Another morning, an old monk wearing monk's robes was sitting on the side of the roadside door chopping firewood with a beautiful small axe.
When Han Youshan went out and saw it, he felt very ashamed and thought that he should do this kind of physical work by himself. However, when he looked closer, he found that the master was doing it very easily. It is more easier than him.
In any case, the old man raised his hand and dropped the ax without any effort, and the firewood split smoothly, with each piece being evenly proportioned.
The difference is more than a dozen hours, and the other side of the ocean is at night.
The 10,000 -ton cargo ship is fluttering in a huge storm, fluttering, the black waves are turbulent, and the two or three floors are height, and they hit the hull again and again.
"Go back, don't stand on the deck, don't care about things, go back to the cabin and stay." The captain ran in the wind and rain, shouted loudly, and drove the crew back to the cabin.
"Ruddy, let's go down too ... Go, rest assured."
Except for the captain and the two or three people around him, even the people in the cockpit were driven down.
This storm is huge. Naturally, the 10,000 -ton wheels are not so easy to pour, and there may be some of the crew's injury or the damage of the goods. But since the crew members were eating this meal, they had no intention of backing down.
"This captain! What is he doing?"
"Yeah, even if he means well, hey, something might really happen!"
"No, can they handle it with just a few of them..."
The crew members in the cabin can clearly feel that the freighter is tilting in the sea and shaking. Most of them are old crew members. They are familiar with the surging of the current. This is a big storm.
Just shake like this, shake ... worry.
"Hey, have you noticed anything wrong on the ground?" the crew member suddenly asked.
All the crew members turned around, "What?!"
"The waves didn't come down. I said, the waves didn't come down!" The first pass, the crew shouted hard.
Everyone was reminded, and then they recalled that it was true.
They had always been able to clearly feel the fierce and majestic surge of the sea current, but the follow-up to this step, the feeling of the huge waves hitting the ship, and the feeling of the ship being hit, had never appeared before.
This is too weird ...
"Why?!"
"have no idea."
"Go up and have a look?"
"Don't, don't go! Don't discuss blindly."
Thinking of the special guests, thinking of the sound of hearing by accident a few days ago, the sound of heavy iron as footsteps, the old crew stood seriously.
Just silently thought in my heart: This world seems to be really not so simple.
At the same time, on the deck, the last stack of huge waves cracked in the midway of the hull, and the huge impact was blocked in the air, and it was divided into both sides, and then fell back to the sea.
Almost overnight, the cargo ship had sailed out of the storm area.
It happened that the sky began to lighten up.
There was a sudden feeling of enlightenment in his chest, which was quite breathable. Han Qingyu stood on the bow of the ship and looked at it, turned off the device, and put the sword back into the wooden box.
The side Wu Tan also collected the illness gun, and the iron armor was washed brightly by the seawater.
"How do you feel back?!" Wen Jifei stepped forward.
"No, I still haven't fully recovered." In the northern dialect, Han Qingyu said that he was not feeling energetic. He turned around and asked, "Wu Tie, where are you?"
Wu Shi looked at him and shook his head.
Wen Jifei frowned, "What should I do? The captain said that the night is here. How about we continue to drift on the sea for a few days?"
"A few days is enough?!" He asked Zhan Qiuhong, who turned his head to the side.
Zhe Qiuhong looked at him and said, "I don't know."
"Don't you know? Didn't you say that the estimated itinerary can be recovered?"
"Well, so it's just estimated. I haven't encountered such a situation before, and I don't know much about things like them." Zhan Qiuhong replied blandly.
Wen Jifei: "..."
The captain didn't come out of the cockpit until he was sure their discussion was over.
The strength of these people in front of me is terrible. I want to ask in my heart, but I can't ask or ask, he said, "Now we ..."
"Just go forward, go to the place, let's get off the boat first. Thank you Captain Ling."
After Han Qingyu said, he turned his head and looked at the storm area, and the waves there were still fierce.
