The feathered fox stood on top of a fishing boat, looking through a telescope at the distant Sumeru seat.

Watching the spherical submersible slowly sink into the sea, a smile appeared on his face.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead...", he muttered softly, and turned his head to look quietly at the dense crowd of people standing on the deck, "Well, the fierce ghost is out of the cage!" Let's party! Everybody! ”

"Roar!" She was greeted by a roar like a beast.

At the same time, Nu Liang Slippery Scoop coughed softly, stood outside a frosted glass and whispered, "Eriyi, stop playing, Yuan Zhisheng needs you." ”

Eri sat in a large square bronze bathtub and blew gently forward, and the little yellow duck was floated forward on the surface of the water.

Listening to the soft cry of the slave Liang outside, Eri Yi was slightly stunned, then stood up from the bathtub, bent down and stretched out her hand, held the little yellow duck in her arms, and walked towards the frosted glass door so nakedly.

Seeing the figure behind the frosted glass getting closer and closer, Nu Liang touched the back of his bare head helplessly.

"Remember to put on your clothes when you come out!" The tone was a little stern, this was not the first time he had reminded Eri.

The sound of bare feet slapping against the floor suddenly stopped, and then disappeared again.

"Hey..."Nu Liang sighed softly, turned his back, and stopped looking at the frosted glass.

Parent Uesugi opened her suitcase, revealing a red and white shrine maiden costume inside. She first stuffed the duckling into the pocket of the maiden's suit, and then put it on again.

Obviously, a girl who looks 17 or 8 years old, but her mental age is childish and terrifying.

Put on everything and walk slowly out of the glass door.

Nu Liang Slippery Scoop listened to the movement behind him, was slightly stunned, and then turned his head and looked at Eri Yi.

"Hey... I want to go in place of you..."I wanted to reach out and touch the dark red hair of Eri Yi, but due to her short stature, I had no choice but to give up.

Eri lowered her head, watching Nu Liang's smooth movements, suddenly stepped forward, bent down, and reached out to touch Nu Liang's bare head.

Nu Liang was stunned for a moment, slapped Eri's hand away, his eyes widened, and he was about to get angry, but he saw Eri Yi lowering his head.

Nu Liang suddenly had a helpless smile on his face, and stretched out his thin fingers and touched his head.

"This time... It's up to you—" The old man's eyes twinkled with anticipation.

No one knows how long he has been waiting for this day, the fierce ghosts have been waiting for the recovery of the ancestor, but they don't want to, why aren't the eight families of the snake Qi waiting for the same.

"At a depth of 30 meters, the flow rate is stable, everything is normal." Caesar reported as he operated the antique-level submersible.

Lu Xiu, as an elderly man who doesn't even have a mobile phone, really can't play these high-end things.

In fact, he can use a mobile phone, but when he thinks of being addicted to mobile phones in his previous life, he has a kind of spiritual resistance to mobile phones in this life.

Looking out the observation window overhead, the lights are getting farther and farther away, and the surroundings are getting darker and darker, and the deep blue water is gradually turning black.

Chu Zihang turned on the external light source, and the ten meters around him finally lit up.

After some manipulation, Caesar released the compressed air inside the submersible, and the circular submersible descended even faster.

Then he took out an aluminum tube of cigar from his pocket, bit off the cigar head, and lit it.

"It's been another long, boring wait." Lu Xiu sighed.

The other two did not speak, and there was silence in the narrow space.

The feeling of falling is constant, and the silence and cramped space makes people feel like crazy.

"I said, don't you feel bored?" Lu Xiu twisted for a while, and suddenly regretted that he didn't bring a handheld machine down, and the tight-fitting combat uniform on his body made this sloppy man who usually couldn't even wear a suit uncomfortable.

"The instructor obviously taught us sword meditation, why are you restless at this time?" Chu Zihang asked with some confusion.

"It's not that people are old, and they talk a lot." Lu Xiu thought that when he couldn't speak before, it was called a taciturn, since he could speak, his memory came back, and people became a lot happier, obviously his previous personality was more inclined to Virgil, but now he is alive and well enough to be true to Dante's words, and he doesn't stop for a moment.

"The mentor used to have very few words?" It was rare that Chu Zihang began to deliberately find a topic to talk about, and it seemed that he was also stuffy enough.

"Hmph, I used to talk less than you did." Lu Xiu snorted.

"Oh? Could it be that Chu Zihang's painting style in the future will become the same as that of Tutor Lu Xiu? Caesar looked at the two with interest, both of them were swordsmen, and they always felt very similar.

Of course, it's character.

"When you get old, you will understand, and when you see something unpleasant, you have to nag a few words, and when it's cold, you want to tell the people around you to wear more clothes. It's okay to be idle, just worry about it. Lu Xiu was quite self-deprecating.

"It's... Is that so? Chu Zihang was slightly stunned, he remembered his mother, obviously he, the son, had been worrying about his mother, not his mother worrying about his son.

"That means you're in old age." Lu Xiu squinted his eyes and said lightly, if he was still holding a cup of tea in his hand at this time, and the tea was still soaked with wolfberries, he would really look like an old man.

"Poofhahahaha! Chu Zihang, are you so old in your heart! No wonder you don't take part in some recreational activities! Caesar burst out laughing.

Chu Zihang didn't speak, just slowly closed his eyes, he regretted opening this topic a little.

Yuan Zhisheng listened to the chat of the three neuropaths in the communication channel, and couldn't help but raise his head and pat his forehead, he really had a feeling that these three two hundred and five seemed to be singing and dancing in that narrow diving tank, obviously it was such a rigorous work, and they could even chat and fart, saying that they were mentally enduring, or their brains were really abnormal.

Suddenly, a voice came from another channel.

"Young master, the fierce ghosts have been dispatched, and the wind group and the fire group are fighting with them."

"Isn't the war urgent?" Yuan Zhisheng listened to the deep voice in the headset, and was a little puzzled.

"It's not urgent, they seem to be here to play, and they were beaten by the wind group and the fire group."

Yuan Zhisheng touched his chin, looked at the two green dots above the radar, representing the wind group and the fire group, and frowned slightly.

He hung up the channel lightly and glanced at Sakura beside him.

Sakura was slightly stunned and quickly ran towards the outside of the command room.

"It's menacing..."Gen Zhisheng sighed softly, slowly took off his coat, pulled out the Miyaki Pill on his waist, and began to wipe it.