The two most famous things in Japan are: one is the genius, and the other is the dead. The local area is mostly barren and the mountains are extremely bitter, and few die. Therefore, they often die and devote themselves to Middle-earth and are very broad. The local people have few good looks, so they sell them to the sea to gain benefits.

"Father Things Agenda. Fusang Chapter"

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I ran away in a panic without thinking. I seemed to run in the wrong direction and ran to the gathering place where the boat merchants were parked near the shore.

Various accents and languages, various temporary buildings with illegal constructions are piled up indiscriminately, making people feel like they are walking into a maze.

I even saw a few flat-headed, big-bellied boats that were rolled over, a wine house that was built with fishing nets and other debris, and a roof made of wooden boards made of the bottom of the boat. With the noise and sounds that came one after another, it was shaking and dust flying, making people worry that it might collapse in the next moment.

The flashing lights and graceful figures, the thick powder and wine, the vomit and the smell of sweat, even in the sunny daytime, it exudes a kind of luxury and decadent atmosphere of being drunk and dreaming.

Most of the so-called salty rice people at sea are only concerned about the stubborn people who are proud of the present day and then have no penniless embrace tomorrow; especially for these boatmen with private sales backgrounds, today may be full of guests, but tomorrow may not know that they are lying in blood or in the sea, slowly waiting to die.

Therefore, they cherish the time and comfort in front of them, and are also the favorite high-end operators of various service providers.

Such comments came out in my mind involuntarily.

I walked in it and was a little out of place, but I had forgotten the direction of the way I came, and I didn't rush to leave a narrow path between the various illegal buildings and slowly walk around.

As the background of the chaotic construction, are those ships that sway gently in the sound of the sea water, flying or standing gulls and herons, sparse masts, yellowed white sails covered with salt, full of barnacles and other creatures.

They have been together with the land through the boat board and the trestle and connected to the land for some time, so they cannot see the heads working like ants. Only a few people are cleaning the boat gang, or standing on the board to eliminate the attached water husbands.

The small room at the stern rudder position was carefully carved into various shrines, Guanyin, Dragon King or other water gods, and the incense was constantly wafting out in the sky, making these cold mooring boats more popular.

Although those who can dock are all sea ships with smaller ships with only one or two masts, I can easily see that the level of navigation and shipbuilding technology in this era.

Various obvious and easy-to-operate pulley lever groups and cable tools include large pieces of cloth splicing into multi-stage cross sails like clouds, as well as inclined sails and spinners for adjustment and leverage. Freeboards with lower drafts, and shuttle-shaped hulls with pointed ends and round tails, exposed on the waterline hull, which is a metal bottom color.

All of them show some advanced design that represents the heyday of the sails. I even saw something similar to the bow and suspected to be a cannon. Well, the influence of that senior is really everywhere.

The feeling of deep and shallow suddenly disappeared, and I finally escaped from the rotten fishing catch and garbage.

Although it is still close to the berth and pier, various illegal constructions have become much sparse and become neat.

I even saw some potted flowers and plants that were obviously moved from the boat in front of a straw shed. I didn't know how the cold weather was maintained. I couldn't help but walk up to me and touched it with my hands. The wet feeling was obviously real.

Suddenly, my feet slipped.

I accidentally touched the door panel. The door was covered in vain and was suddenly pushed open. An indescribable breath came to my face.

There are only a few simple pieces of furnishings and cloth barriers inside, with sky-blue water-colored vases, with green bamboo branches and silk flowers cut from silk.

It shows that it is a ragged hut with air leakage on all sides. After such a little arrangement, it seems like there is an illusion of being in a beautiful house in the hall.

The cloth curtain with pomegranate pattern and the tent with green vines skein sway gently in the sea breeze

I even smelled Toyet (jasmine), a small delicate table, a mirror and several combs, small cutters, and other objects, as well as copper basins and water bottles that were set together, were filled with a certain atmosphere of life.

These utensils are very new and have never been used much.

Suddenly I remembered that I was uninvited to break into the air gate. I was about to quit when I suddenly heard something outside.

Ruddy steps and whispers,

"Eat, you will know the greedy guy who steals his mouth..."

"Just run away for a while, it's okay..."

"It's broken, why did the door open..."

"It's all your fault. Why are you greedy for fish skin soup? This is a disaster."

