When a person is born, he does not know why he is born in this world, and when he dies, he cannot survive for one more second, because these are things that cannot be resisted by human beings and have no cause or effect. This is fate
, can also be called providence.
And if "God's will" does not want to kill you, you will live on, and there is also no reason or reason.
When Hua Bushi lost consciousness, he didn't think he would wake up, but he finally woke up.
When Hua Bushi woke up, he was on a boat. The shaking of the wooden boards under him and the smell of fish everywhere made him understand this. And when he opened his eyes, he saw the roof of the dilapidated and leaking wooden cabin.
, he lay on his back in a corner of the cabin.
A muscular man in his thirties walked up to Hua Bushi, babbled something in a language he couldn't understand, and made wild gestures.
Although he did not understand the meaning at all, Hua Bushi had noticed that this man behaved clumsily, did not know martial arts, and had dark skin with thick water calluses on his face and chest. He was obviously a man who had lived at sea for a long time.
He was wearing an earth-colored linen shirt with a short lapel and no collar. The style was a bit weird, and there were a few patches on it. From this, we could tell that he was a poor man. The small and shabby cabin and the creaking sound of the boat's hull swayed with the waves.
, and can also be inferred that this boat is really not big, and it is definitely not an ocean-going ship like the "Qing Chi". It is mostly a fishing boat fishing near the coast.
Hua Bushi thought of turning over and sitting up, but he only felt sore and numb all over his body, as if he had fallen apart and had no strength at all. He just struggled a little and fell back immediately. The thick man with a black face quickly reached out and held Hua Bushi down.
He looked at Shi's shoulder and mumbled a few words again. This time Hua Bushi could guess that he must have told himself to lie down and not move.
Hua Bushi lay down as he was told. The black-faced man turned around and walked out of the cabin, but soon came back with a large wooden bowl in his hand, which contained most of the bowl of porridge. He came to Hua Bushi's side
, he sat down and started feeding the young master.
The gruel in the wooden bowl contained only a small amount of rice grains, but was mixed with a lot of minced fish meat. Although it was very coarsely cooked, had a poor taste, and had a strong fishy smell, it was still fresh and tender. And Hua Bushi was at this moment.
Only then did I feel hungry. I finished the bowl of fish soup in three mouthfuls.
After finishing the porridge, the dark-faced man stretched out his hand and gestured for a while. Hua Bushi could roughly understand. What the man meant was that he hadn't eaten for too long and couldn't eat too much at one time, otherwise his stomach would be full.
Hua Bushi has not eaten since he was trapped on "Wanyi Island", and he doesn't know how long it has been since he was involved in the hurricane. Hua Bushi knows in his heart that the black-faced man is telling the truth.
, nodded immediately.
After lying in the cabin for half a day, the black-faced man fed him fish soup three times in succession. Hua Bushi finally regained a little strength. Although he could not stand up yet, his body was finally able to move a little. So the young master tried
Talk to the black-faced man.
The black-faced man speaks a rather strange language. The pronunciation seems to be a bit like the dialect of Minjing, but it is only slightly similar, and most of it is different. The Mandarin spoken by Hua Bushi,
The man also couldn't understand a single word. So the two parties could only use gestures, guessing and speaking to understand what the other party meant.
Of course, this method of sign language gestures can only communicate the simplest meanings, but cannot communicate in depth.
This black-faced man calls himself "Xinlijia" and is a member of the local indigenous "Baba" tribe. He makes a living by fishing, and the "Baba tribe" village is on a nearby island called "Biluo Island". These The names are naturally just transliterations of the words spoken in black-faced Chinese characters.
As for the specific location of "Biluo Island" in the Southern Ocean and how far it is from the mainland, Xinlijia couldn't tell. Aboriginal people like him were born on the island and had no concept of the mainland at all.
When Hua Bushi asked Xinlijia if he had seen his companions, he learned that Hai Hongzhu, Zhu Hong and Cao Muyun had also been rescued on the boat, which made Hua Bushi overjoyed.
Xinlijia expressed in sign language that it had been three days since the big storm arrived. Fishing boats could not go out to sea to fish in such bad weather, but because there was not enough food, he had to gather the fishermen in the village and go out to sea despite the wind. But they found four people tied to a large log floating on the sea, so they went into the sea to salvage and rescued them all on the fishing boat.
When Hua Bushi asked about the situation of the other three people, Xin Lijia said that except for the big Zhu Hong who was still in a coma, Hai Hongzhu and Cao Muyun had both woken up and were lying in another cabin at the moment.
According to the black-faced man, Hua Bushi and the other four were caught in the hurricane when the big storm came and had been drifting at sea for at least three days. It was a lucky thing that they could escape from the hurricane. , and if they had not encountered the indigenous fishermen who ventured out to sea in time to fish, and had drifted for a day and a half without being rescued, they would probably still be dead.
