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"The typhoon this time is different from usual," Hong Dongshan stood in front of the window, looking outside, the typhoon passed by, and big raindrops fell densely, blown into horizontal lines by the wind, "the roofs are all It's about to be tossed off."

"The waves are also violent." Hong Lao sat on the small stool behind him and smoked a hookah. "I went out to take a look in the afternoon. The waves pushed like a hill, and all the boats at the pier hit the shore."

"What's the matter? The forecast didn't say there was such a strong typhoon." Hong Dongshan frowned.

"Someone has offended the Sea God," said Hong, puffing on the hookah. "The Sea God is going to drag him to the undersea cemetery for a sacrifice."

Hong Dongshan didn't say a word, even though he didn't believe his father's words, but the fishermen's awe of the sea that he felt since childhood kept him silent.

There was such a typhoon a few years ago, and on that night when the typhoon raged, I lost my wife and the unborn child in her belly.

"What are you thinking?" Father Hong asked behind him. In fact, he knew what his son was thinking. For the residents of this remote fishing village, it was difficult to give birth under such circumstances, and their survival basically depended on luck.

Women and children are not so lucky...

Hong Dongshan was distracted when he suddenly saw a crooked figure swaying in the almost white wind and rain outside the window.

Without thinking about it, he rushed over and opened the door.

A gust of wind blew the raindrops on his face, causing him a faint pain, and his body was instantly wet. He shouted at the figure outside: "Who!"

"Me!" The figure strenuously walked over against the wind, "Come east!"

Donglai is his distant elder brother. Almost everyone living in a village has some relatives. Usually, the two families walk frequently, but in this weather, Hong Donglai braved the storm and ran out. It is definitely not relatives.

"What happened!" Hong Dongshan yelled.

"Xiwang didn't come back. They went out to sea last week and said they returned yesterday, but they didn't come back! Everyone else's boats came back, but his didn't come back!" Hong Donglai ran into the house covered in rain.

"What?" Hong Dongshan's heart sank.

"His daughter-in-law is crying like crazy now," Hong Donglai wiped the water from his face, "I discussed it with someone, and I will go out to look for it tomorrow morning when the wind calms down. Among these people, you are the most experienced... "

"Okay." Hong Dongshan agreed without waiting for him to finish speaking.

Xiwang's boat is not too big, and it is young. In this weather, even with a bigger boat and a more experienced captain, there is little hope of getting out unscathed. But their hundreds of years of rules That is, if there is a shipwreck, we must save it, even if we know there is no hope, we must search for it.

The typhoon raged all night, and it calmed down a little at dawn, but the rain was still falling, the wind was only a little weaker, and the sea was still very rough.

Hong Dongshan is an experienced captain. He has been sailing with his father since he was seven years old. He has seen all kinds of storms and waves. Only he can handle this kind of weather.

He stood on the shore and looked at the sky. It was necessary to save people, but at the same time he also had to ensure the safety of the gang who followed him out.

"Dongshan, get ready," someone shouted, "Let's go!"

Hong Dongshan got on the boat and shouted: "Anchor!"

The wind and waves are very strong, and the rain never stops. The boat sometimes tilts at a frightening angle on the sea, like a helpless leaf.

Hong Dongshan stood in the cockpit, staring at the sea in front of him. He had to judge the direction of the wind and the waves, and he also needed to estimate the impact of the waves on the hull in advance before he could give the correct order to the person at the helm.

He knew Xiwang's route. During this season, most fishermen would fish along this route, going eastward, bypassing the underwater cemetery, and continuing eastward...

No one knows the exact location of the underwater cemetery, but fishermen will recognize that piece of sea as the underwater cemetery. It is a somewhat strange sea. Older fishermen say that the sea is very calm when there is a storm.

Hong Dongshan had never seen such a scene, and no one would go to sea in stormy weather.

This time is just a chance to see if the sea will be particularly calm.

"Dongshan, there is an underwater cemetery ahead." Someone leaned into the cockpit from the deck and shouted.

"Pay attention," Hong Dongshan confessed, and the person at the helm reported the coordinates. This coordinate is different from the direction they usually go around the underwater cemetery. This is basically the edge of the underwater cemetery. "According to this Coordinates go forward, don't change direction."

