Seeing that Dong Xia's group was finally honest, Lin Fengjin began to take care of matters to go to the far north. After all preparations were made, their three specially modified adventure ships were also overhauled.
It is in a state of being ready to set sail at any time. After so many days of rest, the morale and mental outlook of the group of people have almost recovered.
So, on a sunny day, Lin Fengjin led a small fleet to the far north and quietly set sail. Of course, the "smallness" of this fleet was compared to their main fleet.
Generally speaking, this fleet has four three-masted pot-bellied ships, each with a draft of more than 2,000 tons, and all of them have undergone a series of careful modifications. The crew members are armed to the teeth without saying anything.
, but at least in this era, it is almost considered a top-notch battleship.
The matter of setting sail was neither deliberately low-key nor doubled in publicity. It was just like a very ordinary voyage. In the eyes of Dongxia merchants, this kind of thing made them sigh and feel helpless.
In their eyes, these southerners are still evil and want to find a route to the Land of the Rising Sun. In the future, with the Country of the Rising Sun as a competitor, there is no doubt that when making transactions, they will
I'm in a more passive position.
After the ship sailed all the way north, the temperature dropped quickly because of the favorable wind and current. Even after three days of sailing, small ice floes began to appear in the sea. Fortunately, the weather has been very good.
The blue sky and blue sea give people the feeling of a very good start.
We had just had lunch that day. Lin Fengjin was chatting with the wild boar on the bow of the boat, but at this time, an old man who looked a little old hurriedly ran up and said to Lin Fengjin in a panic:
"Master, Master, we have to lower the sail quickly, and then everyone paddles through this damn place!"
This old man is called Jin Zhongzheng. He successfully participated in the team that hunted the White Devil four times and finally survived. He originally gave up his job three years ago, but it was because of collusion between government and businessmen after Lin Fengjin came to Incheon. Although Jin Zhongzheng was in the local area
He is quite powerful. He has no choice but to go there in such an obviously unsuitable time.
It is said that before setting off, this old man actually summoned his descendants and relatives at home to explain his funeral arrangements, and even cut off his hair. He said that if he could not come back, he would burn his hair and use it as ashes to bury them in his ancestral graves, which could be considered a way to avoid it.
Become a ghost in a foreign land.
At this time, Jin Zhongzheng was seen running over in a hurry. Lin Fengjin still respected the old man and said:
"It's obviously a sunny day, so why do you lower the sails and paddle?"
Jin Zhongzheng said urgently:
"This sea area is the territory of the Satsuma Messenger! Originally, it likes to sleep in the summer. When we go there, we can speed up the passage with sails, but when we come back, we have to lower the sails and pass slowly. At the same time, we have to offer sacrifices.
...Ahhhh!!”
It turned out that just when the old man was talking, the deck suddenly began to vibrate violently. A closer look revealed that a huge whirlpool appeared on the water, and the water was shaking violently. This caused the ship to jolt.
, Jin Zhongzheng shouted in despair:
"It's over, it's over. The Satsuma messenger is angry, and we are all going to die here."
As he shouted, there were about a dozen newly added Dongxia people on the boat. They all knelt down with desperate expressions, touched their heads to the ground, and then buried their heads between their legs like ostriches burrowing in the sand.
Exposed. A contemptuous smile appeared on Lin Fengjin's lips, and he strode to the bow of the ship and looked at it.
It took only a moment to pour incense, but the shaking of the ship actually stopped. All the sailors cheered. Those Dongxia people who originally thought they would die raised their heads in shock, their eyes full of confusion, but after a closer look
When I sniffed, I felt the pungent smell of blood coming from my nostrils!!
After all, Jin Zhongzheng had been on the sea four times and was always more courageous. He looked at the frightened and doubtful eyes of the people of the same clan around him. He looked around again and found that the sailors from the Central Plains had stopped cheering and were very calm.
After everyone went to do their own things, they swallowed a mouthful of saliva, carefully stood up holding the wooden barrel next to them, and anxiously held the side of the ship and walked toward the bow. Then, they saw the sea water in front of the bow was raging fiercely.
It was bubbling, and the sea water almost turned into blood. There were several huge shadows constantly shuttled under the water. Every time they shuttled, there was a gurgling flow of extremely strong blood.
