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Chapter 630 Is it possible?

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    Tangtang looked at the terrain map carefully: "There are Baihua Island, Nanfeng Island and Dongming Island here. Are they all uninhabited islands?"

    Feng Tinglie nodded: "There used to be docks and fishermen there. The sea tide flooded the three islands decades ago. They were only exposed in the past three or four years, and the people are still very scared."

    The last three or four years?  Is the timing such a coincidence?

    Tangtang asked: "Then do you and your brothers often go there?"

    "I've been there once or twice, both to capture deserters from the Chen Kingdom. There have been no ships lately. There's no one there, no food or drink. We can only go back and forth after a sentry post is built."

    "According to your experience as a pirate for so many years," Tangtang clicked on the three circled islands, "will you settle here?"

    Feng Tinglie shook his head: "No. The wind and waves there are very strong, and it is like this all year round, but it is especially dangerous at this time of year."

    ¡°In addition, the island is vast and flat, and any defenses and warnings can be easily discovered. It is really not a good place to be.¡±

    Tangtang asked Tang Bi to find all the state records about these three islands. Among the books in the room, only two briefly covered the three islands.

    "One is a record of natural disasters in the twelve states over the past two hundred years, and the other is a record of the folk customs of the twelve states.

    The three islands have experienced more than a dozen large tides and more than a hundred small tides in the past two hundred years, all of which were very destructive.

    So the people there are scattered, most of them are fishermen or pearl divers, and they live for three to five years at most, unlike other islands that have clans that last for hundreds of years.

    The other book is about the folklore records of the Twelve States, which records a burial method of the people here, which is tomb sinking on land.

    After the ancestors of the Twelve States came here, they built a large cemetery near the three islands for future generations to bury here.

    They built large tracts of tombs and several secret tunnels, and then led seawater to flood the tombs and sink them to the bottom of the water to ensure peace after death.

    Only their cronies know the specific location of the tomb and the way to enter the tunnel, so in addition to the twelve surnames in the twelve states, there is also a unique clan, the Shuiling clan.

    The Shuiling clan is the descendant of the close relatives of the ancestors of the Twelve States. They have guarded the sunken tombs on the ground for generations. Whenever a family leader dies, they are responsible for pushing the shells into the tombs on the seabed.

    The tomb tunnel and the Shuiling clan are both mysterious. The only record is a large tide that hit Nanfeng Island more than a hundred years ago.

    After the natural disaster, officials from Dongzhou Prefecture rescued a member of the Shuiling clan. In order to repay the favor of saving his life, the tribesman took the officials to look for the Night Pearl in the undersea tomb, but they never returned.

    A hundred years have passed, and not many people know about the tombs on land. It is said that the Shuiling clan has become extinct. These rumors have become stories to coax children.

    After flipping through the folklore book, the three people said in unison: "Could the sunken tomb on land be the so-called ancient temple?"

    Feng Tinglie slapped his thigh: "I'll send someone down to look for him right now!"

    "Where are you going to find it?"

    Tangtang quickly pulled the person back: "Brother Yu Ji and Izumi are both Sharks. They were beaten like this when they left. Can your brothers come back?"

    Feng Tinglie asked anxiously: "What should we do? If the second brother is really taken there, how many days can he survive? How long ago was the letter from the young master?"

    Tangtang said: ¡°If people don¡¯t know where the tombs are on land, how can fish not know them?¡±

    "What do you mean?"

    "Don't ask, your help will be indispensable when the time comes."

    After sending Feng Tinglie away, Tangtang immediately summoned the officials from Qintian Prison and asked them to calculate a sunny day and go to Nanfeng Island to pray for blessings.

    In two days, an altar was set up on the island, as well as various magical instruments for praying.

    Tangtang¡¯s dragon boat arrived at Nanfeng Island early on the third day.

    According to the usual practice, Ming Wuci was responsible for pretending to be her, while she was responsible for chatting with Feng Tinglie about the fish he caught.

    Feng Tinglie was afraid that the variety of fish was not enough and he would miss the fish that knew the inside story, so he netted dozens of fish and kept them on both sides of the king's boat, making the whole boat rock.

    Tangtang asked as he fished one fish after another.

    In order to save time, we also asked the fish to tell each other. As a result, all the fish in the net were asked, and none of them knew about land burial.

    "Can you do it or not?"

    Feng Tinglie was shirtless, exposing his dark skin, and threw two large nets into the water.

    "You can do it, just ask!"

      Tangtang sat on the white snake to enjoy the coolness. There was a rattlesnake above her head, holding up a handful of leaves to block the sun. She crossed her legs and proudly ate the iced fruit juice sent by the palace maid.

    Feng Tinglie was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, and he scolded her viciously: "You are a fool."

    Tangtang narrowed her eyes and stretched out her arms and legs: "Little beauty, I am lying down with pain in my waist and back, please give me a beating."

    The maids blushed with embarrassment and began to beat them gently.

    ""

    Feng Tinglie was speechless and his fingers clenched.

    After a while, the pirates dragged up two bags of strange fish, shrimps and shells. Tangtang climbed up and asked the white flower snake to carry her on her back and continued to ask.

    So from morning to evening, the blessing ceremony has been over for several hours, but there is still no clue about the sunken tomb.

    "Your Majesty, it's time to go back."

    Tang Bi came over and saluted: "Qin Tianjian predicts that there will be another storm in three hours. If we don't go back, there will be a heavy storm on the road."

    "I know, wait until the last one comes online, then leave after asking."

    Tangtang held her sleeves up and stood on the shore feeling the increasing wind. The waves were being pushed ashore one after another, along with conchs, small fish and shrimps.

    She put the conch back into the sea, fished it out again, shook the seaweed and water and put it to her ear: "What did you say?"

    The buzzing sound of the conch seems to be very close yet very far away. It is the sound of the ocean tide at sunset.

    In an instant, Tangtang¡¯s eyes lit up and she waved to Feng Tinglie on the king¡¯s boat: ¡°Fourth brother, no need to use the net anymore, I¡¯ve asked.¡±

    "What did you ask about?"

    Feng Tinglie jumped into the sea with his arms holding the fishing boat, strode onto the shore, and looked at her eagerly.

    "In Baihua Island, the exit of Baihua Tomb is the entrance to the Tomb Sinking Tunnel."

    The smile on Feng Tinglie's face suddenly stiffened: "The Tomb of Hundred Flowers is a legend, and according to legend, it has sunk to the bottom of the sea for more than a hundred years."

    Tangtang nodded: "It's the one that sank. It's not a legend. The Baihua Tomb does exist on Baihua Island, but no one has found it."

    "That was one of the tunnels of the sunken tomb. In order to cover up its traces, the Shuiling tribe lied and claimed that the Baihua Tomb was flooded. In fact, it has always been under the control of the Shuiling tribe."

    Feng Tinglie looked at her doubtfully: "Are you sure?"

    Tangtang held up the conch: "What it said, I believe it."

    Feng Tinglie looked at the rolling clouds in the sky and the upcoming heavy storm. He gritted his teeth:

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