Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 583: Fog

As for what kind of immortal, the old man couldn't tell. It may be that time has passed, and the old man's memory has become a little fuzzy. He only remembered that a few men and women in fancy clothes came out of the island, the clothes they were wearing were the same as those of the gods in the painting. But then what was said and what was done is unclear. I just remember that one of them brought their father and son to fresh water and gave them a chart. In the end, relying on this chart, their crew returned to the land.

The chart was later hidden by the old man as a family heirloom, thinking that he would leave it to his son a hundred years later. It is impossible for him to go out to find Xianren Island when he is old, and maybe his descendants still have such good luck. Find Xianren Island and worship an immortal as a master, and if there is another immortal in the family, it will be really honorable. But I didn't expect that the three sons would go ahead of me one by one, and this chart has been kept in my collection. I thought that I would have my nephew draw a picture of this picture after a hundred years and bury it with the original picture.

The old man did not expect that these foreigners would come up with an identical chart, and now he took out the original chart from the ground. In comparison, although Wu Mian's painting was rough, he could still see it. The two sea pictures are drawn from the same location.

However, this chart is from the angle of Erdao to the inland sea. If people who have not been to Erdao can guide the way, even if Wu Mian and Guibugui got a sea boat, just rely on a chart. Even if the crew and sailors are hired, they may not be able to find Baidao.

I originally planned to hire the 60-year-old old fisherman, and asked his uncle to point out the sea route to Yidao, and the old fisherman would take them to Yidao. Unexpectedly, the old guy just said a few words, and the seventy-seven-year-old old man lying on the bed quit. He hugged the waist of the return, and said, "Are you going to the island to find the gods? I will lead the way, don't look at how old the old man is, and I have spent more time at sea than on land in my life. You ask my nephew, did I still accompany the old man to go fishing with them last year? As long as I can see those gods again, I can die on the island. I ask the old gods, and I ask him to let me Three sons survived, even if there was only one. Take the old man with me. Big brother... uncle... uncle... old grandpa..."

Hearing that his seniority soared among the old people, Gui Bugui gave a wry smile, even if he said that for two more laps, he might not be able to tell the real seniority between him and the old guy. However, being hugged by such an old man and crying, the old guy could only glance at Wu Mian beside him. If the white-haired man didn't speak, he wouldn't be able to take the old guy on board.

Wu Mian glanced at the tears and snot all over Gui Bugui, and hugged the old man he wouldn't let go, and said calmly, "Since he wants to go, let's go. He was stopped..."

The old man was overjoyed when he heard it, and turned around to hug Wu Mian. The white-haired man swayed and avoided him, and when the old man was about to kneel on the bed and kowtow to the white-haired man, he heard the man say the second sentence: "Where is the death? Dig a pit and bury it. Just throw it into the sea if you die on the boat, so happy..."

That's it, it didn't stop the old man from going to Xianren Island. In the end, he could only reluctantly agree, but let the old fisherman choose a few young people from the family to follow his uncle. Even if he didn't return, he wouldn't watch him die in front of him, and he didn't have the heart to serve this old man.

At the moment, Kuibugui generously took out a handful of gold coins and gave it to the old fisherman. It was also a coincidence that they had him help hire a larger fishing boat. There is a dock nearby that builds official boats for the official family. The old fishermen and the owner of the dock used to have a good relationship with the Langya Navy. After spending half a piece of gold pie, he rented a large official ship of more than ten feet from the dock.

After the boat was acquired, the old fishermen selected more than 20 young men from their families to serve as sailors. Guibugui didn't treat these people badly, the old guy took out a piece of gold pan. At the moment, everyone broke the golden cake in two. After collecting half of the golden cake, they handed the other half to the stunned old fisherman.

When I don't return, I don't have a smile on my face. After this little hand was exposed, the old fisherman and his twenty or so sons and nephews even treated these people as immortal characters.

After that, I was on duty to get some food and fresh water, knowing that these were all rich masters. The old fishermen did not give them any province, except for the necessary provisions. Hearing that the young master named Ren San was good for two sips, the old fishermen bought five or six jars of good Langya wine, and also bought a lot of dried meat, chicken and duck for the rest. However, Gui Bugui was dissatisfied with the things he bought, and now he asked the old fishermen to buy five more copies of such things. Although the old fisherman did not understand why he was doing this. According to the chart, one day and one night is enough to go back and forth to Xianren Island. You don't need to do so many things. The one who spends the money is not going to return, and the old fishermen don't want to save for him. Following the instructions of returning home and not returning, he also provided a large amount of food and fresh water.

Three days later, Gui Bugui paid a sacrifice to the sea god, and invited the fishermen of the whole village to eat and drink. It was only on the morning of the fourth day that I got on a big boat and drove towards the center of the sea.

After going to sea, I realized that the 77-year-old man really didn't talk nonsense. He really had no problem on the boat, and at first he had two grandchildren to wait on him. Unexpectedly, after the boat started, the old man had thrown away his two nephews and grandsons. After walking around on the deck with his hands behind his back, he began to ask for food for everyone.

What I didn't expect was that Bai Wuqiu, who was five big and three thick, actually became sick from the boat. After the boat started, Er Lengzi stood on the side of the boat and vomited. From morning to night, the wine has not left the side of the boat. At night, when Gui Bugui sees his cheap son again, he can no longer see the appearance of a 'human' when he vomits.

Five or six hours later, the sky was already dark, and the old fisherman in charge of the helm frowned. When Wu Mian and Gui Bugui were not paying attention, he took the chart and found his uncle who was preparing to eat. After saying a few words in the old man's ear, the seventy-seven old man also changed his face. At the moment, the pair of uncles and nephews were whispering something while holding the chart. Although they couldn't hear what they were saying, a few particularly piercing words leaked out: "What's changed... It's not like this... what to do..."

As the pair of master and apprentice whispered, Wu Mian, who was resting in the cabin, gave a weird smile. After looking at the old guy next to him, he said, "It seems that the uncle and nephew outside are in trouble..."

"Old man, I figured it out, how can that old guy Xu Fu have such a good heart? It's not his style that you can find it if you find it." Gui Bugui smiled and continued to Wu Mian: "The next few pictures Maps are harder to find one by one, so if we don’t float at sea for ten days and a half months, we shouldn’t even try to find Baidao.”

As soon as the old guy's voice fell, there was a sound of footsteps outside the cabin. Then the pair of old uncle and nephew came in from outside, and the old fisherman said to Wu Mian and Gui Bugui with a bitter face: "Two gentlemen, we may have deviated from the route. At this time, we should have seen the numbers marked on the chart. There are a few small islands, but those small islands cannot be found. Without the comparison of the small islands, I am not sure that this sea route leads to Xianren Island.”

"Didn't you say that you can find the fairy island if you have a chart?" Before he could return to speak, Wu Mian took the initiative to grab in front of him and said, "Now the chart is in your hands, and there are more Anything to say?"

"Two masters, our uncle and nephew have been out to sea for so many years, and it is the first time that we can't find the island with the chart in our hands." The old fisherman continued with a smile: "I asked my uncle just now, he Said that I was exhausted at the time, but I just followed the chart, that's right..."

As soon as the old fisherman finished speaking, he saw a half-sized boy of fourteen or five rushed into the cabin and said to the old fisherman and the old uncle: "Uncle, third grandpa. Come out and see, it's foggy, I I've never seen such a big fog..."