Yin Hong

They anchored the boat as far as the waves could carry them, and walked on the wet beach.There are very few small sandstones on the beach, and there are more large rocks, each of which is deeply sunken in the sand, and occasionally a few boulders that are big enough to support several people standing.

After walking through the pile of rocks, Yawen saw the wooden house and statue that the thief had mentioned before. Behind the house was a winding path leading to the depths of the island's jungle.No matter in terms of structure or name, this island called Peligona is very similar to the previous small island of Peligova. The people who named these two islands seem to have found these two islands carefully I don't know if it's to confuse people or something else.

The statue is portrayed very vividly. It can be seen that the face of a short man is naked. Tightly fastened, the boots appear to be inlaid with gemstones, and a ring of protrusions is carved around the circumference of the boot shaft.He holds two scimitars in both hands, with a serious expression revealing ferocity, his hair is wildly scattered on his shoulders, and his eyes are looking straight ahead.

When Yawen walked slowly, Sancer was circling the statue. He was half a head taller than the statue with a base, making the carved figure even shorter.Yawen approached and asked with a smile, "Acquaintance?"

"I don't know him well, I don't know him." Sancer tapped the face of the figure statue with his fingertips, and pulled the few strands of hard hair. Clapping his hands, he stood a little further away, "Why do you put someone here?"

"It looks like it's been a while." Yawen blew on the statue, brushing off a layer of dust, "Although it seems that no one has visited it for a long time, maybe the real body of this statue is a hero?"

"The statue of a hero will not be thrown on this kind of desert island casually." Sanssel shook his ankles a few times disapprovingly, climbed onto Yawen's shoulders from behind, put his arms on his chest, and placed them on his back. Rubbing his neck, "Go into the room and have a look, don't study the cold stone here."

"I'm just curious." Yawen held his hand on his chest and dragged him to the wooden door of the house. "If Andre is here, he should be very interested in these things."

"I don't think so." Sancer let go of him, turned to him, and put his hand on the wooden doorknob, "This thing is worthless, and a profiteer like him would definitely not like something worthless. What kind of historical fragments that have been floating in the long river of time, or the accumulation of a century of culture, are words that poets and writers only mention.”

"What if he is really a famous hero in history? Or if this statue is made by a famous artist, wouldn't it be worth a lot?"

"If you like, how about we move this thing back later? Decorate it well and give it to Andre to make amends, lest his strange sister blame me for snatching you from them again without saying a word." Sancel Turning around, he smiled strangely at Yawen.He twisted the doorknob and pulled the door open.The dust and sand accumulated in the crack of the door drifted down in an instant and flew in all directions along with the wind. Sancer choked several times. After recovering, he sucked his nose and stepped into the cabin.

Yawen looked at his expression, which seemed to be taken for granted, as if he was stepping into his own home, and teased: "If the picture is shocking enough, will you see a beautiful and gentle girl sitting on a chair, waiting for you Take her back and be your wife?"

"That kind of ordinary picture is not shocking at all. It would be more interesting if you can see two people lying on the bed with blushing faces and touching each other." Sancel said standing in the room, "Nothing, nothing people at."

Yawen followed him into the house, looking at the situation inside the house.This is a hut that is simple enough and even shabby, except for a chair and a wooden board that can barely be called a bed, there are only a few odds and ends that can be used.For example, a disc fixed on the wall, judging from the candle residue in the disc, this should be the base of an oil lamp, and it is used for lighting at night. The reason is also very obvious-this cabin has no windows, the starry sky Of course, the light cannot come in, and it is also airtight. If it is in the hot summer, you might be passed out.

Sancer took a few steps in this extremely limited space, then lay down on his stomach and looked under the bed, "Hey! Yawen, take a look, there is a box underneath."

"Take it out and have a look." Yawen put down the candle tray, walked to his side and said.

Sancerre dragged the box made of dozens of wooden slats out from under the bed and put it on a chair beside it. It seemed that the box should have been used to hold wine bottles before, and all the wine was taken out. The box is now containing some other items.Apart from a small notebook and a large pot of clean water, there are only some clothes and a pair of worn-out shoes in the box. These things already emit a faint smell. I don’t know if it is the smell of decay after being soaked in water or this. Man never cleans the stench of his clothes and body.

