Seeing the fishing boat heading towards the island, Zhou Bai followed with a thought, which was probably related to the rumored Guishan Island.

The boy on the deck was obviously a mixed race of alien race. Although he had never seen the appearance of the sea people, he could still know some information in the records of the Hangzhou Yamen.

The boy wrapped himself in clothes, but he could still see a layer of snake-like film on his eyes.

There is also no normal fingerprint on his palm, which is extremely smooth. Through the Yin and Yang eyes, you can also see the boy's neck with fish-like cheeks.

Zhou Bai knew that the so-called sea people might be humans with the bloodline of monsters, but even if ordinary people have magical powers, the bloodlines are hidden, while sea people are completely opposite.

So the island that fishing boats are heading now is probably Guishan Island, which is rumored to be inhabited by the Chinese Sea people.

Zhou Bai took the boat away, he hid in the water with a salted fish, followed the fishing boat from afar, and secretly helped the boy so that he would not die if he overdraw his life.

After the fishing boats stopped on the beach, Zhou Bai carefully explored the outer perimeter around the island.

On the surface, this is just an ordinary island with many birds and many wild animals on it, but no traces of humans were found at all.

The strangest thing is that the depths of the jungle of the island are filled with thick fog, and even his yin and yang eyes cannot peek there, and I don’t know if the disappearance of the sea people is related to the thick fog.

A group of people on the fishing boat descended along the rope ladder from the boat, and they carried the body of the captain Lao Fu.

The faces of several people were sad. After all, they had been companions for more than ten years, and they died because they saved them. Even those who were cold-hearted would feel sad.

But some of them were complicated. Zhang Zhengwu was the first mate on the ship and the oldest person except the captain. Although he respected Lao Fu very much, he felt a little glad when the other party died.

He directed and said, "Just on the beach, we will find a place to bury the old captain's body."

However, Xiao Hao shook his head firmly, and said Aba and Aba for a long time, pointed to the corpse and then the depths of the jungle.

Everyone looked at each other. Although Xiao Hao was very kind to them and was like a divine help on the sea, their awe for them unknowingly disappeared a lot after they arrived on land.

Zhang Zhengwu paid him a visit, and the crew members looked at him and ignored Xiao Hao.

In fact, except Lao Fu, the others on the boat had average attitude towards Xiao Hao, otherwise they would not have lived in the cabin.

Especially after this storm, this stupid son of the sea faintly threatened his position, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, Xiaohao, I have the final say in this matter. You want to bring the captain's body with you, but it will definitely attract wild animals. It's better to bury it on the spot."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Zhengwu glanced at the other people with his eyes, and there was a threat in his eyes. After hesitating for a moment, these people began to agree.

Xiao Hao was still saying something randomly, and no one could understand his words. Over time, the rest of the people lost patience.

Zhang Zhengwu took the crew directly to a corner on the beach, directed his men to start digging soil, and specially arranged two people to stop Xiao Hao.

After the deep pit was dug, they threw the body down and buried it with sand at will, at least there was no trace on the surface.

Seeing that a lot of time had been wasted, Zhang Zhengwu was about tonight, so he hurriedly said, "Take a wooden barrel to the island to find water, check if there is any food, and try not to be alone."

The crew agreed repeatedly, but Xiao Hao was deliberately ignored by him and stayed on the side of the fishing boat to guard.

After Zhang Zhengwu and others left, Xiaohao found a shovel from the cabin and came to the beach, and dug up at the place where the old captain died.

He didn't have much strength, so he had to use all his strength every time. After he was exhausted, he simply used his palm to dig the soil on the ground.

After half an hour, Xiao Hao dug out the old captain's body. He danced happily, then put the body on his back and headed towards the jungle.

He seemed to have a clear purpose and groped in depth. He had the blood of the sea people on him, which made him feel very directional, and he did not hesitate at every step.

However, as time went by, Xiao Hao began to lack water, and his skin cracked like fish scales, so he had to apply dew on the leaves to moisten the skin.

What's strange is that there was a pool of water on the ground not far away, but he had no intention of drinking the water.

