The thick clouds above are rolling from the sky, and the situation is like an invasion of the devil. It is not enough to describe the wind and the wind full of the mountains and rain.
The sea below is making waves, and there are boats like leaves being tossed between the peaks and valleys.
When the sky was overwhelming, the sea healed, squeezing the sky light between them into a line.
But at this moment, a big bird happened to be in this ray of light, passing through the rows of undulating waves like columns, and flew toward the west.
But at this time lightning came again, and a bolt of lightning struck in the thick cloud.
Lightning is like that thick tree trunk, but this is just the beginning.
This lightning was like the medicine twist of that firecracker, and immediately ignited all the lightning in the entire black cloud.
Thus, in the deafening thunder, a huge tree of lightning with only trunks and branches and no leaves appeared between the sky and the earth!
The power of lightning made people palpitate, and the boat had not been smashed, but it had also made a mistake in its control.
It was finally thrown up by the huge waves, and this time it had no chance of survival.
It was buckled upside down, and a few little people spilled down from the boat.
In the face of the great power of nature, the so-called self-proclaimed spirit of all things has finally become as small as a sesame seed.
Those little people fell into the trough as if they were silent before the waves even splashed.
The sea is eternal. Who knows that there are such a few creatures in this world who have come, cried, laughed, and struggled
"Oh -" another screaming cry sounded, but this was the big bird that was spreading its wings and was also struck by lightning.
But its disillusionment was more thorough than that of the boat that was submerged in the sea.
At the moment it was struck by lightning, it turned into a firework and dissipated between the sea and the sky, and even its feathers did not even emit the blue smoke that was roasted by the fire. Only the "oh" before dying There was a lingering voice between the world and the earth.
"I'm dead." At this moment, Shang Zhen, who was lying in the cabin with his eyes closed, muttered to himself suddenly.
He subconsciously reached out and touched the ground. The wooden bed on which he slept was very short, and he finally felt the ground when he probed his hand.
So Shang Zhen fiercely sat up.
Sunlight was shining in from the porthole. Although the sun was weak, it finally made him feel at ease compared with the horror in the dream.
"Oh", Shang Zhen couldn't help sighing. Since he got on the thief ship, he has had a new dream, in which he turned back to that big bird.
But as if God wanted to torture him deliberately, he had been on this boat for three days, but he would die like this every night in his dream!
Whoever wants to have this kind of dream, Shang Zhen wants to meditate and get rid of this dream.
But now it's a boat traveling on the sea, and the boat is always drifting. He tried twice but didn't enter that state of meditation, and finally he could only give up.
"Huh," Shang Zhen exhaled a suffocating breath in his chest. When he was about to get up, the door was opened, and a person entered the cabin with his voice.
"Bench, let's go, I found the picture you wanted!" That was Han Wenmu.
Although it was only three days, Shang Zhen had already become acquainted with Han Wenmu, who was one year younger than himself.
Han Wenmu grew up in Dengzhou Prefecture.
When he was a child, his parents had passed away, and he grew up under the care of his uncles and uncles.
The child’s loss of parents makes Han Wenmu an introvert. He plays with himself every day, such as reading books, studying medicines in bottles and cans, such as gunpowder, and machinery.
The adults didn't care about him, and the people didn't dare to provoke him.
But this time, he experienced the risk the first time he went out, but he encountered Shang Zhen who was about the same age, so at least he regarded Shang Zhen as his good friend.
Of course Shang Zhen also liked Han Wenmu, but he didn't even think about smuggling it overseas, and he still had doubts in his mind.
At this time, Han Wenmu arrived at the right time.
Only a moment later, Shang Zhen and Han Wenmu appeared in another cabin.
"Look, this is the picture you said?" Han Wenmu saw that the joy of being able to do things for good friends who could help Shang Zhen was never pretended.
"Thank you, brother Wenmu." Shang Zhen said hurriedly, then looked at the picture on the table.
Although Shang Zhen was born in a reckless way, he was a person who had read books after all. Although his contacts with people are limited, sometimes his title is unavoidably a bit blunt.
But a scholar is a scholar, which is one of the reasons why Han Wenmu prefers Shang Zhen.
Only Shang Zhen just glanced at the picture on the table, footsteps sounded, the middle-aged man, Han Wenmu's sixth uncle, had already rushed in.
"Oh, come out, little brother Shang Zhen, I have something to ask you." Han Wenmu's sixth uncle had already taken a step forward as he said.
Not only did his body block the picture, he even directly rolled it up.
"Uncle Six, what are you doing?" Han Wenmu was unhappy.
"Wen Mu, you have to know about this, you still don't play it." Han Wenmu's sixth uncle's expression has already faded.
Han Wenmu pouted, but he didn't dare to say anything again.
He has lost his parents since he was a child and grew up under the care of his uncle. How much will he feel like being under the fence? How can he dare to contempt his sixth uncle
Shang Zhen glanced at the picture rolled up by Han Wenmu's sixth uncle and said nothing.
However, just a glance at the unfolded picture was enough.
The reason why I say it is a map, not a map, is because that map is not a map, but a nautical chart.
Now Shang Zhen doesn't need to ask Han Wenmu to know that their old Han family must be a smuggler.
In fact, what he cares about is not which route the old Han people take.
He is neither a Jinyiwei nor a private trader. What use does he want that nautical chart
Although he only glanced at it just now, he still saw an island on the chart, which was exactly an island.
The archipelago is semi-arc-shaped and looks like a bow and a curved caterpillar!
And right next to the archipelago is also marked with Chinese characters, and there are two characters written on it-Japan!
For Yu Shangzhen, this is enough.
Of course he has seen the islands, but in a dream.
At that time he was still the big bird, and he saw the archipelago below that made him hate like a caterpillar.
At that time, he was transformed into a big bird. It was because he wanted to fly back to Handi from Japan. Shang Zhen finally confirmed it.
A bird looking at a row of islands in the air is exactly the same as looking down at the islands on the chart.
And this is really the first time Shang Zhen saw the Japanese archipelago.
If you think about it, just use the current technology of surveying and mapping. It is understandable to say that Handi has a map of Handi, but if there is a nautical chart of Japan on the market, it would be a strange thing!
Why did Shang Zhen come on the boat of a smuggler? He just wanted to make sure that the caterpillar-like island in his dream did not exist.
Now, it has finally been confirmed that my dream is by no means an illusion. I must have been on the island of Japan in my previous life.
Then the rest of the things I dreamed of would be logical, and they would all be true.
I knew Jiuxiang on the Japanese islands, but in the end Jiuxiang was killed again, and he was finally killed by those Japanese dwarves!
As for Han Wenmu's putting away the nautical chart, it didn't matter.
Shang Zhen has already got what he wanted.