The fishing boat went out to sea for several days, avoided Anding Port, turned northward from the outer sea, and ran into a hurricane, losing control. The power of heaven and earth cannot be resisted by human beings. The mast was as brittle as wheat straw and broke into two parts in an instant. The hull of the ship made a loud "rattling" sound. Wu Tong and Bai Kou were thrown out of the cabin and fell into the vast sea. They disappeared in an instant. The huge The fishing boat is like a dead leaf, floating on the crest of the wind and waves, sometimes thrown high into the sky, sometimes falling to the bottom of the valley.
The deck was slippery and tilted. Xia Yun clung to the cable, swaying this way and that, shouting the girl's name loudly. His voice was drowned by the howling storm, as low as the moan of a mosquito. The sea water was like a sword, coming at us, one wave after another. The captain of the boat desperately held on to the rudder, his face was pale, and he resigned to his fate. He had spent most of his life on the sea and had never encountered such a sudden hurricane. There was no warning, and in an instant, Dark clouds came over the sky, and a storm swept across the sky and earth.
Another huge wave captured the scene. The boat owner, Dalian, and his rudder were swept into the sea. The fishing boat could not withstand the heavy pressure and fell apart. Everyone fell into the cold water and struggled to survive holding on to the wood pieces. The shadow of death hung over their heads, and they would be harvested at any time. The next victim.
After an unknown amount of time, the red clouds dissipated, the wind gradually weakened, and fragments of fishing boats floated on the sea, sinking and floating, but no human beings could be seen.
Xia Qian had a terrible nightmare. She was abandoned in a biting ice cellar, huddled in a ball wearing single clothes, shivering with cold. In the darkness, there was a big, warm hand that pressed and lifted between her chest and abdomen, and the bitter and salty blood gurgled out and wet her chest.
She yelled and opened her eyes suddenly.
The splendid sunset came into view, the light and shadow flowed, and the magnificent colors changed all the time. She felt dazzling, wrinkled her nose unconsciously, stretched out her hand to cover her forehead, and couldn't bear to miss it. Is it in the human world or the underworld? Xia Qian was a little frightened, but then she came to her senses and laughed dumbly. How could there be such a bright glow in the underworld?
She slowly turned her head, only to see a person sitting with her backlit, fingers pressing against her chest and abdomen, lifting and pressing - her stomach was turbulent, she coughed violently, hunched over like a prawn, and exchanged tears. What she vomited was not blood. , but brackish sea water! There was only one thought left in Xia Qian's mind. Now she was really embarrassed!
After vomiting for a while, there was not much sea water left in her stomach. Xia Qian gasped for air, her wet clothes wrapped tightly around her body. When the sea breeze blew, she felt chilly and couldn't help but shiver. Wei Shiqi put his hand between her eyebrows, and a wave of warmth surged, and her muscles, bones, and organs seemed to be soaked in hot water. Xia Qian groaned in comfort, her face flushed, and her whole body was covered with water vapor. It took no time for her clothes to dry. Through it, the spirit is lifted.
"We...where are we?" She gradually remembered everything that happened, her face changed slightly, her lips trembled, and her voice felt strange even to herself.
"It seems to be a deserted island."
Xia Qian struggled to get up and looked around. There was no one around. There was still a trace of luck in her heart and she said, "Are we the only two left? Where are the others?"
Wei Shiqi said: "When the ship breaks down and is in distress, I only have time to catch you. The others... live or die. Let fate be your fate and be more open-minded."
"Life or death..." Xia Qian's legs went weak and she slumped down on the beach, burying her head between her knees and saying nothing for a long time.
Wei Shiqi patted her on the shoulder to express comfort. The sky was getting darker and darker, and the tide was washing over the beach, rising higher and higher. He pulled Xia Qian up and said, "The tide is coming in. Let's find a place to rest first. I'm hungry." ?"
Xia Qian's stomach was empty. The little food she had eaten before was completely vomited out together with the sea water. Now that he asked a question, her hunger suddenly rose, and her stomach growled several times. Wei Shiqi walked into a sparse coconut grove, raised his head and picked one. He stretched out his hand and patted the trunk. Seven or eight coconuts fell down with a plop. The peel was green and not yet ripe.