In addition to the crisis in front of him, there were also eyes peeking at him in the secret. It was a tiger with hanging eyes, more than two meters long, and the patterns on his body perfectly merged with the jungle.

The tiger slowly approached Xiao Hao, with saliva dripping from his mouth. When it reached a distance of four meters, the muscles in his body exerted force and rushed towards the prey.

Even though Xiao Hao reacted slowly, he noticed something strange at this time. He screamed in horror, but he had no time to dodge and was stunned.

Just as the tiger's head was about to bite Xiao Hao's neck and hit him deadly, a larger bloody mouth appeared.

A huge white dragon snatched the tiger into his mouth like a whole body. Then he exerted force on his body. The tiger turned into a pile of minced meat, which was slowly swallowed as it moved with its stomach and intestines.

Xiao Hao was so scared that his whole body trembled. Not only did the body on his back fall, but he also fell. He looked at Bailong with fear.

At this time, Zhou Bai came out from the side, he helped the child up, and the white dragon turned into a small snake and drilled into his cuff.

"Why do you want to carry a body?"

Xiao Hao seemed to be stupid and didn't speak, but just kept retreating to stay away from the other party.

"You are a Haimin, can you speak Kyushu?"

Zhou Bai asked a few more questions, and the child was still extremely resistant to him, even to the point of panic.

He felt that on the one hand, he was because he was a stranger, and on the other hand, the scene just now was too terrifying.

Zhou Bai covered his face helplessly, thought for a while, and released the magical powers of breathing underwater.

Fish gills also appeared on his neck, and there was a film in his eyes, which looked a bit similar to Xiaohao, but it did not have that kind of pale skin.

Xiao Hao was stunned for a moment and stopped retreating. He walked up carefully, stroked the gills on Zhou Bai's neck with his hands, and then said with a bump.

"family………"

Zhou Bai's eyes softened a little, he touched his head with his hand, and said softly: "Can you take me to the ancestral land of Haimin?"

Xiao Hao nodded, pointed his hand deep into the jungle, and then wanted to pick up the corpse on the ground, but Zhou Bai helped him carry it on his shoulder.

The two of them had no communication and headed deep into the jungle. However, when Xiaohao saw some plants on the road, he would stop and say something blurred, as if he was introducing it to him.

Compared to Zhou Bai and his two leisurely relaxed, the rest of the fishing boat began to encounter strange things.

They soon found a source of water in the jungle. It was a small pool full of fresh water and looked extremely pure. After trying to drink it, there was only a slight odor.

The closer the jungle is to the depths, the greater the humidity in the air. There are actually many similar pools, but because they are afraid of encountering wild animals, they did not go further.

These pools are big and small, with more than a dozen woods, and the small ones are like the mouth of a well, with the water inside being clear and clear.

While the crew members were fetching water, several seabirds on the branches made strange calls, as if reminding something.

The crew took Zhang's larger leaves, took some water and handed it to Zhang Zhengwu and said, "Old Zhang, should I drink some? Although the water tastes a bit strange, nothing should be done."

Zhang Zhengwu shook his head. He felt a little resistant for some reason. In addition, he was not thirsty, so he refused.

The crew didn't care. They threw the leaves in their hands on the ground, and the two of them left quickly.

But what they did not notice was that the water in the leaves fell on the ground and did not merge into the soil, but instead floated on it.

By the time the crew brought some of the water back to the beach, the sky was already a little dim and the fire bonnet had already started.

There was only a deep pit left where the old captain was buried, and Xiao Hao disappeared. After cursing for a while, the few people had no intention of going to the jungle to find each other.

They arrived at a place far away from civilized society, and the animal nature in the hearts of everyone was gradually activated, and the fear during the storm was long gone.

They knew that Xiao Hao took the old captain's body away. They could tell from the shovel next to the deep pit that they thought the other party had buried the body in another place, and they didn't care.

Zhang Zhengwu was a little uneasy. The jungle was stranger than he thought, and the disappearance of the son of the sea also had a little more strange aura.

