The Pirate I Am Undead

Chapter 12 Concentric Conches

On the beach next to the town of Imro,

Burse held sea burials (pour the ashes) for the dead fish killers.

Mo Jing stood under the shade of the trees behind the beach,

Listening to the intermittent crying in the wind,

Lower your head and bid farewell to Zeng Jin’s colleagues,

These sorrows will be blown into the sea by the wind,

The following year, the townspeople were rewarded with a bountiful catch of fish.

This is the cruelty and tenderness of this sea.

……

"You really don't plan to stay?"

After presiding over the funeral, Bosi walked to Mo Jing and looked at the sea with him.

"Now you are very popular in the Ouit noble circle!"

Mo Jing shook his head:

"It's just aristocratic vanity."

"Besides, if you cut off someone's hand and then make sashimi, you will always feel a strange smell!"

Bosi was stunned for a moment and looked at Mo Jing.

It seems that he did not expect to have such professional virtues.

When I first told him that he would work overtime to become a sashimi master, this guy didn't have a good word in his mouth!

"Of course, I don't care!" Mo Jing added.

They both laughed.

"Where are the pirates?" Bos asked in a low voice, "Is there any problem?"

This time it really scared him.

It's not like he hasn't experienced pirate invasion before.

But this is the first time I have encountered such an organized and desperate pirate!

"There is a small problem..." Mo Jing glanced at Bosi and thought of the pirate who was lucky enough to survive the "Lingbo Chaos" the day before yesterday, but was finally burned to death by the initial fire under his torture to extract a confession.

It seems to be called...Rossburn?

According to his explanation, there is a larger pirate group behind the Poison Pirates - the Klick Pirates.

That was a pirate group that was notorious throughout the East China Sea.

"But it's not a big problem!" Mo Jing said softly.

Well, it's really not big,

Because he was about to go talk to the Creek Pirates.

Besides, even without him, the mayor would have already informed the navy branch.

For the next year, the town of Imro will be on the Navy's patrol route.

Unless the Creek Pirates are out of their minds, they will not extend their tentacles to Imro Town again.

Bosi was about to ask something when he suddenly saw the hesitant figure not far away.

He patted Mo Jing on the shoulder, gave him a good-luck look, and turned to leave.

Mo Jing turned around and saw Dada, who was kicking the grass and walking behind him at some point.

She had her hands behind her back and her head lowered, just like when Mo Jing saw her for the first time more than a year ago, she had beautiful blond hair, fair skin, and light freckles around the bridge of her nose.

But now this little sparrow is no longer jumping around happily, its eyes are full of thoughts.

People in the town said that Dada was a little sun.

When she stopped smiling, the whole world lost some of its color.

Mo Jing flicked her head, took the opportunity to hold her hand, and put a palm-sized conch into her hand.

"What is this?" Dada ignored the pain in her forehead, raised the conch in her hand, and moved closer, trying to read some of the hidden message Mo Jing left for her.

"Concentric conchs!" Mo Jing shook the same style of conch in his hand, but the rotation direction was different.

"The words written on the conch's mouth will appear on the other conch's mouth at the same time."

"And when two paired conchs get close, they will make a sound like a tidal wave. It is said that the farther away they are, the louder the sound will be when they return!"

Mo Jing briefly introduced this item that was obtained through soul refinement.

Dada nodded in confusion, suddenly thought of something, her face turned red, and she stammered: "Same, same heart? Match, match, match? Why give this to me!"

"Of course it's so that I can contact you!" Mo Jing bent down slightly, smiling like the big bad wolf who deceived Little Red Riding Hood.

He gently took Dada into his arms, smelled the faint fragrance of milk on her body, and solemnly promised:

"The day it rings, that's when I come to find you. No matter how far away I am, I will come back to you!"

Dudu Dudu! !

Dada felt as if her mind was going to be overcooked at this moment! It's boiling! !

Her limbs no longer seem to belong to her,

He could only lower his head like an ostrich and stick it on Mo Jing's chest.

Me, who am I? where am I? What am I doing?

Oh, my parents who are far away at the naval base, your daughter seems to have been confessed! !

cough cough...

A coughing sound came from behind the big tree nearby.

Mo Jing didn't move.

Cough!

Still not moving.

cough! ! cough! !

"Grandpa!" Dada's downed brain finally reacted, and she quickly pulled out of Mo Jing's arms, put away the conch in a panic, and jumped away.

"I-I'm going to milk the cows!" Her panicked voice was left in the wind.

Is this stupid kid out of his mind? Where can I express milk today?

Albus Ken looked at his granddaughter who looked like she was poisoned by love, and sighed helplessly.

"Old man, is something wrong?"

Mo Jing stood on the hilt of his sword and looked at Ken with squinted eyes.

Ken glared at him angrily, threw a booklet to Mo Jing, turned around and left.

Mo Jing lowered his head and opened it. It was the navigation chart that the old man had once drawn!

It contains a map of the entire East China Sea... and the locations of all naval branches in the East China Sea!

I didn’t realize that the old man still had this ability!

Mo Jing seriously suspected that this was because he was worried that he would be caught halfway, so he specifically pointed out these locations, which meant: You kid should be careful when walking, don't go directly to the naval base!

"Are you so sure that I want to be a pirate?" Mo Jing smiled and packed the booklet.

He shouted loudly in the direction where the old man left from a distance: "Thank you, old man, help me take care of Dada!"

"roll!!!"

……

Mo Jing rolled roundly,

Riding on the nearly thirty-meter-long two-masted sailboat of the Pork Pirates,

There was cheering on the pier,

Everyone enthusiastically wishes Mo Jing not to be caught by the navy...

Damn it, he is such a kind and upright person, the savior of Imro Town, why does everyone think he is going to become a pirate?

Although this is indeed his intention...

Thinking of this, Mo Jing couldn't help but feel proud.

He thought of Ace who went to sea two years ago,

If the other party knew that he had such a big ship for the first time he went to sea, he would be crazy with envy!

Ever since he knew Ace's identity, he had been trying to recall the plot about Ace for the past year.

However, his empty brain thought of nothing.

After all, I gave up early because of the college entrance examination, and I never touched this drama again after that.

In fact, if Ace hadn't taken the initiative to mention his full name and frantically told him about the name of Pirate King Roger and the fact that he had a younger brother named Luffy, he might have even recognized Ace's identity. Not coming out.

Mo Jing went out to sea this time with the intention of catching up with Ace first. This was his first friend in this world, and it suited him very well.

As for what to do next, maybe I can learn from Ace.

As the saying goes, rely on friends when going out.

The sea is vast and the place is unfamiliar to him. Of course, he must first understand the situation with acquaintances before starting a business in the sea!

But the premise of all this is that he needs to know where Ace is.

Mo Jing is not worried about this. He believes that with the opponent's strength, something big will happen.

When the time comes, he will find out by following the clues.

But before that, he thought it was best for him to find a few persimmons to squeeze in the East China Sea and stretch his hands and feet, so as not to be embarrassed by being left behind by Ace too much!

Of course, these are goals to be achieved.

Before that, he felt that it was most important for him to deal with the immediate matter first - he turned around and looked at the five tall, short, fat and thin people gathered together in front of the mast.

I pinched the bridge of my nose with a headache:

"You...well, say your name again!"