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Chapter 297 - Ghost Island

"It seems that these foreign invaders have been planning for a long time. They can't help but infiltrate the upper echelons of mankind and enslave the common people." Xianmu began to frown as he recalled the situation he had learned and the new information he obtained from me.

Thinking about something.

"You just said that the yellow race in the south can control the wind. This passage must be used to connect your two tribes with each other. We are already here, so we must have a look at their territory." I explored it for a while.

There are no traces of human life in the surroundings. Under the detection of spiritual consciousness, the nearby islands are also very primitive.

"What do you want to do to see them?" Xianmu stared at me warily, "This is an internal matter for our guardians. Moreover, if their identities are exposed, I think they will face no worse situation than you."

Those aliens came easily."

The man just now stared at me fiercely when he heard this, and his hand holding the weapon tightened.

"I said, our goals are the same," I spread my hands, not wanting to have any differences with them now. "It's just that your existence made me very curious. I thought I could control the situation by myself.

, now it seems that finding a reliable ally may be enough to get twice the result with half the effort."

Xianmu looked me up and down. Although we had just met each other and could not trust me 100%, she must have been touched by the magical powers and knowledge I displayed.

"I will consider your proposal carefully, but as you said, since we are here, we must come here to pay homage to the mountain gate." Xianmu looked down at the shadow cast by the sun on the ground, identifying our current location.

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"Baishanmen? Are you so different from each other?" This is the first time I heard that they are all organized by an organization, called Baishanmen. Besides, isn't this name unique to China?

Xianmu didn't answer. Instead, the man next to him said, "Actually, we haven't had much communication with each other...basically we took the initiative to go there."

Xianmu coughed hard, and the man was so frightened that he dared not speak anymore. Then in order to ease the embarrassment, he expressed the doubts in my heart, "These guys have watched too many of your Chinese movies, so they have developed a habit of

You have lost this virtue." After saying this, he couldn't help but snorted coldly.

No wonder they talk about it so naturally. It seems that cultural export is still very important.

After groping on the ground for a long time, Xianmu finally stood up, raised his finger and pointed in a direction in the distance, "Their territory is over there..." Xianmu's voice sounded like a radio that was about to run out of power.

, the sound becomes as thin as a gossamer as it reaches the back.

Looking in the direction she pointed, we could see many islands and reefs, large and small, among which the largest one lay across the front of our field of vision.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's set off immediately!" I was thinking about using Hariya's water barrier as a means of transportation to let them experience the feeling of crossing the river, and then I found that several of them were looking at it in confusion.

In that direction, I was speechless for a long time.

"I remember that when I came here last time, there was no such an island here." One of them said.

"Although it was three years ago when I came here last time, I clearly remember that there is no island in the middle. What exactly is the problem?!" Xianmu closed his eyes tightly and frowned, as if he was trying to remember.

A once-in-a-lifetime situation.

I also heard what the problem was, so I simply used my consciousness to scan this strange island. It was full of tropical shrubs unique to this area. There were also many tall tropical trees on the hills, which looked like they were living.

It's lush, but also quite primitive, unlike a place where humans have lived.

"After my detection, there are no signs of human or extraterrestrial activity here. It may just be an island formed by a large number of coral reefs." I saw that they had no intention of setting off now, so I had to inform them of the results.

"I hope so, but I have heard before that there is a ghost island in the South China Sea. Few people alive today have seen it. It is only confirmed in records that it has been discovered." Xianmu listened to my words.

After that, he did not give up his worries, but started telling another story about the ghost island.

It turned out that when the Guardians of the Wind in the south where they belonged chose a hiding place, they had already inspected the South China Sea Islands. Not only did they inquire about the local fishing people, but they also drove separate boats to explore various places in the surrounding area to find the best place.

The best ideal environment.

The locals depended on the sea to make a living, and they relied on fishing to make a living. Naturally, they were very familiar with their "territory". But to their surprise, almost all the old fishermen mentioned the ghost island to them.

When fishermen encounter strong winds and waves while fishing, they will immediately seek refuge on land or islands. Therefore, they know exactly the distribution of the islands and even where the places on the islands are to avoid wind and waves. But here's what happened.

A strange thing. On a calm afternoon, two fishermen returned home with a full load. They wanted to find an island to dock for a rest, but they discovered a brand new island in a place they were very familiar with. The plants on this island were not the same as those on other small islands.

There was no difference between them, and there were no signs of biological activity on the beach. Only two long sets of footprints were left by the two of them. Although they were confused, they didn't think much about it. As usual, they found a unique place on the island.

After some repairs, the two of them left. After returning home, they spread the news so that other fishermen could avoid danger. This is the unwritten rule of the fishermen here, and it is also the same as going out to sea.

The basis for fishermen's survival in the unpredictable sea.

But after a stormy night, a man came over angrily and cursed at the fishermen who had previously told the news about the island. His words were extremely vulgar and his saliva was splashing everywhere. If the people who came after hearing the sound hadn't pulled him away,

They must have already rushed up to fight with each other.

Only after persuasion from others did I understand the cause of the matter. It turned out that two brothers of this family went out to fish last night, but unexpectedly the weather was different. Suddenly there was a violent storm on the sea, and a lone boat on the sea was washed to pieces, and it was about to be overturned.

One of the brothers remembered that someone came back last time and said they had discovered a new island, which happened to be not far from here. They just wanted to go to avoid the terrible wind and waves. But the two of them drove the fishing boat hard in that direction for half an hour.

The so-called refuge island was still not found, but at this time their ship had begun to fall apart, and the lives of the two brothers were hanging by a thread...


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