Although the sea breeze was weak, although the raft was crude, and although his cultivation was suppressed by two realms, after traveling for two days and two nights, he still didn't see any land, not even an island. Wu Sheng couldn't help feeling palpitated.
No matter how slow the boat travels, there is always eighty miles. The distance it rushes from the underground river into the sea cannot exceed fifty miles. The speed of rowing the boat cannot be as slow as less than fifty miles in two days, right?
There is no need to worry about eating. With his cultivation in the Qi Refining Realm, it is easy to catch a few fish in the sea. The key is the lack of drinking water. Wu Sheng is determined to make a fish when he breaks out of this sea area that suppresses cultivation.
The inner elixir of the spring.
But the biggest problem at the moment was the change in the sky. He looked worriedly at the thickening dark clouds on the horizon and felt very bad in his heart.
Several thin vines came out, bound and strengthened the raft, and at the same time took out the magic shield to stabilize the counterweight. After completing the reinforcement of the raft, he tied it to his waist with a golden rope, and wrapped the other end around a corner of the raft.
, and put down the Great Lotus and fixed it on the raft as well.
Just as we were getting ready, the sea breeze became stronger, the waves became higher and faster, and the raft began to rise and fall violently.
Soon, the sky was completely covered by the black clouds. It became dark, and heavy rain came. Along with thunder and lightning, howling wind, huge waves, and small rafts were tossed around in the mountain-like waves.
, there is always the danger of being knocked down by huge waves.
The first thing to be lost was the king lotus, which was blown away by the strong wind and the rope tied to the raft, and flew away quickly. 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, he might have had the same fate at this moment. Even so, he was rolling around with the raft, unable to control himself at all. His cultivation seemed so strong in the huge force of heaven and earth.
So small, so helpless.
The storm lasted for an unknown length of time, and finally passed. Wu Sheng used his last remaining strength to climb onto the broken raft and lay down on his back. A thick white mist filled the sea, and the mist penetrated into his body. He suddenly felt dizzy. Did he know?
Good, but unable to resist, he had to seal his meridians and Qi sea to prevent the white mist from invading.
As soon as his true energy was sealed, he fell into a deep sleep.
………
Wu Sheng was awakened by the sound of rippling water. He opened his eyes and saw a piece of bamboo sail.
Under the bamboo sail is a wooden boat. The boat is not big, only half as long as Wu Sheng's raft, but it looks extremely delicate and sturdy.
A teenage girl was lying on the side of the boat, looking down at Wu Sheng curiously.
Wu Sheng wanted to get up, but he felt lightheaded and his throat was on fire. He weakly said: "Water..."
The girl's figure jumped from the boat onto the raft, stood with her bare feet in front of him for a moment, then squatted down, lifted him up, and put him on the wooden boat.
The clear and sweet fresh water flowed into his mouth. Wu Sheng swallowed it hard, drank several large sips, choked it out again, and then continued drinking.
After drinking enough, the girl's face became clearer in front of her eyes. She was very delicate, with a hairpin and two very smart eyes.
A stick of thick incense was lit in front of Wu Sheng's nose, and the spicy smoke penetrated into his nose and traveled through his body, dispersing the white mist in his body.
Wu Sheng struggled to get up, but was pushed down by the girl. He heard her dissatisfied complaint: "Uncle, you have been hit by sea miasma. It has not been cured yet, so don't move."
The whole day, the girl served Wu Sheng, sometimes feeding him water, sometimes giving him incense, and in between, she fed him two bowls of hot soup, which contained fish and shellfish.
After struggling until the sunset, Wu Sheng finally recovered and leaned on a half-human-high shell behind him to watch the girl fishing.
Her small body stood at the stern of the boat, turned around and cast into the distance. The fishing net landed more than ten feet away, like blooming petals.
When closing the net, he leaned back, alternated his hands, and pulled dozens of lively and colorful fresh fish back, threw them onto the boat, and threw the small fish among them back into the sea.
There was a splash of water next to the boat, and a light blue dolphin came out of the water and jumped across the boat from the air, startling Wu Sheng.
But the girl burst into laughter and threw two foot-long fat fish into the air. The blue dolphin opened its mouth and picked it up. The blue dolphin fell into the water and deliberately slapped its tail fin on the water, causing a huge splash that covered the entire lake.
The whole fishing boat.
The girl leaned on the side of the boat and waved to the blue dolphin: "Blue, come back!"
The blue dolphin circled around the fishing boat and stopped next to the side of the boat. The girl jumped off, rode on the back of the dolphin and galloped around, breaking away from the sparkling waves of the setting sun reflected on the sea, and shedding a silver bell-like laughter.
In the evening, the girl who had enjoyed herself returned to the fishing boat and wanted to put Wu Sheng into a cabin made of shells to take shelter from the wind, but Wu Sheng refused with a smile, so she took out a piece of felt from the cabin and covered Wu Sheng.
Wu Sheng took a bottle of Ning Xiang Lu, and the miasma was completely eliminated. His health improved, and he was not afraid of the sea breeze at all. However, he did not refuse the girl's kindness again, and leaned against the shell hatch to watch the girl maneuvering the boat.
"It's time to go back." The girl raised the bamboo sail, adjusted the windward side of the bamboo sail quickly, and the fishing boat headed due west.
"No more fishing?" There were only three or forty fish in the wooden barrel next to the cabin. It was not very efficient to catch so few fish in one trip to the sea.
"That's enough, mother said. The sea is a granary gifted to us by the gods, but we can't be greedy. Just catch one net at a time, otherwise we will be scolded by the gods."
"How old are you this year?"
"In two months' time, I will be twelve years old."
"Twelve years old...So your name is Dan? Is your mother willing to let you go fishing by yourself?"
"My mother left and went to a far, far away place. I don't know when she will come back."
"Where's father?"
"I have never seen my father."
"Where is the rest of the family?"
"There is no one else at home, 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 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... I'm lost... where is this place?"
"This is the sea..."
"There has to be a place name, right? For example, where do you live?"
"It's the village...Uncle, look, he's back home!"
Wu Sheng stood up and looked in the direction Dan was pointing. There were wooden buildings standing on the seaside. The village was not small.
The fishing boat docked, and Dan jumped into the village and led Wu Sheng to her home, a quiet little courtyard next to the village. It was clean and tidy, but seemed so lonely.
So Dan was very happy because Wu Sheng agreed to stay at her home tonight. For her, this was a very happy thing.
Watching her busy making fire and cooking, Wu Sheng suddenly felt sad.
While Dan was cooking, he walked out of the courtyard and saw an old woman, so he asked her where this place was.
The old woman replied: "This is a wilderness."
Wu Sheng thought about the place name Dahuang. When he returned to the yard, he saw Dan sitting by the fire, lost in thought. After seeing Wu Sheng, he let out a sigh of relief: "I thought you were gone..."
Thanks to Pei Zhiming, Xin Xitang, Cloudman, 20190310, Glory and Ups and Downs, 20220119, Wang Shengli for the reward, and thank you fellow Taoists for your monthly votes and recommended votes.