Chapter 151 Scene 20: The Sorrow of Qingwan Part 3
On the sea at dusk, the moon rises, but the sun has not yet set. The sunset gradually turns from red gold to lavender, and then turns into a touch of deep blue. On the endless sea, there is only a solitary ship rising and falling in the waves.
Like a fallen leaf that has lost its direction in the ocean.
"Mo Chen, I wonder if Brother Zeming has woken up?"
Qi Ziyin, who was wearing a white robe, knocked gently on the door in front of him. He had just taken over the important task a few days ago and had a frown on his face, with worries written all over his face.
The wound on his abdomen that was pierced by the firebolt gun was still burning, but now the boy had to worry about more than just that - Qingwan had fallen, and the supplies on the ship could only last for half a month. In the vast sea of Chanying, a group of people
Where should people go has become an urgent problem to be solved now.
A moment ago, he was discussing the next plan with Fan Zhen and Leng Jiayun. However, after a few hours, the three of them still could not come to a unified conclusion. With no choice, the young man had to temporarily suspend the meeting and go alone.
One person walks onto the deck, listens to the sea breeze blowing on the main sail, and lets his mind relax.
Suddenly, he remembered Mo Zeming, who had accurately predicted the disaster several times in a row. Today, this silver-haired companion's astrological skills had already convinced him. The young man suddenly felt that he might be able to find something new from the other party's mouth.
ideas.
The hatch in front of him opened with a creak, and some dim candlelight leaked out from the narrow gap. Mo Chen stood behind the door and bowed respectfully:
"Unknown that Young Master Ziyin came to visit late at night. The young master's body has not yet recovered and he has already gone to bed to rest. Please bear with me."
Seeing that the other party had no intention of inviting him in, the boy in white had no choice but to return the favor, turned around and left. However, even though Mo Chen didn't mention coming back tomorrow, he came to the door early the next morning.
Since the epidemic broke out in Qingwan in the cold winter last year, Mo Zeming also contracted that strange disease. Although he gradually recovered his energy, from then on, he had to go out for ventilation three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, otherwise
You will feel unbearable chest tightness and unable to sleep.
At this moment, Qi Ziyin was afraid that the other party was still in his dream, so he did not call the door, but stood quietly outside the door waiting. However, from after the morning meal until noon, he could not wait for the silver-haired young man to come out.
He finally couldn't hold it any longer and wanted to raise his hand to slam the door. However, before he could make any move, the hatch in front of him opened on its own.
The person standing behind the door was still Mo Chen. However, Mo Zeming was not seen behind the man.
"Brother Zeming--don't you plan to go out today?" Qi Ziyin hurriedly stepped forward and bowed his head and asked.
"The little master is not in good condition. I'm afraid he won't be able to see guests today. Please ask Master Ziyin to go back first. If the little master's health gets better, Mo Chen will go and invite you."
Mo Chen still looked respectful and rejected the young man's request again. However, this answer obviously failed to satisfy Qi Ziyin. He only saw his body swaying slightly, but he stood still and did not leave:
"I wonder if Mo Chen told Brother Zeming about my arrival last night?"
"I'll tell you this. The young master had expected that you would come back today, young master, so the first thing he did after waking up was to tell Mo Chen to go out and inform him, but he never thought that you had already arrived."
"If Brother Zeming is awake now, can you let me meet him? This matter is extremely important and cannot be delayed!"
"Young Master Ziyin wants to ask, where should this boat of people go next? The young master specifically asked Mo Chen to tell us that we only need to maintain the current course."
"Keep heading - there has to be an end point, right?"
When Qi Ziyin heard that the other party had guessed what he was thinking, he immediately raised his head and wanted to ask a few more questions. But before he could speak, Mo Chen slowly closed the door and there was no answer.
The young man in white suddenly felt that the other party seemed to be avoiding him intentionally, and he felt a little uncomfortable. He raised his hand, but it hung in the air for a long time, and finally failed to slap it down towards the door. Then he slowly lowered his hand, and then
He turned around, as if he didn't intend to bother the other party anymore.
"Maybe I'm overthinking it."
The young man lowered his head and took a step forward to go back. However, he suddenly discovered that there was a tall man standing on the road in front of him. It was Fan Zhen who had been following him without knowing it.
"Miss Leng was worried that you might have injured yourself by running around, so she ordered me to follow you." The man opened his mouth to explain, but his face didn't look very good.
