Pirate's I'll become stronger by fishing

Chapter 125

In the extinct sea area, the Longteng Wanli and Kidd pirate ship are still sailing one after another.

There is an island not far in front of them.

Most of the islands are made of black rocks.

From a distance, it looks like a desert island. This is the destination of Zhang Jun and others, death island.

At this time, there are three days before the opening of the death ghost.

"Let's separate here. See you at the ghost of death."

Kidd went to Zhang Jun and said.

The death island is big, and Kidd obviously wants to go.

Zhang Jun nodded. He didn't have the habit of prying into other people's private affairs.

Then Kidd took his men and drove his boat with a hole.

"All right, misoga, get ready to land!"

Zhang Jun turned his eyes back to misoga.

Longteng Wanli approached the shore slowly.

The death island is not completely devoid of biological activity.

Because the formation of death island is actually due to the active volcano below.

According to Lan Ling's book, the volcano erupts every hundred years.

So there will always be some creatures during this period.

In addition, the death ghost, which is opened almost regularly every year, has attracted many people, so the interior of the death island is still very lively at this time.

"This time you don't want to go shopping by yourself. It's an extraordinary time."

When they got off the ship, Zhang Jun put away the Longteng Wanli and gave an order.

Hill and others naturally and readily agreed.

There happened to be no ships coming at this time.

But Zhang Jun found that there were many ships coming in advance in some reef shelters.

Most of them are pirate ships, and some fishing boats can be seen occasionally.

Almost all the pirates come to search for treasure. After all, there are many ships wrecked in the dead ghost, many of which carry a lot of treasure.

One of the most famous is a treasure called matsumotogawa.

It is said that a long time ago, Matsumoto was a pirate who crossed this route.

I don't know how much treasure I plundered.

One day, he did not know what crazy, with all the treasures into the death ghost.

The result never came out again.

Later, the ghost of death gradually spread. In order to find the treasure he lost inside, countless pirates gather here every year.

Of course, there is a divine object weaker than the four ancient weapons. Almost no one knows about it except Zhang Jun and his party.

However, when Zhang Jun learned the story of Matsumoto Chuan from Lan Ling, an idea welled up in his heart.

Matsumoto decided to go to the ghost of death just to find that thing!

Although he didn't know how Matsumoto knew, Zhang Jun's intuition told him that Matsumoto's purpose was the same as him!

At this time, Zhang Jun and his party are walking on a road trampled by people who have come to the death island in recent decades.

At the end of the road is an empty valley.

The valley is dimly lit.

"Brother Jun, look, it's terrible..."

Hill pulled little Shirley over and said.

Zhang Jun looked at Hill's fingers.

There was a dark cave on the left side of the valley. There was a scream from time to time, accompanied by a bloody red light.

"Go and have a look."

Zhang Jun suddenly became interested. Isn't there a place to torture prisoners?

But this is an ownerless island. How can anyone build any prison here?

Hill and little Shiro were a little timid, but misoga, who was not brave at first, was full of interest.

Zhang Jun doesn't know, but Hill and others know the reason for misoga.

He is pretending to be a tiger. When Zhang Jun is not here, he is holding his tail. When Zhang Jun is there, he is not afraid of anything

Misogaxing rushed to take the lead, and the people walked past.

"Boss, go, go in and have a look!"

Misoga came to the hole and turned to Zhang Jun.

Hill pulled at the corner of his mouth. This misoga is really

Zhang Jun heard that as soon as he was close to the cave, an old man came out of the nearby rock.

"Lying trough!"

Zhang Jun had noticed that someone was hiding, so he didn't have an accident, but the old man's appearance really scared him.

His skin was scorched black, his eyes were all white, his clothes were ragged, and he looked more terrible than a ghost.

"Cough! Old man, are you?"

Zhang Jun motioned them to lay down their weapons and said something to him.

"There is magma below. There is no treasure."

The old man's voice was hoarse, like a ghost climbing out of hell.

"Hey, over there! Don't leave this strange old man!"

Just when Zhang Jun wanted to ask something, a voice came out of the valley.

A passer-by dressed as a standard sailor was threatening the old man.

Without making any sound, the old man quietly removed his white eyes from Zhang Jun and his party, then turned and staggered away.

"Brother, he is so poor..."

Little Shirang, whose heart is still pure, said with some discomfort.

He seemed to recall how his mother had been bullied.

"It's okay. He has his life. It's difficult for us to help him. As long as he's still here, he will face these."

Zhang Jun said helplessly that everyone has his own survival track.

"If you feel really bad, you can send him some food or something, and then ask him if he wants to leave here. If so, you can come back with us."

Suddenly, Zhang Jun remembered that there were often some hermits and experts like this in the novels he had read, so he said to Xiao Shilang.

At this time, Zhang Jun remembered to see the old man's combat effectiveness.

Zhang Jun looked at the old man's back and felt very surprised.

This is the first time he has met a man with zero combat effectiveness.

Even the original little Shiro had five!

He shook his head and Zhang Jun no longer thought about it.

At this time, Xiao Shilang, who heard Zhang Jun speak, nodded.

Then Zhang Jun took out some food and handed it to him.

The young man immediately said thank you, and then ran to the old man with short legs.

"A bunch of fools!"

Passerby a looked at the scene on the road, put Zhang Jun's words into his ears, then scolded in a low voice and turned away.

Several people's senses were excellent, so they naturally heard the words of passer-by a.

Except for hill, they didn't hear it, because they really didn't want to quarrel with a scum.

But Hill doesn't think so. Whoever offends himself should be punished.

So, Hill jade finger inched, a drop of green liquid appeared on the passer-by's head, quietly dripping on his neck.

"Hill!"

Zhang Jun turned his head and shouted with some dissatisfaction.

"Oh, brother Jun, this man is so annoying that we should teach him a lesson!"

Hill pouted.

"Besides, people just let him itch for a few days..."

Hill pinched the corner of his coat and said pitifully.

Zhang Jun had no choice but to nod. Anyway, it was just itching. There should be no accident.