.

He gave the oars to the two sailors and began to fiddle with the compass. After a while, the old man raised his head and said to them, "The fresh water contained in this sheepskin raft should be able to help us get to Xuanzhou Island. We'll see if we can get the help of the Sea Merchant Group there."

The sailors nodded. They had always been convinced of the old captain's judgment.

The old captain looked at Wang Han again, shook his head, turned around and shouted, "Swarko, skinny boy, we are facing the southwest now, adjust your direction and head east."

The two sailors replied casually, "Got it." Their tones were filled with happiness.

The feeling of surviving a calamity would definitely be good.

Of course, there were also those who did not feel well. The one who didn't feel well was naturally Ding Hong.

Ding Hongben was drunk and his nerves were numb as he fell asleep. But when the waves broke the freighter, it woke him up. In addition to the seawater being soaked, all of the alcohol in his body was instantly dispelled.

Fortunately, when the freighter was smashed, a small section of space had been squeezed into a triangle, counteracting the immense pressure of the falling waves to keep the bucket under his feet from shattering.

After experiencing the same ups and downs as Wang Han and the others, he survived. However, he had already been carried far away by the waves, and even the white silver dragon couldn't see him much less Wang Han's group.

He moved his aching body on the bucket and spat out a few mouthfuls of seawater.

It was only then that he could clearly see the situation he was in. When he thought about the huge waves, he realized it was a storm that had struck the sea.

Ding Hong had read a lot of books. Of course, it was not because there were so many books in the stronghold, but because when Ding Tian brought him to the stronghold, he brought a few boxes of books with him. He naturally knew about the dangers of the storm, and being able to survive was a blessing in disguise. Seeing himself tied to a wooden bucket, he instantly understood the cause and effect. I wonder how Wang Han is doing now?

He looked around at himself and found it funny that he was bound all over and tied to a few large wooden buckets. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. There were probably not many people like him in this world.

However, thinking of himself drifting on like this, and the word 'death' in the end, he could not help but sigh. He muttered to himself, "I, Ding Hong, never thought that I would be buried in this ocean!" After experiencing the recent events, his temperament couldn't help but change, becoming more at ease.

When he felt he had nothing else to do, he began to roll up the rope and the bucket. After a while he found it inconvenient to be tied up with rope. With a raise of his eyebrows, the Sword Qi in his hand cut off a few small strands of rope before quickly turning around and tying up the broken pieces of rope as fast as lightning. Only then did the four buckets not break apart. This set of actions made Ding Hong feel as if everything was flowing smoothly.

He stood on the bucket and looked out to sea and the sea breeze and felt good about himself. He loudly recited, "The wind blows through the waves, sometimes, directly hangs the cloud sail Ji Canghai."

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. This was because a small island had suddenly appeared not too far away. Although this island wasn't big, it was a lifesaver for Ding Hong. He quickly leaned on the bucket and used his hands to make slurry to paddle the seawater.

As the saying goes, once a great disaster is averted, there will always be luck. At this moment, the sea breeze just so happened to blow the wooden bucket Ding Hong was in towards the island. After sensing it, Ding Hong could not help but burst out laughing.

He exclaimed with emotion, "Heaven does not destroy me!"

However, after Ding Hong drew several incense sticks worth of time, he still hadn't reached that island. He couldn't help but feel strange. He stood up and studied the island. The distance between the island and itself was the same as the first time he had seen it.

He couldn't help but think of the strange book that was written on it: "There are demons in the East China Sea, so you can't be confused about them."

"Could it be a Sea Demon?"

Ding Hong could not help but frown. Squatting down and putting his hand into the seawater, he unexpectedly saw that the seawater was not the direction he was looking at, but the opposite! In addition, he had been using all his strength to paddle the island in the opposite direction from where he had seen the real water flow. It was as if he had wandered around in the same place for a while.

The Siren must have used some trick to confuse his thoughts and sight, causing him to linger around for a long time. As a result, he would eventually be trapped in a dead sea. Ding Hong guessed.

Now that he understood the reason, he naturally wasn't afraid of the Siren anymore.

Ding Hong closed his eyes and used the seawater to touch his hands to determine the direction. This way, as long as he left the range controlled by the Siren, he would be safer. At first, he could still recognize the direction of the sea, but slowly, Ding Hong felt the water start to flow backwards.

At this moment, Ding Hong suddenly heard a burst of seductive moans from a woman. That sound made Ding Hong's whole body heat up, and a wave of hot air suddenly emerged from his abdomen.

Feeling the change in his body and mind, Ding Hong was shocked. He quickly opened his eyes to look for the source of the sound. But when he saw this, he felt as if his entire body was gushing hot blood.