Xia Qian hurried forward and couldn't help but said: "The green coconut is not yet ripe, can it be eaten?"
"The green coconut juice is best for drinking coconut juice." Wei Shiqi picked off a coconut, split a gap with the Poison Dragon Sword, and handed it to her hand. Xia Qian wiped it with her sleeve and drank a few with the coconut shell. The mouth is indeed sweet and thirsty. After drinking the coconut milk, he broke open the coconut shell and took out the coconut meat. It was white, crispy and chewy. Xia Qian didn't have a big appetite. She felt full after eating half of the coconut. She felt thirsty and ecstatic.
She looked up at the towering coconut trees and thought to herself, thanks to Mr. Sheep's presence, it was so easy to pick the green coconuts. If she were here alone, she could only look at it and sigh, the coconut trees are so tall and so beautiful. So strong and strong, her small body is so weak that she can't even shake it. Alas, luck alone is not enough. Even if you escape a shipwreck and end up on a deserted island, you must have enough means to ensure that food and drink will not fall from the sky. What if there are poisonous snakes and beasts... She shuddered and said... Go to Wei Shiqi's side and get closer to him.
Wei Shiqi looked around, walked through the coconut grove, and walked towards the depths of the desert island. The terrain gradually rose, with rugged rocks and vegetation. A dark mountain stood majestically, and the moonlight was like weeping. Illuminating cliffs and canyons. If he came here alone, he would naturally not be afraid. However, after Xia Qian walked for a long time, her waist and legs were weak and she was panting. It was obvious that she could not hold on any longer. Wei Shiqi stopped, found a grass nest sheltered from the wind, and put the Poison Dragon Sword He stood aside and asked her to sit down and rest.
He saw all the ugly things, Xia Qian no longer pretended to be reserved, sat down in the grass nest, turned around, took off her shoes, rubbed the soles of her feet hard, thinking, if there is hot water to scald her feet, she should do it More relief. After rubbing it for a while, Xia Qian seemed to remember something, and turned around quietly, only to see Yang Hu standing not far away, looking at the mountain thoughtfully, not paying attention to herself. She quickly retracted her hand and put her fingertips under her nose to smell. After sniffing, his face turned bitter, showing an expression of disgust. She is an ordinary person, not some little fairy who breathes the wind and drinks the dew. After walking a lot, the soles of her feet will inevitably have a smell. Xia Qian has always been clean, so she hurriedly put on her shoes and hung her fingers, not knowing what to do for a while.
She calmed down, walked slowly behind Wei Shiqi, and said cautiously: "Mr. Sheep, is there any fresh water in this mountain? The coconut milk is too sweet and feels a bit greasy in the mouth."
Wei Shiqi pointed to the canyon in the distance and said: "There must be a mountain stream where the vegetation is lush. The road is not easy to walk. You want to go now?"
Xia Qian nodded vigorously, bent down and pinched his heels, frowned, and said hesitantly: "So, here comes Mr. Laoyang..."
Wei Shiqi was helpless, he put his arms around her waist, lifted her up with a little force, and disappeared into the darkness, walking through the forest and over the cliff as if walking on flat ground. The dark tree shadows rushed toward her face. Xia Qian's heart was pounding and her breathing was rapid. She forced herself to open her eyes wide and gritted her teeth to endure. After a while, she couldn't help but ask: "Am I heavy?" Heavy?"
Before he finished speaking, the sound of gurgling water hit his ears. Wei Shiqi stopped and gently let go of his arms. Xia Qian stood firm and looked up, only to see silver light flashing and a winding mountain stream filled with water vapor. Like a dream. She cheered, ran forward in three steps at a time, carefully sat on the edge of the mountain stream, took off her shoes and socks, immersed her feet in the cold water, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Wei Shiqi walked upstream, picked up a handful of water from the stream, brought it to his mouth and tasted it. It was clear and sweet, unlike anything in the world. Xia Qian stuck out her tongue, washed her hands and face, took a few sips of water from the stream with both hands, and suddenly heard him say: "It's not heavy."
