Golden Fishing Village

The camera rolled, and Jiang Caoqi subconsciously wanted to pick it up.

This camera is not valuable, but the photos inside are valuable. They are all carefully taken by him, recording the beautiful scenes of his first sea trip.

But he had a cowhide belt tied around his waist, and the belt buckle was tied to the rope buckle fixed on the boat, which also fixed him.

He tried hard to drag the rope to pick up the camera, and the camera fell in front of him...

"Boom!"

Another huge wave hit, and the hull of the Big Dragon Head shook violently. The bow was first lifted up by the waves, and then fell down again.

Just in front of Jiang Caoqi, the camera rolled forward two steps away.

These two steps are the difference between the chasm. He is not a gibbon, and it is useless to reach out.

Hope is right in front of him, but he can't reach it. This is the real despair. He shouted: "My camera!"

"No matter!" Ao Wenchang shouted, "Hold your body!"

A figure stepped forward, and Heilong grabbed the camera and turned around to stuff it into Jiang Caoqi.

Another huge wave hit, and the storm officially arrived. One after another huge wave hit, hitting the Big Dragon Head and making it bumpy in the water.

Heilong untied the rope buckle, so the violent bumping of the ship made him a little unstable, and the sea water fell on the ship in an overwhelming manner. The rough planks became very smooth. When the ship bounced once, Heilong fell on it.

"HLJ Cao Qi's eyes were about to burst.

I don't know if it was rain or sea water that poured up, everyone's body was quickly soaked, and the vision was obstructed and became very poor.

Ao Muyang shouted to the general: "Go and bite him! "

The fishing boat was tossed by the waves, and the boat swayed from side to side. Black Dragon rolled to the left side of the boat like a bowling ball.

Just when he was about to hit it, he supported himself with his hands and shoulders and quickly rotated his whole body, just like a street dance master playing a spinning windmill. He turned his body and kicked his legs against the railing of the boat, and jumped up again with the force.

"Good skills!" Everyone on the boat couldn't help cheering.

With his breath sinking into his dantian, Black Dragon reached out and grabbed the side of the boat and took a horse stance, but he didn't try to withstand the bumps of the fishing boat, but looked for a pattern and swayed his body rhythmically.

Seeing that he stabilized, Ao Muyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Caoqi waved his hand to wipe the sea water, and he shouted: "Fuck, why is this storm so big all of a sudden?"

"Storms at sea are like this, this is not big..."

"No, I'm not saying it's too big, but why is it so big all of a sudden? There was almost no wind and waves before! "Jiang Caoqi was frightened to death.

Ao Mudong laughed loudly and said, "Yes, that's what a storm on the sea is like. There are three-foot waves when there is no wind, but the waves are overwhelming when there is wind!"

"Have you ever heard of a saying? It's called the calm before the storm. That refers to the storm on the sea, not on land. "Ao Wenchang has been out to sea many times, so he is no longer afraid of the waves.

The sky is dark and the waves are rolling.

Jiang Caoqi looked around blankly, and he felt that the end of the world had come.

The waves were irregular, coming one after another, some from the south, and some from the north. The dozens of meters long Dragon Head had no dignity of a sea overlord at this moment, and was swaying on the sea like a toy.

In the cab, Ao Daguo was holding a cigarette and looking at the sea in front of him intently.

The ash fell, and the cigarette butt had long been extinguished.

When the crew stabilized, Ao Muyang took off the rope buckle and reversed the golden elixir to pull the black dragon back, and then walked to the cab.

Seeing him walking towards the cab, the black dragon said nothing and took off the rope buckle and followed.

Ao Muyang didn't say much. When he arrived at the cab, he asked: "What's the situation? "

Ao Daguo said solemnly: "It's okay to be careful. The sea conditions here are better. There are no reefs or anything like that. Just fight the storm."

Leaving the South China Sea, the sea water temperature is low, and the waves hitting people are painful and cold.

Ao Qianwen and other believers in ghosts and gods have already knelt on the ground. Some prayed for the blessing of the Dragon King, some prayed for the blessing of Mazu, and some prayed for the blessing of the Sea God...

Jiang Caoqi is no longer afraid. He has used his vacations to travel around the country since high school. After graduating from college, he has been in many dangerous areas. His courage and experience are beyond words.

Looking at several fishermen kneeling on the ground, he couldn't help laughing: "You might as well pray to your dragon head instead of asking for these. There is no need to be afraid. Since Lao Ao decided to return in the storm, he naturally knows it in his heart. "

"You kid know nothing, there are all kinds of accidents at sea." Ao Qianwen said seriously.

Jiang Caoqi said: "Since you are so scared, why do you still stay outside? Just go to the cabin. "

Ao Qianwen said helplessly: "You don't understand anything. We are here to watch things. Look at the deck and the stern. What if they are hit by the waves without anyone watching?"

The storm is extremely terrifying when it appears at sea. The waves are overwhelming and the shocking feeling it brings can only be understood by personal experience.

But Ao Muyang is not afraid. His calmness gives the crew confidence, and most people are not afraid.

The sea is very cold in this season. They didn't notice it in the tropics before, but now they have returned to the domestic waters, and the winter chill is everywhere.

Ao Muyang went to the kitchen to prepare some hot coffee for everyone. He walked over unsteadily. When he went around the side of the ship, the black dragon following behind him suddenly frowned and stopped moving.

Noticing this, he turned around and asked, "Heilong, what's wrong..."

Just after saying a few words, Heilong grabbed a rope and quickly tied it around his waist. Then he pulled out a fixed harpoon with one hand and pressed the railing with the other hand, and the whole person flew out.

Ao Muyang was shocked and shouted, "Heilong, what are you doing?"

The rope was pulled apart with a whizzing sound, and Heilong's body was hanging outside the boat. He kicked hard with his feet, and his body swung forward like a swing.

Ao Muyang looked in the distance as he was moving, and the dorsal fin of a big fish emerged from the water.

The fin was bright yellow, and the color was very bright. Under it was a blue back, but the sea water was also blue, so it played a concealing role.

"Bluefin tuna!" Ao Muyang shouted in his heart. There were two such big fish in the Zhuantou Island Fishery, so he naturally knew the appearance of this fish.

There is only one big fish with a deep blue back and bright yellow fins in the sea.

Black Dragon's body swayed forward, his eyes fixed on the sea. When a wave hit the tuna and it came out of the water, he raised his arm and swung the harpoon into the fish's head!

Ao Muyang took a breath of cold air. What kind of servant of the Sea God is this? He is simply the Sea God's guard!

There was a rope tied to the end of the harpoon. Ao Muyang leaned against the side of the boat and resisted the waves and quickly pulled the rope, dragging up the big fish that was not yet dead.

Then he wanted to pull Black Dragon up, but Black Dragon shook his head, his eyes still staring at the sea.