The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

Tang Si and Fu Zi had already walked out of the cabin, and Jiang Hongxin also came to the bow.

Yin Yusheng pointed to the second island on the map and asked Lin Xiaoyu in a deep voice, "Do you know if there are people living on this Blue Feather Island?"

Jiang Muxia took a glance and saw that Xu Da had drawn this island to be even larger than the one where Wuquan Villa was located. Eight years had passed, and pirates often appeared here. There was no guarantee that they would not find a place very close to the villa to settle down.

Lin Xiaoyu shook his head. "As far as I know, no. I'll ask my dad."

He trotted to the cabin door, woke Lin Dahai up, and asked loudly, "Dad, is there anyone living on Lanyu Island?"

Lin Dahai was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened and he cursed at him, "How should I know? I haven't been here for three years, who knows if there are people living in that kind of ghost place? Get lost."

After yelling at his son, Lin Dahai no longer felt sleepy and simply got up and walked around on the deck.

He muttered to himself, "I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming, and even dragged me along. I won't care about you if you meet people, so just wait to die."

Fuzi was displeased and retorted, "It's still uncertain who will die. But you are not the fearless hero who sails the sea as your son said. You are just a cowardly rat, huh."

Lin Dahai was not angered by his words. He stood by the boat, his dim old eyes staring into the distance with deep gaze, wondering what he was thinking.

The boat moved forward smoothly, and nothing unusual was noticed except the salty and humid sea breeze.

But their hearts were tense, and they inexplicably felt that danger was about to come. An inexplicable sense of oppression made them alert.

As Lanyu Island got closer, the appearance of the island became clearer and clearer.

Their feeling was not wrong. From afar they could see white smoke from cooking rising from the island and straight into the sky.

"There are people on the island." Fuzi exclaimed, and his hands subconsciously fell to his waist.

Everyone turned their eyes to Lin Xiaoyu, without any intention of blaming him. After all, neither the father nor the son had guaranteed to them that there were people on the island.

Now, they have to figure out how to get through this difficult time.

They were alone on the sea, and all the conditions on the ship were clearly visible. The people on the island would only be able to find them faster and more clearly than they could. I'm afraid they were already ready to attack them. They knew nothing about the island, and they didn't know where to start if they wanted to defend themselves.

Lin Xiaoyu was at a loss, so he placed his hope on Lin Dahai and shouted anxiously, "Dad, can you think of a way? What should we do?"

"The best way is to return. Otherwise, we can take a detour. After all, we are so far away from them that they will not mobilize a large force to attack us."

"It's impossible to go back. Let's not take a detour. I want to see who they are and how many arms and legs they have!" Tang Zhongbai said solemnly. His eyes were burning and he remained calm about the impending danger.

"Okay, okay, you guys are great. I won't die with you guys."

Lin Dahai flicked his sleeves, snorted coldly, then walked into the cabin and hid.

Their ship was getting closer and closer to Lanyu Island, and everyone was on high alert, ready to respond to any emergency at any time.

Tang Zhongbai whispered in Lin Xiaoyu's ear, "Sail the boat to the island. We want to go to the island."

Lin Xiaoyu was shocked and stared at Tang Zhongbai with a ghost-like look. He must have thought that this man was crazy.

They had no idea how many people were on the island, whether they were good or evil, or whether they had sharp weapons.

It's a blessing that others don't cause trouble, but he actually dared to run into their nest on his own initiative. There must be something wrong with his brain.

"Miss Jiang, can you please persuade him? He wants to go to the island? Isn't this courting death?" Lin Xiaoyu's eyes were filled with fear. A glimmer of hope arose in her heart. She prayed that they would not follow this boy and go crazy.

Jiang Muxia just nodded at him calmly and said seriously: "Just listen to him. We don't know anything, what are we afraid of? Maybe they are afraid of us?"

Lin Xiaoyu was so angry that he was breathing heavily. He pointed at them and cursed, "You idiots, you are just looking for trouble. I am not looking for death with you. I will not follow you to the island."

"Brother Yusheng, you stay and watch them, we are going to the island." As they were speaking, the boat had already stopped next to the island.

Yin Yusheng stayed behind to watch over the father and son to prevent them from running away on the boat.

