One of the pirate swords splits the new world

The villagers couldn't help crying when they heard that the great revenge was avenged, but when Ryan said that he would help them get back their property, they were surprised again.

They must also know very well that revenge is only secondary. Only with property and food can they survive after we leave... Seeing that the food was almost gone, Ryan stood up and said to the villagers:

"Come on, let's go haul the boat up."

……

A group of more than a dozen people first dragged the boat to the beach, and then dug out the sand from the bottom of the boat to form a large pit. Then the boat was turned over by pulling the rope, and the bottom of the boat fell into the pit. Finally, a trench was dug to introduce seawater into the pit, and the ship successfully floated on the water.

Once the trench is widened and deepened, the ship can re-enter the sea.

Ryan, three people and ten villagers worked hard for most of the night and finally turned the boat over.

The villagers recognized the pirate sail still hanging on the mast, "That's them, these pirates."

After saying that, I couldn't help but spit at the ship, "Bah."

Ryan waved his hand, "Go ahead and move your food and finances down. I hope the food has not been soaked and rotted by the sea water."

The village chief signaled for the villagers to come up, and then explained to Ryan:

"Most of my food is dried meat. This island is too small to grow grains."

Ryan nodded. Fortunately, at least the villagers should have enough food. The pirates had just finished robbing them in the morning and hadn't had time to consume too much food.

"what!"

A shout came from the pirate ship. After hearing this, Ryan looked at each other and the village chief, and secretly said: "No!"

He immediately jumped onto the deck of the pirate ship and looked for it in the direction of the sound.

Entering the cabin, I saw the villagers huddled at the door of a room.

"What's going on? Give in, everyone."

The villagers heard the sound, turned around and found it was Ryan, and decisively moved out of the way.

Only then did Ryan see the situation in the room.

A villager's hand was pressed against a dark blue stone, as if it was stuck and he couldn't take it off. He tried to break free, but his expression looked painful.

"What's going on?" Ryan walked to the villager and asked.

"My lord, my hands are frozen together by this stone."

The villager said and pulled his hand hard again, and then groaned because of the pain.

Ryan looked carefully at the stone in his hand. It's not big, just enough to hold with one hand, and it emits a faint blue light in the dim cabin.

The light seems to be emitted from within the stone, passing through a shell before being revealed to the public.

The hands of the villagers holding the stone seemed to be attacked. The faint blue light entered his body from his palms, dyeing the blood vessels blue, and spread along his blood vessels to the entire body.

Feel like poison is spreading?

Ryan didn't know what was going on, but at this time he could only let Pique come and take a look. He turned back to the villagers behind him and said:

"Go outside and call Dr. Peake over."

The villagers took the order and ran outside immediately. Soon, he returned with Pique.

"Captain, what happened?" Peake's voice came first as he was still there.

"Pique, come and take a look. His hand seems to be frozen with this stone."

Ryan briefly explained the current situation.

After approaching, Peake squatted down and began to check the villager's condition.

He first squeezed the villager's hand, then held the villager's arm to feel the body temperature, and finally observed the villager's eyeballs and tongue coating.

Peake shook his head, "It's not poisoning, it's frostbite. His hands are now so frozen that he's almost losing consciousness, and the cold has been attacking his body. When it reaches his heart, he will definitely die."

"What now?" Ryan just wanted to know the solution.

Peake glanced at Ryan and said, "You can only choose one, your hand or your life."

"Can't you cut it off along the skin of the palm?" Ryan still hoped that the villager could keep his hand.

Piqué shook his head, "My hand has been frozen to death. There is too much accumulated coldness. If it is not cut off, it will continue to spread to the body."

Pique turned to look at the villagers. At this moment, his face was already a little pale due to the cold air.

"You can't save your hand. If you don't cut off this hand in time and let the cold air invade, you will be close to death. Choose one, your hand or your life?"

"I want my life, I want to live. Please chop off my hand." The villager shouted. In the face of life, he decisively chose to live at the expense of his hand.

Pique nodded towards Ryan, then stood up and backed away.

Ryan drew his sword out of its sheath with a "Cang" sound. The sword flashed and the villager's hand holding the stone fell to the ground.

Miraculously, the wound on the villager's severed hand did not bleed, but a layer of frost condensed on the neat incision.

The villager himself didn't seem to feel much pain, he just sat on the floor and gasped for air.

Piqué stepped forward to help him up and handed him to other villagers behind him.

When he turned around, his heart immediately lifted. He saw that Ryan had picked up the villager's severed hand and the stone together.

"Be careful." He warned hastily.

Ryan waved his other hand, "It doesn't matter, I used my dominance to block the cold air."

Piqué breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

Ryan brought the stone to Pique, "Pique, do you know this thing?"

Pique pushed up his glasses, looked at the stone carefully, and shook his head.

"I haven't seen it, and it's not in the book. But..."

He stretched out a finger, wrapped it in Haki, and poked it on the stone, while saying: "This one seems to be wrapped in a shell, but what's inside is its true face."

"Go out and ask the village chief first to see if he knows the origin of this thing."

"Okay, you go ask the village chief, and I'll go check on the villager's injury."

The two walked out of the cabin together, and Ryan found the village chief who was comforting the injured villager.

"Village chief, is this stone from your village?"

After speaking, he picked up the stone and motioned to the village chief.

The village chief felt that this stone looked familiar. He lowered his head and observed the stone for a long time, and suddenly realized:

"Oh, it's it. It's been passed down from my family. I didn't know how to use it, so I kept it in a box. Unexpectedly, it was snatched away by pirates. However, I remember that it didn't shine before. ?”

"It didn't glow before? Are you sure?" Ryan felt that the village chief would not lie, but the current state of the stone was obviously inconsistent with what he described.

The village chief patted his head and said, "Let me think about it...this stone was my grandfather who saved a man who was in a shipwreck.

The man gave it to my grandfather to thank him for saving his life. My grandfather told me that the man said that the stone seemed to be called Xuan Bing Stone, and I didn’t know the rest. "

"Xuanbingshi..."

Ryan chewed the name in his mouth. He didn't know much about stones, and he had no impression of the name Xuan Bingshi. However, this did not affect his interest in this stone.

He threw the Xuan Bing Stone in his hand and said to the village chief: "Village Chief, you can't touch this stone, why don't you give it to me."

The village chief agreed to Ryan's request without hesitation.

"Of course, no problem. You have helped us so much. Just a stone is nothing. Just take it."