Chapter 623 Taru

After Chen Chuan received the news, he inquired about the situation, immediately checked out of the room and went to the sheriff's residence. The latter enthusiastically took him to a private dock.

There is a sailboat docked here. The boatman is a dark-skinned, strong man with wrinkles all over his face. He looks like an old man, but judging from his physical condition, he is probably less than 40 years old.

According to the sheriff, the boatman was originally a resident of Feiguang Island. Although his family has now moved to Rowan Island, he is very familiar with the situation there, so there is no need to worry.

Chen Chuan saw that the boatman seemed a little reluctant, but also seemed to be very afraid of the sheriff, so he seemed to be doing it reluctantly.

He smiled, walked onto the boat and sat down inside.

The sheriff took off his hat and waved to him, wishing him a safe journey.

He also nodded in greeting.

Because he was a tourist from out of town, he was mentally prepared to be cheated and had already thought about how to deal with the situation, but the other party didn't play any tricks.

In fact, it is normal for residents and officials of each island to cheat tourists from other places. It would be strange if they didn't cheat them. However, this person didn't dare to do so in front of him.

This sheriff has been in this position for a long time and has seen many travelers coming and going, so he has a good eye. He can tell at a glance that Chen Chuan is a powerful fighter.

He dared to cheat ordinary people, but if he dared to cheat fighters, his whole family would probably be killed the next day if he was not careful.

This is not just talk, because he died in this way when he took office. So he learned a lesson from this and would not offend the fighters if he could, not to mention that Chen Chuan gave him money.

The sailboat swayed out to sea, and at this moment a chirp sound came from the sky. It turned out to be Chao Ming following in the sky.

After the boat had been out for more than half an hour, the Rowan Island behind them had become smaller in sight. Suddenly, the sea water shook violently, and the sailboat was bumped. The boatman was startled and immediately prostrated himself on the deck, muttering "Erlu, Erlu".

Chen Chuan had been on Rowan Island for the past two days and knew that "Erlu" was the name of the legendary sea monster. However, it was a bit strange that this person did not recite the name of the goddess, but prayed to the name of the underwater monster instead.

The tremor in the sea was rather sudden, not like an earthquake, and the wind at sea was also normal...

Under the sea?

He looked at it for a few moments, seeming to be lost in thought.

After just a few minutes, the strange movement of the sea water stopped. The boatman stood up, still muttering to himself. After a while, he wiped the sweat off his forehead and continued to sail forward.

There are many reefs and small islands near Rowan Island, and there are many ships coming and going nearby. At this time, Chen Chuan saw many sailboats and paddle boats circling back and forth near a small island, as if they were looking for something.

He asked, “What’s that doing?”

The boatman replied in a stiff Dashun dialect: "Salvage the ring."

After asking again, Chen Chuan learned that a passenger had dropped a wedding anniversary ring into the sea and was willing to give 50,000 Jianyuan coins to the person who retrieved it, so most people came to try their luck.

Fifty thousand is a lot of money, not to mention here, even in the central city it is not a small amount of money. No wonder it attracts so many people. He smiled and asked the boatman: "Have you never tried it?"

The boatman shook his head and said lightly: "For more than 20 years, the goddess has never favored me." He didn't say much after that.

The boat set off at around five in the morning, and at around ten o'clock we saw a volcanic island appearing on the sea.

The boatman then pointed ahead and said, "Feiguang Island."

Chen Chuan stood up and looked into the distance. He saw a conical crater and thick fog rising from the island. From a distance, it looked like a volcanic eruption. No wonder the locals were reluctant to come here.

And that is your destination.

The boatman saw him standing there steadily, as if the shaking of the boat had no effect on him at all, and a hint of awe appeared in his eyes. At around twelve o'clock, the boat finally approached here.

He could now clearly see the situation on the island. The sea water outside was very clear. Under the dazzling sunlight, he could see the colorful corals underneath, and the periphery of the conical crater was covered with lush vegetation.

When they got closer, the boatman lowered the sail and switched to paddling, finally stopping at a mixed beach of sand and rocks.

When Chen Chuan saw this, he took out a stack of Jianyuan coins and handed them to the boatman, saying, "Thank you. I'll stay here for a while. You can go back first."

The boatman was stunned. He obviously didn't expect the sheriff to pay Chen Chuan for the job he arranged. A sincere smile suddenly appeared on his face. He thought for a moment and said, "Guest, you can walk along the road paved with white stones. If there is no road, follow the signs. You will find the people on the island and they will show you the way."

