Yin Hong

The friction of the bottom of the boat was heavily engraved into the sand, and it stopped on the beach, like a bread knife inserted into a fruit. It was as soft as foam, but it actually cut something.By the time they left a few days later, there would have been a deep ravine where the boat was moored.

Holding the rope with one hand, Yawen slid down the side of the boat. After landing on the ground and standing firmly, he used the soles of his shoes to grind the sand on the ground a few times. Looking at the wet beach, "The sand here has a lot of moisture. It seems that the sea water can rise to a very high position.”

After he finished talking to himself, he quickly moved one foot back and squatted down. A gust of wind swept over his head and landed not far from him.

After landing on the ground, Sancerre threw the rope back, took a few footprints on the beach, and turned around to challenge Yawen with the tip of his tongue protruding from his lips.

Yawen didn't bother with him, he clapped his hands and swept off the dregs sticking to his palms, "Are you sure it's this island?"

"Of course, yes, yes, it's this island." Sancer circled around his footprints twice, staring straight at the jungle behind the beach, "...I'm going in now Well, if I haven't come back when the food on the boat is almost finished, you can go." He turned to Yawen again, "You..."

"You have to tell Casper about your arrangement, not me." Yawen interrupted him, and said to him with a smile, "I'll go in with you."

Sancer stared at Yawen with incredulous eyes in a daze.

"Don't look at me like that, it's scary." Yawen turned his head and said, "Compared to facing a group of pirates who don't know when they will jump up to my disadvantage, I think the victory against you alone The odds are higher."

"There is no one more amiable and lovable than you in this world." Sancer's face slowly flushed red, his expression seemed to be bewildered and psychedelic, "Yawen." After he finished calling, he said Climbed the rope again and climbed onto the boat, as light as a deer jumping on the cliff Gobi.

Yawen walked along the beach towards the jungle, every footprint was deeply engraved on the wet sand, the waves continued to beat on the beach below, mixed with the chirping of seabirds, and the sound of prosperity Compared with the noisy city of Jerez, it is two completely different worlds.From the current perspective, apart from the dense forest, the only thing that can be seen from a distance on the island is the continuous coastline on both sides.

Sancer quickly caught up, he trotted to his side, and handed a small burlap bag to Yawen, "Food and water."

"I'm so glad you still have a little brain." Yawen took the bag and shook it a few times, and wrapped the rope around the bag's mouth around his belt. "Do you have a map of the island?"

"Yes, yes." Sancer bit the cloth bag with his teeth, reached into his arms with both hands, took out a roll of blueprints, and then freed one hand to catch the cloth bag, "Do you want to see it?"

Yawen directly took the roll of blueprints from his hand, spread it out and held it in front of him, and laughed out loud at a glance, "Very good, Sancerre, you really gave us a problem. It's all woods, and the property of your former best friend is in the very center of the island—do you have a knife?"

"Bring it." Sancel gestured to the dagger on his waist with his eyes.

"We are standing in the north of the island, and now we are going to move south." Yawen rolled up the drawing, took out the compass and said, "Yes, south." He put the drawing and compass back into his arms, and pointed He hooked Sancerre's belt, pulled him over, and took the dagger from him, "I know you still have a dagger, so give this to me."

"If you need a weapon, why don't you go to them?" Sancel stared at his knife unwillingly. "You have taken it away twice."

"That time on the boat, didn't you just give it to me?" Yawen held the short knife in a circle, and then took the knife out with the handle to look at it, "It's a good weapon."

"I'm taking good care of it."

They soon reached the edge of the jungle, where the boundaries between plants and the coast were very clear, and even the soil was guarding its own territory.The dry leaves reflected the strong light, densely covering the trunk and branches, like a layer of dark green quilt, covering the earth under a wide barrier.The size of these trees is generally very tall. I don’t know how many years they have experienced. The branches are strong and rough. Even the roots of some trees have protruded from the ground, arching a curved bridge-shaped arc on the ground. Different kinds of insects can be seen crouching on the bark texture of different shades.There are also large and small nests built on the high branches. The birds that settle on the island sing and fly away from the nests, looking for delicious food and meals outside. These small and fragile insects are their primary targets.

And under the surface of this peaceful ecological garden, there are also countless fierce and bloody beasts hidden. They lurk behind these giant trees, lie on the tall grass, and perhaps stare at them with their sharp and focused eyes. Finding the right prey, waiting for the moment to burst from hiding.