Seeing the sound getting closer, I rolled onto the ground and hid into the space below the bed. I happened to see two pairs of thick and black feet walking in with cloth shoes, one after another.

"I'll say it."

A voice suddenly breathed a sigh of relief

"It's just that the wind blows open the pins..."

"Fortunately nothing happened, I almost got hurt by you..."

"There is no one who is blind. You dare to touch it here... This is... the place."

"It's better to be careful..."

"Shake skin and fish head, what are you doing in the room?...Didn't you tell me to look forward to the portal?"

The third voice also sounded outdoors.

"It has messed up the noble family, and you have suffered a lot..."

Then there is the extremely crisp palm sound

"Yes. Yes. Yes, I'll get out now."

He stepped in until the two numbers supported each other and ran out.

This person walks with a strong and vibrant momentum, his voice is old and full of energy, and he feels a little like the old mute beside the little mushroom.

As he moved, some dust fell on my face, but itchy but couldn't scratch it, so I could only bear it.

"Ji Gongsun,...it's already done everywhere."

This man turned to the outsider.

Only then did I realize that through the backlight of the door, the outside was filled with figures of Chuoyou, and I couldn't help but feel even more distressed.

A young voice replied

"Okay, you guys go back..."

When these noisy footsteps gradually faded away.

It should be the young man named Ji Gongsun, so he strolled in the upper position, with his back facing me revealing a pair of painted boots inlaid with beads and jade.

The slightly shaking toes showed his anxiety and impatience, not long after.

As the door was pushed back, the faint fragrance, the sound of light footsteps appeared in my sight with a pair of embroidered shoes and round and round and round feet wrapped in them.

With the swaying rhythm of the skirt, it makes people feel itchy. You can imagine the graceful beauty of the person walking on the road.

"You're here..."

Ji Gongsun's voice could not wait to greet him.

A gray coat slid down on the ground, and the surroundings were clean again. Then there was an impatient intimacy, hug, rub, caress and breathing movement, which made me unable to help but think about YY and my face turned red.

"When I think of Gongsun, I am already wet."

A charming female voice that wants to drip water

"Good Lu'er... I have to let you wait a little longer this time."

"That old guy doesn't work, he's going to have to die."

Although the woman's voice is a bit hoarse, it has a soft and tender smell.

"Although I dreamed of Gongsun in my dream, I didn't want to stay for a moment...

"Dear, bear it anymore, and you will be free until the great thing we plan is completed."

Ji Gongsun's voice comforted her and felt a serene voice on the woman.

It made me want to jump out and shout, let go of the woman, and let me touch it.

"There is a change in people's minds on the mountain now, and it's just a reason... so I have to rely on you to use some more effort."

"When I thought of the management of Xinluo Fan, I finally had to make wedding dresses for us. I don't know how they would look..."

"After we decide on this mountain, we will let you deal with it."

"Then you must keep him alive. I will cut his whole body and soak it in the sea to feed the sharks..."

The deep hatred and resentment in my tone made me hiding under the bed, unable to help but shudder.

"I will pay back twice as much as he did to my whole family."

"Of course...

So, there was another sound of blushing and heartbeat.

The above is a passion for love, but below I am like falling into an ice cellar. No, I will encounter such suspected conspiracy and scandals when wandering around. What is the template for the protagonist?

"Since you don't fight for the day, don't be greedy for this moment of joy..."

In the end, the woman broke free from the passion of love

"After coming out for a long time, something will happen..."

After they finished dressing up and leaving, I waited patiently for a while, slowly moved out, and began to worry about how to get out of here. The two guys who had originally distracted the numbers outside the doors and windows were standing and chatting. I don’t know how many accomplices there were nearby.

I thought about it and lay on the ground. The thin wooden board was the sound of the sea breeze flowing. I suddenly had an idea. I took out the dagger, tapped it gently with the handle, inserted it into the thinnest part of the floor, slowly pried open the gap, and slowly used the side with the serrated side to slowly break the gap.

The waves and the sound of the wind somewhat covered my movements. Then I held the gap and gently tried to force it, spread it apart one by one, and finally exposed the wet ground under the base column.

Well, I can get rid of this predicament. I thought about it, cut a piece of curtain, covered my face. I bent my body, climbed with my hands and feet for a while, and poked out from the other end of the shed.

But hesitated in his heart when he found the suspicious figure of Youyi nearby. At this time, a loud shout came from afar

"There are thieves..."
To be continued...