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Chapter 57 Millions of Fishing Boats and Millions of Lamps
"Look, the sea world."
Qiu Bodeng stretched out his hand and pressed Shi Wuluo's shoulder, motioning him to stop the boat.
In the distance, on the waterline, a row of white stone pillars towered out to the sea.
The water is like fire, and Tang Tangyang rushes from the bottom of the column, with the stone column as the boundary, the water is unpredictable outside, there may be stormy waves at any time, and the water is calm and peaceful at all times, like a majestic and silent father and brother, Spread out your long, mighty arms, and guard thousands of boats in its arms.
The iron ropes of the city boundary open in the morning and close in the evening, and it is the sunrise on the sea, and the day comes and goes.
Boom, boom, boom.
The morning drum turns twice, the beasts loose the iron rope.
"The sun is out-"
"The sea gate is open-"
First one person sang, and then millions of people joined together:
"Come on!"
The anchor pulls are stacked, and the mighty oncoming is oncoming, the barely visible shirtless guys are struggling to pull the ropes, and the morning sun plated their backs in bronze. The sound of the water and the sound of the iron cables sinking became a clatter, the sound of the horns turned abruptly, the men's backs suddenly straightened, and the iron anchors broke out of the sea, carrying strings of water splashes.
Boom!
The morning drum spun three times, and the city boundary burst open.
Millions of awnings are plucked out, millions of oars shake, and millions of boats pour out of the sea pillars. All ships have a wind pole, a golden crow statue on the top, and five taels of feathers on the feet. The sky light swept over the ends of all the phase wind poles, and reflected into a million blazing fires on Jinwu's back.
"On a good day, Wu Fei was shocked. [1]"
Qiu Bodeng stood up lightly, stepped barefoot on the bow of the boat, turned around and spread his arms, the long wind blew his sleeves, and the black smock turned bright red.
"One million fishing boats and one million lights."
Behind him, the sun wheel has just risen in half, and the other half is broken into a brilliant piece of splendor on the surface of the sea. The candle south fishing boat sailed out from the golden sun, and the arc spread out, like countless paper lanterns in the blue sky, full of fires drawn from the countless rising sun, rushing to all directions, coming to light the whole world.
"Tianguang is happy, Wanzhou is happy." Shi Wuluo said softly, "Is that right?"
Qiu Bodeng smiled at him, neither saying right nor wrong.
He passed his hand to Shi Wuluo.
Shi Wuluo grabbed him, was pulled up by him, and stood side by side at the head of the boat.
The sun gradually rose above the sea.
Groups of whale-like fishing boats gradually dispersed, small sampans and big boats, swaying gently, swaying thousands of water marks on the vast sea, the water marks swayed one after another, and smashed one after another. The old boatman opened his throat and sang the far-flung "Bad of the Sea Mountain" while holding the pole.
"Ask Lang who is his sweetheart, and which wave do you ask Brother to ride?"
"Ask me who is my sweetheart, and how many back burns are you asking for brother?"
"Ask Lang which sweetheart, when will you jump into my cabin?"
"..."
The tunes turn a hundred times, and the rumors rise.
"There is a golden-coated fish in the Cangming Sea near Zhunan, which can be about ten feet long. It only floats to the sea at sunrise. The fishermen in Zhunan call the golden-coated fish caught by the first net of Chenhang as the 'Golden Fish'. Fish '." Qiu Bodeng showed his professional quality in eating, drinking, and having fun as a top slut. "Golden fish is cooked with clear bamboo wine, cooked on a small fire, and tastes fresh and meat. Walk around, come and buy fish."
He was in high spirits, on a whim, and even rolled up his sleeves to try the scull.
After shaking it twice, the boat is very face-saving...
Turned around in place on the sea.
"Zi, you're doing the wrong shake. Go out a little bit, don't shake too much the first time. Yes, that's it." A fast sampan boat passed by them. Dark and shiny, he pointed twice with a smile, "Oh, such a strong scull is rare!"
Qiu Bodeng tried again.
call out
The flat boat slanted and went straight to the old fisherman's sampan boat.
"You can't do it, you can't do it," the old fisherman casually propped up his pole, and the small sampan lightly avoided it, shaking his head again and again, "Change the one from your family, change him!"
Shi Wu Luo just got off the boat when he heard the words and smiled lightly.
"..."
Qiu Bodeng shoved the oar into his hand and gritted his teeth: "I can't buy the biggest goldfish today. Just like Elder Jun, you can hang on for three hundred years."
"Um."
Shi Wuluo waved the oars, and the boat swept out like a light feather, sailing across the sparkling sea.
... um, um, just put away the smile.
Qiu Bodeng gritted his teeth and didn't want to look at him, so he simply sat directly on the side of the boat, making it more difficult for him to row, intentionally or not.
After a meeting.
Qiu Bodeng silently sat back on the head of the boat.
Where he sits has no effect on Shi Wuluo's boating...
In that case, why did he waste that energy and feel wronged sitting in an unfamiliar place?
After kicking the spray for a while on the bow, Qiu Bodeng took out the root bowl and began to tap the white porcelain altar repeatedly. The wine jar was empty, and the sound of knocking was empty, so he scooped a small half jar of water into it, and sang "The Ballad of Sea Mountain" to the sound of the jar.
"There is a sea in the south of the candle, how deep is the sea and how many cups?"
"The sea is so deep, two cups, one cup to drink and one cup to add."
"There is a mountain in the south of the candle, how high is the mountain?"
"The mountain is as high as two bells, and one bell sings and one bell sleeps."
"..."
His voice is clear and loud, not as open-minded and open-minded as the old fishermen sing after fighting with countless waves and tides, but he has a kind of wanton behavior that is young and ignorant. In the tone of the fisherman, it seems that the ocean has really turned into his wine in his cup, and Chongshan has really turned into a bell on his pillow.