Fisherman's Secret

On the vast sea, a leatherback turtle carried two people on its back, swaying and paddling its forelimbs, and swam to the unknown shore.

When a big wave hit, Fang Jing was sprayed with water all over his face, he couldn't open his eyes, his feet slipped, and he was almost thrown off.

Cen Jiu hugged Fang Jing tightly to prevent him from being beaten down by the tide again.Fang Jing leaned against Cen Jiu's arms, extremely tired.He guessed that the two neon men had given him a tranquilizer, his body was weak and he just wanted to sleep.

"Someone will come to save us." Cen Jiu moved and changed his position to make Fang Jing lean more comfortably.

Fang Jing opened his eyes and looked at the dark distance where he couldn't see the way, and the sadness in his heart was like a river.

"Where are we now?" He rushed forward, grabbed the edge of the turtle's shell, and shouted to Mr. Turtle, "Master Turtle, can you carry the two of us home?"

Mr. Gui was still swimming happily, as if he was carrying not two grown men but two balls of cotton on his back.

Fang Jing lied weakly on Master Turtle's back, and said weakly: "If we don't return to the shore soon, tomorrow we will become dried salted fish."

The scorching sun, sea water, salt, and sea breeze are simply the best configurations for smoked jerky.

Cen Jiu picked him up and let him lie on his lap: "Sleep for a while, we'll go home when we wake up."

"Ah, ah, I can't sleep at all." Fang Jing thought to himself, even if his heart is ridiculously big, he can't sleep peacefully when encountering such a thing, okay?

Cen Jiu put his hand on his head, and pressed his scalp with some strength, Fang Jing's head that had been drowsy since he woke up suddenly felt a lot better.

"Xiao Jiu, if the two of us go bankrupt in the future, we won't be able to starve to death just relying on your massage skills." Fang Jing sighed comfortably, closed his eyes and felt the right amount of pressure on the top of his head.

Cen Jiu didn't speak, thinking that he was really bankrupt, he could support the two of them even if he went to move bricks, so he wouldn't sell Semumu to make money for other people's massages!

Living in modern civilization for more than two years, even Brother Anwei, who came from Daqi through time travel, understands that in Datian Dynasty, the profession of massage refers to the erotic industry in many occasions.

"It would be great if Lord Turtle could talk, so that we can communicate smoothly." Fang Jing sighed, "It's a pity that after the founding of the Kingdom of Heaven, animals cannot become fine. I can't talk anymore."

Cen Jiu: "..."

Master Turtle swims very smoothly, as long as he doesn't hit the waves, lying on his back is like sleeping in a cradle, his body follows the waves of the sea.

The medicine in the body has not completely subsided, and the finger pressure on the top of the head is very comfortable. Fang Jing opened his eyes and looked up at the brilliant galaxy above his head. Gradually, the galaxy became more and more distant and blurred, and finally only a blur light and shadow.

He fell asleep.

When I woke up again, the sky was bright, a round of red sun was rising from the sea level, and the sky was brilliant.

Fang Jing's eyes were a little dull, and he didn't quite understand why he was not in his own bed when he woke up, but in the sea. After a while, his brain started to function normally.

He turned his head, and Cen Jiu was sitting behind him motionless, his posture seemed to be the same as when he lay down last night.

Looking forward again, Mr. Gui was swimming happily in the water, and the coastline could be seen faintly in front of him.

Fang Jing suddenly lifted his spirits, thinking that Mr. Gui was really powerful, as a turtle, he actually understood what he meant and carried them back.

These days, people are really not as reliable as turtles!

Cen Jiu didn't sleep all night, but he was still in good spirits. There was no trace of fatigue on his handsome face, and he looked in better condition than Fang Jing, who had slept on Master Turtle's back.

This unscientific!

In the distance, sirens blared, as if a large ship was passing by.

Master Turtle made another horizontal drift in the water, and then kept circling on the spot.

Obviously he couldn't communicate with Mr. Turtle at all, but Fang Jing understood what Mr. Turtle meant. It said that it carried them to the shore, and now it would continue to play happily in the sea, and signaled Fang Jing that they should get off its back. .

Fang Jing: "..."

The two returned to the sea again, Mr. Gui swam around Fang Jing twice, and then happily continued to play in the water.

The night was calm and the sea was extremely quiet in the morning.

Cen Jiu hugged Fang Jing in one arm, and swam towards the land ahead with all his might.

For the first time, Fang Jing felt that swimming in the sea without turning on the water bubbles was such an exhausting thing.

