Chapter 933: Mother's name

Who is the owner of Feiyun Crossing?
After hearing this from me, Xue Muhua didn't answer me immediately, but frowned as if in some confusion. She thought for a while before raising her head to look at me, shaking her head gently and saying, "He is a very strange person."
"strange?"
"I have very little time to talk to him, but always on a boat, and have a lot of time to meet." She said here, pondered a bit, and then said: "He is a man of great temperament. Magnificent man, but— "
"But what?"
"But I think he seems to be hiding a lot of things." She said, looking up at me, and said, "Really, I really feel that way. This person is definitely not an ordinary pirate It's that simple. "
"..."
This time, I was silent.
Xue Muhua's temperament, I still know a little about it. Although she once sat in a ancestral hall and was in charge of the operation of most of the black market in Yangzhou, in fact, her temperament was quite simple, even as frank as a child. She is similar to Han Zitong.
However, even she could feel that the chief of the pirate was not simple, and said that he had many things hidden in his heart.
I remembered the tall figure standing on the edge of the boat and the face that looked like a ghost in the sun when I was still in the sea.
I asked, "Is he carrying--"
"A ghost mask." Xue Muhua quickly took my word and said, "When I go to the sea, I always wear a ghost mask."
"Have you ever seen his face?"
"I've seen him--"
Before she finished speaking, she heard a knock on the door from outside. Both me and she closed their mouths subconsciously, and after hearing a few knocks, one said outside the door: "Girl Xue, brother To see her. "
Xue Muhua was startled.
"See her? Why?"
"We dare not ask this. The boss asked me to come and see if she woke up and let her pass immediately."
"..."
Xue Muhua frowned slightly. She looked at the still-closed door and looked at me again, silently asking me if I would like to go.
I felt a little grateful to her. She may be afraid that I would be in trouble. After all, I am different from her. There is nothing to do with these pirates to save people. In case they are vicious together, they have nothing to do with me, but there is no way. But at this time, I was not afraid, not only wasn't afraid, there was a trace in my heart that I could obviously feel—excited.
This pirate boss, this huge cross-sea flying cloud.
And the strange behavior of their attacking Yan Qinghan and chasing other pirates made me feel that maybe there are some mysteries that I can't understand. They can be explained here.
So I said softly, "I'm much better."
With this opening, Xue Muhua certainly understood what I meant. She lightly pressed the back of my hand, and then helped me back to lift me from the bed. After resting for a while, I finally recovered a little, but I was still very weak. When I stood up, everyone was shaking. Xue Muhua could only help me out. As soon as I opened the door, I saw a middle-aged man with a stern face and a very fierce face standing outside.
Although his face was fierce, his expression was very calm, and he politely said to us, "Just in his room, let's go over."
"it is good."
Xue Muhua nodded, and helped me go slowly.


This ship has already seen its hugeness before, but now it is out of the cabin and walking in it, it is even more lamented by the complexity of its architecture. The corridor inside turned hundreds of times, like a huge labyrinth, twists and turns, and saw countless cabins along the way, of different sizes, but all scattered, like a complex, yet well-organized house community.
Xue Muhua took me to the door of a room.
The door seemed to be larger than the door of the cabin passing by before. The door was hidden. Xue Muhua knocked on the door with one hand: "Brother."
A rough, low-pitched man's voice came immediately inside: "Um."
"I brought her, I brought the light girl."
"You let her in."
"I--"
"You have been guarding them without rest since yesterday, and now it is time to go back and take a rest."
This person speaks simple and concise, and seems to be used to giving orders. Although he does not imagine the arrogance and fierceness of the pirates, he always feels condescending, overlooked, and even suppressed.
Xue Muhua turned her head and looked at me, her eyes flickered as if to say-"Can you do that?"
I nodded slightly.
Although she was still not assured, I had slowly raised my hand to open the door. She could only watch me holding the door frame and walked in carefully, until I entered the room. , She turned and left.
In front of me, it surprised me a little.
This room is quite large. As soon as you walk in, it is like entering a palace in the imperial city. It is spacious and tall, which is equivalent to several cabins where I was before. Moreover, the windows on the left and right sides of the room have windows, sunlight Zhengsheng, the whole room is bright, like a container full of sunlight.
