Chapter 390 (1/2)

The blue sea was endless, and two white sails opened in the wind, like the wings of a giant bird flying low on the sea. A flock of seagulls followed the mast and advanced with the help of the ship's air flow.

A little black figure stopped on the towering mast, suddenly croaked, rose into the sky, went straight up into the sky, circled in the sky for a while, fell down quickly, and swept across the water, causing a great panic among the gulls behind the ship.

Aoki stood in the bow, closed his eyes and felt the strong sea breeze.

The salty and humid sea breeze carries a trace of fragrance of leaves and flowers, but there are only blue waves in front of us, and there are no islands and reefs with plant growth in the field of vision.

When petru turned his sails against the wind, the ethereal smell of the wind disappeared again.

”What the hell is this?” petru scolded.

They had been searching the sea for five days. The smell of the wind kept them in the same place, but they didn't even see the shadow of a reef.

Of course, what Aoki smells is not only the fragrance, but also the spiritual fluctuation. Whenever he stood in the bow and closed his eyes, the crow stopped on the high mast would fly up and look around in the high sky.

Its vision is the vision of Aoki, but it still sees only the sea, even if it has rubbed the thin clouds at the lowest level.

Suhuilan and petru stood not far from Qingmu. They also closed their eyes slightly and breathed deeply, as if they were doing an ancient yoga.

On the next deck lay an orange cat, holding a half eaten fish in his arms, staring at the sea ahead, his eyes alert as if he had found prey.

Petru first opened his eyes and saw that the person next to him was still in a dream. Even the cat didn't move. He could only shake his head mockingly.

This is the method Aoki taught him. When the spiritual wave on the sea appears, carefully sense it and try to catch it. Although the energy is so weak that it is almost impossible to capture and will not supplement people's spiritual power, when you follow its rhythm and put your spiritual power into the farthest and widest range, your spiritual power will be exercised virtually.

Petru couldn't feel the existence of the mental wave at first. He found that he was the only one on the whole ship who couldn't feel it. Even the bird and cat could feel it. He once felt very lonely, no different from the salted fish in the warehouse.

Later, he found the trick. Whenever Aoki said he found spiritual fluctuations, his sensitive nose blown by the wind all the year round on the sea could smell a fresh smell of plants and trees, which scattered faintly with the salty and wet sea wind.

He didn't know whether the spirit power tasted, or whether the ghost island passed somewhere in the void when the spirit power fluctuated. Two irrelevant spaces influenced each other when the orbit was infinitely close. Here he smelled the flowers on the island. Did the people on the island smell the salty and wet sea breeze here?

Oh, of course. Since it's an island, it certainly tastes like the sea.

Petru closed his eyes and looked for the faint fragrance from the sea breeze. The next day, he really felt the fluctuation of spirit. The wave was like the breath of the sea. He saw the tide under the moon and the small life on the beach with the tide.

This feeling was like a dream, which made him intoxicated until the tide receded, the moon disappeared, and the light in the dream gradually disappeared into the boundless silence in his mind like the light of a comet.

These days, petru felt that his spiritual strength had improved greatly. Every time he was immersed in this dream, and then happily opened his eyes, but disappointed to find that he was always the first to wake up.

He lit a cigarette and looked at them quietly. When the smoke was half burnt, suhuilan also opened her eyes, and the cat ate the fish under her claws again.

When the smoke burned out, he flicked the butt into the sea with his finger. The cigarette butt drew an arc, became a small black dot under the blue sky and fell to the sea. At this time, a black dot also appeared at the junction of the sea and the sky, slowly becoming larger.

The crow spread its wings, like a hawk and Falcon returning from a long hunt, croaked and landed on the top of the green wood.

Aoki then slowly opened his eyes and stretched himself.

”Didn't you find it again?” asked petru. ”If this goes on, when will we find it?”

Aoki put his hand on the bow rail and said lazily, ”Oh, I'll always find it.”

”But it's been five days!” petru looked a little anxious. ”The food on my ship is only enough to support half a month. At most, it will take five days. If we can't find it in five days, we can only return.”