After observing the situation, Yawen asked Sancerre, "Go in directly?"

"Are you afraid?" Sanssel blinked and asked back.

"I have nothing to be afraid of." Yawen laughed, "Could it be that you will change your mind in the woods, choose to kill people, cut my throat with your dagger, and then bury my mutilated body in these loose soils , will never see the light of day, and will never be discovered by anyone?"

"No, I won't kill you." Sancer frowned, like a little urchin who didn't eat enough, "but it's still very dangerous inside."

"Isn't this what you expected?" Yawen squatted down, stuffed the trousers on both sides into the boots, and tightened the belt, "Let's get ready to go in, first of all, we must guard against these unlucky, hateful little Pests, they are almost pervasive, and can get into your delicate skin at any time."

"Delicate?" Sancel looked at his hands, "That's what describes women—the skin of those white and fat little girls with big breasts and wide buttocks."

"Don't describe those squeamish ladies like that, it makes you sound like a pervert who has never hugged women but covets them." Yawen shook his legs twice, and stepped into the dense grass of the forest inside.

"I haven't hugged it." Sancer followed closely in Yawen's footsteps. He even stretched out one hand and grabbed the fabric of Yawen's back, as if he was afraid that he would leave at any time. "Aren't they all Do they look the same? Two balls on the chest, two balls on the buttocks, can have children."

"Can have children." Yawen frowned, "Didn't I tell you just now, don't slander those ladies like this? In addition to being able to have children, they can also become elegant, dignified, and knowledgeable ladies."

"But weren't we just talking about sex?"

"I think I was caught by you." Yawen turned his hand away and opened Sancerre's fingers that were gripping his clothes. "This kind of low-end topic can only be discussed when we are with you."

"It's dangerous here." Sancer's voice came from behind, a little helpless and cautious, and he turned to hold Yawen's hand again, holding it tightly and unwilling to let go, "We have to get closer."

"You can use your useless mouth to tell me that we need to get closer," Yawen's tone was more helpless than his, "instead of grabbing my clothes like a fragile little ghost."

"But I don't think you'll agree to come near me," Sancer said honestly.

Yawen sneered, "Are you forcing your brain to forget something?"

"I haven't," Sancer answered quickly, "I haven't."

Yawen stopped talking to this unreasonable pirate, but he didn't break away from his tightly held hand.At the same time, Yawen also discovered a little oral habit, or oral habit.He likes to repeat certain short words and sentences, with a feeling of emphasis, as if he wants to stuff every syllable he utters into someone else's mind, ensuring that this person will never forget what he said .

Here was another queer habit of Sancerre.From the first day we met, Yawen only had contact with him for less than 20 days, but his strange words and deeds were so different that sometimes even Yawen couldn't understand Da Pao immediately. The idea of ​​jumping from Madrid to Toruń is not a normal Spaniard.

Yawen also had a new absurd idea. To put it bluntly, it feels that Sancerre is the most normal when he is abnormal, which is the so-called, just mentioned-unique different.

It is very easy to get lost in the jungle, which makes Yawen have to hold the compass all the time to make sure whether the direction they are going is really correct, "You should thank your former pirate friend, and be glad that he found such a small Small island, otherwise we may have to spend the night in the jungle, and there are only two of us here, even if I admit that your strength is amazing, I don't think we can walk back to the beach safely."

"How do you know we can reach our destination before dark?"

"Intuition." Yawen swept away a clump of vines in front of him with his hands, "I have put in a lot of effort for the job of a navigator, I have seen it, and I have drawn countless maps and charts by myself. When I saw the island from a distance, I had a general idea. During the time I got closer, it was enough time for me to deduce the diameter of the island, and the chart you gave me told me the diameter of the island. The island is a circle, not a strange gourd shape, so I can almost be sure that if we don't go around in circles, we will definitely be able to reach the center of the island before dark, I am still sure about this..."

After Yawen finished speaking, the collar was suddenly pulled back by Sancer. Sancer's footsteps were hasty, and he quickly moved a distance to the side, allowing Yawen's back to stick to a tree trunk. , and I tried to get as close to Yawen as possible, and let the two of them hide together.

Yawen raised his eyebrows, tilted his head slightly, and listened attentively.

☆、Chapter 024