Sancer frowned, stretched out his hand and waved in front of him twice, took out the small notebook and began to look through it.

"What's written on it?" Yawen fiddled with the clothes with his fingers, trying to find something from the pockets of the clothes.

"Yarvin, don't touch that." Sancer grabbed his hand and pulled him away, "It smells terrible."

"Speaking like you've never smelled this bad before, you should have looked in the mirror when you first met me, as down and out as a poor bum wandering from town to town looking for food and water. "Yawen made fun of him, opened the kettle and smelled it, "The water is not broken, it's very clean." As he said that, he dumped the kettle on his own, and rinsed the water that he had touched with the water in the kettle. The hand on the pile of clothes raised an eyebrow at Sancerre and said, "Tell me, what is written on it?"

"I don't understand." Sancer said a little embarrassed and embarrassed, closed the notebook and handed it to Yawen.

Yawen shook off the water in his hand, put down the kettle and took the notebook, opened it and flipped through it, "You don't understand French?"

"I can speak, but I can't read." Sancer spread his hands innocently, "These weird-shaped letters are so difficult. I can only recognize Spanish characters, and I can't always distinguish characters from other countries."

"Indeed, from your standpoint, you don't need to be proficient in other languages ​​like us boring people who keep dealing with foreign countries. Your fists are enough." Er was joking, he thought it was very interesting to do so, "But the things recorded in this diary are also quite strange, do you want me to read it to you?"

"want."

"On March [-]th, no one visited, everything was peaceful. On March [-]th, no one visited, and everything was peaceful. On March [-]th, no one visited, and everything was peaceful." Yawen quickly flipped back , while shaking his head, expressing his incomprehension, "From March [-]th on the first page until now, there has been only this sentence. In a word, it sounds like a patrol or surveillance job, doesn't it?"

"So the guy who lived in this room before was on guard?" Sancel leaned over and looked at the notebook, "Why did you do that? There are other people on the island, he's just a little guy on guard." ?”

"Probably." Yawen stopped turning the pages suddenly. After reading the text on this page, he saw that Sancerre was silent.

Sancer blinked and laughed, "You read it, it's okay."

Yavin gave him a skeptical look and read: "On July 28, Sir Libini and Mr. Flores Mohola visited, and everything was normal. On July 29, no one visited, everything Normal. On July [-], Sir Libini and Mr. Flores Mohola left, no one came, everything is normal."

When he read this section of the diary, especially when he read the name Flores Mohola, he was always watching and guarding Sancerre, but Sancerre did not speak, although his expression was ugly, but But he didn't get angry like last time. After a while, he even returned to normal. He wrapped his arms around Yawen's waist from the front, buried his face in the socket of his shoulder and took a few deep breaths, trying to soothe his pain. mood.

Seeing that he didn't show signs of making any weird moves, Yawen raised his hands behind Sancerre's back when he hugged him, and continued to read the diary in his hand over his shoulders, "There is another long paragraph in the back No one is visiting, everything is normal, first let me see the content behind it...Huh?" Yawen frowned, patted Sancerre on the back, and read: "This is the last paragraph Content: On December 21, a visitor appeared on the beach, whose identity is unknown."

"Two days ago," Sancer continued, "December 21st, two days ago."

"It seems that we came at the right time." Yawen said with a smile, "Those two poor people did not lie. These pirates did land in these two days. Guess where they are now?"

"Since there is nothing written in the back, it means that this unlucky guy must have been taken away by the group of intruders." Sancel raised his head and smiled strangely, "Hey, ha, maybe it has been buried now Did it go to the ground?"

"Anyway, let's go in along this road first." Yawen pushed him away a little, and threw the notebook back into the box, "There are a group of people on the island, and a group of people came two days ago. Before walking Before you go in and the truth is revealed, you can still guess and play, and see who are the survivors inside now?"

☆、Chapter 045