"Thank you, Brother Fan. My injury is almost healed. Please tell Sister Jia not to worry."
The young man in white was about to move forward as he spoke, but Fan Zhen stretched out his hand to block his way: "Are you planning to just ignore the investigation? Look at the attitude of the master and servant towards you just now!"
"Brother Fan, please don't get angry! Brother Zeming is already unwell, so why should we be held accountable? We'd better not disturb him until he takes a rest. If we have anything to say, we can go back to the cabin to talk."
Seeing that the other party was about to explode, Qi Ziyin quickly spoke to persuade him. Unexpectedly, Fan Zhen's voice became louder and louder. After saying a few words, he started to rush towards the door in front:
"The silver-haired brat is unwell, how can your body withstand such a torment? If you hadn't saved him that day, you wouldn't have been injured like this. Now, not only has he not even said a word of thanks,
You have refused to show up several times. Do you think you really have such a great reputation? Why don't you show off to someone? I will rush in and tie up the kid to see you!"
Qi Ziyin immediately became anxious when he saw this, and quickly turned around to grab the other man. However, the man was too big, and with just a slight tug, he was knocked off balance.
"Well--"
With a little force, the wound caused by the fire bolt blunderbuss on the abdomen of the young man in white burst open again, and the blood immediately penetrated the several layers of fine cloth wrapped around his waist, dyeing the white shirt a bright red color.
Fan Zhen quickly helped the boy lie down on the deck, and angrily called the medical officer on the ship. Until the bleeding stopped again, Qi Ziyin's lips were already blue from pain and his face was pale, but he still held on tightly with his hands.
He picked up the cuffs of the man in front of him:
"Don't delve into this matter any further! Brother Fan, please take me back to the cabin first!"
I don't know whether it was because of weakness or anxiety, but this time the young man actually used a commanding tone. Fan Zhen, who wanted to argue a few more words, saw that there was no doubt in the other person's amber eyes, so he nodded in agreement and helped him up.
He turned around and left angrily.
However, no matter how noisy outside the cabin, the door behind them never opened again. It was as if Mo Zeming in the room was really asleep and couldn't hear anything.
This time, Qi Ziyin rested on the bed for three full days before finally being able to go out and move around again. Unexpectedly, before he could visit Mo Zeming again, the other party came to visit him in person.
The silver-haired child looked quite weak. He got off the back of Mo Chen, who was carrying him, and walked tremblingly to the young man's bed. However, he suddenly raised his hands and bowed respectfully, and gave an extremely solemn salute:
"Brother Qi's life-saving grace will never be forgotten by Zeming! It's too late to see you again today, so please don't be offended!"
"Humph, you're so pretentious!"
Fan Zhen, who was standing by the door, murmured a few times. Seeing Qi Ziyin's repeated gestures with his eyes, he reluctantly brought two round stools and invited the guests to sit down in front of the couch.
"Brother Zeming, are you feeling better?" the young man in white asked sincerely, as if he didn't even remember the two rejections he received before.
The silver-haired child bowed again, with guilt written all over his face: "Thank you, Brother Qi, for your concern. I feel ashamed to say it, but in fact, my illness has almost recovered. I have been staying behind closed doors these days, but it's actually because of another person."
An important matter."
"The important thing - is it related to the divination star?"
Qi Ziyin's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but break away from Leng Jiayun's hand, and sat up straighter. The friend opposite also nodded slightly and explained slowly:
"Brother Qi's guess is good, but things are far from as simple as you think. Ever since I calculated that Qingwan will encounter a catastrophe, it seems that an unknown force has gradually joined the disputes in the world, causing chaos in the stars.
All the calculation formulas and derivation results accumulated over the past few years were almost invalidated within a few nights and could no longer be used."
"How could this be so! Does Brother Zeming know where this change came from?" Qi Ziyin asked hurriedly.
The silver-haired boy shook his head helplessly: "After my condition improved slightly, I have been working on re-calculating, and today I finally completed the most complicated step. I feel more and more that this unknown force may
It does not come from the land of princes."
"It doesn't come from the land - Brother Zeming, could he be saying that the changes in the star stream have something to do with those fish-men?!" The young man in white was frightened and hurriedly continued to ask.
This time, Mo Zeming did not respond. He just turned his head and looked out through the small window on his side.
The fire in Qingwan has been burning for three days and three nights. Even though the ship has sailed far south at this moment, the billowing black smoke can still be seen floating below the sea level. However, it is affirmed without denying it.