Except for the sun, there is not much else in this room.
There are very few furnishings inside, there are only three rows of chairs on the left and right, and a large wide chair in front of it, enough for two or three people to sit on it. The back of the chair seems to be separated into a simple room, faint When I saw a bed, there was nothing else.
A figure slowly came out from behind.
I immediately held my breath.
What came out was a very tall man. Not only was he tall, but he was extraordinarily strong. Now it was the winter breeze, but he wore only a thin cloth shirt, and the brown cloth shirt had been washed. It turned white, and the chest was wide open, exposing broad and thick shoulders, a strong chest, and even a few solid muscles on the waist and abdomen.
I subconsciously lowered my head.
However, at this time, of course, he couldn't blame him for being disheveled in front of a woman. After all, his identity was a pirate.
I looked up again and looked at his face.
That ghost face came into view again.
As before when I saw it in the sea, it was an iron mask, but different from the simple and cool half mask on Liu Qinghan's face, this man's iron mask covered the whole one Face, and with a grimace cast on his mask, fangs on his face, and horror, like the evil spirit running out of hell.
I just feel that my breathing is quick.
Iron ... mask!
The person in front of me is--
When I looked at this man, he was holding the armrest of the large chair, facing me, and looking at me up and down, just when I was so excited that I could hardly hold back and wanted to ask, I heard him down and The husky voice snorted loudly behind the mask--
"Who are you from Huaiyin?"
The first time I heard that name, my breath was choked again.
Huaiyin ...
Mother's name.
It ’s just two simple words, even when it ’s spoken on the tip of the tongue, it ’s faint. I ca n’t recall a little imagination. My mother ’s name is as simple as a catkins floating in the air in spring and a white spray of waves on the sea. At this moment, in my heart, a millennial wave set off.
For so many years, no one mentioned the name again.
In Xichuan, her status is very high, and there are very few people who are qualified to call her name. Even now, there is almost no one, and even Xue Yan is just called "that woman that woman", so in these years, I have almost I have forgotten, my mother's name, to me, it is more like a taboo, sealing all the secrets and memories of the past ten years.
At this moment, I was caught off guard.
I said, "I'm her daughter."
Maybe it's because on the sea, no matter how big the ship is, it feels that the solid wooden boards under my feet are also undulating with the waves, and the waves almost make me stand unstable.
When I said this, I almost took a step.
Behind that mask, the person seemed to be silent for a while.
The sound of the waves filled every minute of air around us, every interval of breathing.
Then I saw him walking towards me slowly.
I found out that his body was much taller than I thought, even taller and burly than when I first saw him. When he walked in front of me, he seemed to be standing on a mountain. In front of my eyes, all the sunlight in the room was blocked, only his mask was close at hand, exposing his fangs.
He looked at me for a long time. I thought he was going to say something, but heard him behind the mask and sighed long.
That sigh revealed the inexpressible fatigue and burnout, and the vicissitudes of life.
I even felt that his burly figure collapsed in an instant.
For a while, my throat was completely blocked, the doubts that had been twitching in my mind before, those questions, could not be asked at this moment, only looking at this tall man, that shy mask, in front of me Quiet, but the sound of the waves kept on, as if it were his years, just like water flowing away.
I don't know how long, he slowly raised a hand.
His hands are large, his fingers are long and well-proportioned, only the joints are slightly raised, and the nails of each finger are cut into ovals, which are quite clean and tidy. He also has thick calluses on his hands, which makes his palms look faint. Withered yellow. That hand slowly reached me and reached the top of my head, as if an elder was going to touch the top of a little girl.
But as soon as his hand touched my hair, he stopped again.
He said, "I've met you."
I nodded.
"I haven't seen you for years."
I nodded.
"At that time, you were very young, afraid you would not remember me at all."
"But I know you."
I looked at him, choked with the sound of my voice, and almost burst into tears. Feeling the hand above his head trembled slightly, and his breath was choked after the mask.
"Do you know who I am?"
"... Um." I nodded, looking at the sloppy mask, word by word: "Iron-face-king."