He saw a golden beach appear in front of his eyes for no reason, and a huge sandstone stood on its own. At this moment, there was a naked blonde sitting on top of the sandstone, rubbing every part of her body. She was groaning and drooling at the same time. When she saw Ding Hong staring at her, one of his hands stopped to summon her.

It was Ding Hong's first time seeing such obscenity, and every part of his body felt hot and bloody. Seeing the woman calling out to him, he couldn't help but take a step forward.

Ding Hong raised his foot and was about to step on it. The sound of the blonde woman moaning was getting louder and louder. The corners of her mouth began to move and her saliva started to flow out even more. It was as if she was having a fit.

"Sigh …"

Suddenly, a woman's deep sigh came from the depths of Ding Hong's heart. That voice seemed to have been soaked in the nine heavens, washing away all the wishful thinking in his heart. He raised his foot and retracted it. The dirty thoughts and feelings he had towards that girl also completely disappeared.

Ding Hong's heart was like a raging sea that was suddenly frozen into a thousand year old ice by the cold energy nine heavens away. It became deathly silent. He looked at the blonde again. Under Ding Hong's gaze, the beautiful woman slowly turned into a cyan monster with a body full of sarcoma. Green liquid flowed out from the monster's mouth from time to time. A pair of hands came out from his waist and moved the tumour back and forth.

The contrast between the two scenes was so great that Ding Hong nearly vomited.

Seeing that Ding Hong's expression had returned to normal, the monster howled with dissatisfaction. When Ding Hong saw this, he coldly snorted. With a flick of his right hand, he drew a picture of Yin and Yang, smashing it towards the monster.

The monster must have a bad brain, so it didn't know the power of the Yin Yang diagram. Upon seeing this strange pattern, he did not dodge and directly crashed into it.

However, before the monster could get close to the Yin Yang diagram, the Yin Yang diagram suddenly accelerated and crashed into it. The monster let out a roar of pain. Just as it wanted to struggle, it was already smashed by the Yin-Yang Image onto the sandstone, turning it into a pile of minced meat.

As soon as the monster died, there was a "clang" and the scene changed. The originally golden beach gradually sank and turned back into the sea. As for the sandstone, it didn't change much. It had only become sharper, and there were still many remnants of monsters remaining on it.

Although Ding Hong was slightly resentful towards the excessive violence of the Yin-Yang Image, he still managed to save his life. He suddenly thought of the deep sigh in his heart. The first person he thought of when he thought of it was actually the woman who had enlightened him about the state of his heart.

"Ahh, if there's a chance in the future, I must find this strange woman."

Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about these distant matters. He surveyed his surroundings. It was still the endless sea, dark and azure. The seabed that was faintly discernible was like a terrifying abyss, causing Ding Hong's hair to stand on end.

Then, he thought of an incomparably important matter.

He touched his chin and said to himself, "If I didn't have fresh water, I probably wouldn't last three days at sea. "But this fresh water …" He thought for a moment, then crouched down and started observing the wooden barrel.

After observing for a while, he carefully used the air sword to cut open a small part of the wooden bucket. Ding! The sound was like ice shattering, almost breaking Ding Hong's heart.

He quickly took a closer look and realized that there was a thin layer of glass inside the barrel. It was probably used to block the liquid from seeping in. After seeing the situation, Ding Hong couldn't help but roll his eyes and curse. However, in his heart, he secretly sighed at the craftsmanship of this craftsmanship.

Focusing his attention and looking through the small hole, he saw a faint shadow floating inside. Ding Hong was overjoyed. Originally, his mouth was dry after waking up from his drinking. Furthermore, he was tempted by the monster just now. Now, he was unable to endure the thirst. If he was not given water, he might even drink seawater!

Without caring about the consequences, he used his sword of air to make the gash even larger. Then, he dipped his hand in the water and tasted it. He felt that it was incomparably sweet. If it wasn't fresh water, what else could it be? He could not wait to scoop some out and pour it into his mouth. After gulping down a few mouthfuls of water, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. He sighed and said, "Good water, good water!"

He thought to himself, "These four buckets of fresh water were probably left for me by Brother Wang."

How could this be left behind by Wang Han on purpose? However, if he knew that Ding Hong was thinking this way, he might feel much better.

Actually, these buckets were originally used as a bottom for cargo ships to drift in the sea. There were also some things in the water that could replenish a person's vitality. It could also be said that this bucket of water was enough to allow a person to live a normal life for four to five days! However, Ding Hong had four buckets!

However, Ding Hong naturally did not know about the mysteries of water. He thought it was just some ordinary water. The sweetness he felt in his mouth was nothing more than a strange symptom of thirst.