Ah San obviously didn't understand this sentence well enough, but he still translated it according to the original sentence. His father nodded frequently, and then talked a lot, and I seemed to understand a little bit.

Sure enough, after Kumar Ali Darvich met the so-called Allah in Asan's village, his whole body was emitting this kind of sea-blue light. Although the color was different, it was the same feeling that just emitted from my body.

, exactly the same as the description handed down hundreds of years ago, which further proves my conjecture that Kumar Ali

·What Darvich saw was not Allah, but one of the Dragon Sons. With the magical power of the Dragon Ball, he spread the teachings of Sufism. And by some chance, he seemed to predict the future before running away.

The island of Ceylon at that time, which is now Sri Lanka, left some kind of prophecy.

The purpose is to guide me on how to crack the existing mission now. If all this is as I speculated, then I feel it is more necessary to find the dragon ball. It must contain some secrets, maybe

You can truly understand the contract between me and the dragon and the true secret of the organization.

"Asan, tell your father that Kumar Ali Darvich is actually my previous life. A long time ago, I didn't complete a task, so I came back to continue. The person on the old portrait is me

His past life, and my ancestors, all came here with some wishes. I asked him if he would help me and put an end to these damn things." I said slowly.

His father has already regarded me as a substitute for Kumar Ali Darvich. Naturally, he knows everything and tells me everything. How can he disobey my orders? He is a believer in Allah, but more importantly

He is a believer of Kumar Ali Darvich. After all, what Kumar Ali Darvich represents is not Allah’s Islam. So, in other words, Kumar Ali Darvich

Darvich is the god they believe in, and now I am the incarnation of their so-called god.

By this time, I finally felt a bit like the so-called messenger of God. Could this be the reason why Xiao Ai's organization has always known about it? Although Xiao Ai didn't quite understand it, I think they were inseparable.

Asan's father kept kneeling on the boat and could not get up. Asan's translator said that he felt that he had been in trouble with the saint just now and had misunderstood the saint's good intentions. He had made a big mistake and hoped that the saint would punish him.

I really have no way to deal with these blind religious believers. If you ask me how to kill people, beat people or curse people, it’s not a big problem. But if I play the role of a saint to enlighten others, I really don’t have any experience at all.

No.

So I said to Ah San: "I don't mind what your father did. We have been wasted for a long time now. You should understand that sometimes time is everything. I need you to deal with your father immediately and start

Work."

Ah San scratched his head, obviously feeling that it was not appropriate for me to kick the ball to him, but no matter what, even if I spoke and Ah San translated, it would be better for him to just make up a reason that his father could accept.

After all, Ah San's father is not a very shrewd person, otherwise he would not have threatened his life like that just now. Under Ah San's rhetoric, he has believed that the saint will not blame him, but he needs his best assistance.

To make up for his previous mistakes. For him, this is almost an honor. Just now he wanted to commit suicide for the punishment of Allah.

The old man said that he could no longer tell the direction here, and we no longer had a compass. It was unclear where in the Arabian Sea this was.

It almost made me angry to death. It had been noisy for most of the day, and the wind and ocean currents had brought us to an unknown location. Maybe it was right to go against the current, but no one was there now.

Got a grip.

However, none of us have a better grasp now, so we can only go against the ocean current. We roughly judged the direction from the sun, and it should be almost westward. We just hope that nothing else will happen.

"Ye Fei, will we have trouble next?" Xiao Ai asked me.

"Don't worry, I haven't had as many troubles in my life as I have encountered in the past two months, so I can tell you responsibly that troubles may arise at any time." I told Xiao Ai truthfully what I thought.

"Well, I have no choice but to work hard to overcome those troubles." Xiao Ai said mischievously.

"Okay, Your Majesty Queen, if there is any trouble, you will go to court. If there is no trouble, you will go to court if you create trouble." I also said with a smile.

Just like that, we set off again, but what's more difficult than before is that the sun is so strong today that it makes people sweat all over their bodies even if they move a little bit. I don't like this kind of weather, it's hot no matter where I go.

It's not as uncomfortable as the summer in northern China. As long as you hide in a cool corner, you will feel cool. When we were young, we often put up some awnings in certain places and had a lot of fun.