Wangshan runs like a dead horse, but Fang Jing feels that swimming while looking at the land is a similar experience. It looks so close, but it’s really far to swim over!Fortunately, he still had Cen Jiu. Cen Jiu took on most of the physical work of paddling, so he just had to follow Cen Jiu's movements to keep himself from sinking.

Floating on Master Turtle's back all night, waking up in the morning with weakness all over, Fang Jing was so tired that he could fall asleep in the water.

After what seemed like a century, the two finally managed to reach the shore.

Looking around, there is a messy beach in front of it, full of garbage, and the smell is smoky, especially now that it is summer, that kind of food fermentation has an indescribable rotten smell, which can't be more ecstasy.

Fang Jing was completely dumbfounded. Did Mr. Gui carry them to the garbage disposal site?

To be so unlucky!

He looked back at the sea reflectively, and there was no shadow of Mr. Gui.

Both of them were so smoked that they didn't want to say anything.Fang Jing held his breath, tried to control the frequency and intensity of his breathing, and walked away from the garbage dump quickly.

Half an hour later, the garbage heap was left far behind.

Fang Jing took a deep breath, feeling that the air on the dusty country dirt road was extraordinarily fresh.

The sun is slowly rising, and the temperature in the midsummer morning begins to make people sweat profusely.

Fang Jing only felt that his back was burning, and his forehead was covered with fine and dense sweat. He raised his hand and wiped it casually, and threw himself on the grass by the roadside, unable to get up for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Cen Jiu turned him over nervously, and seeing Fang Jing's eyes open, he suddenly became angry, "Don't be so scary all of a sudden!"

Fang Jing: "?!!"

This boyfriend is getting more and more angry now.

Fang Jing was so tired that he gasped for breath, stuck out his tongue and said, "I'm too tired, let's take a rest."

Cen Jiu looked around, then looked at the sun above his head, and squatted down in front of Fang Jing: "Come up, I will carry you on my back."

"No, no, no, I'll just take a break and catch my breath." It was really too hot.

"Come up." Cen Jiu's tone was full of unquestionable taste.

Fang Jing: "..."

"There is no human habitation nearby. When the sun comes up, it will be hotter. We have to go out quickly and find someone to help us get home." Cen Jiu explained.

Fang Jing lay on Cen Jiu's back, walking on the dirt road in the village.The sun-dried ground is dusty when you step on it.

Cen Jiu stepped barefoot on the bumpy field ridge, revealing his tanned and white insteps.

Seeing this, he couldn't help lowering his eyes a little guilty.

Since returning home, Fang Jing has always been as comfortable as possible, and his appearance and appearance have long been forgotten. He often runs around with a pair of slippers. After a summer, the insteps of his feet are black and white.

Cen Jiu has always followed suit, he is a nice and indifferent young man, and he is more and more inclined to develop into Brother Sharp.Fortunately, she has good looks, no matter how slovenly she looks, she still looks pleasing to the eye, at least it is more than enough to fascinate Fang Jing himself.

The weather was too hot, Fang Jing was carried by Cen Jiu, and he felt that his back was too hot, and the part of his chest leaning on Cen Jiu's back was like hugging a stove.

Cen Jiu didn't say a word, but occasionally asked to see if Fang Jing was asleep.

"That—" Fang Jing was dazed by the sun, and suddenly said.

"what?"

"Where is this? When will I meet someone!" Fang Jing was hot and thirsty, panting with his tongue out.

"do not know."

Fang Jing was really worried to death.

He was abducted on the bed, still wearing pajamas, without a mobile phone or wallet. He had been soaking in the sea for a night, and he didn't know where to throw his shoes.

Stretching out his hand to feel in Cen Jiu's pocket, needless to say, the pocket was also empty, there was nothing.

Cen Jiu turned his head, with a cold expression on his face: "Don't touch."

Fang Jing hesitated for a moment, summer clothes are very thin and soft, Cen Jiu was wearing the cotton cropped pants that went out yesterday, touched it casually, and Cen Jiu reacted.

It's a big morning!Sao Nian, is it really okay for you to be so dissatisfied with desire?

Cen Jiu lifted Fang Jing's butt up with both hands, an abnormal blush flashed across his face, and sweat trickled down his hair.

"Be patient, and you will find someone to help you soon." Cen Jiu said.

"Oh." Fang Jing raised his hand and picked a large unknown leaf, and shook it in his hand to fan Cen Jiu.

"I'm not hot, fan yourself." Cen Jiu tilted his head and rubbed his forehead on his shoulder, wiping the sweat off his eyes.

The two then walked forward for an hour, and gradually saw figures in twos and threes on the road, and saw the surprised expressions on both of their faces.

After walking for more than two miles, I saw a dusty canteen on the side of the road. There was a freezer under the eaves outside the door, and a thick quilt was placed on it for heat insulation.