Xiwang is young and energetic, and he is definitely not afraid of the underwater cemetery, and going straight through the underwater cemetery saves much more time than going around it. Hong Dongshan is almost sure that Xiwang will pass through the cemetery.

The man at the helm glanced at him, without asking any further questions, and set the rudder in the direction Hong Dongshan said.

Hong Dongshan patted him on the shoulder: "I'll go out and have a look."

The waves were so big that even Hong Dongshan, who had been on the boat for 30 years, couldn't keep his feet steady.

He walked to the bow, and the surrounding water was black, which is the unique color of the sea in a storm, and the sky is also covered with black clouds, and blue lightning can be seen from time to time.

The radio has been calling, but has never received a response. In fact, no one has any hope that Xiwang can respond to them. The weather before... And Hong Dongshan just wants to find something related to Xiwang's ship, even if it is A piece of wood will do.

Not long after, they entered the scope of the underwater cemetery.

Hong Dongshan stared at the sea, and smiled in his heart. There is no difference between this place and other places. The waves are still getting bigger and bigger, and there is no particularly calm sea.

But soon he still found some changes.

This surprised him.

The wind suddenly died down.

The surroundings began to brighten up.

Is the typhoon going to pass?Hong Dongshan was very surprised. He had observed the sky before, and there was no sign that the typhoon was going to pass completely.

But when he turned his head and looked around, he clearly saw the storm leaving.

The clouds in the sky gradually became less dark, the wind subsided, the waves above the bow of the ship also disappeared, and the visibility improved little by little...

"Stop?" someone yelled.

"Looking for someone!" Hong Dongshan felt a little strange, but now is a good chance to find the Xiwang Ship. He took out his binoculars and began to search the surrounding sea.

A few minutes later, a small black shadow leaped into his line of sight, it was so small that he had already passed it by, and pulled back the binoculars to search carefully before seeing it.

"There is something!" Hong Dongshan roared, jumped off the bow and rushed into the cockpit, "At 11 o'clock, turn around! It looks like a boat!"

"Get ready to save people!" The people on the deck didn't bother to wonder why the storm suddenly receded, and were busy preparing to launch the boat to save people.

Hong Dongshan ran back to the deck and stared at the little black figure.

After the boat approached slowly, he could see that it was indeed a small boat, but it was probably not Xiwang's boat, as there were no such escape boats on fishing boats.

Are there other wrecked ships?

The boat didn't get too close, and it broke down tens of meters away. You can already see the appearance of the boat without a telescope. It's a very ordinary small wooden boat. It's a miracle in itself that such a boat can survive the storm.

Hong Dongshan saw someone on board, who looked like a four or five-year-old child.

The child lay face down on the boat, motionless, unable to see the specific situation.

The people on the boat rowed closer, and Hong Dongshan could clearly see through the binoculars that after the two boats came together, their people looked a little surprised.

Someone gestured this way. It was a child, still alive.

When the child was carried onto the boat, Hong Dongshan knew the reason for the surprised expressions on everyone's faces.

The child was in a coma, without clothes, and his whole body was covered with black stripes and plaques that peeked out from under the skin.

"Dongshan, look at this..." Someone approached him and whispered in his ear, but he didn't say anything more. He was still at sea, and some things should not be said casually, as it was unlucky.

But it is indeed a bit evil.

The child was put on a simple bed in the barn.

The others continued to search for Xiwang's boat, but Hong Dongshan stayed by the bed and watched the child.

The child is still breathing, and the breathing and pulse are fairly stable, but a little weak, but there shouldn't be any major problems.

Those black lines and plaques made Hong Dongshan's back feel a little chilled.

Staring at these things, he somehow felt like a map, a map connected by black lines.

The more he looked at it, the more weird he felt, so he took a small blanket and covered the child.

But those black patterns were still swaying in front of his eyes. He stood on the deck for a while, the cool air after the rain made him shiver, and suddenly felt that the patterns were somewhat familiar.

Three of the irregular black spots connected by black lines look more and more like islands.

Yes, the unnamed small islands to the east of the lighthouse on Pingshan Island.

