Yipin Danxian

Chapter 322 Dan

Although the sea breeze was weak, although the raft was crude, and although his cultivation had been suppressed by two realms, he still hadn't seen any land or even an island after traveling for two days and two nights. Wu Sheng couldn't help but feel palpitations.

No matter how slow the boat travels, there will always be [-] miles. The distance from the underground river into the sea cannot exceed [-] miles.
There is no need to worry about eating. With his cultivation level of Qi refining, it is easy to catch a few fish in the sea. The key lies in the lack of drinking water. Wu Sheng made up his mind that when he breaks out of this sea area that suppresses his cultivation level, he will definitely train a fish. The inner alchemy of the spring eye.

But the biggest problem right now is the changes in the sky. He looked worriedly at the dark clouds that were gradually thickening in the sky, feeling very bad in his heart.

A few fine vines came out, bound and reinforced the raft, and at the same time, the magic shield was taken out to stabilize the counterweight.After finishing the reinforcement of the raft, he tied it around his waist with a golden rope, and wrapped the other end around the corner of the raft, and then put down the big king lotus and fixed it on the raft as well.

As soon as we got ready, the sea wind became stronger, the waves became higher and faster, and the raft went up and down violently.

Soon, the sky was completely covered by black clouds, the sky was dark, heavy rain came pouring down, accompanied by thunder and lightning, howling winds, huge waves, small rafts were thrown back and forth in the mountain-like waves , there is a danger of being crushed by huge waves at any time.

The first to lose was Dawang Lian, who was blown off by the strong wind and the rope tied to the raft was broken, and flew away rapidly.Then the standing fruit tree and the pole for rowing the raft were blown into the sea in an instant.

If Wu Sheng hadn't been tied to the raft by a golden rope, his fate would have been the same at this moment. Even so, he would roll around with the raft, unable to control himself at all. So small and so helpless.

The storm lasted for an unknown amount of time, and finally gradually passed away. Wu Sheng climbed onto the dilapidated raft with the last remaining physical strength, and lay down on his back.A thick white mist filled the sea, and the mist penetrated into his body. He felt dizzy and dizzy. He knew it was wrong, but he was powerless to resist it.

As soon as the true essence was closed, he fell into a deep sleep.

.........

Wu Sheng was awakened by the sound of rippling water, opened his eyes, and saw a bamboo sail.

Under the bamboo sails is a wooden boat. The boat is not big, only half as long as Wu Sheng's raft, but it looks extremely delicate and strong.

A ten-year-old girl was lying on the side of the boat, looking down at Wu Sheng curiously.

Wu Sheng wanted to get up, but he was top-heavy for a while, his throat was on fire, and he said weakly: "Water..."

The figure of the girl jumped from the boat onto the raft, stood with bare feet in front of him for a moment, then squatted down, lifted him up, and sent him onto the wooden boat.

The clear and sweet fresh water flowed into his mouth, and Wu Sheng swallowed desperately. He drank a few big gulps, but was choked out again, and then continued to drink.

After she was full, the girl's face was a little clearer in front of her eyes, very delicate, with a hairpin tied up, and her eyes were extremely agile.

A stick of thick incense was lit in front of Wu Sheng's nose, and the acrid smoke penetrated into his nose, and traveled in his body, dispelling the white mist in his body while walking.

Wu Sheng struggled to get up, but was pushed down by the girl, and she heard her dissatisfied complaints: "Uncle, you have been hit by sea miasma, and you haven't finished it yet, so don't move around."

Throughout the day, the girl waited on Wu Sheng, feeding him water for a while, incense for a while, and pouring him two bowls of hot soup in between, which contained fish and shellfish.

After tossing around until the sunset, Wu Sheng finally recovered, and leaned on a half-person-high shell behind him, watching the girl fishing.

Standing at the stern of the boat, her small body turned and tossed into the distance, and the fishing net fell more than ten feet away, like blooming petals.

When collecting the net, he leaned back and alternated his hands, pulling back dozens of lively fresh fish of various colors, fell on the boat, and threw the small fish back into the sea.

There was a splash of water on the side of the boat, and a light blue dolphin jumped out of the water and leaped across the boat from the air, startling Wu Sheng.

But the girl giggled happily, and threw two fat fishes about a foot long into the air, which was caught by the blue dolphin with its mouth open.When the blue dolphin fell into the water, its tail fin deliberately slapped the water surface, splashing a huge splash, which filled the entire fishing boat.

The girl leaned on the side of the boat and waved at the blue dolphin: "Lan, come back!"

The blue dolphin circled around the fishing boat and stopped beside the side of the boat. The girl jumped off, rode on the back of the dolphin and galloped and cruised, breaking away the sparkling waves of the setting sun reflected on the sea, shedding silver bell-like laughter.

In the evening, the girl who had enjoyed the fun returned to the fishing boat and wanted to send Wu Sheng into the cabin made of shells to shelter from the wind, but Wu Sheng refused with a smile, so he took out a piece of felt from the cabin and covered Wu Sheng.

Wu Sheng took a bottle of Ning Xianglu, which completely dispelled the miasma, and his health improved. He was not afraid of the sea breeze at all, but he did not refuse the girl's kindness again, and leaned against the shell hatch to watch the girl operate the boat.

"It's time to go back." The girl raised the bamboo sail and adjusted the windward side of the bamboo sail swiftly. The fishing boat headed due west.

"Stop fishing?" There are only [-] to [-] fish in the barrel beside the cabin, and it's not efficient to catch such a small amount of fish in one trip to the sea.

"That's enough, my mother said, the sea is the granary bestowed upon us by the gods, but we can't be greedy, just one net at a time, otherwise we will be blamed by the gods."

"how old are you?"

"In two months, it will be 12 years old."

"12 years old... so your name is Dan? Is your mother willing to let you go fishing by yourself?"

"Mother left and went to a far, far place. I don't know when I will be back."

"Where's father?"

"Dan hasn't seen my father."

"What about the rest of the family?"

"There is no one else in the family, only Dan and Lan."

Wu Sheng was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Uncle, did you encounter the storm yesterday? Why did you go out to sea when there was a storm? Where are you from? I have never seen you in the village."

"I come from a far away place... lost my way... what is this place?"

"This is the sea..."

"There must be a place name, right? Like where you live?"

"It's the village... Uncle, look, you're back home!"

Wu Sheng stood up and looked in the direction Dan pointed. There were wooden buildings standing by the sea, and the village was not small.

The fishing boat docked, and Dan bouncingly led Wu Sheng into the village, and came to her home, a quiet courtyard by the village, clean and tidy, but seemed so lonely.

So Dan was very happy, because Wu Sheng agreed to live in her house tonight, and for her, this was a very happy thing.

Seeing her busily lighting a fire and cooking, Wu Sheng suddenly felt sad.

While he was cooking, he walked out of the small courtyard and saw an old lady, so he asked her where this place was.

The old woman replied: "This is the Great Wilderness."

Wu Sheng thought about the place name Dahuang, and when he returned to the yard, he saw Dan sitting beside the fire in a daze, and after seeing Wu Sheng he let out a sigh of relief: "I thought you left..."

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