.
The reaction of the silver-haired boy made Qi Ziyin, who was opposite him, couldn't help but turn pale. After a long silence, he spoke again:
"As long as those fishmen are not chasing us now, we will be safe for the time being. However, the water and food on the ship are only enough to last for about ten days. Since Brother Zeming sent me a message last time to continue to maintain the course, please clarify today.
Where do you plan to take the ship?"
"This is exactly why I came to see Brother Qi today."
The little head of Mo's family in front of the bed nodded immediately, "In recent days, we have been traveling north to the Heavenly Palace. The stars are shining brightly and wisdom is entering the bucket. According to this calculation, we should go south as soon as possible.
, Heading to Brother Qi’s hometown——"
When Qi Ziyin heard the other party mention the word "homeland", his heart moved. However, before the silver-haired boy could finish speaking, Leng Jiayun on the side objected loudly:
"No, I absolutely cannot agree to this!"
Although she has been taking care of Qi Ziyin for days, even if his physical condition is not good, it is normal for her to react like this. But the young man in white obviously did not expect that the other party would react so violently. He was stunned at first, and then started to persuade him nicely:
"Sister Jia, there is a saying in the art of war. It is difficult to distinguish between falsehood and reality, and the situation is dangerous. I think that although this move is dangerous, it is still a clever move. You might as well listen to what brother Zeming has to say. I believe he has his own reasons."
But before he could finish his words, he was abruptly interrupted again by the Dongli woman:
"No matter how reasonable it is, it doesn't make sense! Don't you know the current situation of Ye State? What's more, let alone the enemy who killed Baili, is still sitting on the throne of Ye State! Going back now, isn't it the same as committing suicide?
Seeking death?"
"Before the Chengye battle, all the navy warships patrolling the sea south of Jinghui Bay have withdrawn to the land, and there is no longer any obstacle for us in the sea. Besides, Brother Zeming also has many old acquaintances in Wanzhou, so we can contact them for supplies.
It will get twice the result with half the effort.”
"Even so, it won't work! Baili entrusted you three children to me, and now you are the only one left by my side! If I agree to your risk of returning injured, I will be sending the sheep into the tiger's mouth!"
"But I want to ask Sister Jia, are you still planning to find the ultimate power left by the ancestors?!"
For a while, Leng Jiayun and the boy in white were arguing, and no one could convince the other. However, she did not expect that the other party would suddenly mention this matter.
"Ziyin, haven't you always opposed our search for the ancient city? What's the point of asking now?"
The woman in purple looked at the young man in front of her in surprise, as if she couldn't believe her ears.
"I once thought that as long as I practiced kung fu well, I would have nothing to fear. However, General Baili, who was much better than me in kung fu, died trying to save me, and Jiang Yan's whereabouts are unknown because of this. Later I thought
, as long as we can go to a remote place, we can stay away from the conflicts of the world forever. But now, Qingwan has fallen into the hands of those fishmen overnight, and we have no power to resist. So I can gradually
I understand your thoughts, Sister Jia, and I also understand why General Baili spared no effort to find the remains of the ancestors. Only with overwhelming power can I truly protect the people I care about. I also want to obtain the ancestors.
The ultimate power of the people, because only in this way can I protect all of you!"
Qi Ziyin replied without thinking, as if he had changed as he spoke, "Looking at the world now, only Uncle Wang has the map of the ancestors in his hand. If he returns to Ye State, he may be able to contact General Baili who is still in the army.
Old Department. And if we want to be one step ahead of Uncle Wang, we need more ships and supplies!"
In fact, this plan has been brewing in the young man's mind for a long time. Ever since the epidemic broke out in Qingwan, although he has never expressed his feelings in front of the public, he has always been entangled and hesitant on this issue, making it difficult to make a decision. Today, he finally made a decision.
I still made up my mind.
The woman's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she hesitated. She just looked at the boy's amber eyes quietly and sighed. She suddenly realized that after experiencing countless
After the twists and turns, this child who got to know him because of his greedy mouth and who was once extremely innocent and kind-hearted has grown up and matured, but suddenly he has become a bit strange.
The dispute in the cabin finally came to an end. However, before Nanxia Yeguo's order could be conveyed, everyone in the cabin suddenly heard a faint sound of water floating in the wind, as if something heavy had fallen from the deck.
In the sea, the sailor in charge of patrolling the ship's stern was heard shouting in panic:
"Someone fell into the water, someone fell into the water!"
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