She Is Not a Witch

Vol 3 Chapter 177: legends of the island

On the distant sea, a big teak boat is breaking the waves in the sea wind.

The bow of the boat undulates from time to time, pressing down a wave of water, slapping on the ship's side, splashing a splash of water and noise.

In the quiet cabin, Lan Lier was lying on the sofa at the moment, her legs dangling from boredom.

"It's so boring, Suzuki, why haven't you reached your destination yet." After the initial novelty, the genius alchemist became bored with the journey.

"You've said it several times today. If you're really bored, you can read the books on the ship. Those classics bought in the Kingdom of Berry Berry are relatively rare on the mainland, and many of them are handed down from the East. "

Unlike Lan Lier, Ling Xin was holding an oriental pipa and was trying to play it. The sound could be heard from time to time, but it could be seen that she was still a beginner and quite unskilled. .

Naturally, this kind of musical instrument is also bought in the Little Berry Kingdom. There are many trades with the East there, and you can always see some strange things that are not available on the mainland~www.readwn.com~ It’s boring, I have been studying for so many years I really don't want to read the book anymore. "Lan Lier buried her head in the sofa and kept shaking it, and the hair behind her also shook.

"Then why don't you practice with that puppet lady, this is a rare Sequence 8, haven't you been stuck in your practice recently?"

"I practice the magic sequence, and the puppet lady is the necromancer sequence. I heard that she was an ice elf before, so it is difficult to exchange ideas."

"By the way, Lacey is really powerful. Where did she find her helper? I'm afraid there are not many such powerful people in the whole continent."

After that, Lan Lier complained for a while, and finally remembered something, picked up a black iron shelf in the corner and went out.

After a while, wisps of smoke rose from the deck, and the smell of grilled fish permeated the air.

"Haha, it's still fun to grill."

Listening to the sound coming from outside, Ling Xin in the room shook her head helplessly, and then flipped through the books in front of her. This skill from the East, the music score is very different from that of the Western Continent, and she has to start from scratch for many things. learn from.

A week later, the ship finally docked at a port on a small island.

Stepping off the deck, you can see a piece of bright green and light yellow. Corn is planted on this island. The thick corncobs and full grains all describe the grand harvest of this year.

"I'm coming~" Cheering happily, Lan Lier jumped off the bow, then slid down in the wind, and landed firmly on the white sand.

The sailors on the big ship are talking with the locals at the moment, negotiating about supplies, stays, and trade.

"They said that our boat can't stay for too long, because in five days, there will be a grand celebration on the island, and outsiders can't stay."

"Hey, are you so xenophobic?" Lan Lier pouted slightly displeased.

"Okay, okay, let's inquire about the news and leave. I don't know if there are any special products on such an island. Buy some back and transport them to Hoplander to make a fortune."

As she spoke, Lan Lier put her hands on her head and walked onto the streets of this small island.

The island is not too big, and it is estimated that it is only a dozen miles around the island. The residents here also lead a relatively simple life.

Most of the clothes they wear are khaki sackcloth, and the houses are also built of earth bricks. Such bricks are sintered with mud and straw, and the quality seems to be very good, more than enough to build a house with 1-2 floors.

Stones are rare on the island, and most of the utensils are made of wood, which is why Lan Lier can see a lot of exquisitely carved furniture in some shops.

Those craftsmen seem to be very patient, sitting in the open space in front of the shop, concentrating on making square holes and patterns with tools, among which the patterns of waves and shells are lifelike.

People's life rhythm is very slow, most of them are not in a hurry, and sometimes they chat with acquaintances on the road for a long time before continuing to set off.

"I feel that this place is very suitable for retirement." In the evening, Lan Lier and Ling Xin sat by the small open-air bonfire, cooking today's dinner, chatting without saying a word.

"The land on the island is very fertile. It seems to be volcanic soil left over from the past, so the residents can harvest a lot of food without much trouble." Ling Xin spread out a small notebook and recorded in the firelight .

"That is to say, this island used to be a volcano?" Lan Lier asked inarticulately while biting the grilled squid tendrils in her hand.

"Well, but this volcano is very quiet, it seems that it hasn't erupted for more than a hundred years." Ling Xin lifted the hair falling from her ears, and then wrote down another story in the notebook.

"The local old man said that a long time ago, there was no one here, and the first residents who came here were refugees on a ship."

"They had to venture into this dangerous sea in order to escape a malevolent force, and then lost their way in the storm."

"The captain and the first mate were seriously injured and died because they fought against monsters in the waves. There is no one on board who can recognize the astrology and the route. Everyone can only drift with the tide in prayer."

"And at night a week later, the people on board were hungry and thirsty, many people were on the verge of death, and many people began to despair and gave up."

"What happened at this time, did they find this island?" Lan Lier asked curiously.

"Yes and no, at that time a huge sea turtle rose from the water and lifted the ship, and then a voice rang in everyone's mind."

"That voice told everyone that he could save you, but he had to ask them to answer a question."

"That is youth and health, which is more important?"

"Some people chose youth, and some chose health. Soon after, they were safely sent to this island by sea turtles. After being rescued, these people settled down on the island. But they soon found out that something was wrong. "

"The diseases of people who choose health gradually heal and disappear, but their bodies age step by step, fatigued and weak. People who choose youth gradually return to their youthful appearance, but their bodies often get sick, almost half of the year Gotta spend it in a hospital bed."

"It doesn't sound very good." Lan Lier complained about such legends.

"Actually, this choice may not be that bad." Ling Xin added.

"Most of those who choose youth are old people, and those who choose health are mostly people with diseases."

"So the healthy old people began to take care of the weak and sick young people. When the young people's illness recovered for a short time, they went out to work, and they cooperated with each other and lived slowly."

"Since then, the descendants of these people have gradually multiplied again and gradually expanded. Although there are no more magical encounters like the first generation, such legends have been passed down among people."

"Young bodies are full of scars, because they often face challenges and crises.

Their old bodies are healthy and free, but even if they want to, they can't travel far. "

"This kind of story has the flavor of fable." Lan Lier was thoughtful ~www.readwn.com~ There seemed to be several angles of interpretation. "

"For example, go out while you are young to avoid regrets when you are old. Or, the elderly should be sympathetic to the difficulties and dangers of the young, and their lives are not as stable as them."

"It can also be said that there are no perfect people in the world, and everyone needs to cooperate with each other to achieve their careers."

"Lan Li can think of so much, I'm really surprised." Ling Xin closed the book, smiled and looked at the friends beside her.

"Are you kidding me with that sentence just now? I can do anything, but I'm still surprised? That means I'm usually stupid. How can this be possible? The first requirement for being a mage is to be smart, hmph. Just a matter of interest."

Beside the bonfire, the two chatted and laughed for a while, and they got into the cone-shaped thatched hut built not far from the bonfire to rest in the middle of the night.

The night sky over the sea is extraordinarily clear and clear, and the Milky Way star sand in the sky is extraordinarily clear and grand. The misty nebulae and twinkling light spots adorn the night where the tide beats.

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