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The sea is like a woman's temper, changeable.

Shen Nanyiyi and Mu Qizhuo had just gone to bed with their clothes on when a strong wind blew up on the sea.

The wind stirred up the waves and sent the fishbone boat to the top of the waves, rocking it back and forth, and Shen Nanyiyi was shaken awake.

Mu Qizhou had already stood up, rowing the boat, and shouted to her, "You sit down, I'll do it."

But the waves kept getting bigger and bigger, and the boat was shaking more and more. Then the night sky changed from deep blue to inky black, thunder and lightning roared, and soon it began to rain heavily.

The rain, wrapped in huge waves, pounced on the fishbone boat like a flood monster. After one wave came down, the two of them were soaked all over, like drowned rats.

Whirlpools began to gather in the deep seabed, and in an instant a large vortex was formed, sucking the fishbone boat into it.

Both of them were injured and their spiritual power was limited. They could not withstand the huge suction for a moment, and could only hold hands and let the huge vortex sweep them away and go with the flow.

I don't know how long it spun, the vortex became a little weaker, and finally a big wave came and slammed the two of them hard onto the beach.

Shen Nanyi coughed violently, spitting out all the water in his throat, leaving his mouth full of a salty and wet taste; Mu Qizhuo was not much better, the wounds on his body opened again, and the white gauze turned red.

The two of them were crawling on the beach by the coast like drowned rats.

"Azhou, how are you?"

"It's okay, how are you, are you hurt?"

Mu Qizhou touched her face and looked at her again and again in the faint light from the sky.

The sky was just beginning to turn pale, and it seemed that they had been soaking in the sea all night.

"I'm fine, your wound is torn, come on, I'll apply medicine on you."

She didn't care that she was wet, and helped Mu Qizhou to sit under a coconut tree.

"This ocean eddy is really strong. Our fishbone boat has fallen apart."

Shen Nanyi was overwhelmed when he saw the scattered ship frames on the ground.

Although they have the power to fly, finding Fusang is a long process. In the vast ocean, the islands are far apart, and without a boat, they have nowhere to stay.

"Don't worry. I see there are many trees on this island. I'll cut down a few to repair the boat later."

Mu Qizhou touched her head and coughed heavily a few times.

Shen Nanyi used his divine power to dry their clothes and rebandaged his wound: "I'll blow on it for you, it won't hurt anymore."

Mu Qizhou lowered his eyes and touched her head lovingly:

"There is always a way out. Look at this island. The scenery is quite nice."

"Hmm?" Shen Nanyi raised his eyes and looked around, very happy:

"Oh, this place is great, there are lots of coconut trees, and I see some fruits on the trees over there, the colors are very pretty, I'll pick some for you."

"Hey, don't be so anxious!" Mu Qizhou couldn't stop her.

The charming figure had already flown up the tree. He shook his head and laughed, "Little monkey."

Shen Nanyi climbed to the top of the tree, holding up a freshly picked red fruit, and shouted:

"Azhou, this fruit is so sweet!"

Mu Qizhou was just about to walk over and offer his hand to help, but he sensed a hint of murderous intent from the corner of his eyes. Not good!

"Be careful!" He casually waved his clothes forward to block the arrows shot at Shen Nanyiyi.

The next second, he had flown to the top of the tree and protected Shen Nanyiyi behind him.

"Who is it? Come out!" he shouted.

Many people armed with bows, spears and sticks came out from all directions of the dense forest. They should be the residents of this island.

They were alert and angry, and surrounded the two people on the tree: "Who are you and why are you stealing our cherry tomatoes?"

"Cherry tomatoes? That's what you mean?"

Shen Nanyi poked half of his head out from behind Mu Qizhou, holding up a red fruit that he had taken a bite of:

"You guys are too stingy, aren't you? It's just a piece of fruit, and you're going to hurt someone with it?"

Mu Qizhou cupped his hands and said, "Are you residents here? Sorry, we were swept here by the waves. We were really hungry and thought these were ordinary fruits. Sorry!"

The leader below waved his hand and said, "So that's what happened. It was a misunderstanding. Don't blame us. Cherry tomatoes are not easy to grow. It takes 70 years to grow into a sapling, let alone bear fruit. This means a lot to us. If you don't know, it's not your fault."

This explanation made Shen Nanyi feel very embarrassed.

She pinched the cherry tomatoes in her hand, dropped them to the ground, handed them to the leader, and bowed her head to apologize:

"This is my fault! I apologize to you. I took a bite, let me tell you, how do I make amends?"

Mu Qizhou also landed on the ground and apologized: "Whatever compensation you want, we will do our best to satisfy it."

The leader seemed to be the leader of the village on this island. He was about to say something, but when he saw Shen Nanyi's face clearly, he prostrated himself on the ground in fear:

"The goddess, the goddess is back!"

The onlookers immediately turned their eyes to Shen Nanyi, each showing an expression of inexplicable surprise, and then knelt on the ground: "Welcome the goddess!"

When Shen Nan saw how they were mobilizing so many troops, he seemed to understand something: "Are you from the Guyue tribe?"

The leader was extremely excited, raised his hands high and kowtowed repeatedly:

"Goddess, you are wise. We are the descendants of Guyue who drifted to the East China Sea. Our ancestors sailed out to sea to find our sacred tree Fusang. Our branch encountered storms at sea and eventually moved to this island to live."

More and more people heard the noise and gathered from all directions, old and young, men and women.

Shen Nanyi looked at the huge crowd of people and felt deeply moved:

"I didn't expect that my clan would flourish here, and I didn't expect that you would still remember me after all these years."

"Goddess, this Holy Maiden Tree was planted by our ancestor. He once said that the day this Holy Maiden Tree bears holy tomatoes is the day when the Goddess will return. Heaven can bear witness! We have finally waited for you!"

The crowd was excited again, kneeling on the ground and kowtowed, cheering loudly.

Shen Nanyiyi burst into tears with excitement, looked up at Mu Qizhou, and could not utter a word.

She once thought that the Guyue people had long disappeared in the long river of history, but she didn't expect that they not only survived tenaciously, but also regarded the search for Fusang as the tribe's mission and passed it down from generation to generation.

And protecting Fusang and ancient axe should have been her duty.

Over the past thousand years, it has been her people who have continued to carry the burden for her.

Mu Qizhou gently held her hand, then quietly retreated to a corner, leaving this moment of reunion to her and her people.

This leader is the patriarch of this village, named Wuming.

There is no such thing as a surname in ancient times. They have retained this tradition and everyone, regardless of gender, only has a name.

Chief Wuming bowed and respectfully invited the two to the temple on the island to rest for a while.

As soon as Shen Nanyibu entered the hall, he immediately understood why they recognized her identity as soon as they saw her.

In the center of the temple is a huge statue of the Goddess of Xishan, whose face is exactly the same as hers.

"When our tribesmen went out to sea, they swore to their death that they would not return until they found Fusang. In order to let everyone remember our roots forever, there were portraits of the goddess of Xishan and the Fusang tree on every boat. But the sea was ruthless, and we drifted with the waves. Most of us got lost, and in the end only seven or eight people were left. We drifted to this island, multiplied, and have lived to this day."