The green wind lifted up the rainbow thousands of feet. The white clouds grind jade softly. A pair of sea girls holding stone knife arms and holding bamboo baskets in their hands were tilted from the foot of the mountain, and walked out barefoot from the green valley. They set up a shed in their hands. Looking at the clear sky and blue sea outside the white sand beach in the distance, each showing happy smiles. The younger sister patted her chest and said, "This storm has been blowing for several days. I thought the sun was blown away." The sister smiled and said, "I've said stupid things. The moon and the sun have never won. But the sun is a husband. I always have to give in to my wife."

The sister shaved her fingers with her wine vortex and rushed to the sun above thousands of miles and shouted: "Ph p.p. If you have the ability, come and decide the outcome. Who wants you to give in?"

My sister tapped her head: "Stinky girl, talking nonsense again."

"Dig a clam." The sister spread her arms and waved her stone knife toward the beach. While running, the two thick and black braids seemed to be beating a drum on her back.

She ran to the beach and suddenly stopped. She turned around and waved. Her sister followed her and took a look. It turned out that there was a person lying on the rocks beside the shallows. Her upper body was ** and her lower body was soaked in water.

The two sisters went down into the water to turn the man over. The sister said, "It's a man." The sister lifted the man's pants and tilted her head to see. She said, "It's a man." The two sisters dragged the man to the shore hard. Seeing that he was carrying a hot-lacquered bamboo tube, he picked it up and knocked it. He felt bored and threw it down. He found that a cloth strap was tied to his wrist. He pulled it hard and pulled it out. He pulled it out again. The sister didn't know how to press the spring buckle. She pulled it out. She threw it aside. She saw that there was a thin rope around his neck and it was beige. The small pocket is embroidered with white dragons. When she opened it, she saw a stone with carved patterns inside, which was shiny and pleasant. She took it out and shook it in front of her sister: "Look, look." The sister said, "Don't take other people's things randomly." The sister curled her lips and said, "I want it." She took off her pocket and put it back on her neck. The sister said, "Give it back to her." She reached out to ask for it. The sister jumped up and smiled and said, "Do you want it too? I'll give it to you if you catch it." The two sisters chased on the beach. After a big black stone, the sister suddenly pointed, "Hey, there is another one over there."

When the two sisters dragged the man to rescue the man after the stone, Chang Sihao woke up and felt that the light was pierced through his eyelids. He blinked a few times. After adapting to the light, he saw a clear blue sky like water. The clouds were slowly melting and dispersing in the water, which made him feel astonished that he didn't know where he was.

There was a sound of sand-like tide on the board in the ear hole, which made him recall the fierce and huge waves. His whole body suddenly twitched and he sat up suddenly. Then he felt a dull pain all over his body. In front of him was a flat beach. Not far away was a cow skull with horns, shining white and dark. The flesh on it had been cleaned by the waves. Looking at the skull, it seemed as if he had seen his previous life, made his heart suddenly calm. Suddenly, a face was cut in front of him. Two straight eyes were on it.

He ate and frightened, and flashed slightly to the side. Only then did he see clearly that it was a girl with a braid, tilting her head, her smile was full of vitality, and two red silk threads on her neck penetrated into her bellyband on her chest.

The girl smiled and said, "You're awake."

Chang Sihao was not sure about the situation in a fashionable manner. He remembered that Li Shuangji was tied to a raft by himself, so he glanced around and looked around.

The girl smiled and said, "Are you looking for that big man?" Chang Sihao: "You saw him. Where is it?" The girl pointed to the big stone not far away: "Where is it. My sister is burying him."

"Buried." Chang Sihao was shocked, and he stood up and stumbled and ran around the stone. He saw a girl kneeling in the shadow to dig sand. Li Shuangji's huge body was buried so that only one head and half an arm were left. A piece of wood and her coat were thrown next to her.

Chang Sihao looked at the quiet big head and burnt bun. He immediately saw the scene of him fighting to withstand the fire beam on the boat. Tears burst out and called out, "Shuangji. Shuangji." He shook forward two steps, his body was removed, and his knees were folded and he stuck to the sand.

Suddenly, Li Shuangji sat up, frightened him and looked down. It turned out that Li Shuangji was buried horizontally in the sand. He was kneeling on his belly. Seeing that he was not dead, Chang Sihao hurriedly hugged him: "That's great. Shuangji. You're fine."

"Haha..." Li Shuangji smiled and then "ji" sprayed saliva on his face. His eyes rolled and he fell down again.

The girl hurriedly piled sand on him again. Chang Sihao stopped him and said, "He is not dead yet. Why are you burying him?" The girl pointed to Li Shuangji's swollen arm: "He was stung by jellyfish. This method can be cured." Chang Sihao suddenly realized that the local method was most effective and helped them pile together. Soon after, he buried Li Shuangji tightly, leaving only his head and stung arms. The girl said, "Go aside." He squeezed Chang Sihao backwards and squatted beside Li Shuangji's arm with his sister. Chang Sihao looked at it in vain. The sea breeze lifted the curtain behind their waists. Two clear water lines fell down between the four gals. It poured on Li Shuangji's wounded arm, making a slight noise. He was stunned for a moment. He suddenly realized that this was probably a treatment method. He was stunned for a moment and hurriedly turned his face.

After a while, the sound of water stopped. The two girls pushed sand and covered Li Shuangji's wounded arm. Back to the valley, they found some clear water and fruit. Chang Sihao first opened Li Shuangji's teeth. He poured some water on him. He then swallowed it. He had something in his stomach at the bottom. He became energetic. He put on his clothes and bowed to the two girls, "Thank you for helping him."

The two girls looked at him quietly.

After a moment, the little girl blinked: "It's over."

