Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

The light in the room was a little dim, and it was damp from the sea breeze.

Jinchen carefully placed Bu Changji, who had lost his support in his arms, on the bed covered with clean coarse cloth.

It feels surprisingly cold and soft to the touch, as if holding a handful of snow that will fall apart at any moment.

Jinchen frowned and touched Bu Changji's forehead with the back of his hand, which felt hot.

He turned around and scooped half a ladle of boiled water from the water jar in the corner. He returned to the bed, half-supported and half-hugged Bu Changji, and put the ladle of water to his cracked lips.

"Drink some water." Jinchen's voice was low.

Bu Changji's eyelids moved, and he obediently took small sips from his hand.

He really didn't have the energy to resist, nor did he have the mind to do so.

Besides, in this situation, it would be good to have someone to take care of me.

He simply let go of his strength and let Jinchen move, leaning listlessly on the still thick old wooden board at the head of the bed.

After drinking some water, I felt a little better.

Bu Changji looked at the small house calmly.

The furnishings were extremely simple, with a bed, a table, and a cabinet. Fishing nets and tools were piled in the corner, but the room was quite tidy and the floor was swept clean.

It can be seen that the owner is a hardworking person who knows how to take care of things.

He was thinking to himself when a warm and dry hand suddenly pressed his wrist.

Bu Changji's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Jinchen along the fingers on his wrist.

The fisherman's brows furrowed even tighter, and he pressed his fingertips on his wrist, his face becoming gloomy.

"Are you poisoned?"

Bu Changji's pupils shrank slightly, and a storm of emotions surged in his heart.

This fisherman can actually take pulses!

He withdrew his hand alertly, then seemed to realize that he had overreacted. He quickly lowered his eyelids and spoke in a deliberately low and pitiful voice.

"...Hmm." Bu Changji paused, his mind racing. "It's not some deadly poison. The pirates gave it to us because they're afraid we'd escape. Once we get ashore and away from their ship, we'll slowly get better."

After hearing what he said, Jinchen's tense heartstrings relaxed a little.

Still worried, he asked, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Bu Changji shook his head slightly, his eyes falling on Jinchen's face, "Thank you for your concern, warrior... I'm much better now."

He changed the subject, a little inquiring, "But...why did the warrior save me?"

Jinchen looked at his pale face and watery eyes, his heart softened, and he made a teasing joke.

"You're so beautiful. Wouldn't it be a shame if pirates killed you and threw you into the sea to feed the fish?"

This straightforward yet somewhat joking compliment made Bu Changji slightly stunned.

He quickly glanced up at Jinchen, and was relieved to see that the other party's eyes were frank, as if he really just admired his appearance and had no other deep meaning.

Bu Changji cooperated by lowering his head and acting somewhat shyly, but he was already thinking quickly in his heart.

He needed to search for the hidden treasure house in this fishing village, but he also needed a quiet place to suppress the remaining poison.

This fisherman's house is a perfect cover.

"Thank you for your help, brave man," Bu Changji said in a softer voice, as if expressing gratitude after surviving a disaster. "May I know your name, brave man?"

"Just call me Jinchen."

Jin Chen suddenly thought of something, stood up, tucked the corner of the quilt for Bu Changji, and pressed the quilt tightly on his thin shoulders. "Just stay here and recuperate. Don't worry too much. I'll get you something to eat."

After saying that, he turned around and pushed the door open and went out.

The wooden door creaked shut.

On the bed, the gentleness in Bu Changji's eyes disappeared completely.

He raised his hand again, placed his fingertips on the other wrist, and examined it carefully.

Fortunately, although the poison is strong, it has not penetrated deep into the internal organs. However, the bone-eating cold and occasional severe pain will take time to slowly dissipate.

Beneath my body is the dry, thick bedding, which carries the solid scent of the land.

Bu Changji couldn't hold on any longer, and fell asleep with his head tilted.

Jinchen was outside the house grabbing Linggungun and patting him.

[Are you broken? What's your blackened value this time? ]

Ling Gungun was almost beaten to unconsciousness.

It quickly used Jinchen's fingers to free itself, and then it spun around in a daze with its tongue out before squatting down.

[I don’t know either. Let me try again…]

Ling Gungun restarted the system broadcast program.

After a while, a system sound of some jamming was heard.

[Detected a villain in this world..., triggering... darkening value, current darkening value... 87! ]

It was so stuck that Jinchen just shook his head after hearing it. He ignored it after hearing the black value and turned around to make porridge for his wife.

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At the same time, in the abandoned stone building at the east end of the village.

This place was temporarily occupied by pirates, with several bonfires burning to dispel the coldness of the stone walls.

Fang Yunyao was sitting on a relatively flat stone, drinking from a water bag while enthusiastically gesturing with a few pirate leaders nearby.

"...That place is near the old banyan tree at the west end of the village. My father buried it very deep back then, but as long as we find the right location, we can dig it up quickly! When Boss Bu comes back, we..."

Before he could finish his words, the broken door of the stone building was knocked open, and Hai Liu rushed in, rolling and crawling, with sand on his face, and he started howling without even catching his breath.

"Oh no! The boss was picked up by a fisherman... No! He was kidnapped!"

"Puff!" Fang Yunyao spat out all the water and choked and coughed.

"what?!"

"Who the hell is so bold?!"

Several small leaders stood up, with their swords half drawn, glaring at each other.

Hai Liu patted his chest to calm down, and remembered the fisherman's quick and decisive kick, and he was still frightened.

"It's just a fisherman who is tall and strong, with incredible strength! He ran very fast with his boss in his arms..."

He paused, remembering the boss's weak look leaning in the other's arms, and his mind skipped a beat as he subconsciously added.

“…It’s quite pretty…”

The next second, his brother Haiwu's fist hit him hard on the back of the head.

"Look at you, you're talking nonsense! That's the boss. Someone has snatched him away. What can we do?"

Hai Wu was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick.

Fang Yunyao finally recovered and almost jumped up when he heard this.

Bu Changji was kidnapped? Then who will take him to dig for treasure? His father's treasure is still waiting for him!

His expression was ten times more enraged than the pirates'. They slapped their thighs and stood up, filled with righteous indignation. "That's unacceptable! Robbering civilians in broad daylight... er, robbing your own boss! Is there any law against this? Brothers, grab your weapons! We have to rescue your boss!"

His reaction was even more active than that of the pirates, which surprised several small leaders.

Hai Er was more calm and quickly reached out to stop the people who were about to rush out.

"Wait, don't be impulsive! Didn't the boss specifically tell us before? He wants to gather information in the fishing village and asks us not to act rashly, lest we ruin his plans!"

"What if...what if the boss let that fisherman take it away on purpose?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Yes, the boss is deep-minded and his methods are unpredictable. Maybe this is really part of the plan.

"But……"

Fang Yunyao wanted to incite them further, as he was really worried that no one would lead the way to dig the treasure house.

"It's nothing!"

Hai Er made the final decision, "Everyone stay still and wait for news from the boss! Anyone who dares to move and ruin the boss's plans will be the first one to be struck down!"

The pirates thought of Bu Changji's methods, sat back down, and sulked.

Fang Yunyao sat back on the stone in frustration, looking at the dancing flames, feeling puzzled.

Bu Changji, ah Bu Changji, you'd better really be looking for information, but don't get killed by that "tall, strong and powerful" fisherman...

My treasure is still counting on you!