In the fifth year of Jiajing's reign, the moonlight splashed on the Duanwang Pond, which was as red as freshly poured blood.
Thirty corpses of corpses were swept ashore by the waves. The iron shackles on their ankles were worn into deep grooves, the blood scabs were stuck to the bluestone, the tin rings were biting their neck flesh, and the broken clam shells were embedded in the gaps between their fingernails. Last night, they dived ten feet deep into the sea to fish for pearls, only to get back a boat full of blood foam.
Chen Haisheng squatted on the deck of the boat to mend the net, the needle tip pierced his fingertips, and blood dropped on the broken mesh. The lanterns of the official ship behind him were dazzling. Wei Jin was standing on the bow of the ship wearing a flying fish suit. The pattern of a dragon's head holding a bead was biting people in the firelight. The emerald ring finger was crushing the severed finger of the pearl citizen: "Three days and nights of pearls, less than half a point, massacre of clans and explosion of the pond!" The shrill voice scratched people's eardrums.
Old Uncle Dan moved over with a knife, staring at the sea with one eye, and the sleeves with missing fingers were bulging like broken wings: "In the first year of the year, fifty brothers sank to the bottom of the pond, and they only managed to collect the broken beads for the hairpin of the empress. Tonight, I want pearls to grind the bones of our Dan family to fill the sea!" He took out the shark's gauze.
As soon as the words fell, black waves rolled over the sea, and blue light broke out of the sea. A string of blood-stained pearls rolled ashore, and Azhu went to pick it up. As soon as his fingertips touched it, a song from the bottom of the sea came out in the waves - like crying and complaining, which made people feel distressed.
"Catch the sharks alive to make beads!" Wei Jin laughed wildly and waved his sleeves, throwing the iron net into the water. The blue light suddenly surged, huge waves overturned the fishing boat, the iron net shattered into iron filings, and the officer screamed and hit the reef.
Haisheng clenched his hands tightly, feeling the coldness biting to the bone. When Dad was bitten off his rope by a shark three years ago, the sea was so red. In the blue light, a fish-tailed figure flashed, and tears fell into the sea and condensed into blood beads, fatefully intertwined with the blood stains on the beach.
