One Piece: Unparalleled Monk

After a while, in the dark night, Li Qing was finally forced by the feeling of hunger and thirst in his belly, and couldn't help but close his eyelids. Although the uneasiness in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, the physiological needs were difficult to resist, and thinking that sleeping could resist hunger, Li Qing was not so determined not to sleep.

Just take a nap, Li Qing thought.

The storm in the depths of the sea gradually spread from bottom to top, and waves of strong winds and huge waves began to slowly spread their teeth and claws, and the waves they set off became increasingly fierce.

There was a small boat dancing in the wind among the waves, but the owner of the boat fell into a deep sleep and seemed not to notice.

Rushing

One after another, huge waves hit from far to near. Whenever these huge waves, which are more than ten meters high, hit hard, there will always be a sound of giant drums beating.

pain

In the haze, Li Qing suddenly felt like he was being pressed down by tens of millions of tons of weight, followed by waves of icy coldness.

slam

Only then did Li Qing hear the sound of the huge waves in his ears. Amidst the boundless rage of the ocean, Li Qing couldn't even open his eyes.

Relying on the belief of survival, Li Qing's hands were grasping randomly.

Finally, he caught a piece of wood that might have been a small piece of wood from his boat that had been broken into countless pieces.

Under the attack of this strong wind and huge waves, Li Qing was almost desperate, but his desire to survive still supported him.

In a daze, he seemed to see the kind-hearted look of the old monk in his previous life.

"Li Qing, flowers may bloom again, but people may not be able to live another life. You must remember that your life in this life belongs to me. If you have an afterlife, that life will belong entirely to you. But no matter which life it is, you must cherish it even more."

"Since God has given me another chance, in this life, I will not care about the past, nor will I cultivate the afterlife. I only want to live alone in the present."

Using his hands and feet, Li Qing held the board tightly, letting the strong waves hit his fragile body. No matter how painful it was, he was unwilling to let go.

In this huge wave, time passed very slowly. Even though Li Qing's faith was firm, it was slowly worn away by the hunger in his belly and the resulting powerlessness.

After an unknown amount of time passed, Li Qing only felt that his eyes were getting hazier. As the haziness deepened, Li Qing finally lost consciousness completely. But he was unconscious, still holding the broken board tightly in his hands.

On a small island in the East China Sea, a middle-aged elegant Confucian scholar with a bamboo sword on his waist, black hair tied into a single ponytail, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his face was walking beside the beach.

The faint morning light shot out from the gaps in the white clouds in the sky, and the sparkling water was dyed golden.

Looking at this beautiful scenery, the middle-aged Confucian scholar with black single ponytail squinted his eyes and smiled slightly.

However, if you observe carefully, you can find that he is not smiling because of the beautiful scenery. The gentle smile at the corner of his mouth is just a habit that has been practiced for many years, just like his calm state of mind.

"Guina has been gone for four years."

Silently, a faint sigh of emotion came out from the beach.

Following this sigh, it was vaguely visible that the tall and straight figure of the middle-aged Confucian scholar became slightly curved, and under the morning light, a few strands of snow-white were mixed into the black single ponytail.

Since the death of his daughter, Koushiro has been walking on the beach next to Shuoyue Village every Sunday morning. He has never missed it in the past five years.

But just when Koushiro was about to relax a little on the beach as usual to relieve the accumulated boredom, he suddenly saw what seemed to be something lying on the beach not far from him.

Ok

About ten steps away, Koushiro, who had already adjusted his mood, walked to where the things he had seen before were.

"It's actually a child"

Koushiro looked at the thin black-haired boy, who was lying on the beach with a pale face, his eyes closed tightly, and his lips were already blue and purple from the cold.

The clothes on his body were wet and clinging to his body, and a few strands of black but soaked long hair were attached to the beach along with his head. It should have been very cold, but his body was not trembling as normal people should. Instead, there was no movement at all.

Koushiro looked at the pale and slightly gray expression of the black-haired boy and knew that it wasn't that he didn't want to shiver, but that he probably didn't even have the strength to shiver anymore, and he would probably leave this world forever in a few minutes.

Slightly leaning down, Koushiro checked the black-haired boy's expression and body. After discovering that the black-haired boy's body was empty except for the ragged clothes that barely covered his body, Koushiro stopped the black-haired boy without hesitation. Stand up in arms

Li Qing had a dream, a long, boring and painful dream.

In the dream, he was in front of the Buddha. The Buddha said: "People are suffering in this life and cultivating the next life."

Li Qing replied: "In this life, I will not cultivate the next life. If there is suffering, let it be suffered in the next life. But I believe that even I in the next life will not suffer in this life or cultivate the next life, so this suffering, I still owe you eternal life."

The next moment, Li Qing found that he had become an eagle with powerful wings, but not only could he not soar in the free sky, but he was stuck in a slippery quagmire.

The quagmire held him tightly, and no matter how much he flapped his wings, he could not break free.

If you regard being bound by imprisonment as a kind of love, then that quagmire is the one who loves Li Qing most in this life.

But Li Qing never gave up. Finally, after his wings were broken and his beak was flattened, he washed up on the shore, but by then he was already dying.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was a middle-aged black-haired man with squinted eyes and a smile. The moment his eyes touched him, he was filled with gentleness and elegance.

"woke up"

The gentle middle-aged man's senses seemed to be very keen. He was wiping the bamboo sword in his hand, and the moment Li Qing woke up, he looked over and asked.

"Yes"

Looking at this unfamiliar environment, Li Qing's answer was very concise.

"How is your health?"

Koushiro asked again.

"good"

Li Qing felt a warmth in his belly, and looked at a small bowl next to him. In the small bowl, there were still a few grains of rice that had been boiled into fine pieces.

"Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"

Faced with the calm look on Li Qing's face and Li Qing's brief answer, Koushiro still smiled and asked.

"do not mind"

"Then the first question, where are you from?"

When Koushiro asked the question, he looked at Li Qing's eyes with his narrowed eyes. Li Qing's black pupils were not evasive, but he also looked at Koushiro and replied: "I am from Bellamere Village."

"Why are you adrift at sea?"

Koushiro asked again.

"It's hard to say, but it's forced to do it"

Li Qing didn't want to say more about this matter.

And Koushiro didn't mean to get to the bottom of things, he just continued to ask: "Where are your parents?"

"I am an orphan"

Li Qing replied without any fluctuation in his tone.

After hearing this answer, Koushiro stared at Li Qing in silence for a while.

Suddenly, Koushiro asked: "Do you want to learn swordsmanship from me?"