Hong Dongshan was stunned for a while, then turned around and rushed into the boat cabin.

But he froze after lifting off the blanket covering the child.

Disappeared.

Those black patterns disappeared as if they had never appeared before, and all he could see was the child's translucent white skin, without even a scar.

At this moment, Hong Dongshan almost wanted to go out and discuss with everyone about putting the child back on that boat.

This child who appeared inexplicably in the underwater cemetery made him feel uneasy.

Except for Xiwang's boat, there is no other boat in the village that has not returned, and this child is not a child from their village...

Hong Dongshan didn't want to stay in the cabin anymore, so he turned around and opened the door to go out.

Just as he was about to step out, there was a slight humming sound from behind, immature and weak.

He turned his head and saw the child slowly opened his eyes.

Xiwang's boat was never found, neither were the people on board, whether they were living or dead, but everyone knew that they had picked up a child with a terrible pattern on his body in the underwater cemetery.

And Dongshan took the child home.

He brought home a strange child who appeared in an underwater cemetery.

Everyone in the village thought that Hong Dongshan was very courageous, and many people worried that his family would leave behind such a vicious child, and that something would happen in the future.

Father Hong didn't say anything, and watched Hong Dongshan bring the child back, bathe him, and change into his own clothes.Clothes look like costumes on such a small child.

"Do you want to stay?" Father Hong looked at the child who stood on the bed and let Hong Dongshan wipe his hair and change his clothes.

"Stay here." Hong Dongshan said in a muffled voice.

"Then stay here," said Old Man Hong, put down the chimney, turned around and went to the kitchen to boil water, "I'll make some ginger soup."

"Is it cold?" Hong Dongshan tidied up the clothes on the child.

The child didn't speak, just shook his head.

"Do you have a name?" Hong Dongshan asked.

The child didn't make a sound or move, but just looked at him steadily.

"No? That's Hong Jie." Hong Dongshan said, Hong Jie was the name he and his wife gave to their child who was not born in time.

The child still didn't speak, Hong Dongshan sighed, and turned around to find him something to eat.

As soon as he turned around, the child called softly behind him: "Daddy."

dad.

Hong Dongshan's hands trembled.

That's the word.

When he was about to walk out of the cabin, this childish call made him decide to take the child home.

The child hid under the rug, looked at him with longing and helpless eyes, and called him, Dad.

Hong Dongshan has a son.

Everyone in the village thought that he might not be able to overcome the trauma of his wife's death and child's stillbirth, so he would leave such a child of unknown origin at home.

Hong Dongshan doesn't care much about other people's opinions. Those black stripes have never appeared on Hong Jie's body again. He doesn't want to associate those things with corpse spots, but maybe this is really just some unexplainable phenomenon before the child died. physiological phenomenon.

Apart from this point, Hong Jie is no different from other children.

But he never mentioned what happened before he was rescued from the underwater cemetery.

"I don't remember." This was Hong Jie's only explanation.

For a child who looked only four or five years old, there was nothing unreasonable in this explanation, and Hong Dongshan didn't delve into it.

For about a month, Hong Jie didn't speak much, and he refused to go out. He just sat on the bed with his legs crossed.

Hong Dongshan didn't force him to go out, he was allowed to do whatever he wanted.

Slowly, Hong Jie began to speak.

"Grandpa's fish is terrible," Hong Jie said, "I want to eat pork."

"Okay, eat pork." Father Hong said with a smile.

"Do you want to buy pork?" Hong Jie asked.

"Yes, grandpa is going to buy it."

"Don't you need to buy fish?"

"We catch the fish ourselves, we don't need to buy it."

"Then eat fish, I don't want to eat pork." Hong Jie rubbed his nose.

"This kid is very sensible." Father Hong gently scratched Hong Jie's head, "Just sell the fish and buy pork."

Hong Jie started to go out, at first he just squatted outside his yard.

The villagers avoided the child of unknown origin a little. Although it was not too obvious, they were not as close and friendly as they were to other children.

Hong Jie didn't seem to feel the attitude of these people. Every time he saw someone passing by his house, he would greet them.

Uncle, aunt, aunt, uncle...

