1093: Safe area

1093: Safe area

Oliver was safe and sound, and was still in a safe area. The rocks were so dark that they could not see their hands. Only in the interval between the two heads could the entrance be halfway out, and the beauties could come in through. Oliver was still trying to find Miss Campbell, where would she find a place to hide?...but it was useless.

He shouted, "Miss Campbell's sister-select Miss Campbell"

Suddenly, he heard a voice answering him: "Mr. Oliver, Mr. Oliver." How indescribable his feelings were at this moment.

Miss Campbell is alive.

But where would she escape the attack from lànghuā?

Oliver climbed forward along the inner wall deep in the rock on the ramp.

On the left rock wall, due to the shrinkage of basalt, a piece of rock wall was concave, like a small nest, and the pillars were also divided on both sides. The mouth of the concave wall was quite wide, but the inside was narrower and narrower, so that it could only accommodate one person. According to legend, this concave wall was called "Finger's chair".

Miss Campbell was hiding here, and the influx of the sea scared her.

A few hours ago, the water fell down and the entrance of the rock could easily pass through. The reckless girl walked in and went through her daily visit. At that time, she was in a daze again, not realizing that the surging water was approaching her. She didn't notice anything that was happening outside. When she wanted to go out, the water had already swarmed in and could no longer find the exit. How scared she was at this moment

But Miss Campbell was still very clear-headed; she tried to hide it, and tried two or three times to think of the pillars outside, but she failed. She risked being swept away many times, and finally she finally arrived at the Finger's chair.

Oliver saw her curled up there, and his head had not hit her yet.

"Ah Miss Campbell," he shouted, "Why are you so uncautious? When the storm comes, we thought you were on the way."

"You are here to save me, Mr. Oliver," said Miss Campbell, who was deeply moved by the courage of the young man and was less afraid of the risks she was about to take.

"I'm here to help you out, Miss Campbell, with God's help, I will succeed, aren't you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid anymore...I'm not afraid... You are here, I'm not afraid of anything... Besides, in front of the magnificent landscape here, can I have any other feelings besides praising me...Look!"

Miss Campbell retreated to the depths of the wall. Suddenly, a head suddenly lifted up and was about to hit her. Oliver quickly stood in front of her and tried to protect her.

Both of them were silent. Does Oliver still need to speak so that she can understand? And to express Miss Campbell's inner feelings at this moment, how pale and powerless the language is

The young man looked anxiously at the danger outside. He was not worried about himself, but about Miss Campbell. Hearing the howling wind and the roar of the sea, wasn't she aware that the storm had arrived and was getting worse? Didn't he see the waterline rising as the water rises? In a few more hours, the water will accumulate the water all over the rock.

Where will the sea rise? The surging of the outer sea makes it rise extraordinary? Unforeseen, but one thing is obvious that the rock is filled with water little by little. If it is not completely black inside, it is because the làng peak is still blurredly soaked in the light outside. There are also some wide phosphor plates scattered around, like a kind of electric light flashing. The phosphor plates hang on the corners of the basalt rock, illuminating the edges of the prism, leaving behind a dim white light.

The moment the light flashed, Oliver turned to Miss Campbell. He looked at her with a moving look, not just the danger that made her very moved.

Miss Campbell smiled, attracted by the magnificent landscape, a storm in the rock dong

At this time, a stronger rush continued to the depression of the Finger chair. Oliver thought that he and her must be rolled out.

He hugged the young girl like a treasure, and the sea was about to take her away from him.

"Oliver Oliver..." Miss Campbell couldn't help but shout in panic.

"Don't be afraid, Helena" Oliver replied, "I will protect you, Helena...I..."

He said, how can he protect her? If lànghuā becomes more and more fierce and the water becomes higher and higher, even if the deep depression of the wall cannot be kept, how can he prevent her from being attacked by the fierce lànghuā? Where should he find a place to hide? Where can he find a place to avoid the tumbling sea? Whether these may be realized is really hard to say.

First, be calm. Oliver is calm and acts decisively.

He needed to be calmer, otherwise, the young girl would eventually lose her power, at least she was exhausted. This protracted battle made her exhausted, which would have a reaction on her. Oliver already felt that she was getting weaker and weaker. Although he felt that there was no hope, he still wanted her to relieve her.

