C327 Surrounding the island

This was a remote island, and the beaches were filled with the surroundings. The people eating by the sea enjoyed this rare leisure, because it was getting dark and the day's work was over.

The island was very cool. The summer sun was always tame here, just like now, when the sea breeze blew on people's faces, making them feel cool. It was like eating honey to them. The evening breeze, compared to the usual sea breeze, was much less tyrannical and warm. The gentle breeze turned the beach into a smooth mirror, reflecting the red sunset. The beauty of the mirror was mesmerizing!

The scene was intoxicating, but people were still getting drunk.

A drunk man with a beard that had been trimmed to a point that it looked like a butterfly knot was hanging over his face. The clothes he was wearing made him look even more disgusting, and his dirty appearance made it seem as if he had been wearing it for two to three years without being washed at all!

He was a foreigner and had been on the island for nearly three years. The people did not know where he came from, much less what he used to do. They only knew that he drank a lot of wine every day and then passed out drunk on the beach, gazing at the moonlight. He was so silly that he never spoke.

From the way he was dressed, people guessed that he must have been a refugee from the mainland who had come to the island because of the war, and from the fact that he never did anything but drank so much every day, they guessed that he must have brought a lot of gold and silver with him before he came here, because they had never heard of him on credit.

There were too many versions of his speculations on the island, and almost everyone thought they were the most correct. Don't blame the fishermen for being bored, because this island was really too small. It was so small that there was not much to talk about every day. Other than using him as a meal, they really couldn't think of anything better to discuss.

Although people had different opinions about him, one thing everyone recognized was that this person could read and play a good flute.

"Did you know? It's sixteen again today."

There were several men sitting under a coconut tree in front of their house. They were drinking and chatting.

"Hehe, you don't need to say that!" The person on the side seemed to have drank too much, after hearing the man's words, he slammed the table, and started shouting, "Just by listening to the flute sound, you can tell that today is the sixteenth day, that person is so strange, people who only know how to drink everyday will still remember the day, and on the sixteenth night of every month, regardless of whether it is wind or rain, they will still play the flute on the beach, playing it is so captivating, making me want to go home and get a wife!"

His words amused everyone on the table, yelling that he knew how to pick up a wife if he had nothing better to do.

"So what if I'm hugging a wife?" That person rolled his eyes as he stuttered, "Others can't carry him even if they wanted to. Look at him, he's probably playing the flute because he can't carry his wife!"

"Shh!"

When the people beside him heard this, they hurriedly covered his mouth and whispered, "You don't want to live. You can just hit that madman and scold him, but you can't mention anything about his wife! Have you forgotten that in the former village, Wang Zhong had said that if he couldn't get a wife, even if he got a wife, she would still be beaten to death by his smell of alcohol? "Aiyo, his hands are so heavy. Even now, Wang Hai is still lying on the bed and can't walk!"

The person beside him opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "That can't be, is he not afraid of being beaten to death?!"

"You haven't been out of the country these few years, brother," said the man from before. "Right now the world is in a state of chaos, it's good enough for you to have a meal. Who dares to go out and meddle in other people's business? Besides, it's Wang Hai's fault, who asked him to curse others, what's more, that lunatic even threw a few hundred gold coins at his family, a few hundred gold coins, we don't even have that much savings in our lifetime, Wang Hai, that brat is still secretly happy, how would he think of taking revenge on him! "

"Is he not afraid of being robbed with so much money on him, a madman?!"

"That's right, I've never heard anyone mention him having his money taken away …" Drinking and drinking, why should we talk about this? Come on, let's do it! "

Deep into the night, the only sounds that could be heard on the silent beach were the sounds of the waves and the sounds of someone talking in his sleep.

The lunatic they were talking about was currently sleeping soundly on a reef, but from the looks of his expression, he was clearly crying in his dreams! Just what kind of person was he, and just what kind of story had happened to him? It was so torturous even in his dreams!