Chen Chuan thanked him again, then jumped off the boat and stepped onto the beach. The wind blowing from the island was very strong, bringing with it a cool feeling from the distant woods, which made people feel very comfortable.

He looked around for a few seconds and found the white gravel road about a kilometer away.

He didn't rush there, but made a gesture and waited for a while. Then there was a sound of fluttering wings, and Chao Ming fell from the sky, landed in front, and came over.

He reached out and touched it, took out a tube of nutrient paste from his pocket, peeled it and fed it to Chaoming. At the same time, he took out a special water bottle and fed it some water. After resting for a while, Chaoming flapped its wings and flew into the sky again.

He also ate a few nutritional pastes here and replenished some water before walking in that direction and saw the signpost the boatman mentioned.

It was a signpost made of broken bones tied together, with the tip pointing in a certain direction. The road beneath our feet extended forward, deep into the woods.

He picked up the Xuejun Knife and walked in the direction indicated. The gravel road under his feet was intermittent and sometimes disappeared, but according to the signboards that kept appearing, he never deviated from the direction.

After walking about seven or eight kilometers, we came to a grass corridor. A young man with a bare upper body, revealing beautiful muscles and dark and shiny skin, walked out.

He held a stick painted with colorful oil paint in his hand, looked at him, and said in fluent Dashun dialect: "Sir, the front is private territory. If you are here to travel on the island, you can go there..." He pointed in a direction with the stick, "There is a village there that can welcome you."

Chen Chuan said, "I'm here to see Tarrou."

This Tarrou is a member of the Pure School, the descendant of the Twenty-one Single-Ryu Schools in the Outer Islands. According to the rules of the Grand League at that time, if an inherited school of the old era has not produced a fighter for three consecutive generations, that is, sixty years, then this inherited school will no longer be recognized by the Grand League.

All the fighting resources inherited by them, involving the third limit and above, need to be handed over to the Grand League. Of course, the Grand League will give corresponding monetary or material compensation.

This rule was later inherited by governments and companies around the world.

However, more than a hundred years ago, before the establishment of the Grand League, there were no fighters in the Danryu School. According to the school's own statement, it was because the rift inherited from the old times disappeared, and all fighters could no longer inherit the school's advanced secrets.

But in reality, this wasn't the case. The rift didn't actually disappear, but merely shifted, leading to the entire fighting gym's demise. However, in a surprising twist of fate, the rift was eventually found by a persistent successor. This person is now Taru's master, who later joined the Purist sect and voluntarily offered the rift to those within the sect who deserved training.

The young man became wary when he heard Tarrou mentioned. "You know Tarrou?"

Chen Chuan said, "Please tell him that Mr. Zhuan asked me to come."

The young man looked at him, blew a whistle, and waited for a while. Then a thin but agile boy ran over. He pointed at Chen Chuan and whispered a few words in the indigenous language. The boy nodded, then went into the woods and soon disappeared.

Chen Chuan waited here for about ten minutes. Then an old man wearing a headband and loose cloth came out. The young man immediately bowed and said, "Apa."

The old man walked up to Chen Chuan, clasped his hands together, and politely said in fluent Dashun dialect, "Do you know Mr. Zhuan? Do you have any proof?"

Chen Chuan took the pig-nosed dragon out of his pocket. When the old man saw it, his expression instantly became extremely respectful. He bowed and said, "Guest, please follow me." As he spoke, he took a step to the side and made a gesture of invitation.

Chen Chuan nodded and followed the old man. After crossing a stream, they walked up the mountain along a gently sloping mountain road. After a few hundred meters, they came to an open area.

There are many ancient stone buildings here, which should be quite old. The paint on them has almost peeled off. Some places that were obviously decorated with perforations are now left with only broken and rotten wood. However, the original exquisiteness can still be seen from the painted stone bricks on the ground and some worn stone carvings.

In the open space in front of the building, there was a tall woman, about 27 or 28 years old, with a fit body, a rosy face, and a very attractive appearance.

She was wearing a white training suit, had bronze skin, and her eyes under her thick eyebrows were particularly bright. At this moment, she was teaching a group of young people, including many teenagers and children.

This must be Tarrou.

Taru is just a title. Every generation who inherits the Danryukan tradition will abandon their real name and use this name instead.

Chen Chuan did not rush to disturb him, but stood under the sunshade on the side. The old man brought him coconut juice and local fruits, and he took them with a thank you.

After waiting for half an hour, Tarrou finished her teaching. She put her thumbs together, clasped her palms together, and uttered a clear shout. Everyone responded by assuming the same gesture, shouting, and bowing to her before dispersing.

After they left, Tarrou walked towards Chen Chuan.

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(End of this chapter)