Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Under the sign, Guang Shichen's figure was like a nimble cheetah, exuding unparalleled strength and amazing agility. His tall and mighty image made people look at him sideways. He was tall and straight, with tight muscles, and each muscle contained endless power, as if he could burst out amazing energy at any time.

At this moment, he suddenly leaped from the tall horse's back, his movements as smooth and free as flowing clouds and water, and as unrestrained as strolling in a garden. His body drew a graceful arc in the air and landed steadily on the solid ground. In an instant, a small piece of dust rose from the ground, slowly spreading like smoke and fog, covering his figure, adding a bit of mystery and majesty to him.

His eyes were as sharp as lightning, staring at the giant sign in front of him without any deviation. He seemed to be firmly restrained by an invisible and suffocating force. In an instant, he fell into extreme shock. This shock was like a surging tide, sweeping over him with overwhelming force, making his scalp start to numb uncontrollably. The strange feeling spread quickly throughout his body like a fine electric current, making every nerve in his body tense to the extreme, like a string about to break, which could break at any time.

The words on the sign were large and eye-catching. The dazzling light seemed to contain a mysterious power, as if it could penetrate people's souls and reach the deepest secret corners of their hearts. The handwriting on it was extremely clear, and every stroke seemed to be carefully carved, revealing a kind of majesty and coldness. It said: In the next few days, those who try to return to the wilderness because of their cowardice will be mercilessly regarded as so-called deserters. Every word was like an extremely sharp sword, flashing with a cold light, stinging people's eyes and hearts, making people shudder, as if they were in a world of ice and snow.

The court of Chu issued this ruthless order with an extremely severe and resolute attitude. That resolute attitude was like the frost in the cold winter, freezing cold, making people feel a chill deep in their bones. They resolutely forbade those people to go back, and clearly stipulated that as long as someone could capture those deserters who attempted to return to the wilderness on the spot and submit their heads, they would be regarded as having successfully completed the task and would be able to obtain corresponding points. With these points, people could not only exchange for a wide variety of rich and diverse materials. Those materials covered all aspects of life, and it was so dazzling that it was overwhelming.

From the perspective of daily food, the fresh fruits and vegetables are colorful and exude an alluring aroma, as if telling people about the gifts of nature; the fragrant rice is full and crystal clear, exuding a charming luster like pearls; the delicious meat is tender and juicy, with distinct textures, making people salivate. Look at the precious jewels, the dazzling diamonds, shining with dazzling light, like the brightest stars in the night sky; the warm and delicate jade, warm to the touch, gives people a soft and peaceful feeling; the gorgeous gems, colorful, like a colorful painting. There are also practical and sturdy tools, the sturdy and durable hoe, solid and heavy, as if it is a symbol of the hard work of farmers; the sharp sickle, shining with cold light, seems to show its sharpness and efficiency; the exquisite and unique carpenter's tools, exquisite and delicate, reflect the craftsmen's superb skills. There are also gorgeous and noble clothes. The silk robe is soft and smooth, as light as flowing water; the brocade cape is gorgeous and shows noble temperament; the delicate embroidered clothes have fine stitches and exquisite patterns, which make people admire. It is even possible to obtain the fascinating and coveted noble title, which is a symbol of glory and status desired by countless people. It represents power, wealth and dignity, which is the goal that many people pursue throughout their lives and the dream and pursuit in their hearts.

In Guang Shichen's mind, the figures of Cang Weimin and Chao Yiting emerged involuntarily, as clear as a movie scene. Their faces were so clear, as if they were close at hand. Cang Weimin's resolute face was as angular as a sculpture, and his deep eyes revealed firmness and courage, as if he could penetrate all the fog and reach the goal. His eyebrows were thick and neat, slightly raised, revealing an indomitable spirit. His nose was straight and his lips were tightly closed, showing his perseverance and determination. Chao Yiting's gentle smile was like a spring breeze, and her smart eyes were full of vitality. Her skin was like snow, with a hint of redness in her whiteness, as if it was a blooming peach blossom. Her hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, soft and bright. Her lips were as delicate as cherries, and the slightly raised corners of her mouth brought a charming smile. Their expressions and movements seem to be right in front of my eyes. Cang Weimin's heroic and free-spirited manner is like a gust of wind, sweeping away everything; Chao Yiting's elegance and grace is like a blooming flower, exuding charming fragrance. They are all vivid and lifelike.

At this moment, Guang Shichen's heart suddenly began to beat wildly like a fiercely beating war drum. The violent beating sound seemed to constantly echo in his chest, shaking his body slightly, like a leaf swaying in the wind, swaying unsteadily.

Under the shadow of this cruel order, Cang Weimin and Chao Yiting were like two pieces of fat meat emitting tempting aroma. There was no doubt that they would be coveted by many people with ill intentions. Those people were like hungry wolves, with greed flashing in their eyes. The light was full of desire and evil. They stared at Cang Weimin and Chao Yiting like they were staring at their prey, patiently waiting for the opportunity, ready to pounce on them at any time and tear them into pieces to satisfy their own selfish desires.

Guang Shichen clenched his fists tightly, with such force that his knuckles turned pale as paper due to excessive force, and were completely bloodless, as if they were no longer flesh and blood, but extremely hard stone. His teeth were clattering, and the sound seemed to be an angry roar squeezed out from between his teeth, as if he wanted to bite all the obstacles in the world to pieces and turn them into dust. His tone was as firm as iron, and every word he said was resounding: "Chao Yiting, Cang Weimin! You two guys may never think of my kindness on weekdays, but in this critical moment of life and death, only I can do my best to protect you. I solemnly swear here that I will never let your heads become a bloody tool for someone to seek military merit, and I will never let someone become a noble by such despicable and shameless means, and let you become a victim of the cold and ruthless points! I, Guang Shichen, will keep my word. If you violate it, I will be struck by lightning!"