"Helena...my dear Helena" he whispered, "I only knew that when I returned to Orban... it was you... thanks to you, I was rescued from the Courivilcan vortex."

"Oliver...you know everything," Miss Campbell replied, his voice almost gone.

"Yes...I'll repay you today...I'm going to rescue you from Finger Rock Dong"

Water had hit the corner of the concave wall. How could Oliver dare to say that he could only barely protect his companion and prevent her from being attacked by Water. Two or three times he was almost swept away... He resisted and was not swept away because he felt Miss Campbell's arms tied to him, knowing that the sea would sweep her away with him, and he made extraordinary efforts to withstand it.

It was nine:30 pm. The storm was at its strongest. The surging water rushed into the rocks and hit the depths and walls like an avalanche. The sound was deafening. The sea water was so fierce that some basalt blocks fell from the rocks and smashed some black dongs on the phosphorescent foam.

Under this unstoppable attack, will the rock pillar collapse bit by bit? Will the arch collapse? Oliver thought of this. He felt a little weak, but he resisted it and did not give up. This was because the lack of fresh air in the rock. The air came in with lànghuā and was taken out when he returned to lànghuā and was sucked completely by lànghuā.

Under such circumstances, Miss Campbell was exhausted and had no strength and fainted suddenly.

"Oliver...Oliver..." she whispered and lay in his arms.

Oliver and the young girl were curled up in the deepest part of the wall. He had felt her cold and lost consciousness. He wanted to warm her and pass all the remaining heat on her body to her.

But the water has reached his waist. If he loses consciousness, the two of them will be finished.

But the brave young man could resist for a few hours. He held Miss Campbell and blocked the sea water for her. He leaned against the basalt and fought hard. He fought in the darkness. The phosphorescence disappeared and the rocks were completely dark. It was filled with continuous impacts, roars and howling sounds. Now, no sound of the Selma was back in the Finger Palace but filled with the terrifying barking of dogs on the Kamchatka Peninsula. These dogs, Michelle said well: "A large group, thousands, barking at the roaring waves in the long night, they fought fiercely with the Arctic Ocean."

Finally, the water began to fall. As the water fell, Oliver could see that the head of the outer sea calmed down a little. At that time, the rock was pitch black, and in contrast, the outside was like daytime...c/o/m, the hand was very fast.) The jumping sea water no longer blocked the rock's exit. In the half-light and half-darkness, the exit was vaguely lurked.

Soon, only some lànghuās surged to the sill of the Finger chair. Now, no lasso, with no lànghuā patterns, came over and pulled it out. A glimmer of hope arose in Oliver's heart.

From the sea outside, midnight has passed. In another two hours, there will be no làng head on the ramp protection road. People can walk from above. In the darkness, you must try to see this line of light, and it will definitely come in the end.

The time to leave Rock Dong is here.

But Miss Campbell had not recovered her consciousness. Oliver hugged her, and she was not angry at all. He slid out of Finger's chair and began to walk down the narrow convex. The sea water had bent the iron pillars and pulled them out and broken them.

A làng rushed over, he paused, or took a step back. Finally, just as Oliver was about to reach the outer corner, the last water rolled, wrapping him up inside. He thought that Miss Campbell and him would be knocked into the rock wall and crushed to pieces, or they were washed into the vortex that roared at their feet... He made a last effort, and he stopped and took advantage of the space where the sea water retreated and ran out of the rock.

In an instant, he reached the corner of the cliff and found the Melville brothers, Patridge and Mrs. Beth. They waited there all night.

She escaped from him. At this time, the peak that Oliver Jing and physical strength had reached disappeared. After he put Miss Campbell in Mrs. Beth's arms, he fell to the foot of the rock and could not move.

Without his sacrifice, Helena would not have lived out of Finger Rock.

After a few minutes, deep in the Curranchere Rock, Miss Campbell woke up due to fresh air. She seemed to have just had a dream, and Oliver was with her from beginning to end. And because of her own rashness, she could not even remember the dangers she had faced.

She couldn't speak yet, but when she saw Oliver Sinclair, tears of emotion poured into her eyes, and she turned her hand to her savior.

Sam and Sibu couldn't say a word, and hugged the young man tightly. Mrs. Beth kept curtsy at him, and Partridge wanted to hug him in particular.

Facing the clear sky outside the sea, he suddenly remembered something, and now the thoughts that lingered in his mind completely forgot it.

