Huamo

A plate filled with a fist-sized bun.

"Reached?"

"Nope," Gongsun Lu said, holding the bun in front of him, his light gray eyes still staring at him: "What's the matter with you, you dead monster, you're breaking out in a cold sweat."

"It's just a nightmare."

"You also have something to be afraid of. You tossed and tossed it last night, but it was so hard for me." Gongsun Lu said and broke the bun into two halves: "This is all for today, eat it."

Li Jinsha shook his head and asked again: "Are you asleep?"

"Asleep, I was woken up by you tossing and tossing in the middle of the night, and I even covered you with a quilt, and then I was woken up again this morning by you," Gongsun Lv bit the wowotou, like a glutton, and did not dislike it at all. Another Wowotou pushed in front of Li Jinsha; "Eat it, there is no bird's nest porridge here, do you want to starve to death?"

Li Jinsha frowned, with a look of contempt: "It's unpalatable."

"It still tastes sweet after chewing, just like steamed buns, eat it." Gongsun Lu directly handed it to the tip of his nose.

"Don't eat."

Gongsun Lu resolutely stuffed the half of the cornbread into his mouth, and said viciously: "Stop talking nonsense, let me swallow it!" Seeing Li Jinsha swallow the half of the cornbread with a dark face, he sat down on the bed with satisfaction. Falling down: "Young master wants to catch up on sleep, if you want to sleep, we can go together." Then he turned over and closed his eyes, then fell silent.

And over there, Lian Heng sat on the bed and looked at An Xuansu who was sitting at the table leisurely reading a book, and asked curiously: "An Chen, where did you get this book?"

"It was brought out in Nianqiu Pavilion." An Chen replied without raising his head, continuing to read the book with relish.

Lian Heng laughed lightly when he heard the words, the innocent smile made An Chen raise his head, and looked suspiciously at the sunny boy in front of him.

"An Chen, you are really like my master, who also reads the book and doesn't even bother me."

"Really." An Xuansu replied calmly and then buried himself in the book again.

"Hey~ I'd better lie down for a while." Bored, Lian Heng fell back on the bed, staring fixedly at the board above his head with big eyes, not knowing what was going on in his mind, and giggled softly from time to time.

"What are you laughing at?" An Xuansu glanced at Lian Heng, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Secret." Lian Heng winked mischievously at An Xuansu, turned over and closed his eyes.

An Xuansu shook his head helplessly, and continued to immerse himself in the scriptures.

Fourth day.

The waves in the morning are leisurely, the singing of seabirds is distant and free, and the sun shines into this damp and gloomy cabin from the small window just like yesterday, and it is already the morning of the fourth day.

The four people in the cabin hadn't woken up yet, suddenly there was a rush of footsteps "da da", and the wooden door was kicked open with a "bang", accompanied by a noisy voice: "Wake up, wake up, get off the boat, give me everything!" disembark."

Such a loud and arrogant voice woke up the four of them, Lian Heng subconsciously held An Xuansu's hand for fear that the other party would be pulled away alone, and soon they were driven out of the cabin by a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals like slaves.

As if refreshed by seeing the sun again, Lian Heng stood on the deck and stretched leisurely. Looking at the sun shining brightly, he couldn't help showing a warm smile: "An Chen, the sunrise on the sea is so beautiful."

"Well, full of vitality." An Xuansu nodded with a light smile.

"Hengheng! Are you okay!"

Before seeing the person and hearing his voice, Su Bai rushed to Lian Heng with a terrified expression and anxiously checked the other person, the worry and sincerity on his face surprised Lian Heng.

"I'm fine, we're still worried that they're going against you." Lian Heng smiled.

"I'm fine." Su Bai's eyes moved slightly as if something was hidden, he looked at Lian Heng intently and said firmly, "Heng Heng, don't worry, I will protect you."

"Xiaobai, there's something wrong with you." Lian Heng looked at Su Bai strangely, the other party didn't pester him crying like before, but became so deep.

"Hey you! Here we come." A ferocious little soldier pointed at Su Bai and shouted.

"Understood." Su Bai rolled his eyes, and he quickly said to Lian Heng, "Be careful yourself." After saying that, he followed the soldier to nowhere.

"You three come with me." Five or six men in black clothes who looked quite powerful came and pointed at Gongsun Lu, Lian Heng and An Xuansu and said fiercely.

The corner of Lian Heng's mouth twitched uncontrollably, he held An Xuansu tightly and followed the man in black to get off the boat, if it wasn't for An Chen's reluctance to leave, how could these inexplicable men in black in front of him be Lian Heng's opponents, but The black hand behind this scene seemed to bet that he would not escape, otherwise he would send these little guys to greet him.

"Let's go, why are you so fierce." Gongsun Lu glared at the man in black, and followed calmly.