It's about noon now, and the sun is quite strong. After staying on the boat for more than a day, I don't feel seasick anymore. With the help of the Chikiss Dragon Ball, I feel a lot more comfortable. But it's hard for Ah San and

Xiao Ai, the two of them are rarely exposed to such sunshine

Exposed. Xiao Ai was okay. After several years of wilderness survival training, he still managed to survive. It was Ah San’s turn to fall this time. Although he had fished for several years when he was very young, it was just a small hunt.

It's a joke, you can't stay at sea for long, let alone being exposed to such a scorching sun.

Ah San’s father held Ah San with concern. His symptoms were more like dehydration, with chapped lips and purple eye circles. It seemed that he was very tired these past few days, so I motioned to Ah San’s father to let him continue.

At the helm of the boat, Xiao Ai and I are responsible for rescuing Ah San.

He didn't dare to go against the sage's will, and with a little hesitation, he ran behind to paddle. I tried to feed Ah San some water, but it had little effect.

"It's more like he has heat stroke." Xiao Ai said.

"Can black people get heatstroke?" I asked curiously.

"After all, you have been in the city for a long time. Such a high-load workload will be somewhat overwhelming, just like when you ran a five-kilometer cross-country." Xiao Ai just talks and digs.

I have scars.

"That's not what I meant. What I meant was, can you still suffer from heat stroke at sea?" I said with shame.

"Naturally, why can't we get heat stroke at sea? When we are on a boat, the waist below the waist is not too hot due to the sea water, but the head is highly exposed to the sun. The body heat cannot meet the blood supply demand of the brain, so naturally it is very hot.

It's easy to get heatstroke." Xiao Ai explained, but I have never been interested in this type of common sense.

"What should I do?" I asked. When I had heatstroke in the past, I would drink salt water and blow on the fan.

"Put it in a cool place to ventilate it, and then drink salt water." Xiao Ai's answer is the same as mine, but we don't have salt water, nor a cool place, let alone sleep in the cool breeze.

I glanced behind me. Although Ah San's father had been rocking the oar, he was obviously absent-minded. If this continues, the newly eased conflict will definitely rekindle, and Ah San must be revived.

"Salt water is easy to talk about. There is salt water outside our boat." Xiao Ai reminded me.

"Can this water be drunk?" I picked it up and took a sip. The bitter taste made me spit it out again: "You will die if you drink it."

"You're so stupid. Of course you can't drink sea water directly. It's just salt water. If you make it too concentrated, you can't drink it." Xiao Ai taught me.

"Then what can you do?" I felt that taste was still on my tongue.

"Sea water is paired with fresh water. The ratio is ten to one. Ten percent fresh water plus one percent sea water. Although it tastes a bit more unpleasant than ordinary salt water, the effect is similar." After Xiao Ai finished speaking, he went to prepare.

I kept praising Xiao Ai for being smart, but she didn't leave me idle and asked me to find a cool place on the boat.

This problem is much easier to explain. I spread the sail, untied the rope, and squeezed it diagonally to the side of the boat. I found a shady place in that simple way.

Xiao Ai fed Ah San some mixed water, and then I moved him over and used my clothes to create some cool breeze. After a while, Ah San opened his eyes slightly. Otherwise, Ah San would be...

He is more shrewd. If it were me, he would not be able to figure out the situation when he first opened his eyes. But as soon as he woke up, he understood that it was me and Xiao Ai who saved him: "Thank you, boss. I didn't expect that after so many years of hanging around outside, it turned out that

Even my housekeeping skills are gone."

I comforted him not to take it too seriously, and then Xiao Ai and I drank some of this water, just in case we got heat stroke. Ah San’s father saw that he had woken up, and wiped away his old tears.

I started to feel more energetic at work.

What a fool, I cursed in my heart, I just wanted to ask your son to be buried with you. Now I can't pretend to be moved. This is not the time to be so arrogant. I would rather die than let us find a stove.

The good thing about Xiao Ai is that she knows to remind me at certain times to restrain myself when I should restrain myself. My expression has clearly revealed my thoughts, so she reminded me to pay attention in time. I immediately became

With a smile on his face, he gestured to Asan's father: OK, your son is already awake. If he rests for a while, he will be able to work vigorously again!

The old man didn't know whether he understood what I meant, but he kept pointing his thumb at me, and he seemed to understand. This was quite fashionable for him, but the grin that followed made him laugh.
Chapter completed!