Release that Witch

A flat and spacious stone boat slowly sailed into the clear water bay and docked in front of Simbadi. .

Its size is very different from those of the small boats that occasionally appear in Yinchuan. It is so heavy that it is almost like human beings. There are two metal cylinders on the top, white smoke is coming out, and the side is painted with striking orange-red, and with a flat gray deck, it looks like a red-headed squid with a belly.

Like most of his compatriots, Simbadi did not have deserts and rarely seen the sea, so when he saw such a ship that was obviously not built of wood, he could not help but exclaim.

The team suddenly got some commotion.

"Snapped!"

The proud caretaker immediately took a whip at the top of their head. "Give me a mouth shut! Now line up on the boat, move faster!"

Simbadi felt that the crowd was starting to flow, and people were constantly pushing him behind him, even if he wanted to stop. Sandwiched in the boarding team, he suddenly gave birth to a hint of fear.

Perhaps I shouldn't leave the Yinchuan Oasis at all. I came to this strange land. Although there is always a constant source of water here, the Three Gods may not be able to look at such a distant place. If the ship carries them to the abyss of the Styx, the gods will not hear their cry for help.

"Hold me, be careful, don't step on the air!" Murray's voice made him instantly return to God.

A small hand clasped his palm and guided him to the springboard, and from time to time someone was squeezed into the water, making a plop-sounding sound.

Although there will be people on the dockside who will pull them ashore quickly, falling into the river in this weather basically means losing the qualification for "work".

Those who fell into the water begged to want to get back on the boat, but they answered the whipping of the whip.

Simbadi and Molly clung together, as the people flowed onto the stone boat. When his feet stepped on the deck, the expected shaking did not appear, and the hull underneath did not move, as if walking on the ground was generally stable.

When the springboard was withdrawn, the big man of the Aosha clan, Thuram, appeared on the high platform in the middle of the ship, and attracted everyone's attention. "Remember what I said before? The most important thing for the chieftain is order." And discipline! You guys who have fallen into the water can all get on board, get a chance to work, and get plenty of food in the evil month, but now they have to go hungry until the next job opportunity. The arrival! And all this is what your stupidity is!"

"They just fell into the water, you can wait for them to put on a dress again." A sandman just said half, was pressed by two watchers to the ground, then dragged to the side of the boat and left the water.

"Discipline is everything! There is no individual group, only the individual who obeys the group!" Thuram snapped. "The difference with the past clan competition is that the potential enemies that were eliminated before are now eliminated. It will be your loved ones! Remember, this is my first lesson for you!" He said that he had a pause here. "Of course, people who lost their jobs today will just hungry for a while, if In the future, there will still be sand people or tribes who do not know how to obey the order, and will be driven out of this evergreen land!"

As his voice fell, a loud sound spurted out of the metal cylinder and rolled over the clear water port.

The huge iron wheel on both sides of the hull slowly rotated, and the stone boat trembled, slowly leaving the shore and heading for the estuary of the river.

"Thank you, if it wasn't for you..." Sinbad looked to Molly.

The latter smiled and his eyes bent into a slit. "Don't care, I just happened to be in front of you."

"Is it..." He bowed his head with some embarrassment.

Molly and he are both members of the fishbone clan. They usually occasionally make two sentences. For this girl with a black scorpion and light brown eyes, Sinbad has always had a good impression, but it is said that she already has The sweetheart, he is not good to show this feeling again.

After a moment of silence, he looked at Molly, who was kneeling on the side of the ship, looking at the scenery on both sides of the strait. He couldn’t help but ask, "You are not worried about where we are going?"

She turned her back, "Blackwater River Valley?"

"Yes, I heard from other clan people, it is close to the throat swamp and the wasteland. It is a place cursed by the Three Gods. Once it is mistakenly entered, it is impossible to come back alive."

"Then they applied for boarding?"

"Oh, this..."

Molly couldn't help but laugh. "The fewer people who want to get the job, the better. So, their clan can get more rewards. You also listen to Zall. Silvermoon says As long as the chieftain's instructions are made, not only do the family members have food and clothing, but the tribes can also receive resource subsidies." She spit out the gas. "Moreover, do we have other options?"

The last sentence made Simbadi close his mouth. Indeed, most of the clan who are willing to take the lead to follow the scene of Aosha to the south of the Grey Fort are small tribes that are difficult to continue in the Yinchuan Oasis. Fish bones are one of them. The oasis they occupy is being swallowed up by the desert a little bit. The gradual dryness of the Yinchuan tributary cannot guarantee the reproduction of the ethnic group. If you want to live, you can join other big clan or venture into the south.

"To the good side, at least the big chief has fulfilled his first promise. We don't have to worry about starving in the desert now, isn't it?"

This sentence makes it impossible for Sinbad to refute. According to the silver moon, even those who have not won the work of going to sea can get a basic ration supply. As long as they undertake the chores of rebuilding the South, they will not starve to death. .

"Not to mention the people of Aosha will also go with us to the Black River Valley, so you don't have to worry too much." Molly smiled and pointed to the ruins of the port in the distance. "Look there... the land that our clan belongs to should be there. Is it near the black tower? If you can stay here all the time."

Simbadi looked in the direction she pointed. The whole clear water port was like a ruined land that was divided into two and a half and was burnt down. There were dilapidated houses and blackened wooden frames everywhere. The wall courtyard was overgrown as if it were People forget to be ruined in general. The other half is already alive, the tents of the sand people are undulating, and the shadows are everywhere in the camp. The damaged house was pushed down, and the newly cut wood was being transported into the wasteland with the sound of screaming.

Molly’s smile made him hope in his heart.

Maybe when his three-month work expires, when you return to the place, should the old tower be replaced with a new wooden house?

The rebuilding town slowly receded until the ship began to fluctuate with the waves, and the endless skyline became the only view.

They entered the sea.