Chapter 0001: Golden Light.

After falling into the sea, he did not panic. Which child of fishermen who grew up by the seaside is not proficient in swimming from a young age?

It is said that before the divine dragon ascended, it accidentally bumped its head on the ground and spat a mouthful of spiritual spring towards the west of the land. The spring water later turned into a lake called Longxian Lake.

But now we can't take action. The opponent's trawler is one or two meters higher than their steel boat, and there are more people on board. Being angry is of no use.

The distance from Longwang Ferry to Longtou Village's pier is about 25 kilometers. The horsepower of the outboard motor of the iron boat is insufficient, and the speed is very slow. It is good if it can run at a speed of seven to eight knots. It takes about an hour and a half to cover this distance.

Ao Muyang walked up quickly and asked with a smile, "Brother Chuan, how do we get to Longtou Village?"

After more than ten minutes, no one else boarded the ship. The outboard motor, covered in rust, roared to life, and the old metal boat set off into the vast ocean.

After several hundred years of development and integration, the Wang family surpassed the other six families and became the largest in the local area, renaming the village as Wang Family Village.

This is very offensive to say, and Ao Fugui's face next to him changed drastically. He reached out and grabbed the harpoon at the bow of the boat, shouting, "Damn it, I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!"

The trawler slowly accelerated, moving away from the iron-hulled ship. But just as they approached the bow of the ship, the trawler's bow suddenly turned and collided with the bow of the iron-hulled ship!

Wangjiacun and Longtoucun are neighboring villages, separated by a lake.

Ao Muyang was even angrier in his heart. If Wang Dongliang dared to say this face to face, he would definitely beat him so badly that he wouldn't even recognize his own mother.

While chatting, he looked around and saw that there were not many boats in the nearby shallow waters, only a few small sampans drifting on the sea.

As the saying goes, "a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor," but this saying does not apply to these two villages.

Upon hearing his words, Wang Dongliang was taken aback. He carefully scrutinized him and said with a forced smile, "Oh my, who is this? The top student from Yizhong? Haven't seen you in years, I thought you were dead. By the way, I haven't seen your parents in years either. Where did they go?"

Ao Fugui chuckled and pinched his nose, saying, "You don't know, Yangzi, in recent years, both the town and the village have been promoting fishing village tourism. Our village also has several. By saving half the money, people are willing to take a boat to our village. Who knows, some might stop by and have a meal at our fishing village restaurant."

The young man with a dark complexion said without lifting his head: "Sit if you want, it's forty to Qiantan and a hundred to Wangjiacun anyway."

Is this still expensive? Nonsense! It's only 100 yuan at Wangjia Village! The young man, with a stern expression, left a quote and lowered his head to start packing the cables.

The young man glanced at them and said in a sullen tone, "Forty yuan each."

After more than ten minutes, a white-painted trawler appeared on the sea surface. Ao Muyang casually asked, "This ship is nice. Whose is it?"

In the memory of Ao Muyang, there is a deep-seated feud between two villages, which is also related to the legendary story he just recalled.

After listening to his words, Ao Fugui's face darkened. He opened his mouth and then closed it again, before finally whispering, "Alright, let's go back. Hurry up and get on the boat, let's go home."

Furthermore, what made him even more terrified was that he couldn't feel any buoyancy in his body, as if he had sunk to the bottom of the sea like a piece of iron...

When Ao Fugui returned after collecting the passengers' money, Ao Muyang asked strangely, "Our village is not far from the town. It only takes about half an hour to walk there. Why did you collect only half of the money?"

Only feeling a sharp pain, Ao Muyang instinctively covered his head. But at this moment, the fishing boat hit the iron ship again!

And so, the struggle continued for hundreds of years, eventually turning into a deep-seated enmity.

At first, the two villages were fighting over the land of Zhonglongtou Village. Later, they began to fight over the fish caught in Longxian Lake, and then they fought over the fish caught in the ocean.

The merciless sun is scorching the earth and the ocean, and even though it's only June, the city of Hongyang is already experiencing high temperatures.

The trawl fishing boat in Wangjia Village should have been recently purchased. The hull is painted with bright and shiny white paint, and the ship's name "Tutulong" is written below the side ship's rail.

Looking at the continuous traces of high mountains on the shore, Ao Muyang asked, "I heard outside that there is a national project called 'Village-to-Village Connectivity', which is specifically for repairing roads in rural areas. Does our village still not have a road?"

When the young man started to curse, Ao Muyang interrupted him with a glance and said, "Wang Dongliang? Watch your language. It's been a few years, and you seem to be going backwards."

The boat had just stopped, and a 27 or 28-year-old young man with a dark complexion on the bow shouted, "Ferry, ferry! Longtou Village, Shijia Village, Qiantan Town, anyone going? Those who want to go, hurry up and come buy tickets. The boat won't wait for anyone!"

After a glance at the back, Ao Fugui's expression changed. He angrily said, "Nonsense! It's Wang Family Village's boat. You just happened to run into them as soon as you came back. What bad luck!"

He patted his buddy's shoulder and smiled, saying, "Just got back. In a couple of days, it's that special day. I'm coming back to spend time with my parents."

A travel team of about ten people passed by, and someone asked, "Captain, how much to go to Qiantan Town?"