The three of them walked all the way to the island, surrounded by a faint fragrance blown from the island. You can see many stone pillars standing on the coast of the island in front of you. It is calling everyone to go, looking at the back of the stone pillar is a black color, hazy and deep.

The three of them followed the crowd in black through the forest of stone pillars. Before they knew it, they were already surrounded by towering ancient trees. I can't tell the east from the west, but the slightly lower place is full of flowers and plants of various colors. The flowers and plants may be specially born for this island, but they actually ooze out a little dark light, which makes people fall asleep.

The light fragrance smelled from outside the island became more intense at this time. This fragrance is peculiar, and it is actually the unique intoxication of mellow fine wine. Since I went to the island, the music of silk and bamboo has been looming in my ears, and the music is either sad or sad. Gently, moving and still, endlessly, suddenly the people in black in front of them disappeared.

"Oh, we were abandoned on the island." Gongsun Lu shrugged and said helplessly.

"They brought me here just to throw me on the island?" An Xuansu frowned slightly, "The letter said that they would tell the truth about the witchcraft, what does that mean now?"

"Perhaps they intend to let us die here." Gongsun Lu said with a smile.

"Unreasonable." An Xuansu shook his head.

"Take one step at a time and see what medicine is bought in the gourd of the person behind the scenes." Gongsun Lu said.

"This island is called Jinyue Island. There are many poisonous substances on the island, charming people's minds. Be careful." Lian Heng's expression also became serious and cautious. He raised his hand and circled gracefully out of thin air, and the dark green light gradually rose like a tree vine. Wrapping around Lian Heng's palm, he pressed down with his backhand suddenly, a strong and cold air flow centered on Lian Heng and swirled outwards, freezing the poison around him.

"Xiao Heng, how do you know?" An Xuansu said in surprise.

"There are a lot of ancient books in Master's study room, and I have read a lot since I was a child." Lian Heng blinked and said, "I have frozen all the poisons nearby and will not be harmful for the time being."

"Tsk tsk, Xiao Hengheng really respects his teacher and loves to learn." Gongsun Lu laughed.

"Then let's find a way back to the shore." An Xuansu said.

As they went deeper into the jungle step by step, the surrounding scenery was constantly changing, and the flowers in the lower places, which were originally dark red, were constantly changing red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple.About an hour later, there were no dimly glowing flowers around me, and there were normal trees on both sides, and the ground was rotten with dead branches, which creaked under my feet. The only thing that remained constant was darkness.

"There seems to be a sound ahead." Lian Heng stopped suddenly, looking at the bush with alert eyes.

"Go and have a look." Gongsun Lu was very interested, carefully pushed aside the bushes, and Lian Heng led An Xuansu forward, but the scene behind the bushes left Lian Heng and the others stunned and shivering.

There is a flat land in front of me, and there are three cold tombstones standing, indicating a curse that I hate to the bone - "Tomb of Jinting", "Tomb of Yuan Fei", "Tomb of Jin Ziyi", floating beside the tombstones There are two supernatural little girls in black clothes, just like what I saw at the back mountain of Tiezhai that night. The lantern, like a messenger from hell, carries the most sinister aura.

"Godfather? And the name of the young master?!" Gongsun Lu was surprised: "There is also a tomb... I remember that the godfather didn't marry a wife?"

"It seems that the enemy of the acting lord is quite ruthless." Lian Heng said with a dark smile.

"Hengheng, don't laugh like that witch girl, it makes me chill." Gongsun Lu's eyes were a little erratic, especially when he saw his own name on it, the word "Jin Ziyi" seemed to be staring at him like a curse. with him.

Lian Heng didn't care, holding An Xuansu with one hand, and being dragged by Gongsun Lu with the other, the three of them wandered around in the jungle like this, and Lian Heng didn't notice that something was wrong with An Xuansu behind him.

*****

"Admiral Li, this way please."

The eagle dog who was originally rough before boarding the boat suddenly became polite, but it was not difficult to see that there was an unconcealable sneer on his face.But in front of a narrow road with thorns on both sides, from the road to the higher thorns are covered with small purple flowers. The sea breeze gently blows the delicate flowers, as if you can hear the mourning of the fallen soul.

Li Jinsha stepped into the road of thorns and purple flowers, stepped forward step by step in his favorite color, and blended into the darkness of the island.As if walking in a maze, the scenery around him is constantly changing as he moves forward. The morning light is revealed from behind the obscure towering ancient trees, but there are countless mirrors refracting it into rainbows—the purple flowers under his feet are in different places. Different colors appeared under the light, from the end of the rainbow to the deep red at the beginning.

But I don't know when, the flowers under his feet gradually withered, from big to small, as if his feet had experienced a year of spring, summer, autumn and winter, sunny, rainy, windy and snowy, witnessing the prosperity and withering of vegetation, and the migration of birds and beasts to the south, until he stepped on the withered flowers. The branches creaked, as if stepping on warm wreckage, on ancient ruins.