After eating some things, the crew did not choose to go back to the boat to rest, but instead slept on the beach, just in time to rest by the bonfire.

Mainly, after being exhausted, getting on the boat will be a little troublesome, especially if the view is poor in the dark, which may easily fall off the rope.

When he fell asleep late at night, Zhang Zhengwu suddenly felt thirsty and woke up from his sleep in a daze.

He opened his eyes and saw that the bonfire had gone out. He couldn't help but curse a few times. Before going to bed, he clearly found several people to take turns to watch the night. How could the flames be extinguished?

Because the night was too dark and he couldn't see his five fingers, Zhang Zhengwu groped and took out the fire broke out from his arms and lit the firewood next to the bonfire.

As the sparks became brighter and brighter, his heart couldn't help but relax.

There were a few earthen jars on the bonfire, with the water source that the crew had taken from the jungle. He buried his head and took a few sips, but he felt that the taste was a bit strange, as if countless rust was added to it.

But when Zhang Zhengwu turned around and looked around, the crew members who were supposed to sleep beside him began to disappear at some point, with only traces of lying on the ground.

He cursed and said the words of the crew members leaving without permission, but he knew in his heart that such a thing could not happen at all, and I'm afraid something happened.

An unknown strange sound came from the jungle late at night. Zhang Zhengwu's heartbeat was extremely fast. He squatted down and touched the place where the crew had lying before with his fingers.

Then he rubbed his fingertips slightly, and the touch on it told himself that Zhang Zhengwu seemed to have touched some sticky liquid, like the mucus of a snail.

He took out a burning firewood from the bonfire and took it in his hand to take a photo. He saw that the ground was covered with clothes, as if the crew members had disappeared out of thin air.

Moreover, these clothes became torn and ragged, as if they were corroded.

"How could it be, how could it be, how could it be..."

He made an incredible sound, and then suddenly felt his arm itchy slightly. After scratching it with his fingernails, a large piece of flesh and blood scratched it from his arm.

The flesh and blood fell to the ground, and the blood gradually faded away, and then it turned into similar mucus, not absorbed by the beach, forming a small puddle.

Zhang Zhengwu made a horrified cry, knelt on the ground, knocking his head hard, and regretted it in his heart that he should not have murderous intentions towards the son of the sea.

But as his face approached the beach, his nose smelled the smell, exactly the same as in the earthen jar before, the strange fishy smell rushed straight into his mouth and nose.

"Is it because I drank that water?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhengwu was shocked. Before going to bed, he was the only one who did not drink water. The rest of the people had more or less drunk some clean water taken from the jungle. The problem might be here.

His stomach also began to tumble. He quickly put his fingers into his mouth, trying to spit out all the water in his stomach.

But as I vomited, not only the water, but also small pieces of minced meat and some stomach walls.

He began to lose strength all over his body, and the temperature disappeared little by little. Zhang Zhengwu's pupils dilated and cold sweat broke out from his pores.

Then Zhang Zhengwu fell to the ground powerlessly, feeling only despair and fear in his heart. He recalled the scene of going to the island in his mind, and the words of the old captain suddenly surged up in his memory.

It was a few months ago. Lao Fu rescued Xiao Hao from the sea. Seeing that the other party had some characteristics of a sea citizen, he couldn't help but say.

"Haiming mixed-race? This is so rare. I thought these people had already followed the island and disappeared into the sea."

At that time, seafarers were already extremely rare, and the seafarers who traded with them disappeared one after another. Some people tried to find them, but they never came back.

Zhang Zhengwu opened his eyes, looked at the jungle, and hesitated in his throat and said, "This is... Guishan Island, we... have arrived... Huangquan..."

While speaking, his flesh and blood seemed to be peeling off continuously, turning into a viscous liquid like water. In just a moment, Zhang Zhengwu disappeared, leaving only a set of clothes and a large amount of water.

Maybe because the surrounding humidity was too heavy, the bonfire went out quickly.

The spreads of mucus on the ground began to flow and gathered towards a place, and soon formed a small puddle. The water source inside was clear and clear, just like what you saw in the jungle.
Chapter completed!