Taoism moves mountains

Chapter 282 The sleeping handsome man
  In the wind and rain, the dilapidated private fishing boat heaved with the huge waves, and the people on board were also shaken uncomfortable and had to endure the wind and rain.

"Look, let me just say this boat is not good!" a bald middle-aged Mediterranean man said sarcastically.

"Can you find a way around the tornado?" A heroic woman tightly grasped the net rope on the boat and asked the old crew member.

"There is no way around it. The tornado is too big. As the storm moves, the area of ​​impact is too wide. There is no time." The old crew member replied loudly.

"Oh, let's just say this boat doesn't work!" the bald middle-aged Mediterranean man complained.

"Shut up! How cool it is!" A sturdy young fat man said happily.

"Fuck you!" the bald middle-aged Mediterranean man yelled back.

At this time, these two people are still arguing, and they are really heartless.

He probably also thought that he should be more optimistic when he died, as he was afraid that if he died with resentment, he would turn into an ugly water ghost.

"Everyone is holding on tight!"

"careful!"

The power of nature can be seen here, and it is not something that humans can compete with.

Just when everyone was in despair, strong lightning and thunder suddenly erupted from the tornado that rolled up endless sea water in the distance, and then a dark and deep hole appeared halfway up the tornado.

Then, the tornado was cut off by the black hole, and with a roaring sound, it was as if an explosion had occurred inside the tornado, directly breaking the tornado into two pieces.

The wind flow of the upper and lower tornadoes was directly destroyed, and the tornadoes naturally dispersed. A fierce strong wind rolled up on the sea, and waves tens of meters high were blown.

Everyone on the private fishing boat was stunned when they saw this thrilling scene.

The old crew member reacted quickly. When he saw the waves rushing towards him, he quickly reminded: "Hurry up and hold on to the rope. Whether you live or die depends on your luck."

After hearing the reminder, the others came back to their senses and looked at the wave of waves coming with fear on their faces, like ants facing an adult.

The will to survive made them desperately hold on to the rope. Ants are greedy for life, not to mention they are not the kind of people who despise life.

Now, they can only hold on to the rope with all their might, and leave the rest to God.

"Oh!"

……

After a period of spinning, thanks to the buoyancy and stable center of gravity of the fishing boat, the waves passed and the situation calmed down a bit.

Although the wind and rain are still there, the most dangerous part has passed.

"Is everyone okay?"

"Count the heads!"

……

"Bow, it's okay, everyone is fine!"

"That's good!"

When the old crew member heard the good news, he smiled sincerely. This time he really escaped death.

"Thank God!" The young fat man felt alive and shouted loudly to the sky.

"If there was an internet connection here, I would want to buy a lottery ticket right now." The handsome young man also said with a smile.

"Hey, little comrade, hurry up and buy one. If you buy one more, you might actually win a big prize." The fat young man joked.

"You will be lucky if you survive a catastrophe!" The bald Mediterranean middle-aged man also continued.

"Don't be poor and come into the cabin quickly!" the heroic woman suggested. She felt that she couldn't help on the deck. Her whole body was soaked by the rain now, and her curvy and exquisite figure was on full display, making her extremely beautiful.

The arrogant fat young man wanted to die. He walked directly to the edge of the boat and roared and recited poetry to the sea. Unexpectedly, the strong impact of the surging water knocked him down, hit him heavily against the pillar of the boat, and then he fell unconscious. past.

"Fat man! Fat man!" The young man became anxious.

He and the heroic woman quickly ran over and took the fat young man back to the cabin.

When he arrived at the door of the cabin, the young man saw a man lying on the ground, blocking the door.

"Why is there someone here?" He said and went over to help him up. After checking, he found that the person was still breathing, but just passed out.

Stumbling and swaying, the young man and the heroic woman each worked hard to help one person back to the cabin and placed them on the iron bed.

"That's wrong!" After the heroic woman put down the fat man, she saw clearly the person the young man had just helped in, and immediately felt something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" The young man frowned in confusion.

"He is not one of our crew members." The heroic woman pointed at the man lying on the bed and said firmly.

"Aning, are you sure?" the young man asked.

"I remember everyone on the boat. There is definitely no such person, and his clothes are wrong." The heroic woman's tone was very firm.

"Clothes?" The young man then noticed the clothes of the person on the bed: "These clothes seem to be windproof and sand-proof, and the fabric does not look like the current machine technology, it seems to be purely handmade, and the style is strange, a bit forward. smell."

The two of them were immediately confused and stared at the man on the bed in disbelief. He was a handsome man with good features, young and handsome, and extraordinary temperament.

Suddenly, there was a faint howling of wind outside, which woke the two of them up, and they left the cabin one after another.

After the two went out, they learned that they had encountered a ghost ship on the sea and were in crisis again.

In the cabin, the fat man, who had been unconscious for a short time, woke up and saw another person on the bed. He didn't pay much attention to him, but he heard the noise outside the deck and walked out of the cabin.

On the deck, a group of people met the strange Ren Mian Zhen, and the heroic woman was dragged to the ghost ship by Ren Mian Zhen.

Then the young man desperately climbed the hemp rope to the ghost ship to rescue people, but was attacked by sea monkeys.

However, the bald middle-aged Mediterranean man suddenly appeared to save people, showing off his extraordinary skills and full of mystery.

In the end, there was no danger, no one was in serious trouble, and the storm passed.

The fishing boat returned to stability, and everyone felt a lot more relaxed.

Back in the cabin, the young man and the fat man were a little surprised when they saw the man still sleeping on the iron bed.

"The boat is rippling, but you sleep so peacefully. I call you the God of Sleep." The fat man joked.

"Fat man, do you know this person?"

The fat man took a serious look at the person on the bed, pondered for a moment, frowned and said, "He looks no worse than the little brother. Who is he?" After saying that, he looked at the young man in confusion.

"You haven't seen him on the boat? An Ning said he was not on the boat." The young man was also full of doubts at this moment.

"Innocent little comrade, don't scare me." The fat man seemed to have thought of something, with a nervous look on his face.

After some random thinking, he thought the person on the bed might be a ghost on a ghost ship.

"What are you thinking? Touch and see, this is a real person. Look carefully at this person's clothes. They don't look like southerners' clothes, they look like costumes." The young man who is called innocent understands the fat man and sees The fat man was thinking wildly and expressed some opinions.

The two of them couldn't figure out the origin of the person on the bed after much guessing, so they stopped wasting their brains and decided to find out again at dawn tomorrow.

After all, everyone on the ship can't figure out why?
  Or wait until someone wakes up and ask.

(End of this chapter)