Chapter 154： Gifts and Gifts (Three Thousands) (1/2)
There was a sea of fog above the black and sinking sea, and I didn't dare to float too high, for fear that if I was not careful, I would lose Lin Chou.
However, Lin Chou learned from the meaning of Kuankuan's expression that the height of Wuhai has gradually risen to the twenty positions of Lord Kuankuan, which is two hundred meters long.
The more I walked, the more it seemed to be walking towards the abyss, and even the surrounding light quickly dimmed.
”Hey, boy.”
A voice suddenly floated from the thick fog.
”Fuck, fuck!”
”Who?”
”Cough cough.” The voice was very old, with indescribable exhaustion and sleepiness. ”An old fishing man, should he use a murder weapon at me?”
”Oh.” Lin Chou quietly retracted the convenient shovel, ”I'm sorry.”
”Snapped”
”It's rude.”
There was resistance from the convenience of shoveling, ”I am here, old man, where are you going to shovel? Are you going to kill an unarmed old man?”
”Sorry, sorry, the fog is too heavy, I really can't see where your old man is.”
”Are your ears used to vent your breath? Young people nowadays, impetuous!”
Lin Chou walked in the direction of the voice of the old man on his right, tripping under his feet, and there was a snapping sound of falling into the water.
”You just kicked over my dinner.”
”...”
”Um, old man, do you know that there is a reef formed by lapis lazuli nearby?”
”Young man, are you talking about that reef that is 400 kilometers away from the bright light and 700 kilometers away from here?”
”...”
”Old man, when I first arrived here, I was often lost, but now, no more.”
”Oh, do you have a pointer?”
”That thing is useless in the dark mist.”
”The old man will not get lost because I am blind now.”
Ni, Nima!
”Boy, you really are a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, so you dare to singly into the black sinking sea? However, your awakened bloodline skill is a bit interesting. It does not sink into the water, and it is much better than a weighing mound.”
The old man flicked the fishing rod and the water made a snap.
”...Are you always on the sea?”
”I'm blind, so are you? Didn't I sit on the shore without seeing the old man?”
shore?
”What is this place?”
”Is your child stupid? Of course this is an island!”
I TM...
I really want to give him a shovel!
”Hehe, I am in a good mood today, the old man, I will teach you a way to avoid getting lost on the sea.”
”Do you know what water ripples are?”
”do not know!”
Lin sorrowed hard for the answer.
”It doesn’t look like you understand this kind of esoteric and unearthly knowledge. Old man, I will send out compassion and tell you that this sea is based on the moon’s movement and the ebb and flow of gravitational waves... Don’t ask Lao Tzu what the moon is. I have seen it! Wind, ocean current temperature, gravity, earth rotation and various influences will eventually be manifested on the sea. Large and small waves are formed, cyclically and endlessly. These waves are like human palm prints, and each has its own characteristics. The meaning lies in the position of the fish school, or the topography of the seabed, and it can even be seen from the water patterns within a certain range whether there are tombs of ancient people thousands of years before the cataclysm. This knowledge will give you decades of time. I can't even learn a fur!”
I rub, then you still say a ball!
”The water pattern is more fickle than a woman's face, but you have to remember that, no matter how big the waves and the water patterns are, the general direction will always be towards the landing place, just as obvious as the lice on the bald head! It is generous, and will mark countless huge arrows on the surface of the sea to show the navigator the way home forever...”
When the fog was blocked, Lin Chou could only vaguely see the old man's shadow. After a lot of talk, the old man seemed tired.
”Fuck off, the old man has spent two catties on spitting...it's unreasonable that you can't live without catching a fish... I'll be young when I'm young. I can say that I don't keep my mouth all day and night, old, old.”
Lin Chou stunned his brain-sized waves, thanked him, and left.
After he left, hurricanes tornadoes crossed the border, tearing apart a corner of the dense fog.
The old man's coarse green shirt, holding the willow branch in his hand, lightly flicked it, and a fat blue-and-white bass was picked up by the willow branch from under the sea.
He was sitting on a large rock protruding in front of the beach, with only two horrible black holes in his eyes, carrying a fish basket, and turned and walked to the shore.
In the direction the old man was facing, a huge city wall undulated on the sea where his eyesight was extreme, and endless mist slowly flowed down from behind the high wall like a waterfall, spread out on the sea, and dispersed.
This city wall clearly has obvious traces of artificial stacking, but it is so majestic, tall, and sky-reaching, almost connecting the sea and the sky. In front of it, Mingguang City is like a child standing at the foot of a mountain looking up at the peak, as insignificant and ignorant.
...
Mingguang, three hundred and ninety kilometers east, a 10,000-ton seal-class fishing boat is drifting beside an outcropping reef, just less than a hundred meters away from its side. The thick fog is like a flash flood that has slowed down dozens of times. Slowly but unwaveringly came.
”Quickly, pick up the anchor! The black mist is coming!”