Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself.

The funeral scene was neither shabby nor grand.

A clearing was specially cleared in the bamboo forest.

Three coffins were placed there quietly, and dozens of soldiers were digging the graves continuously.

The coffin is empty.

In other words, the body was not placed.

Only a few clothes, some bamboo slips and books were placed, as well as a few jade articles, and a tomb was erected.

Although it was daytime with clear skies, there was still some gloom among the bamboo forest, which seemed extremely solemn.

Guo Jing personally used his majestic Qi to carve three huge stones into three square stone monuments.

There is nothing else superfluous on the tablet, except for the names of Ke Zhene, Wu Xiuwen and Wu Dunru.

All the sergeants on the Song Dynasty's warships got off, and they gathered next to the tombstone. Everyone stood there silently, neither sad nor happy.

Guo Jing originally didn't want them to participate, but he couldn't bear them coming on their own, so he had to let them go.

Huizhen, a monk from Tianlong Temple in Dali, chants Buddhist scriptures loudly.

Wu Gong followed Huang Rong expressionlessly.

Ke Zhen'e can be regarded as Guo Jing's adoptive father.

She calls herself Huang Rong Godmother, so wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning clothes is a must.

The sky is dim in the Buddhist scriptures, and the deep atmosphere suppresses the sad atmosphere.

Guo Jing's eyes were filled with sadness.

I searched for a day and a night, but couldn't find anything from the sea.

Not even a body or even a scrap of clothing was found.

All we can do is stand an unexplained tomb.

"Bury it!"

After a long sigh, Guo Jing waved his hand.

The sergeants rushed forward and placed the coffin into the pit.

"Master Jing'er is gone."

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"Your Excellency, we are here!"

Hamaka Taketa's face was extremely gloomy.

These damn pirates are so abominable.

Hamaka Taketa has already seen the legendary fairy mountain.

But he could only watch helplessly as the majestic tsunami engulfed the dragon vein once again.

And the reason for all this.

It's a bunch of damn Nanyang pirates!

Look at the heads hanging on the mast.

Hamaka Taketa's eyes were filled with gloom.

He waved his palm gently.

"Search!"

Hamaka Taketa didn't want to go on such a trip in vain.

If that was really just a legend, then everything would be fine.

But what we have seen now shows that it is not a legend.

But it was something that really happened that made Hamaka Taketa so unwilling.

The sailors looked at the empty sea, wondering what there was to search for.

But the strength Hamaka Taketa showed along the way has completely convinced them of this captain.

Looking at the sea.

Hamaka Taketa suddenly made an unexpected discovery.

He saw a group of green shadows floating up and down in the sea water.

Rubbing their eyes, other sailors also noticed the shadows over there.

The boat parked on the water immediately moved slowly over.

Two sailors jumped into the sea.

They carried hemp ropes on their bodies and swam quickly to the green shadow.

It was two people, hugging something that looked like water plants.

The sailors looked at each other and felt their pulses.

Both men are still alive.

Without much hesitation, he immediately wrapped the hemp rope around their bodies.

He tugged hard on the hemp rope.

The sailors on the boat used their strength to pull the four people back together.

Strangely enough, they had just left the range of the aquatic plants when the group of green aquatic plants floating on the water sank toward the depths of the seabed.

It's like it never happened.

The buoyancy that had just been able to hold up two people disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Hamaka Taketa couldn't wait to come over.

He began to look at the faces of these two people carefully.

There was a wound on one head that had not yet completely healed. His face did not look like that of a Han Chinese. He was wearing a lama suit, and his clothes were in tatters. There were many wounds that had been swollen by sea water. He looked very embarrassed, but his breathing was stable.

The other person was much better. Although his aura was weaker, there were no injuries on his body. It was just that he had been soaked in sea water for a long time, and there was a faint green vine wrapped around his wrist.

"Wake them up!" Hamaka Taketa ordered.

The Japanese looked at each other.

A smart Japanese sailor immediately turned around and ran into the cabin.

He took a wooden bucket, scooped out a bucket of seawater, and poured it over the two people.

Jiumozhi jumped up from the ground with a sudden thrust, but Wu Xiuwen was in a daze, and it took a long time before he got up from the ground.

Looking at the people around him, Jiumozhi felt a little confused.

The clothes of the Japanese people around him looked very different from the clothes of the Han people, so he was not sure who they were. However, they were all big, round, and fierce, and they were not good people at first glance.

Jiumozhi didn't know the Japanese costumes, but Wu Xiuwen had lived in the Zhoushan Islands for a long time and had seen the Japanese, so when he saw these costumes, his face immediately turned pale.

Japanese pirates are extremely evil. They not only attack coastal islands, but also often commit island massacres. The coastal island towns and villages have suffered greatly. Especially in recent times, even some small islands near the Zhoushan Islands have been harassed by Japanese pirates. Ke Zhen evil even took his brothers on a trip to sea and killed a boatload of Japanese pirates.

"Japanese pirates!"

After Wu Xiuwen said these words, he suddenly felt some regret.

Because when he saw the looks in the eyes of the Japanese pirates around him, he started to become very hot!

Jiumozhi has been secretly recovering his true energy.

Hearing Wu Xiuwen's words, he silently hid one palm behind his back.

While everyone turned their attention to Wu Xiuwen.

Jiumozhi suddenly moved.

On the palm of his hand, crimson flames flickered and danced.

Hot, scorching flames appeared out of thin air and headed straight for Hamaka Buta in the distance.

Catch the thief first to catch the king.

Jiumozhi could spot Hamaka Taketa who stood out among the crowd at a glance, so he immediately rushed forward, preparing to take down the Japanese pirate leader first so that he could control the entire ship.

A strong killing intent flashed in Hamaka Taketa's eyes.

His fingers gently flicked the sword at his waist.

Whoosh!

Accompanied by the harsh sound of breaking wind.

Jiumozhi has already rushed in front of him.

Jiumozhi is not unarmed at this moment, his palm is the Fiery Knife, which is even tougher than ordinary weapons and comparable to ordinary magical weapons.

Therefore he was not unarmed.

This is the secret of martial arts!