Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn

Chapter 828: Chapter 2: The Jellyfish Poisoning Incident

Which is more beautiful, the Yunteng Sect or this planet called Earth where I currently am?

Xiao Xian had never considered this question until she stood on the beach next to the airport, and for the first time, she felt like comparing them.

The Yunteng Sect is nestled year-round among the sea of clouds and misty pines, with impeccable air and water quality. Although it lacks the endless expanse of azure sea, it has a sea of clouds rolling incessantly.

As the airplane was about to land, Xiao Xian watched the Hawaii Islands from above, seeing crescent-shaped islands of various sizes scattered like pearls across the vast ocean.

The transfer airport is not located on the main island but on the island of Wa Hu amidst the archipelago.

From where Xiao Xian stood on the beach, she could see Hawaii Island in the distance, accompanied by the rhythmic cries of sea birds. It’s said to be composed of several active volcano groups. If lucky, one could safely indulge in watching a volcano. They say ’if lucky’ because not many people can safely witness a volcanic eruption.

In most places of the northern hemisphere in April, there is still a lingering chill of early spring. Before departure, Xiao Xian was already reminded to wear a short sleeve shirt. Now, the slanting sunlight warms her body, so she took off her outerwear.

Walking along the beach, rows of coconut trees bear golden-brown coconuts. A few stalls selling fresh sugarcane juice and small pearl pineapples are neatly placed on either side of the beach.

Noticing Xiao Xian walking under a coconut tree, a few kind-hearted local people with honey-colored skin reminded her in accented English not to walk underneath the trees. The gist of their message was that the number of tourists injured or killed by coconut trees each year isn’t small.

With a smile, Xiao Xian approached a vendor and bought a cup of sugarcane juice. Hawaii is a typical tourist agricultural island, and the sugarcane grown there tastes sweet and delicious. When juiced, it doesn’t require any additional sweeteners and feels indescribably comforting as it goes down.

The pineapples here are also delicious, much smaller than the ones eaten domestically, only the size of a palm, and eaten up in just a few bites.

There was still some time before the afternoon meeting, so Xiao Xian walked along the beach toward a secluded area. The Little White Jiao in her space had been anxious for a while, waiting to plunge into the water.

Half an hour later, Xiao Xian arrived at a deep tidal flat, partially exposed after high tide. After confirming no one was nearby, the Little White Jiao leaped into the water,

Xiao Xian took off her shoes and walked barefoot into the water.

The sand beneath her feet was deeper than the fine sand she had walked over earlier, making the sand creak under her toes.

As soon as the Little White Jiao entered the water, it made a huge splash, causing the sea level to rise significantly, frightening several small sand crabs on the beach to scurry away, crashing into Xiao Xian’s feet.

With some water underfoot, Xiao Xian kicked something as she walked further.

"A shoe?" Xiao Xian picked up a shoe. How could there be shoes in such a place?

Realizing something was wrong, she urgently called back the Little White Jiao, "It seems someone drowned. Look around." At this moment, it was exactly the high tide in the morning; where Xiao Xian stood now, would have been a tidal flat at dawn.

The White Dragon splashed around underwater for a moment, and after five or six minutes, resurfaced: "I’m truly a pitiful Jiao, hardly had a chance to take a breather and play in the water, and I have to be a lifeguard again," the White Dragon complained.

Xiao Xian gave it a playful knock on the head, "Want to play in the water? Sure, you can swim directly from here to the West Coast of the United States, no, to the East Coast." Xiao Xian retorted, making the Little White Jiao shrink its tail in fear and quickly re-enter the space.

The person the Little White Jiao rescued was a Caucasian man, not very old, with golden-brown curly hair, in his early twenties, tall and thin. Judging by his outfit, he must also be a local tourist. The man had been underwater for quite a while, his limbs were pale and pruned, lips showing a bluish-purple hue, an irregular pattern of spots on his skin surface, but fortunately, his chest was still rising and falling, indicating he was lucky to be alive.

Xiao Xian hadn’t learned first aid. Additionally, seeing red line-shaped scratches on the Caucasian man’s limbs, she had no idea what had caused them.

The tide was still rising, so Xiao Xian dragged the man to the beach and called over a few locals, explaining briefly about someone drowning and needing rescue.

The locals she called over conversed among themselves in a language Xiao Xian couldn’t understand, probably a local slang or dialect.

The time for her connecting flight was approaching, and she couldn’t wait any longer on the beach for someone to rescue the man. Just as Xiao Xian was about to leave, the locals stopped her.