Deep Sea Embers

Duncan temporarily stopped helping Alice deal with the remaining glue, as if he was listening carefully to the sounds in the distance. After a moment, he lowered his head again and wiped away some debris that fell on the table with a soft cloth.

Alice blinked and looked at the captain curiously: "Ship, captain, what happened just now?"

"Maurice received a letter from a friend far away. He was not at ease with what the letter revealed." Duncan smiled, stood up, and helped Alice deal with a layer of residual glue on her neck joints. He said casually, "I want my help to check on the situation."

"Friends from afar?" Alice's head stuttered on the navigation table. "Are we in danger? Are we going to rescue people?"

There wasn't much glue left on the neck joints, and it was much easier to clean than the glue residue in the recesses of the head joints. Duncan quickly disposed of the dry glue. He carefully completed the final wipe, and then bent down to wipe Ellie off. Si's head was lifted up, and she was carefully put back into place like a work of art.

"We may be going to save someone," he said softly, turning the puppet's head left and right, "but it's also possible that we are going to help him rest in peace. But no matter what, we have to go somewhere far away."

The doll's head was placed in place, and Alice's slightly dull eyes instantly became flexible. She shook her head slightly, like a puppet being injected with soul, and her speech became smooth again: "Ah, where are we going? "

Heidi put away the cleaning tools and looked at the foggy chart.

On the chart, the small bright spot representing the Haiwu was moving slowly, some distance away from Xiang Yanya.

"North," he cried, his eyes falling on the goat's head, "hoist jib and jib, turn north—follow the foghorn."

If I remember correctly, one of the two girls was named Shirley and the other was Nina. The latter was the niece of the shop owner.

"Thank you, you have helped me a lot," the gray-haired Alice also stood up with a sincere smile on her face, "I'll give it to you."

The wife was leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed, looking here with some dissatisfaction.

"Okay," the young guard in charge of driving nodded in the car, but still reminded a little worriedly, "You pay attention to the time, today is the day when the Storm Cathedral arrives in Lawrence, you need to personally

Attend the welcoming ceremony, Bishop Valentine specially reminded. In addition, we didn’t have any itinerary plan for coming here this time…”

After saying what he wanted to say, he didn't expect the old captain's answer. He just bowed slightly to greet him politely, said goodbye and left.

Duncan was sent to the door by the old captain, but before leaving, he couldn't help but glance at Alice twice, and said: "In addition, I have one last suggestion - although your current situation is worse than that of all people of the same age. The captain is still relatively healthy, but you've really reached retirement age and it's time to consider handing over the White Oak to a reliable successor."

"It's not like I wanted to encounter this ghost ship." Alice looked at the medicine bottle in her hand and shook her head helplessly, "But it's fine now. The entire city-state has encountered the Lost Home, so no one cares. It’s about the White Oak. As for the bottle of medicine, it’s nothing. After all, I’ve been at sea for a long time, and I often have auditory and visual hallucinations.”

It's time to leave, and after the sun sets it's not a good time to continue providing psychological assistance.

"It will be a little bit, but it has more of a herbal aroma. I also added some honey to cover up the bitterness," Xiang Yan said, "it won't be difficult to eat."

"...Okay, then I'll wait for you here."

"I advise you to take this medicine now, and then go directly to handle the handover tomorrow, give the White Oak to a confidant you have cultivated since childhood, go home honestly and live the rest of your life with your retirement allowance, don't be so stupid I can't bear the worry of waiting to die in a certain storm one day..."

"Day by day, either the church is censoring or the psychiatrist comes to visit. How much trouble have you caused outside?" She stared and said in a loud voice, "And what happened to this bottle of medicine - you didn't say But your mental condition is still bad enough that you need to take medication to maintain your health?

to the point of persistence. "

"This is the last dose of medicine. It is a little more powerful than the medicine you have used before. You can drink it when you are at sea. It only takes eight drops each time. Of course, I also recommend that you start taking it now." The psychiatrist lady raised her head and looked at the gray-haired old captain in front of her. "As a captain who has spent half his life on the boundless sea, you should be more responsible for your body."

