I can record wonders

Chapter 113 Red Sail Boat, Bai Lian’s Past

Looking at the innocence on Yun Niang’s face.

After all, Master Bailian didn’t refuse.

So the three of them descended the Baishan Mountain again.

There are four major alleys in Ling'ao Island, each with a dock.

The red-sailed boat is docked at the pier in Zuodeng Lane.

The sun pours down thousands of miles, and the sea is endless.

The tide surged toward the shore, but was eventually split in half by the causeway.

The white sails moored on the pier rose and fell.

But among the many white sails, a bit of red is extremely eye-catching.

I don’t know if it was originally like this or if it was intentional.

At this time, the red-sailed boat was docked at a corner of the pier, seemingly separated from other sailing boats.

"There!" Yun Niang ran towards the boat happily.

Master Bailian Jing followed closely behind, his face still a bit cold.

Fu Ning was the last one to step onto the boat. As his body sank, his eyes lit up.

This red-sailed boat has the word "small" in its name, but its hull is not short.

Although it is not as good as the Qian family's merchant ship, it is still five feet long from front to back.

The mast in the middle stands proudly, with three red sails hanging on it.

When the sea breeze comes, the red sails rustle.

Master Bailian stood in the middle of the deck and didn't notice anything unusual.

Fu Ning instead muttered: I wonder what the beard will do.

He knew that Beard came from the Giant Whale Clan and had his own secret method hidden in the water.

"Yun Niang, what's wrong?"

At this time, Fu Ning found that Yun Niang was standing still, but her eyes were fixed on the entrance of the cabin, her eyes full of expectation.

"I...want to go in and have a look."

Fu Ning was stunned. Did Yun Niang discover something?
But it soon dawned on her that although Yun Niang had helped Mei Niang punt the boat since she was a child, she had never entered the cabin.

"No one can stop you from going in now."

With Fu Ning's encouragement, Yun Niang finally opened the cabin door.

The space inside the cabin is a bit narrow and the layout is relatively simple, but it makes people feel warm after entering.

Beds, tables and chairs, and especially a window with a view of the sea.

Through the window, you can see the rippling water waves on the river. From time to time, there are a few sounds of water, which seem to be in harmony with the quiet world in the cabin.

A small oil lamp hung by the window, casting its dim yellow light on the wooden floor, creating a calm and tranquil atmosphere.

The faint aroma of mahogany fills the air, like the light fragrance emanating from the twigs and leaves.

A tranquil atmosphere enveloped the entire space, and every corner of the cabin seemed to be immersed in a protected world.

Here, time seems to have stood still, and everything flows slowly, as if it has been integrated into this peaceful space.

Yun Niang walked through every corner of the cabin, and before she knew it, her face was covered with tears.

This is where her parents once lived.

Nowadays, things have changed and people have changed, but the traces of feelings have been hidden by time, in little traces.

Seeing Yun Niang's heavy footsteps, Fu Ning didn't want to disturb her, so she silently exited the cabin.

The wind at the beach is very strong, bringing a cool feeling to the face.

Fu Ning, who exited the cabin, couldn't help but be attracted by the loud ringing in his ears.

He raised his head and looked at the red sails high up.

The red sail separated the scorching sun and seemed to cover the sun in Fu Ning's eyes.

"Looking closely, the shape of the red sail seems familiar."

But for a while I couldn’t remember where I had seen it.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and looked against the direction of the waves, only to see a figure standing proudly on the bow of the boat.

Master Bailian's thoughts were like the waves in front of him, which could never calm down.

She still remembered the first time she saw Yun Niang, as if she saw her former self.

Frightened, uneasy, and cautious like a mouse surviving in a crack.

So she loved Yun Niang from the bottom of her heart.

Perhaps, she is a tool given to me by God.A bit of unbearability flashed through Master Bailian's heart, but it was immediately covered up by a coldness.

In the face of blood feud, all pity is a drag.

She needs that bloodline.

Master Bailian's eyes were distant, as if he had suddenly returned to the past.

It was a paradise far away from the hustle and bustle.

A large river runs through the village, feeding more than 50 families in the clan.

Bai Lian is one of them.

She has kind parents and an obedient little sister.

Although the village is poor, it is quiet and peaceful.

The tribesmen farmed and fished, and they were quite content.

Until one day, this peace was broken.

It was a wounded man, with an arrow piercing his chest.

He lay down on a dead tree and floated down the river.

Since ancient times, there has been a rule in the village: villagers must not have any contact with outsiders.

Bai Lian violated the clan rules and saved the dying man.

To this day, she still remembers the golden robe on the man and the small sword symbol embroidered on the robe.

She did not dare to take him back to the village, but hid him in a cave outside the village. She took good care of him every day and finally rescued him.

The man was also grateful for Bai Lian's life-saving grace. In the following days, the two got along day and night.

The man told Bai Lian a lot about the colorful world outside, which made Bai Lian yearn for it.

Gradually, both of them developed inexplicable feelings.

But soon the man recovered from his injury, and he made an agreement with Bai Lian to meet each other in the future.

Then left the village.

But she never expected that after a while, Bai Lian did not wait for a man, but instead waited for the village to be destroyed.

That day, she was so lovesick that she hid in the cave where the man had healed his wounds, thinking about her silently, and fell asleep without realizing it.

When I woke up again, it was already dark.

The faint smell of blood made Bai Lian shiver.

She suddenly had an ominous premonition, so she hurriedly ran towards the village.

But the further back I ran, the stronger the smell of blood became.

Soon, bright red blood stains appeared on the road.

Slowly came the bodies.

One, two, three...

Bai Lian ran home like crazy. The flesh and blood in the yard could not be pieced together into a complete body. After searching around, she only found the heads of her parents.

But his little sister's whereabouts are unknown.

She collapsed to the ground weakly: Who is it?who is it!

There is a blind maze around the village, making it impossible for outsiders to enter.

Until in a corner, she found a piece of clothing.

There is a small sword symbol on the golden lapel.

It's obviously just a sign, but it looks extremely dazzling.

The sword seemed to come out of his clothes, and then slashed hard on his body.

At that moment, Bai Lian understood everything.

It was also at that moment that she became extremely cold.

A fire burned away the memory of the village.

But she was burdened with the blood debt of fifty members of the entire clan.

Later, she used the piece of dead wood to swim down the river, but unexpectedly came to the mouth of the sea. She mingled in the dock until she met Master Baiyun Jing and was taken to Ling'ao Island.

The bloodline talents of the 'Fu Clan' showed up, and this is how the current White Lotus Master came into being.

The sea breeze blew by, bringing the sound of footsteps.

Master Bailian withdrew his gaze, but the dormant coldness and hatred in his body had not disappeared.

(End of this chapter)