Fang Jing patted Cen Jiu on the shoulder, motioning him to put himself down.

"Go and see if there is a public phone in the canteen."

In the canteen, only the proprietress is watching the store.

When Fang Jing and Cen Jiu walked in, the young proprietress looked at them warily.Fang Jing touched his face and tried his best to show a natural and lovable smile: "Sister, we two went out to play and got lost accidentally, can I borrow your phone?"

The proprietress hesitated for a long time before pointing to an old-fashioned red telephone next to the counter to signal them to help themselves.

After Fang Jing thanked him, he dialed Xiao Ze's phone number, but he couldn't get through, and then called Ye Chi's phone number, the phone rang for a long time before he was answered, the voice was in a daze, obviously he just got up from the bed.

"elder brother?"

"Is Xiao Ze at home?" Fang Jing asked.

"I don't know, ah, let me call and ask." There was a rustling voice on the other end of the phone, and Ye Chi's voice came over after a while, "His phone can't be reached, ah, Ding Xige Here, let me ask him."

The next moment, Ding Xi picked up the phone.

"Fang Jing?"

"It's me, Xiao Ze hasn't come back yet?" Fang Jing asked.

"Not here." Ding Xi glanced at Ye Chi, took the phone outside to answer it, "Where are you now? Are you alone? Are you injured? Cen Jiu and Xiao Ze went after you yesterday, but there is no news yet. "

"Wait a minute." Fang Jing asked the proprietress, "Sister, where is this?"

The proprietress raised her eyes and glanced at him: "XX Village, XXX Town, XXX City, XX Province, XX Province."

Fang Jing: "..."

It turns out that they have crossed the province!Could it be that this eldest sister's tone of voice is a bit strange, and it is not easy to understand.

Fang Jing immediately burst into tears, Mr. Gui, I just praised you for your reliability yesterday, but you ended up making such a big oolong.

"Cen Jiu is with me. We are in XX Village, XX Town, XX City, XX Province."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for quite a while, and Ding Xi obviously didn't expect them to leave the province so quickly, so he can only say that Mr. Gui's speed is really impressive.

"Okay, I'll arrange someone to pick you up right away."

"Wait, Cen Jiu and I don't have a penny, and we have no money to pay for the phone bill!" Fang Jing asked the proprietress, covering the microphone, "Madam boss, I don't have a wallet with me, why don't I ask someone to charge your phone bill directly?" .”

Fang Jing originally wanted to imitate a domineering president and throw the check directly, but he didn't bring a check book, and people in this small village probably weren't used to using checks.

The proprietress looked at him with a wary expression, and then pointed to the phone number posted on the door.

Fang Jing asked Ding Xi to recharge this mobile phone number with 30 yuan, which should be enough to cover the phone bill.

After a while, the proprietress received a text message, and her complexion improved a lot. When Fang Jing and Cen Jiu went out, the proprietress even brought them an old popsicle.

They inquired about the way to the town from the proprietress, and started to go to the town.

At this time, it was past nine o'clock and nearly ten o'clock, the surface of the earth was scorching hot by the sun, and the asphalt road was glowing with oil, as if it was about to be roasted.

The two sat under the stop sign, waiting for the friend Ding Xi had promised to pick them up.

Passers-by turned their heads to look at the two of them from time to time, and a little girl even put two dollars at their feet.

Fang Jing: "..."

Fang Jing wanted to say that he was not a beggar, he just sat here and had a rest.

However, seeing Cen Jiu's red eyes and chapped lips, Fang Jing said to him, "Go over there and sit under the shade."

Cen Jiu looked at him suspiciously, Fang Jing said: "Go, go, I'm right here, you can see me when you look up."

Then he picked up a big mineral water bottle from the side of the road, asked Cen Jiu to poke a few holes, unscrew a piece, and put it in front of him.

At noon, half a bottle of coins was tinkling.

Fang Qu counted, and there was actually 30 yuan.

He happily took the 30 yuan and went to the fast food restaurant on the side of the road to have lunch with Cen Jiu.

When paying the bill, the boss saw Fang Jing counting a pile of change on the table, the corners of his brows twitched, the enthusiastic expression on his face quickly turned cold, the corners of his mouth curled down, he took the handful of change, and counted Didn't count, turned and left.

Fang Jing: "..."

Is he being despised?

Brother, even if it's a fifty-cent coin, it's still money, okay?

Fang Jing stood up resentfully, and walked out of the fly house with Cen Jiu, then ran to stand under the opposite station sign.

After a while, a Volkswagen drove over.

A young man in a police uniform poked his head out of the car window.

"Fang Jing?"