After a long time, the villagers gradually accepted his existence, and found that there seemed to be nothing scary about this child.

Hong Jie is fairer than other children in the village. He always has a smile on his pretty face, and he is almost never seen losing his temper. Such a child is very attractive.

Gradually, some people felt that Hong Dongshan was lucky to have such a child.

If Hong Jie has been growing up like this, going to school like the children in the village, or going to sea with his parents, he will become an ordinary fisherman, no different from the people in the village.

But when Hong Jie was seven years old, he once again made the villagers look at him differently.

Hong Dongshan will go fishing with everyone every week. Although the number of fish that can be caught has become less and less in recent years, if the time is right, there will still be harvest.

An experienced captain like him usually does not return empty-handed.

But before going out to sea that day, Hong Jie suddenly ran to the pier and grabbed Hong Dongshan.

"Don't go," he said.

"What?" Hong Dongshan was taken aback, "Where don't you want to go?"

"Don't go to sea." Hong Jie replied.

People around looked at Hong Jie strangely, Hong Dongshan felt a little uneasy, and pulled him aside: "Why don't you go to sea?"

"No fish." Hong Jie frowned.

"How do you know there are no fish?" Hong Dongshan lowered his voice.

"Just know."

Hong Dongshan didn't speak. Fishermen are very particular about their mouths. Although a child's words are not accurate, the mouths are really not very good.

He hesitated for a few minutes before making a decision.

Not going to sea today.

Everyone in the village started talking about it, and the topic of two years reappeared in the village again. This child came from the underwater cemetery. Suddenly ran to tell his father not to go to sea, no fish...

This child is evil.

Hong Dongshan might also be possessed by an evil spirit...

Hong Dongshan brought Hong Jie home, but no matter how he asked, Hong Jie just insisted that there was no fish and would not let him go to sea, but he couldn't say anything else.

"Oh," Hong Dongshan sighed helplessly, "If they really don't have any fish this trip, how can you stay in this village?"

"Just don't go out to sea." Hong Jie squatted beside Father Hong nonchalantly and watched him make salted fish.

Hong Dongshan didn't want to believe that this well-behaved child who was close to him had a terrible background. If Hong Jie's words were true, then he really didn't know how he should face this child.

But after a few days, Hong Dongshan's worries seemed unnecessary.

The fishermen who went to sea came back with a full reward.

Hong Dongshan was a little surprised, but more of a sigh of relief. He didn't blame Hong Jie for stopping him from going out to sea, causing his family to lose a fortune. He just hugged Hong Jie fiercely: "Speak nonsense, I will punish you!" No going out for a week."

"Hmm." Hong Jie smiled and Mimi nodded.

Hong Jie's prediction was not accurate. This fact made his danger disappear in the eyes of the villagers. Instead, the discussion was that Hong Jie's kid had something wrong with his brain. like know...

It's okay to say that there are no fish, but Dongshan actually believes it!

Both father and son are a little abnormal.

Hong Dongshan doesn't care about this kind of discussion, it's not normal if it's abnormal, as long as Hong Jie doesn't have any weird abilities as others imagined, he doesn't care even if he is crazy.

Hong Jie was lying on the bed, it was already late at night, he could hear the snoring of grandpa and father accompanied by the waves.

Someone knocked lightly on the window, he sat up gently, got out of bed and quietly walked to the backyard.

A man was squatting by the wall of the backyard.

"Grandpa Fish." Hong Jie called softly, and walked over lightly.

"Little thing, I asked you to remind Hong Dongshan that going to sea is dangerous, why did you make up a reason why there are no fish?" The man's voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was very gentle.

"How else can I say it?" Hong Jie frowned. "It's too scary to say that my father will die. Cursing my father, what do others think? It's more appropriate to say that there are no fish."

"That's pretty smart," the man laughed. "That's how you look out of your mind."

"An abnormal mind won't scare people." Hong Jie also smiled.

This kid is smarter than he thought.

"Little devil," the man stood up and waved to him, "I have a present for you."

"What gift?" Hong Jie stood still.

"Want to be the captain?"

"think."

"Come on, from tonight onwards, you will be the captain."