Chang Sihao felt a little embarrassed. When he touched his body, the silver had already scattered. The silver bills had become pulp. Only the handle was left. But what use was the little girl's knife?

The little girl stretched out a finger and suggested: "Why don't you agree with your body?" As soon as she finished speaking, her sister knocked on her head and scolded her, "You know what it means to agree with your body." The little girl hugged her head and pouted, jumped into the water to dig clams. Her sister and Chang Sihao looked at each other and laughed embarrassedly. After chatting, she learned that the two sisters had no surnames. The sister's name was Haimo and the sister's name was Langhua. She lived in a nearby small village. She relied on the harvest of seafood and wild fruits in the forest to make a living. After a few chats, Haimo also went into the sea to dig clams. Chang Sihao took care of Li Shuangji on the shore. After more than half an hour passed. The two sisters came out of the water. The baskets were filled with sea shells. Haimo approached and asked, "How is it?" Chang Sihao said: "He hasn't woken up yet."

Haimo was a little strange: "It should be almost done." He approached and pulled open the sand. He saw that Li Shuangji's arms, which were originally rough in skin, were as tender as crystal frozen. He couldn't help but frown and said, "It seems that it's not possible."

"Ah." Her sister Langhua lowered her head and poked her head as if she was trying to think about something. She suddenly clenched her fist and slapped her palm. She suggested, "Then it's better to bury it." Chang Sihao hurriedly stopped her: "How can it be buried?" Langhua said, "Do you think it's better to burn it?" Haimo knocked on her head and comforted Chang Sihao, "Don't worry. Let's carry him back to the village. Maybe the village chief has a way."

Chang Sihao nodded hurriedly, picked up the ten-mile time and the wave-cut sword and took it. He carried Li Shuangji on his back and walked into the valley with the two sisters. Along the way, he saw the green on both sides of the path, with flowers and vines wrapped around trees, and broad-leafed swords. He was full of plants that had never been seen before. The ground was also mixed with roots, covered with strange flowers and plants. Insects and birds were yelling in the woods. Occasionally, there were little monkeys swaying and stalking on branches, scratching without fear of others. There were also snakes and rabbits walking, vaguely flickering, disappearing as soon as they appeared.

After walking for half a cup of tea, I walked through a narrow stone path. The mountain suddenly became clear. There was a circle of thatched huts on the flat ground in front of me. More than a dozen women gathered around the stone stove to choose vegetables and wash fruits. A few naked children ran around laughing and laughing. Seeing that the Haimo sisters brought strangers, they hurriedly hid behind the women. Haimo asked, "Are the village chief?" The women looked at the roundness of Chang Sihao's clothes exposed. The dark muscles and eyes were slightly straightened. One of them reacted and pointed, "It's... it's here." The other said, "I'll lead the way." The previous person squeezed her: "Wash your vegetables. I'll go." Amid the noise, Haimo had already led Chang Sihao into the big straw shed not far away. The two women complained to each other and chased forward. The other women also put down their plans and touched the village chief's straw shed.

There was no window in the straw shed, so it became much darker as soon as it came in. Chang Sihao blinked his eyes and gradually adapted to the light here. He saw a thin and dry old man sitting cross-legged in the shadow opposite. He had a white goatee beard under his jaw, colorful shells on his neck, ragged skirts on his waist, and a dead vine crutch on his hand. Look at his face. He was at least 70 or 80 years old. There were some hay under his butt, and some mud bowls and pots were placed on both sides of the left and right.

Haimo said: "The village chief, someone was stung by a jellyfish. Please show it."

The village chief blinked his lids: "Ah."

Langhua leaned into his ear and shouted, "Someone is stinged by jellyfish."

"Oh." The village chief rubbed his sparse eyebrows and waved his hand, "A little thing. Haven't you been educated early? Just urinate on the wound and bury it. Go."

Haimo said, "No. It seems that the poison in this person is not much."

Village Chief: "Ah."

Langhua approached again: "She said this method was not good."

The village chief said, "What? I can't do it. Let me see." Chang Sihao didn't dare to let him work. He hurriedly put Li Shuangji down and carried him close to the village chief. He handed his injured arm to his hand.

The village chief didn't go to see it. He grabbed Li Shuangji's arm with his fingers and let out a "huh" sound. He said, "This was stung three days ago when the storm just started."

Chang Sihao thought to himself: "It turns out that I have been unconscious and drifting on the sea for three days." He nodded, afraid that the village chief would not see it, and then replied loudly: "Yes."

The village chief said, "That's right. Jellyfish is very clever. It can be felt in the first six or seven hours of the storm. It hides in the deep sea. However, there is a kind of person called "Xiang Fengnan". He likes to surface to welcome him when the storm comes. This thing looks good and has the greatest poison. But logically speaking, it only exists in the far sea. How could it come to the near sea?"

Chang Sihao recalled that he couldn't see the shore when he was on the boat. He probably had gone deep into the sea at that time and said loudly: "We did float from the far sea."

The village chief was shocked: "Ah. You are not from our village." Langhua smiled and said, "Of course not. There are no men in our village." The village chief said angrily: "Aren't I?" Haimo shook his arm and said, "Village Chief, don't talk about these things at this time. How should this poison be cured by the 'Xiang Fengnan'?" The village chief whispered for a long time and sighed: "This poison is so powerful. Perhaps only the gods can cure it. I can't."

Chang Sihao's heart was cold. He looked at Li Shuangji's arm. He suddenly drew his sword and unsheathed it. Haimo said, "What are you doing?" Chang Sihao said, "I cut off his arm. Maybe someone can still save it." Langhua smiled and said, "You are so weird. The village chief said that the gods can save him. Why do you have to cut off his arm?" Chang Sihao was so angry that he was useless by her. He said, "The gods can save him. But where can I go to find the gods?"
Chapter completed!