Waves crashed against the reef, and sprays of water that looked like spitting stars splattered all over this person's body. His clothes were soaked, but he was still sleeping and didn't feel anything at all.

At this moment, a figure quietly walked over from the distance. Under the moonlight, his shadow was stretched out endlessly, becoming terrifying. The figure quickly arrived at the reef where the madman was lying on and gently flipped through his pockets.

However, after searching for a while, he still couldn't find anything. He was so angry that it was unknown if he had forgotten that he was a thief or if he simply didn't take this madman seriously and gave him a kick! The madman, after taking this kick, did not cry out in pain, but only turned his body over and went back to sleep.

That person cried out 'what bad luck', cursing and swearing. How could he believe their lies? It would be strange if this madman had money on him!

Suddenly, just as he was about to return, his eyes lit up. At this moment, he discovered that there was a dragon bracelet on each of this madman's wrists. From the looks of its design, it could be sold for at least a few dozen gold coins in the pawnshop!

He had been planning on stealing something from the beginning, but now that he had discovered these two treasures, how could he not want them? He quickly reached out to grab the bracelet on his right hand and pulled desperately – since this person was crazy, he didn't care whether he woke up or not!

However, after expending a great deal of effort, he discovered that the bracelet was still attached to that madman's hand, and did not budge an inch!

"F * ck, what a madman, to actually wear the bracelet so tight … Aren't you afraid of crippling your own hand?!" He took out something from the cloth bag hanging on his waist, "But I've prepared this long ago, if I can't cut them off, I'll sell them for a few gold coins!"

He grabbed Lunatic's hand and aimed at the space between Bracelet's wrists. He stuck a pair of iron scissors inside — Kacha, the iron scissors broke into pieces like tofu!

That person was furious. He thought to himself, I only brought this kind of tool with me. Now that it's broken, I have to go back and take it. Stealing anything is so troublesome, so it's unreasonable.

He kicked the madman hard again, muttering as he walked back, "God forbid me, I did it all for my wife--this lunatic doesn't have a wife to raise anyway, so just think of it as you giving his money to my adopted wife!"

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him. It stood before him without a sound, like a ghost!

"Mom!" That person was shocked. When he saw that the person in front of him was only that lunatic, he felt relieved. "Madman, be good and go back and lie down. Wait for me to come back later before snatching your bracelet!"

The madman didn't pay any attention to him. He merely extended his right hand and twisted the man's neck as fast as lightning. After a crack, the man collapsed to the ground. The moonlight shone on his face.

The next day, the island was still quiet, and no one seemed to care about the man's disappearance. It was thought that he had gone out to do business again, and that the madman was still living a life of drunkenness and sleep.

After another ten days or so, the sea breeze suddenly became frantic. Even the white clouds were covered by a thick layer of black smoke.

The fishermen nervously tied up their houses with thumb-sized ropes and carried their little fishing boats back from the seaside — years of experience had taught them that typhoons and tsunamis were coming!

An aunt was carried home by several men when she saw the lunatic still lying on the reef.

"Madman, hurry and hide at my house, the tsunami is coming!"

The madman ignored her and continued to lie there with his eyes wide open.

"Do you really want to die?" After a while, she calmly said, "You don't drink today, hurry up and go to my house. Yesterday, we just had a pot of good wine, so I'll heat it up a few more times for you. It will definitely be much more delicious than what you normally eat!"

The madman gave her an expressionless look at her words, a look of perplexity on his face.

"Heh heh, are you hungry?" Seeing this effect, the aunt continued, "After you finish drinking, I'll have my man wash your body. The wine will definitely be even more fragrant later on!"

After saying that, she didn't care if the madman agreed or not, and quickly dragged him over to her home. Although the madman still didn't react, his expression was much warmer as he let her pull him home.

A vertical bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across the dreary sky. Thunder rumbled!

The tsunami was about to arrive!