Celestial Masters Alliance

Zhang Lingxi and Ma Tiantong guarded the safety of the entire ship one after another, with serious expressions and tall and straight postures like two door gods. For the first time, I felt that they were no longer weirdly dressed role players, but real masters hidden in the world.

Especially for Zhang Lingxi, the wind swept through his hair and caressed his originally charming eyebrows. They didn't enter the cabin until it was getting dark.

In this tense state, I only paid attention to what was going on outside. I didn't realize that the soaked clothes had already dried on my body. The scratches on my arms had stopped bleeding on their own, and the wounds had dried and scabbed.

"...Without the strength I lend you, you wouldn't even be able to get on the boat!" Ma Tiantong scolded and took off his clothes.

"Who asked you to borrow it? How about I return it to you? Humph! You thought there was an ambush at the supply depot, so you didn't dare to escort Zhu Mo! What? You feel a sense of accomplishment by throwing the blame on me, right?" Zhang Lingxi said fiercely fight back.

I quietly retreated to Huang Xiao's bed, sat down and curled up, wishing I could turn into a speck of dust to avoid being accidentally injured by these two people.

"Didn't I also go ashore to buy things? And I specifically asked someone to look after you! If I hadn't arrived in time, Zhu Mo would have been taken away! You are just incompetent! You still don't admit it. There are no medicines. It was your negligence to bring him on board!" Ma Tiantong put on a towel and prepared to go out, probably to take a shower.

"You are good at fishing out all the medicines. Without me, could you have brought Zhu Mo aboard the ship smoothly? What are you going to do? Now that we have left the port, it will be difficult for us to replenish fresh water. Don't Waste all the water on bathing and washing clothes!" Zhang Lingxi jumped up angrily and pointed at Ma Tiantong and cursed.

Xiaozhi came in with a red plastic bucket, effectively resolving the embarrassment: "The fat man asked me to get some water for you to wash your faces. He said that although the water tank is full, the amount is fixed, and the water must be rationed every day from now on." , save as much as possible!”

I stared at Xiaozhi as if asking for help, and Xiaozhi said knowingly: "Brother Mo! Can you come over and help me cook?"

"Okay, okay!" I couldn't wait to run out.

The galley is located next to the cockpit. While paying attention to the movement in the cabin, I peeked at Fatty. Xiaozhi and I are like soldiers waiting for the war to break out. The fat man was as usual, his face calm as if nothing had happened. The cabin also became quiet, and there was no sound of quarrels.

The meals on the ship are simple. In addition to canned instant noodles, there are various vitamins and chlorophyll granules to maintain the basic operation of the body. These are all prepared by Zhang Lingxi, which is enough for a few grown men. Xiaozhi specially cooked some white porridge for Huang Xiao. I opened a bag of mustard and poured it into a bowl, which was considered a meal.

Fatty and Ma Tiantong took turns at the helm. They got along a little awkwardly, probably because of my presence.

Huang Xiao's condition has improved a bit, but she is still unable to eat and can only receive a small amount of water supplement. It's a pity that the medicines were left at the supply station, otherwise his situation would be much better. In more than a week, he lost a lot of weight and lay in bed all day feeling weak, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Fatty doesn't like to talk, and sometimes he can't utter a word for a day. The way Ma Tiantong and Zhang Lingxi get along is to bicker and quarrel constantly. The slightest wind on the sea can cause them to quarrel. If Fatty hadn't been there, I estimate they would have had several fights a day. Anyway, I don't dare to mess with these two people.

The only person who could communicate with me was Xiaozhi, but he was very vigilant and willing to make jokes with me, but he was unable to detect any valuable information. Maybe he was like me and didn't know anything. Of course, he still had the feeling that he was not on the same page as anyone, because only Ma Tiantong and Zhang Lingxi attended the meeting called by the fat man, and even Huang Xiao was excluded.

On the eleventh day of the voyage, I was woken up by a ding-dang sound. When I got up, I saw that everyone except Fatty was busy on the deck. Zhang Lingxi and Ma Tiantong stayed together without even quarreling. I rubbed my cheeks and came to Huang Xiao who was sawing off the steel bars and asked, "What's going on?"

Huang Xiao glanced at me slowly and said weakly: "There may be a storm at night, so we need to strengthen the hull!"

These days, I was so bored that I turned the boat inside and out and became very aware of its condition. In addition to the severely peeling paint on the outside of this ship, the interior of the hull has long been reinforced impeccably with steel plates. It was reinforced again today, it looks like the storm is not bad.

Because Huang Xiao was weak, he moved a little, and the sweat on his forehead fell on the deck like rain. I had to sigh and snatch the work from his hands and said: "You should go back to the cabin to rest! You can't replenish water at will. What should I do if I get heatstroke? The medicine I brought is not enough to deal with sudden illness."

Huang Xiao was not pretentious at all. He nodded, said hello to Ma Tiantong who was welding, and went back to the cabin to rest.

I squinted at the terraced clouds in the sky, but I couldn't tell anything out of the ordinary. If I had to find something out of the ordinary, it would be that the humidity of the air was rising, and the warm wind was like applying layers of cream to my skin.

Zhang Lingxi dragged the tool box and knocked on the doors and windows alone. Ma Tiantong had a safety rope hanging around his waist, and Xiaozhi pulled it and hung it outside the hull to weld the steel bars at every connection point.

I asked about the required size of the steel bars, and while cutting them off, I handed them to Ma Tiantong. Several people cooperated well, and in the evening, all the work was completed.

Because I was exhausted, I only had instant noodles for dinner. Except for the fat man who still had to steer the ship, everyone else hurriedly went to bed to recuperate their energy.

I was exhausted but couldn't fall asleep as I lay in bed. I watched the sky outside the window change from blue to purple, then from purple to orange, and finally noticed something strange. I climbed out of bed, quietly walked out of the cabin and came to the bow. Looking at the orange sea surface without a trace of ripples, it is like a mirror, even reflecting my face. Since there is no reference, the ship seems to be stationary on the mirror surface.

After leaving the port, the environment gradually became quiet, but it was never as quiet as today. In the past, you could always hear the sound of wind, waves, and occasionally the chirping of seabirds. But today, except for the weak protest of the motor, everything was like It's still.

I suddenly felt scared and my heart rate increased sharply, but my body seemed to be fixed there, staring lifelessly at myself reflected in the mirror. I'm reviewing my past in my mind. I haven't told Xiaoba about my departure yet, I haven't helped Mu Mu find Uncle Qiming's whereabouts, I haven't told my mother... By the way, there's Shan Yu, I haven't asked about her yet. Difficulties...

"What are you thinking about?" A voice sounded from behind, startling me. I quickly turned around and it turned out to be Zhang Lingxi. He changed out of the clothes he wore at work. At this time, his white shirt was tied into ripped washed jeans, which outlined his perfect figure. After more than ten days, his light blue hair did not grow any black roots. Let me start. I wonder if light blue is his original hair color.

He was holding a bottle of white wine in one hand and shaking a goblet in the other, his pale face full of contentment. Over the past few days at sea, the skin of each of us has darkened. Even Huang Xiao, who had been hiding in the cabin all day, has turned bronze. Only Zhang Lingxi remains as pale as ever, unchanged.

Even the orange-red sky cannot touch his paleness. His special temperament, combined with the unique environment, formed a beautiful picture that stunned me. I think this picture will be reflected in my mind for a lifetime and I will never forget it until I die.

"Why are you staring at me!" Zhang Lingxi frowned slightly and sat on the edge of the boat, leaning sideways against the railing. The hand holding the wine bottle rested on the railing casually, gesturing for me to sit down with his eyes.