Destiny is so wonderful. The existence of luck is both inevitable and accidental. Perhaps this is the will of God.
On the second day on the fishing boat, Hua Bushi was still unable to move, but Hai Hongzhu was able to get up. After all, she had practiced martial arts since she was a child, and her physique was much stronger than that of a weak person like Hua Bushi. Hai Hongzhu arrived When I saw Hua Bushi in the cabin, I felt like I was in another world. I threw myself into his arms and cried like a tearful child.
Hua Bushi comforted her for a long time before coaxing her to stop crying. In his mind, Hai Hongzhu was just a little sister who was not very sensible. Now he saw that she no longer hated him, but had become a little dependent on him. Yes, this young master also felt very pleased.
Compared with Hai Hongzhu, Hua Bushi was more concerned about Zhu Hong's injuries. He was afraid that the past few days wandering at sea would cause the Juexian Palm poison in the young man's body to attack, rendering him unable to be treated.
Fortunately, what he worried about did not happen. On the third day, Zhu Hong finally woke up. Although his body could not move and looked very weak, his life was not in danger for the time being.
Cao Muyun, who was also poisoned by the "Jue Xian Palm Poison", is in much better condition than Zhu Hong. Wudang Sect's "Huitian Powder" is one of the most famous healing holy medicines in the world. After all, it is not Hua Bu Shi using silver. Forced poison control by acupuncture points can't be compared. However, Yi Ruoying's death and the disastrous failure of the "Wanyi Island" incident, coupled with the severe poison in his body and the loss of all martial arts, have made this "Master Muyun" He looked depressed and lonely, completely without his former graceful charm.
On the evening of the third day, Xinlijia's fishing boat finally docked in a small bay, and a huge island appeared in front of Hua Bushi and others.
If "Wanyi Island" is not small, this island is much larger than "Wanyi Island". It is almost like a continent. The beach on this side of the bay alone stretches for dozens of miles.
.Looking from a distance from the sea, the island has many mountains and green trees, and the highest mountain peak is located very far inside the island, towering into the clouds, with pale white smoke rising from the top.
Xinlijia pointed to the mountain peak and said to Hua Bushi: "Chichi sand."
What he said was the name of the volcano.
From the sign language conversation earlier, Hua Bushi already knew that Xinlijia was the owner of this small fishing boat. Such a small boat, less than five feet long, is not considered big even in the river, and it is like a fallen leaf in the sea.
Moreover, this ship is indeed very dilapidated, but Xinlijia seems quite proud to own this ship.
Because of owning this fishing boat, Xinlijia can be regarded as a person of some status in the village and is one of the elders of the tribe. The village where his tribe lives is on the shore not far from the fishing port.
After the fishing boat docked, the indigenous boat owner used gestures to invite Hua Bushi and the four people to the village. Now the four people had nowhere to go, and they had survived the catastrophe and had not yet recovered their physical strength. Of course, they could not refuse Xin.
Xinlijia asked several fishermen on the boat to lift up Zhu Hong, who was unable to move. Hua Bushi, Cao Muyun, and Hai Hongzhu were still able to walk, and the group went ashore together.
Walk towards the village not far away.
The village where Xinlijia lives is called "Moli Village". There are actually only a dozen families, and the entire tribe only has about a hundred people. However, Xinlijia gestured and said that there are many tribes like them on this island.
There are many, and some large tribes are much more numerous than them. As for how many tribes and people there are on the island, the ten fingers of this indigenous ship owner cannot compare, or maybe he can't count, Hua Bushi
There is no way to know.
The houses in the village are all made of wood and are very low, presumably to prevent them from being blown down by strong winds at sea. The roofs are not covered with tiles, nor are they straw, which is commonly used by farmers on the mainland to keep out rain.
, but palm leaves.
Xinlijia is a tribe elder, so the house he lives in is naturally taller.
However, the so-called tallness is only compared to other houses in the village. In the eyes of Cao Muyun, Hua Bushi and others, they are still no different from a broken thatched hut.
Although the house is small, Xinlijia's family has a large population. In addition to his wife, there are eight children. Xinlijia's wife is named "Jiji" and is a strong woman in her thirties with a good-looking appearance.
He is honest, his skin is as dark as Xinlijia, and his hands and feet are thick, so he is obviously good at work.
Among his eight children, five are boys. The eldest boy is named "Xin Wang". He is thirteen or fourteen years old. He has a sleek bald head but is quite clever in appearance. Of course, "Xin Wang"
The names "Jiji" and even "Xinlijia" are all homophones spoken by this indigenous fisherman. As for what they mean in the indigenous language, Hua Bushi doesn't know.