"Green Light" he shouted. "If there is any time for us to observe it, isn't it now? No clouds, no fog. Yesterday the terrible wind blew, and the clouds and air were thrown far to the east. It can be said that there will be no such sky again. Miss Campbell may not have thought of what wonderful sunset will be there tonight... should be informed... don't be too late..."

Oliver was happy to return to Helena for such a natural reason and walked towards Currancheer Rock.

After a while, he met Miss Campbell and her two uncles again. They looked at him affectionately, and Mrs. Beth held his hand.

"Miss Campbell," he said, "you're better...you can tell... you've recovered, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Oliver," said Miss Campbell, and she was moved when she saw the young man.

"I think," Oliver said, "You'd better go to the high ground and have some fresh air. After the storm wash, the air is good. The sun is beautiful, and it will cheer you up."

"Mr. Sinclair is right," Sam said.

"It makes sense." Sibu followed.

"And," said Oliver, "if my premonition is correct, your greatest wish will come true in a few hours."

"My greatest wish?" Miss Campbell muttered, as if she was talking to herself.

"Yes, the sky is very pure. When the sun sets, there may not be clouds in the sky."

"Is it possible?" Sam shouted.

"Is it possible?" Sibu also shouted.

Sinclair said again: "I can believe you will see the green light tonight."

"Green Light" Miss Campbell responded.

It seemed that she was searching for what the green light was in some memories.

"Ah...yes..." she continued, "We're here to see the green light."

"Walk" Sam was happy for having the opportunity to pull the young girl out of the chaotic state, and the young girl seemed to be sleeping in it. "Go, walk from the other side of the island."

"We'd better come back and have supper." Sibu said happily.

It was five o'clock in the evening.

Under Oliver's leadership, the family, including Mrs. Beth and Partridge, immediately left the Curranchere Rock Dong, climbed the wooden stairs and reached the edge of the upper highlands.

How excited were to see the two uncles when they saw such a beautiful sky. The radiant celestial bodies slowly slid down the sky. Perhaps they were a little exaggerated, but they never acted as if they were looking at the green light. It seemed that it was mainly for them, not Miss Campbell, that everyone had moved so many times and endured so many hardships, from the farmhouse in Helensburg to Stafford Island, and passed Yona and Oban in the middle.

Indeed, the sunset would certainly be beautiful that night. Even the coldest, vulgar and practical merchants and Canongoth wholesalers would be amazed at the magnificent sea before them.

The salt gas distilled from the breeze from the outside of the sea was immersed in the atmosphere. In such air, Miss Campbell's spirit doubled, as if it was resurrected. Her beautiful eyes were wide open and she looked at the Atlantic Ocean in front of her. Her tired and white cheeks appeared again with the unique roses on her face. She was so beautiful that her body exuded endless charm. Oliver walked a little behind and observed her quietly. In the past, he had always walked with her naturally, but now he was very uneasy and panicked, and he didn't even dare to look up at her.

The Melville brothers, as bright as the sun, were radiating. They were talking to the sun, asking it to find a place without fog to fall, begging it to send them the last light at the end of this wonderful day.

The two of them recited Osion's poems one by one.

"Oh, you rolled over our heads, round as the shield of your grandfather, tell us, where your light comes from, Oh, the divine sun, where your eternal light comes from?"

"Your solemn beauty grows with the sun and the stars disappear in your sky, the pale cold moon hides in the western waters, only you are moving, oh sun."

"Who will be your travel companion? The moon retreats in the sky, and only you are still the same. You are always happy for your shining life."

"When thunder rolls and lightning, you walk out of the clouds, it's so beautiful, you laugh at the storm."

Everyone was in a state of great emotion and walked towards the end of Stafford Heights. Stafford Heights looked down at the vast sea. Everyone sat on a few rocks by the sea and looked into the sky. The sky drifted beautiful lines with the water, as if nothing would destroy it.

This time, there will be no Aristobres? Yulseyklaus again to stack a sail between the sunset and Stafford Island, or a cloud of water birds.

As night falls, a breeze blew from the sky, and the last few flowers disappeared into the shaking jilàng under the feet of the rock. Further away, the sea is like a mirror, with a bright surface, and a hint of bo patterns will break it.

All conditions are suitable for the appearance of green light.
To be continued...