"If what you're talking about is really in the northeast, that's pretty much it." The fat man said something casually, but as soon as the words came out, he felt that he had slipped out. However, Gongsun Sheng, who was translating next to him, was an old slippery head, and immediately realized the fat man's mistake, so he did not translate the fat man's words, but shook his head and defended: "We don't know what you are talking about......

"Huh?" Seeing that everyone's expressions were as usual, the old drunkard was relieved.

Seeing that the old drunkard relaxed his guard, everyone looked at each other tacitly.

"And where are you going?"

"Northeast, Sakhalin." Gongsun Sheng said quickly.

"That's the way." The old drunkard nodded to himself: "That's okay, we can still avoid it." ”

"Avoid?" Seeing the old drunkard talking to himself, Zhang Meng asked, "What to avoid?" ”

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. The old drunkard quickly covered his mouth.

"Hey, I said, you can tell me." The fat man came over with a grin.

But the old drunkard didn't give the fat man a chance at all, and while waving his hand, he walked into the cabin, and muttered, "No! You Chinese can really drink, I'm going to go and sleep, sleep. ”

"it." Seeing that the old drunkard really walked back to the cabin, the fat man patted his thigh: "I just asked something, this guy actually reacted and pretended to be confused with us." ”

"It's not that you were careless and carried away just now." Zhao San gently tapped the back of the fat man's head with the pole of the cigarette pouch: "Use more snacks in the next acting, don't keep thinking about drinking." ”

"Hey, hey." The fat man who was seen by Zhao San smiled embarrassedly: "Isn't it that I haven't drunk for a few days, aren't you greedy?" ”

"Drunkard."

"Wrong." Faced with Zhao San's definition, Zhang Meng jokingly said: "To be exact, he is the essence of a foodie." ”

"It's still Zhang Quede who can see it clearly." The fat man patted his big belly and smiled at a few people: "Forget it, I won't tell you about the fat man, I'm really a little sleepy after so long." ”

"I don't think you're sleepy." Zhao San said: "It's drunk." ”

"It doesn't matter if it's sleepy or drunk." The fat man didn't care: "Anyway, my task is completed, fat master, and it's you who should worry about it next." ”

Looking at the fat man who would get drunk at any time, Zhao San shook his head and said, "This little fat man will find leisure and hand over all the troubles below to a few of us landlubbers." ”

Hearing Zhao San say this, Zhang Meng thought of Qingzhi at the helm, and looked up and asked Zhao San: "Third uncle, there will be no problem with leaving Qingzhi at the helm alone, right?" ”

"Don't worry." Zhao San said: "Although Qingzhi's kung fu is average, he is the most experienced among the twelve generals. ”

Gongsun Sheng beside him also affirmed: "I took a special look just now, that pheasant has some ability to take charge of the boat." ”

"That's it, otherwise would you really be that old drunkard who would dare to go to sleep like this?" Zhao San pointed in the direction where the old drunkard left: "Obviously, the route we sailed did not conflict with what he was afraid of. ”

"I hope so." Zhang Meng finally breathed a sigh of relief and stopped talking.

"I think a few of us should go and rest! Recuperate, and when the old drunkard wakes up tomorrow, we will settle him. Zhao San commanded.

Everyone nodded in agreement, and they all went back to their cabins.

However, as soon as Zhang Meng lay on the flat bed, he couldn't sleep over and over. Although there is no change in the calm now, as long as Zhang Meng calms down, his father Zhang Shaoye, Xiaolou, and Lady Na will unconsciously flash in his mind.

I don't know what happened to Xiaolou and Lady?

Did the people from all over the world take them away?

And father, why was he able to control that group of Yin soldiers?

Zhang Meng, who had insomnia, finally got up and went out of the cabin to see Qingzhi and Ye Jiu.

Before he arrived at the cockpit, Zhang Meng saw Ye Jiu wrapped in a jacket, wearing a hat, holding a knife, leaning there and taking a nap alone, Zhang Meng did not disturb Ye Jiu. For Zhang Meng, Ye Jiu has just stimulated his potential, and as his potential is stimulated, there will be many problems that come with it.

Although Zhang Meng didn't make a sound, Ye Jiu's ears still moved and he heard his footsteps.

He opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Meng silently, and said coldly: "I found something. ”

"What's the matter?"

Two people rarely start with this kind of conversation, no doubts, no explanations, and lukewarm tones, like two familiar friends who can't be more familiar, and each knows very well what the other is going to say next.

"I don't think I'm with everybody...... Exactly. Ye Jiu seemed to be looking for the right words: "I'm not the same as the people in this world. ”

"Huh." Zhang Meng smiled and patted Ye Jiu's shoulder: "Brother Jiu, your bloodline is different from ours. ”

"Not this." Ye Jiu thought for a while and said, "Explain it like this!" I feel that since my potential has been stimulated, it has been different from what I used to be. ”

"Uh......" Zhang Meng was stunned: "Is it because of the improvement of strength?" ”

"That's one thing." Ye Jiu said: "But this is by no means the whole potential. ”

"Not all?" Zhang Meng remembered the fat man's powerful power when facing the shadow puppet master: "I think that the so-called potential is to stimulate the strengths of our respective bodies. ”

"That's right." Ye Jiu coldly tightened the fast snow knife in his arms again: "But I always feel that my body is changing." Even since the explosion of potential, I have a different feeling, I feel that I am not in the same world as everyone else. Or ......" Ye Jiu suddenly thought of the Yin soldiers in Lao Tunzi: "Yes, it's those Yin soldiers." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Meng was a little confused, although Ye Jiu had said before that it was very likely that that group of Yin Soldier armor soldiers were not ghosts in the understanding of ordinary people, and it was very likely that they were another kind of lifeform, but Zhang Meng still couldn't accept such an answer.

It seemed that Zhang Meng had long expected that he would not be able to accept this matter for a while, Ye Jiu said: "I have a feeling that the tomb not far in front of me can confirm my guess!" ”