Ao Muyang walked onto the pier and casually looked around. It was just like five years ago when he left his hometown. Dozens of boats were anchored on the murky sea, mostly rafts, sampans, and small fishing boats, with few large ships in sight.

Many people saw it at the time, and several families rushed over to live on this land with dragon energy.

Ao Muyang boarded the boat, and more than ten people followed suit. They all paid a ferry fee of twenty yuan and headed to Longtou Village.

After hearing these words, Ao Muyang shook his head.

The distance of 25 kilometers is not considered far. If you walk on land, even if you ride an electric bike, you can easily reach it in one hour.

Two boats approached. There was also a young man standing at the bow of the trawler. When he approached, he shouted loudly, "Ao Fuqi, you idiot, are you engaging in private operation again? So bold, looking for death..."

This golden light is only the size of a thumb, with a soft glow like a firefly. It swims quickly in the sea, with a chaotic trajectory, and finally hits the back of Aofugui all at once.

Wang Dongliang saw that Ao Muyang did not get angry, seeming to feel that it was meaningless, and returned to the cockpit to personally take control of the helm, lazily shouting, "Everyone, buckle up, let's go..."

This small pier is called Longwangdu. The village where it is located is named Longtou Village. The two names are closely related. According to legend, a dragon appeared in Aomuyang's hometown during the Ming and Qing dynasties.

This young man named Wang Dongliang is his middle school classmate. His father is the village director of Wangjia Village. He has been mischievous since childhood.

Just as he wondered what the golden light was, his brain suddenly produced a sensation like an electric shock, and then he was horrified to find that he could not control his body.

The dragon soared from the depths of the deep sea, passing by this pier, leaving behind the name "Dragon King Crossing". It later ascended ashore, and the place where the dragon's head was located before ascending became their village.

Next, something astonishing happened to Ao Muyang. The golden light actually pierced through Ao Fuqi's body and swiftly collided with his forehead at the exact spot where he was injured!

But at this moment, a blurry golden light appeared in Ao Muyang's field of vision!

Ao Muyang understood and said, "You are still as kind-hearted as before."

They can indeed cross the river by boat, but every household has a small and dilapidated boat. It takes an hour and a half to travel from the village to the pier, let alone going to the city. If a child needs to go to school or someone has a headache or fever and needs to go to the hospital, it would be a great ordeal.

Youth still doesn't look up, but his attitude has improved. He said, "Longtou Village is cheap, only twenty yuan, and we will also provide a free introduction to the local fishing village. Absolutely not a scam."

Another person asked, "Why is it so expensive? How much does it cost to go to Wangjia Village?"

Aofugui kicked the boat board with a cigarette in his mouth and said gloomily, "It can't be repaired. The government says the cost is too high and we have a ferry, so it hasn't been fixed."

When he was in school, he envied Ao Muyang for his good grades and popularity, and often caused trouble for him. However, as long as there weren't too many helpers, he would always end up being dealt with very miserably.

Everyone wants to live here, but the land is too small to accommodate so many households, so the families have engaged in battles to compete for it.

The stability of the iron-hulled ship is poor. After being hit, it shook violently for a moment. Ao Muyang, who was standing at the bow of the ship, couldn't steady himself and stumbled. His body staggered, and his head happened to hit the harpoon held up by Ao Fugui next to him. His forehead was instantly cut open!

Ao Muyang just went through in his mind the legendary stories he had heard since he was a child. A small iron boat with an outboard motor docked at the pier.

The tourists detected the perfunctory tone in his speech, and some were dissatisfied, saying, "Don't think that we out-of-towners are easy to deceive. Wangjia Village belongs to Qiantan Town, not far across the town. How can there be such a big difference?"

However, the terrain of his hometown is very unfavorable. It is a rare area in China where mountains and seas are connected. There are mountains and ridges everywhere on land, and many villages still do not have access to public roads. Travel can only be done by sea.

Suppressing his anger, he pressed down on Aofugui's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Consider it as listening to a dog barking, we'll deal with him later."

The young person lifted their head after hearing his words, then exclaimed with excitement: "What the heck! Yangzi? Is it really you? When did you come back?"

The iron ship shook even more violently this time, causing the passengers on board to stumble and fall. Meanwhile, Aomuyang felt a sharp pain in his forehead and couldn't steady himself, and suddenly fell into the sea.

Furthermore, just now, Aofugui, who was standing beside him, also jumped down and reached out to grab his arm, trying to pull him out of the water.

He said it very harshly, and the people around who were preparing to board the ship looked unpleasant.

The ancestor who finally won the battle was from the family of Ao Muyang. They lived on the land where the dragon's head pointed, while other clans stayed on the east side of Longxian Lake and formed a village called Qixing Village.

Just now, when the young man appeared, Ao Muyang recognized him. This is his good friend from the village, named Ao Fugui. The two of them have been playing together since they were young.

Ao Fugui's face was gloomy as he turned the helm to change direction, but the fishing boats from Wangjia Village were specifically heading towards him. His boat was too old and dilapidated, while the fishing boats coming towards him were modern trawlers with much better speed and agility, making it easy for them to approach and close in on him.

Ao Muyang took out twenty yuan and handed it to him, sighing and saying, "It's only been a few years, and prices have gone up so much. I remember when I went to Kyoto, it was only five yuan per trip."