Pirate: The Strongest Dragon Man

On the ruined island, there was no longer the original array of Buddhist sounds, only a cry.

Crane's hands glowed with fluorescence, massaging the head of a woman who was holding her head and moaning in pain. "It's okay, just take a nap and you'll be fine," Crane said hoarsely.

But the woman had already fallen into a deep sleep and did not respond to her.

After finishing the woman's treatment, two card men came immediately to carry a stretcher and carried the woman away.

"Hey, these people are really suffering." Losatia said, while using cards to build temporary houses.

Those who have been treated need to rest, so Losatia just built this solitaire cabin, with beds, quilts, and solitaires to serve them.

"You are such a careful man, good job." Robin looked at Losatia with a smile, but the fatigue all over his body could not be concealed.

"You should also rest for a while. Your ability has been overdrawn just now, so it is better to rest for a while. Here." Losatia said, and made a recliner with a wave of his hand.

"Thanks." Robin sat down and rubbed her brow. Just like Losatia said just now, she was very tired due to overuse of her abilities and all kinds of unexpected injuries.

"Everything is over. Just finish the finishing touches. These people, hey, are miserable people." Losatia suddenly became sentimental.

"Why, it seems that you are also a man with a story." Robin said, showing the smile of an intimate big sister.

"Well, there are many stories, but I don't know where to start. Should I start with my birth or the first time I lost my virginity?" Losatia thought.

"Really? Then tell me, when was the first time, who and where? Was it love or money?" Robin teased.

"Ahem, there's a patient over there who's woken up. Oh, it's so troublesome." Losatia turned her head, blushed and walked to a position, then turned around and left.

"Ha." Robin covered his mouth and snickered.

With the help of Losatia, after a day and a night, all the ordinary people were finally settled.

Hancock simply prepared all the food, and He stood up tiredly.

"Let's rest for a while." Losatia handed over the food and prepared a table and chairs for He.

"Yes." He nodded and reminded: "The Buddha who was thrown is dead. I have exhausted my ability now. I will go and deal with that person after a short rest."

"Well, I won't let him die." Losatia nodded.

After eating something, Crane closed his eyes and began to rest.

Essendik came to the battlefield. There was a little monk here, the little monk Jingchen. He was still holding the broom and sweeping the floor silently.

Ersindic looked at him quietly and said nothing.

This little monk doesn't have any aura of strangers, but his state is very strange. Perhaps when he thinks that he has cleaned up all traces of this island, this will disappear.

Essendik turned to look at the ordinary people who had been treated. Some people had woken up, but their mental state was still very sluggish, and they were not sure what their current situation was.

Hancock came to Ersindik's side and said: "Sir, those ordinary people seem to have lost their memories of this period of time, and now they can't remember anything at all."

"Amnesia?"

"Yeah, but I don't know if it's the aftereffects of Fo Guang or the aftereffects of Crane's treatment."

"Yeah." Ersindik nodded.

"Sir, you should also rest for a while." Hancock walked to Ersendik's side, wrapped his hands around his waist, and leaned against Ersendik tightly.

Ersindik hugged Hancock with his left hand and stroked her smooth back.

The two of them sat on the beach, quietly looking at the sea that had turned fish belly white.

The sea is changeable. It can be a quiet girl with a blushing face, or it can be a violent devil, noisy and fiery.

But even this weird sea has a tacit understanding with the sun.

Just like at this time, the sun has not yet risen, and the sea surface is rare and calm. It seems that he is also looking forward to the rise of the sun. When the sun lights up the misty golden color, he also becomes joyful, shining and jumping, with small golden footprints.

The sun rises, and the originally silent island is also filled with a layer of warmth.

The appearance of the sun attracted the attention of ordinary people who were originally confused. They silently looked at the sun on the sea. Their eyes, which were originally dull, became a little brighter after being dyed with the golden light of the sun.

The sun jumped over the sea level, the originally hazy sea turned into a bowl of golden soup, and the dark sky turned into a blue.