This is the home of Alice, the captain of the White Oak, and as a senior captain, Alice has placed many furnishings in the living room that can prove her sailing experience - coral specimens collected from shallow waters offshore, the rudder of the ship Along with models of ships, totem decorations from some remote city-states, and a large shelf against the wall, it was filled with awards and souvenirs issued by the Explorers Association, city-state authorities, and the seven major churches.

"North," Alice said fiercely, "the original place, the White Oak, encountered the storm in this sea area, and you just happened to accept an escort mission to the Frost

Duncan placed the small brown medicine bottle on the coffee table. About three-fifths of the turbid medicine could be seen in the medicine bottle. The medicine reflected the golden light in the gradually sinking sunset light, and rippled in circles. In the golden light, there seemed to be tiny bubbles constantly precipitating from it, jumping endlessly on the liquid surface.

Xiang Yanya listened to his wife's increasingly louder reprimands, and just smiled softly without refuting anything. Finally, he put the small brown medicine bottle on the coffee table: "Let's look for it one last time."

She is a very tall woman. Even though she is old now, she can still see some of her youthful demeanor. Standing here, he looks like he was standing on a ship back then, and he is still the famous explorer on the boundless sea.

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The wife said nothing but waved her hands wordlessly.

The sun is gradually setting, and the slightly orange-red sunlight is shining through the glass window into the living room.

"I want to look for it again..." Chris said with some lack of confidence, "After all, there was no clear news of his death back then..."

Fanna bent down and got out of the car door, squinting her eyes slightly in the sunlight. At the end of her sight was the living sign of this antique store that she had visited once before.

"It's time for me to say goodbye," Xiang Yan breathed out softly, stood up from the sofa, and his eyes fell on the medicine bottle in Xiang Yanya's hand, "Please don't forget to take the medicine - this can effectively help you resist the infinity The spiritual impact of the sea.”

The figure of the psychiatrist walked towards the car parked at the intersection, while Xiang Yanya sighed softly and turned back to the living room.

"Okay, okay, you've said it several times," Vanna waved her hand, with a helpless expression, "I know everyone in the Cathedral of Storms will be relaxed this time when they dock, so I will pay attention to the time."

The subordinate's voice came from the car: "How long will you be gone?"

The store hasn't opened yet. A thin girl with white hair and a white skirt is spraying water at the door, and another girl who looks about the same age is hanging the open sign on the door.

"ain!

But now the male explorer is obviously not in a good mood.

"Thank you for your advice, miss, I know my situation." Chris was not impatient, but he also didn't have too much enthusiasm. He just picked up the bottle of potion curiously and looked inside through the glass bottle in the sun. It's a liquid with bubbles forming. "...It's a beautiful potion. Is it bitter?"

"Look at me like this, how many years have I been looking for you? You have long passed the retirement age. These captains at the same time as you have retired long ago if they have any brains. Now at least you can enjoy the money you have saved for half a life in peace. Savings, what will happen to those brainless people like you who are lying on the bed drooling? Being locked up in a lunatic asylum?

And this made me even more hesitant to come and take a look today.

"Within an hour," Vanna replied,

"Just wait here."

"You're going to die on this sooner or later!"

The wife raised her voice again and pointed at Chris's nose, "What is that? That was a big storm on the boundless sea! After a storm passed, a ship deviated from the route, and no one on board was alive.

If you lose contact, you are dead! do you understand?

The wife finally stopped and stared at the medicine bottle on the coffee table. After an unknown amount of time, she sighed with lingering anger and muttered as if accepting her fate: "Where can I find it this time?"

The early morning sun was shining all over the street, and Lawrence was gradually waking up from a long night's sleep.

Now, these things that symbolize glory and memory are immersed in such sunshine, coated with a layer of gold-like brilliance, and gradually become brighter in the brilliance.

The wife didn't say anything, but just stared at this place for a long time. After several minutes, she sighed: "Aren't you going to retire?"

As she spoke, she raised her head and glanced at the sky outside the window.

Fanna rubbed her forehead and recalled the previous visit to the antique store. For some reason, he always felt that some of the details were quite vague when he recalled them now.

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