Let's take our protagonist on a time machine journey back in time to the early 17th century to the middle of the 22nd century. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the screen switches at the southern tip of Spain, near the Strait of Gibraltar, with a port of Cadiz. One day in February 1679, when the weather was calm, the fishermen of the port of Cadiz went out to sea in their boats, as usual.

A few hours passed, and there were many large and small fish piles in the cabins of the fishermen's boats. At this time, a fishing net sank again, and the fishermen hurried to retract the net with joy. However, when people looked into the net that had been pulled up, they were almost stunned: there was a monster that looked like a human being lying in the net! The monster looked like a burly young man with a height of 1.80 meters, with slightly curly hair as brown and red as fire, and his body was naked. His pale skin was almost transparent, and his hands resembled duck's paws, connected by a thin brown film between his fingers. Most startlingly, his back, along his spine to the tail vertebrae, and his chest, from his neck to the bottom of his belly, were all covered by rows of glittering scales......

The monster struggled desperately like a beast in the fishing net, and still muttered something in its mouth. It took a dozen fishermen a lot of effort to drag it onto the boat and tie it up.

As soon as the fishing boat docked, the monster was sent to a monastery not far from the harbor. When the priest heard about this strange thing, he hurriedly took his Bible and held a solemn prayer ceremony in the monastery, hoping to use the power of God to dispel all kinds of natural and man-made disasters that the monster might bring.

Stories of the capture of monsters from the water soon spread along the coastal areas of the Andalusian foothills of southern Spain.

Every day, many people come from a few kilometers or dozens of kilometers away to the monastery to catch a glimpse of the monster. The monster's mouth was always mumbling and muffling. In order to find out what the monster was talking about, several linguists were invited to talk to the human-like monster for several days. Unfortunately, they couldn't even understand a word of what the fish-people were saying. Once, however, a clear word popped out of the fish's mouth: "Li-ye-ga-Ne-s". The linguists didn't care, but a young worker who had risen to see the bustle of the Andalusian shipyard heard what it meant.

In Puerto Gatiz, no one knows what the word "Liegañez" represents. However, this young man, who had come from other places to work in the Andalusian shipyard in Puerto Cadiz, understood that "Liegañez" was the name of a small riverside village in the northernmost province of Spain, Cantabrian, 1,000 kilometers away.

Here, we have to mention a bizarre disappearance case five years ago: in 1656, in the village of Liegáñez on the banks of the Mae Yere River in the province of Cantabrian in northern Spain, 35-year-old Maria Kaisa gave birth to a boy named Flessisco Michael Cassan. Flessisco, the fourth in his family, has loved to play in the water since he was a child, and he often goes swimming in the Mae Ye River with his three older brothers. Before he was 5 years old, Fleicisco was already famous for his swimming skills.

In 1672, Flesisco, a handsome blonde boy who had just turned 16, left his mother and his hometown and went to Las Arenas, not far from his hometown, to apprentice in a sawmill. Every night, when the stars fill the night sky, he always jumps into the Mae Yar River and sinks in the deep water to relieve the fatigue of the day.

On the eve of the Baptist Day of 1674, Fleisisco wandered along with some carpenters from the sawmill to the Meyer River, looking at the rushing Maeer River in the distance. At first, everyone stood on the shore and watched his head flicker and flicker with the undulations of the waves, and they all praised him for his excellent water ability. Later, he didn't show his head for a long time. The partners knew that he was good at the water, and they went back to the factory without waiting for him to go ashore.

However, on the second and third days...... Fleicisco never returned. The factory had to send someone to the village of Liegáñez and tell his mother Maria about the disappearance.

The news of Flessisco's disappearance plunged the brothers who had been together into deep sorrow. They endured the pain and searched all the way along the Meyer River. The three brothers searched for a long time on every cliff and shoal along the coast to the mouth of the sea, and on all the beaches of the bay, but to the disappointment that they could not find the body of their brother Flesisco.

Just after the New Year of 1680, the monastery sent someone to escort the half-fish-half-human monster to the north in the early spring breeze. The group walked for a whole month, and the majestic Cantabrian Mountain was in front of them. Just climb over the Cantabrian Mountains and follow the Meyer River all the way north to the village of Lieganez, Flesisco's hometown.

As the village of Liegañez drew closer, the escorts noticed that the fish-man was looking unusual. He fidgeted in the carriage, fidgety, and muttered something indistinctly. Finally, the priest stopped the carriage. Before the carriage could stop, the fish-man trembled and stretched out his foot to touch the ground. Then, he jumped out of the car and walked forward like a human, until he reached Maria's door.

Aunt Maria quickly recognized that the fish-man standing in front of her was none other than her youngest son, Flessisco, who had been missing for five years. The three elder brothers also led their wives and gathered around them when they heard the news.

However, the strange thing is that the fish-people did not show the slightest joy and joy when meeting their loved ones, and even the excitement before arriving home disappeared without a trace.

Since then, Flessisko the Fishman has lived in the place where he was born for more than two years.

For two years, Flessisco had been silent. Sometimes, he would wander alone in the yard melancholy; Sometimes, he lies on the ground, silently motionless; More often than not, he likes to wear rags and voraciously devour live fish and raw meat for hours on end. Occasionally, he would go days without eating, and in his muttered words, people understood only one word—bread.

One night in 1682, the stars and moon were in the sky. It seems that someone is thousands of miles away in the deep sea, emitting some kind of mysterious song that seduces the soul. At this moment, Fleisisco, who was lying quietly on the ground, suddenly perked up, his eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, he jumped up excitedly, and rushed straight to the door, as if someone was calling him. At the door, on the way, Flessisko broke free from the people's barriers and deftly galloped towards the Meyer River.

Eventually, in the spot where Flessisco, the fish-man used to swim in his childhood, he jumped nimbly into the river. He has not been seen since.

Hundreds of years have passed, and Flessisco the Fish-Man has faded into oblivion in the hearts of Spaniards. Only the monastery in Cantabrian, the homeland of the Fish-Man, still has written information about Flessisco: Flessisco's birth certificate from 1656, written accounts of his two disappearances, records of the priest of the monastery of Puerto Gatiz, and some circumstantial evidence.

In a future underwater castle 5,000 meters below the west coast of the Atlantic Ocean, some anthropologists are debating whether humans evolved from primates or from marine life, and some people have pointed to this unusual wonder in Spanish history. As a result, people dug up Flessisco's archives from the dusty archives, saying that he later became the king of the kingdom of Atlantis, and that he and the Atlanteans lived in underground tunnels under the Atlantic Ocean, and that they occasionally came to the surface dressed in white, and that some people had submitted sightings and made them public. However, the public is at a loss for the public as these archival materials...... (To be continued.) )