Under the brilliant starry sky, a small bamboo raft is floating on the dark sea.

More than a month has passed since Zuo Qingcang went out to sea.

He lay on the bamboo raft like this, his eyes fixedly looking at the stars in the sky, dazed and dazed.

Since he came to this world, Zuo Qingcang has been running all the way, struggling and struggling between life and death. Only after lying on this bamboo raft can he have the time to carefully look at the starry sky.

But since he observed the starry sky on the bamboo raft on the first day, he discovered something was wrong.

In the night sky to the northwest, the Big Dipper is in the row, and the Milky Way hangs in the night sky like a belt of light, and Lyra and Aquila look at each other on both sides of the Milky Way.

The northeast of Lyra is the cross-shaped Cygnus.

These constellations and the four major triangles in the Milky Way are called the summer triangle, which is an important symbol of the summer starry sky in the northern hemisphere of the earth.

"This is the earth?"

No matter how many times Zuo Qingcang looked at the starry sky in front of him, he could only make this judgment. But if this is really the earth, why is the history, terrain, and environment of this planet all different from that of the earth? Or is this the so-called parallel world? The planets are the same, but the history and landforms are completely different?

Zuo Qingcang could not judge.

And this is not just this one thing. Since he was resurrected from the ancient tomb that time, Zuo Qingcang has found that his physical strength has increased greatly. Even the innate qi of the Xiayin that had not been cleared before, he suddenly understood and took another solid step in martial arts.

What is even more incredible is that his left eyeball, which had been poached by Mirage Sect, actually grew again. Or it shouldn't be said to have grown, but Zuo Qingcang didn't know how to describe it.

According to the image seen on the sea, his newly appeared eyeballs were as dark as ink, and there was no whites at all, just like a black pearl.

Not only is it a change in appearance, but the new left eye is stronger than the original one. He can focus according to Zuo Qingcang's thoughts, and he can see the subtleties like a magnifying glass, or see the scenes in the distance like a telescope.

He even has night vision and infrared. When he uses infrared vision to observe himself, he can see himself who has penetrated his innate energy, just like a big fireball, constantly emitting heat around him.

This left eye gives Zuo Qingcang the feeling that it is not like an eye, but more like a machine.

‘I just don’t know if there will be a life-span of "night sea" in these eyes that have grown up."

Thinking of the Mirage Sect taking away his eyes and life, Zuo Qingcang's cold face also showed a hint of hatred. Unfortunately, he did not practice Taoism, nor did he have spiritual power to use, and he could not detect whether there was spiritual power in his new left eye.

As for the two books stole from the ancient tomb, they were all recorded in ancient characters from Yunren, and Zuo Qingcang could not understand them at all. He could only find an opportunity to learn these ancient characters after landing.

At this moment, Zuo Qingcang's left eye moved slightly and saw a little fire light coming up on the northern coast. As Zuo Qingcang's left eye pupils continued to shrink, the scene on the distant sea gradually appeared in front of him.

"It seems like a fishing boat."

...

More than an hour later, several men on the fishing boat yelled and "salvage" Zuo Qingcang from the sea. At this time, Zuo Qingcang was living in a deserted island for more than half a year and floating on the bamboo raft for more than a month. Not only did his hair look like weeds, but his whole body was dirty like a savage. His skin was exposed to the scorching sun, making him look extremely dark.

But because of this, no one saw Zuo Qingcang's left eye under the cover of his long hair like a weed.

A big man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and beard asked, "Damn, boy, how long have you been drifting on the sea for such a dirty look?"

"It's about two months." Zuo Qingcang told a little lie here: "I encountered a shipwreck and was wandered in a deserted island. I finally escaped. I'm so grateful to you when I met you all for help."

The bearded man waved his hand indifferently and said proudly: "It's normal for everyone to help each other on the sea. You have been floating in the sea for too long, so you must be cold and hungry. Let's go to the cabin first to rest, drink a bowl of hot soup and eat an egg to get rid of the cold, and then have a nap."

"Xiaolan, take care of this brother."

Just as he was talking, a girl of fifteen or sixteen walked out of the cabin. The girl had a slender figure, wheat-colored skin, and her height was far beyond the standards of this era, reaching about 1.75 meters, and under a small blue skirt, she also had a pair of straight and slender thighs.

Because of working on the sea, the girl's wheat-colored thighs have more muscles than ordinary girls, which looks extremely round and even more sinister.

However, although her skin has been exposed to the sun for a long time, due to her young age, her limbs and the skin on her face are still delicate. However, compared to the girl's hot figure, her face can only be called cute. Even so, she is still a rare little beauty.

However, Zuo Qingcang just glanced at her slightly, said thank you, and followed the girl down to the cabin. His left eye turned around without moving his head, constantly collecting information about several people on the boat.

Under infrared vision, the girl and several other fishermen on the boat were just ordinary people with strong bodies. Only the bearded man who was suspected to be the boss of the boat was constantly emitting faint flames on his right arm. Although the degree was very weak, it was indeed a natural qi.

‘The innate qi seems to have practiced a little bit.’ As he walked into the cabin, Zuo Qingcang thought: ‘The other fishermen seem to have practiced martial arts as well.’

Just as Zuo Qingcang was thinking this, Xiaolan, who was jumping in front of him, said, "You can rest here for a while, I'll get some food for you."

"Okay. Is there any trouble, can you give me a knife and a few strips of cloth?" Zuo Qingcang pointed to his head: "There are almost maggots on this head."

"I understand." The girl laughed and left with a series of silver bell-like sounds.

The girl named Xiaolan looked innocent and charming. Even if Zuo Qingcang was just a stranger, she was still dirty all over. She didn't show any disgust or disgust on her face, which made Zuo Qingcang feel good about her.

After a while, Xiaolan brought a bowl of hot soup, a pair of scissors and a few cloth pieces to the cabin, and an egg was still soaked in the soup.

Zuo Qingcang first drank the soup and the eggs, then wrapped the left eye with a piece of cloth, then picked up scissors and started to take care of his hair.

Xiaolan sat aside, looked at Zuo Qingcang wrapping his left eye with a cloth piece, and asked curiously: "Did your eyes be injured?"

"I'm blind, I'm afraid I'll scare you, so I'll wrap it up."

After a while, Xiaolan watched the weeds on Zuo Qingcang's head being cut off one by one, gradually revealing its original appearance, and suddenly murmured: "You are so beautiful."

Zuo Qingcang smiled and said, "Oh? Is that right?"

In front of ordinary people, Zuo Qingcang seemed to have become an ordinary young man, hiding all the coldness in his heart.

"I'm going to wash the dishes."

Seeing Zuo Qingcang's smiling face, Xiaolan didn't know what she thought of. Her little face turned red and she ran away with the bowl. But she ran a few steps, suddenly turned back, and asked with a blush in her face, "By the way, I don't know what your name is yet."
Chapter completed!