The sun began to dazzle the eyes, and those ordinary people finally took action and raised their hands to block their sight.

Crane was also awakened by the warm sun. He stretched out and rubbed his brows. He still had a headache.

"Drink some water." Losatia took out a thermos and poured a cup of steaming warm water for He.

"Thank you."

After a while, He stood up and said, "Take me to see the big Buddha."

"Don't worry, that guy won't be here for a while. You can rest for a while and eat something later." Losatia suggested.

"It's not necessary. We should do this as soon as possible." He shook his head and cheered up.

"Okay, this way." Losatia walked forward.

Losatia brought Crane to a playing card platform. On this platform, a pillar made of playing cards stood there, with a face on it, sleeping in a daze and snoring.

"This guy is really,," Losatia didn't know what to say for a moment. The initiator of all this was actually sleeping so soundly.

It seemed that he felt Losatia's resentment and woke up suddenly. As a result, his eyes were dazzled by the sun and tears flowed down.

"Donor, benefactor, we are all destined to be together. I, the Buddha, are merciful. Please let me go. We can talk. Please let me go. I will sincerely teach the Dharma. Really, really teach the Dharma." Woohoo.”

Losatia didn't want to listen to the old bald man talk, so he blocked his mouth with playing cards.

Ersindyk and the others also came to the poker platform, Bloody Fang, Webb also came, and even Robin and the old man came to take a look.

"Losatia, you can't let him out, are you afraid that he will run away?" the old man shouted, he wanted to see how miserable this arrogant Buddha was now.

"Well, okay. Just take a closer look." Losatia said maliciously.With a wave of his hand, all the cards scattered.

The old monk also fell on the platform. When he wanted to get up, he found that he had no arms and could only twist on the ground like a maggot. Especially the bald head was even more disgusting.

Seeing Essendik, he twisted his body and kowtowed crazily to Essendik, begging for mercy.

"Uh, Losatia, you guy, show me this so early in the morning." The old man said angrily. He is just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who doesn't like to fight, just like the old monk. , the bloody maggot appearance was very difficult for the old boatman to accept.

"What's the point? It's just that you don't have your hands. Looking at how disgusted you are, you are really hopeless." Losatia said with a laugh.

"Huh." The old man turned his head and didn't look at anyone.It's a pity that he turned his head, even when he stepped on the playing cards, he still looked at the maggot kowtowing.The old man's face darkened, and he looked at Losatia resentfully.

Seeing the resentful look of the old man on the ship, Losatia turned to him again.

At this moment, a figure walked onto the poker platform. It was the little monk Jingchen.

Everyone was staring at this little figure, and Losatia was even secretly controlling the playing cards.

"Amitabha." The young monk Jingchen bowed to Essendik, then turned to look at his master.

This time, the little dust-cleaning monk was holding not a broom, but a basin and a towel.

Jingchen walked to his master and helped him sit up.

His master looked at Jingchen eagerly and whined, as if begging to his disciple.

Jingchen didn't say anything, and looked at his master calmly. He put down the basin, wet the towel, and wiped his master's face and bald head.

"Jingchen, Jingchen, save me, save me." The old monk begged bitterly.

But Jingchen didn't seem to hear it and wiped his master's body peacefully.He even took out the old monk's severed arms from somewhere behind his back.

The old monk's arms were connected with golden light, just to ensure the integrity of the body, but the arms were still drooping and unable to be used.

After doing all this, the little monk Jingchen took out another khaki cassock and put it on his master.

His master kept begging him frantically, but Jingchen didn't respond at all. He just did what he had to do to collect his master's body so that his master could go away with dignity.

After everything was done, the old monk no longer had the disgusting appearance of a maggot. He sat there cross-legged. Except for the resentment on his face, everything else was so peaceful and clean.

"Amitabha." The little monk Jingchen shouted the Dharma name, walked to a place, sat down cross-legged, and the golden light around him slowly dimmed.

Jingchen, washed away the dust on his body for his master, and passed away peacefully.