Jin Zhongzheng watched the extremely bloody scene in a daze, and then he saw several sampans approaching skillfully, and a sailor jumped off quickly, taking a very thick hemp rope with him. A moment later, in
Amidst the creaking sound of the winch, a mutilated corpse four to five feet long was dragged up by the chin. This huge corpse was like an eel, with thick teeth and bloody flesh. At least seven or eight of the flesh on the body had been bitten off.
Now, you can see thick white bones everywhere, blood-red broken internal organs falling down with the pull of the winch, the sea water is bright red, and the smell of blood makes people sick!
The sailors from Dongxia, together with Jin Chongzheng, were stunned when they saw this scene. An indescribable thought came to their hearts, but they looked at each other but did not dare to express it.
At this time, Lin Fengjin came out, looked at the hanging body and smiled:
"It's a pity that the Satsuma messenger has found the wrong target for his anger."
Jin Zhongzheng's lips trembled and he said in a trembling voice:
"Big, big, sir! Could it be that this corpse is..."
Lin Fengjin shouted several times into the distance at this time, just to quickly raise the sail and set sail, and then said casually:
"This guy is what you call the Messenger of Satsuma. Why, you have worshiped it so many times and never seen its true form?"
Jin Zhong was looking blankly and numbly at the huge hanging monster corpse. Some features gradually began to be connected with some things in his memory. Finally, he looked back at the Dongxia sailors who were following his lead, and pursed his lips a few times.
Next, I found that my throat was extremely dry and I didn't know what to say at all.
Soon, the speed of the boat going north returned to normal, but the Dongxia people on the boat seemed to be a little distracted. After all, for them, the majestic image that had been fixed in their minds suddenly collapsed.
It does take some time to recover.
These people stayed there all afternoon like zombies, but in their hearts they were longing to go back to their beds early and take a nap. Maybe when they woke up, everything would be back to normal, and they might even go back.
It’s time to reach the hot bed at home.
It seemed that Lin Fengjin was also very considerate of their mood, so before the sun set, he asked them to go off duty early, and then got up at four o'clock in the morning to go on duty. All the Dongxia people responded one after another as if they had been granted amnesty.
When I got to my bed, I dived into my bed like those poor ostriches, chanting "This is not true" and "This is not true" over and over again, and then fell asleep.
After getting enough sleep, these Dongxia people finally recovered a lot of energy and got up on time half an hour early. At this time, most people began to regard yesterday's experience as a dream, or at all.
We started talking, laughing and saying hello to each other, but they all avoided what we had experienced yesterday.
Soon, the Huotou Army on the ship brought them breakfast. In addition to steaming big steamed buns, pickles, and gruel, there was also a small half-barrel of milky white soup. Everyone was even given three ounces of old wine.
Big steamed buns, pickles, and porridge are standard. Hot old wine is used to keep out the cold at night and early in the morning. However, the small half bucket of milky white soup is actually sprinkled with something unknown.
With the green green onions, it looks extremely delicious, and smells even more fragrant and tempting.
As the most senior senior, Jin Zhongzheng went to scoop up the milky white soup as a matter of course, and after half a sip he was full of praises. The rest of the people were not fools, and they immediately swarmed over, and even found that there were large chunks in the soup.
The meat almost melted as soon as it was eaten in the mouth. These Dongxia sailors have a lot of experience at sea, but they have never tasted such a delicious fish soup.
It was all gone in a short time, even the soup base was drunk, and he was licking his mouth and tongue, talking about not having enough.
After a while, when this group of Dongxia people began to board the deck to move their hands and feet, they also saw the second mate on the ship and a group of people squatting there, drinking soup and eating meat around a big wooden barrel. They all seemed to be eating.
He was snoring loudly and the steam was rising to the sky. A group of Dongxia sailors immediately started whispering, saying that these Central Plains people on the ship were partial and stingy about their own group of people even if they had good things. The second mate and these few
One person can drink a large bucket of that good soup. The number of Dongxia people in my group is twice as large, but they only get half a bucket.
As the leader, Jin Zhongzheng naturally wanted to negotiate, so he walked over and talked to the second mate. The second mate was also a down-to-earth person. After hearing this Dongxia man complaining here, he directly sent someone to call Chef Luo on the ship.
Not long after, Chef Luo hurried up wearing an apron, his hands still greasy, and complained:
"Old Zhang, what do you want to do with us at this juncture? We still have to prepare meals for thirty people. If we are delayed, they will definitely make a fuss. Why don't you leave us to worship the river god?"