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The chef was notified to start preparing to cook. When the crews went back to the deck to clean up, they just turned their heads to see the back of the last. The wooden box is returning to the cabin.
"They, that wave, it won't be ..."
"Hush. Don't guess! Don't look, don't look!" The old crew made a lot of young companions, and opened his hands and took back all the crews, dragging them away.
In the cabin, Han Qingyu changed his clothes, and the strong fatigue after fighting the waves made him very uncomfortable. "Am I so weak now?" Let others not call him breakfast, Han Qingyu lay down to sleep.
There is no way, I can only sleep, and then "molt, please molten your peel ..."
The freighter who left the storm area was still shaking.
But Han Qingyu fell asleep quickly. He was deeply asleep. It was probably time to get off the boat when he woke up.
This range has lasted for more than 20 days.
In fact, there are many things happening in this world for more than 20 days.
Mira accidentally saw Hua Shuai at the night street of the small town where the Blue Military Academy where Xiong Zhanli was located. It might be Hua Shuai. Mira had only seen him from a distance.
He seemed injured. But when she was ready, the figure disappeared into the crowd.
Xiong Zhanli's situation is bad. One of the important factions of the relevant parties is preparing to be out of blue, which is almost no secret.
Liu Yiwu lost his temper at the alliance meeting and cursed. Given that he had scolded the red shoulder in Xilangfeng, no one at the scene.
A group of reporters such as Elia and Ien waited at the door and wanted to interview the generals of the Chinese Asian Army, but Liu Jun came out and left directly.
Afangus recently made a very unhappy with the Blue Council. He threatened that if unilateral investigation continued, he would consider withdrawing from blue.
The Blue Scientific Research Headquarters has disassembled the big tip ship on the Xilang Peak two months ago. Now they have manufactured the first source of power engines. Of course, they just simulated attempts and cannot really be used on the spacecraft.
Wei Lan began to imitate the spaceship, although there was a shortage of dead iron.
A few days later, the words "preparation" in front of the air combat forces in front of the air combat forces were removed.
A large -tip group with more than 300 big sharps, because of the super defense station in the rejection, fell again and landed in Antarctica. Someone died there, and some people had a brilliant record.
The fleet of the reinforcement killed encountered a suspected Snow Lotus's assault in the middle.
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When all this happened, Han Qingyu fell asleep quietly in the shaking of the waves.
This world seems to have nothing to do with him, even if many people remember and miss his name, those glory and legendary stories in the past year seem to have really passed.
Some people also tried to imagine and look forward to the young school, as in the past, suddenly appeared in the battle array of Antarctica, or on the glaciers, but no, he seemed to disappear forever.
This day was at the end of February 1992.
There is no city wall in unrighteous city.
The wind from the wasteland always blows in, and the torn pages spin and tumble in the dark streets.
There are very few pedestrians on the streets in the early morning, and the night of this exiled city is always accompanied by silent killing.
But bars in the distance are still noisy.
A group of drunk men and women walked through and smashed the bottle on the ground.
The thin body stood in the shadow in the shadow, waiting for people to go far, silently wiped out the broken glass, poured the garbage in the garbage bucket to the garbage truck, and shouted at the other figure in the distance: "Tao wind Brother, we seem to be gone. "
Qian Daofeng is actually two years older than the Austrian, 21 ... Raising his hand, looking at the Chinese Asian steel chain watch on his wrist, he turned back, "Okay."
Qian Daofeng ran a few steps carrying the garbage bucket and broom, and dumped the garbage in the garbage bucket into the car. He said, "Then let's get in the car and hurry up."
As entrusted by someone, they were going to pick up a few people outside the city tonight, some Chinese Asians they didn't know, who were probably on the run.
This is not the first time, it may be the tenth or twenty times.
This kind of thing is very common in the unrighteous city, just like the newcomers who go out to work in their hometown will always find a belt to bring a belt, even if the fellow is actually mixed in the city.