The island is surrounded by lush greenery, with dense trees growing towards the sky. The sunlight shines through the trees, casting shadows on the ground. When the wind blows, a hint of coolness comes, making people feel very comfortable. The island is quiet, with only the rustling sound of the leaves of the trees being blown by the sea breeze.

Five men, holding swords and knives, walked towards the direction of the smoke.

Passing through the woods at the edge of the island, the view suddenly opens up. There are rows of wooden houses lined up one after another. The front and back of the houses are clean and tidy, and there is a row of weapons neatly placed against the wall.

This is not where fishermen live, but where the barracks are stationed. But why is there no flag of the stationed army here? There is only one conclusion, they are private soldiers.

What surprised them was that there were a lot of flowers and plants planted outside these houses.

Jiang Muxia only recognized one of them, the wind fairy flower, which was in full bloom at this time. It came in pink, peach, and bright red, and looked very beautiful from a distance.

There is also a kind that looks like a lotus leaf. The flower and the leaf are very similar. Jiang Muxia was about to reach out to touch it, but someone stopped her, "Don't move."

Jiang Hongxin stopped her, "Don't move, this is a seven-leaf lotus, a very precious herb. These flowers and plants are very effective in curing snake venom, but why do they grow here?"

"Maybe there are more snakes and insects here." Tang Si said.

"Well, everyone, be careful." Tang Zhongbai reminded and led everyone inside.

Based on the number and layout of the rooms, they estimated that there were about three hundred people living here.

Tang Zhongbai lowered his voice and said, "I heard that there are 200 to 300 people on the pirates' boat. Could this be where they live? This is strange. Chu Ruo is just a miracle doctor. Why do they have to make such a fuss and spend so much energy to watch him? With so many people, can't they just rush to the island and capture him?"

"I'm afraid that the master behind them wants to save face and also wants to treat people with courtesy, in order to impress Doctor Chu?" Jiang Muxia was also puzzled.

The ideas of those powerful people are too bizarre and too strange.

The five people didn't stop for long and ran towards the kitchen at the back.

There are the sounds of "ding ding dang dang" in the kitchen, including the sounds of cutting vegetables, washing vegetables and frying vegetables. People are busy and happy.

The five of them exchanged glances and consciously split into two teams. Tang Zhongbai and Jiang Muxia went around one side of the house to block the escape route of the people inside. They had to find out their identities first and then decide on the next course of action.

Tang Zhongbai and his companions were ready, and they used their fingers as whistles to send out signals. Jiang Hongxin and Tang Si rushed in from the front.

Someone cried out in surprise and muttered something angry that they could not understand at all.

Tang Zhongbai looked at Jiang Muxia and said two words, which made her heart skip a beat, "Japanese?"

Jiang Muxia's memories of her previous life suddenly rushed to her mind. Her benefactor had told her how the Japanese killed their compatriots, how they seized the country's treasures, and how they wanted to occupy the beautiful territory of the Wu Dynasty.

Their benefactor once told them with gritted teeth that they should treat the Japanese as their lifelong enemies and kill them without mercy on sight, without leaving any of them alive.

Later, when she was fleeing with her young master, she thought the people who were chasing them were Japanese, so she was ruthless and killed them every time. In the end, she avoided the pursuit and escaped.

She didn't expect that in this life, she would be able to enter the Japanese lair.

The murderous intent in Jiang Muxia's heart rose again. She would remain loyal to her benefactor's words until her death, and she would not let any of these people live.

Jiang Hongxin and the others had already controlled the people, and the two of them climbed through the window. They saw four or five people lying on the ground, two more under Tang Si and Fu Zijian, and a shirtless man in the corner of the room, trembling all over and holding his head, chanting, "Don't kill anyone, don't kill me."

"Han people." Jiang Muxia walked up to him with a whip in hand and said coldly, "Raise your head and answer my questions."

The man gradually lowered his arms, looked at her with horror and begged for mercy, "Lady, please let me go. I was taken to the island by force, and I don't want to die!!"

"If you don't want to die, answer my questions." She pointed the whip in her hand at him. She hated traitors the most. Facing the man in front of her, she showed no mercy and asked, "Who are you? Why are they stationed here?"