The white sand and clear water are dotted with lush shrubs. The west cliff of the island stand is raised high. Looking down at the island stand along the cliff, a stranded wooden boat covered with moss and vines is particularly vivid. The hull and the mountain wall are integrated, as if It looks like it grew out of the island.
"Flash~"
A long plank was thrown from the boat, and it fell at Luchka's feet.
"Come on."
A lean sailor wearing a turban beckoned to the boy, beckoning him to get on board.
Luchka stepped on the trembling plank, crossed the sea in a few steps, and jumped lightly on the deck. He stepped on something soft. He looked down and saw that it was a triangular yellow dragon official flag split in two. , with dark brown blood stains on it.
Luchka looked thoughtful.
This is an old-fashioned bird ship, which was the main warship of the government in the past, but since the establishment of the United Fleet, all the warships of the government have taken on a new look, and many of them have been equipped with Europa's magic technology. This kind of fragile and bulky bird ship Has withdrawn from the stage of history.
Its mast has been chopped off by humans, and cables are scattered everywhere, and some clothes and pants that exude a strong fishy smell are hung on it. From time to time, sailors with bare feet and cloth pants came in and out of the cabin, and a soup pot was set up on the stained deck.
Needless to say, this boat has long been unable to go to sea, but has been transformed into a houseboat for inhabitation.
On the deck, there is an Immortals table and some chairs. Several prostitutes dressed in gorgeous clothes and coquettish makeup shuttled between the sailors holding wine jars. A few tallow candles scorched the strong smell of wine and rouge in the room. . In the middle of the crowd sat a sickly man, who was coughing and showing black teeth.
Luchka looked at the black-toothed man, especially noticing that when he took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth, a section of his forearm was exposed from the sleeve, with a tattoo of a majestic red god with three heads and six arms. Luchka's eyes lit up immediately.
Ruchka has been visiting various places these days, and already knows that the disappearance of the pirate leader who is like the devil in St. Watson is probably related to the century-old Nanyang legend: the Tianmu Crossing the Sea is inseparable.
He had done his homework before he came, and this deity should be "Vajra Vajra". It is said that when Tianmu was not enlightened, she practiced the secret magic power of Vajra Vajra. It has a close relationship with the Lushan School.
The black-toothed man in front of him is naturally a member of the Lushan faction.
Maybe this time it will pay off.
At the same time the black-toothed man looked Luchka up and down,
White shirt, overalls, cowboy hat, slender eyebrows and big eyes, some people will believe that it is a man dressed as a woman.
"Boy, where are you from?"
"Calcutta."
The black-toothed man suddenly realized: "It turned out to be a little red-headed ghost."
Luchka shook his head: "I don't believe in Sikhism, I am"
"I'm not interested in listening."
The black-toothed man interrupted Luchka roughly: "They are nothing more than English lackeys. Whoever told you to come here, what do you want from me?"
"I was called by Yao Huoding, the abbot of Tianhou Temple in Quanzhou. I want to know about Tianmu crossing the sea."
"Yao Huoding"
The black-toothed man stroked his chin, as if recalling the name, "As far as Fujian and Zhejiang, and as far as Nanyang, everyone can tell a sentence or two about the legend of Tianmu crossing the sea, but few people can explain it clearly. Right. But"
The man with black teeth changed the subject: "Why should I tell you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Luchka took out a heavy snakeskin bag from his pocket and threw it on the Eight Immortals table. There was only a crisp sound, and a few golden coins leaked out of the loose snakeskin pocket. There was a lot of jingling, especially a gold coin that ran a long way, rolled back and forth on the table of the Eight Immortals, and finally fell down with a click, with the monogram logo of "voc" on the face of the coin
Sure enough, he was from the East India Company.
The black-toothed man squinted his eyes: "You don't bring the British artillery and strong ships, and you come to see me alone, so you are not afraid that I will kill you and swallow your gold coins?"
"Sir, you'd better not do this. Violence can't solve all problems, it's the same for you and me."
Luchka shrugged.
The black-toothed man thought for a while, and then said to Luchka with a sullen face: "If it was six years ago, when I followed Tianbao Longtou to fight the red-haired ghost, you would have been stripped naked by me and thrown into the sea. "
He sighed again: "But the year has changed, and my boat can no longer go to sea."
The black-toothed man grabbed the snakeskin bag and sprinkled it backwards. The bright golden light refracted the candlelight and filled the dark room.?The sailors and whores gave a loud cheer, scrambling to grab Luchka's gold.
"About Tianmu crossing the sea, what do you want to know?"
Luchka sat down neatly, facing the man with black teeth: "Everything."
"Even if you are under Duke Yan, there is absolutely no reason for such brutality. When my king comes back, I will definitely sue you!"
I saw the huge azure shell flying away while yelling at Yang Zichu.
Yang Zichu flicked his tail lazily, instead of chasing after him, he just sneered: "If you didn't have two hard shells to save your life, I'd tell you to sue Diao without a name."
"This Tianmu dojo is really not bad!"
Yang Zichu had Duke Yan's jade huang in his mouth, and a square jade horse hanging in his hand, and couldn't help hiccupping. It has been more than half a day since he has been exposed to this incident, he is really hated by gods and ghosts, so there is no need to elaborate on his perversity and brutality.
Yang Zichu swam south for a while, and when he reached the poisonous fire pool of the old monster Ma Ling, he saw the barking green fire surging under the crypt, which was clearly separated from the sea water. Yang Zichu shuddered unconsciously.
"I've gotten into quite a few troubles along the way. I have to go back to Li Jiang to get some eye drops first. It's better not to provoke this old monster."
Just as he was about to leave, he thought about it again: "The many big monsters in Tianmu Dojo have been isolated from the world for hundreds of years, and most of them are not very bright, but they are not fools. Let Zhenfu have a chance to escape, so he must use some bitter tricks."
Having thought up to this point, Yang Zichu gritted his teeth and dived into the pool of poisonous fire.
As soon as Fang entered the pool, Yang Zichu felt his whole body was hot and cold, and his vision was blurred. Then his heart stopped, and his flesh and scales were about to explode.
Yang Zichu twitched in pain, but dived down cruelly. He sneezed, dozens of lightning bolts splashed from its mouth and nose, and exploded one after another in the poisonous pool. The ground around the crypt was cracked.
Finally, Yang Zichu couldn't bear it anymore and was about to go up, but he saw a ginger-yellow gourd growing between the poisonous fire cliffs. He took a few bites, but couldn't tear off the gourd vine on the cliff, so he just spit it out and flew out of the poisonous fire pool with his head up. Most of his scales had fallen off, and his bare dragon body was festering. He dragged a thick fog of blood all the way. To the north, like a blood loach. All that was left was a mess on the ground.
After a while, a huge jet-black head slowly rose from the ruined pool of poisonous fire, and it looked down blankly. On the top of the giant's head, a bare gourd vine was hanging down.