In this coastal town with a population of less than 1,000, fishing is the way most people make ends meet. It's almost winter, there are not many cold-water fish in this water, and as the sea temperature drops, the fish will drift along the ocean current to a warmer place, so while there is still a period of time before winter, other families have already prepared winter food, such as dried fish, pickled salted fish, etc.

But Kraft wasn't ready, because he was too old, and some old problems always came out of his way at critical moments. A few days ago, when everyone was busy fishing and stockpiling food, he suddenly suffered from joint inflammation and couldn't get out of bed at all, so he recuperated for a month.

After delaying for such a long time, if he didn't hurry up the winter storage, this winter would be difficult, so he had to work day and night, and he had to go out to sea to fish under the moonlight, but fortunately, the searchlight of this broken fishing boat was not broken, and the light could still shine far away, so as not to cast the net in the dark.

The youngest grandson, John, insisted on following him out to sea, first, because he was worried that his legs and feet would be in danger at sea, and second, he had never seen the ocean in the dark night, and his heart was full of childlike curiosity. Kraft couldn't help him, so he had to take him with him.

Although winter has not yet arrived, the weather is getting cooler, and it is not as much as usual to harvest in a net, but the world's deepest La Marado trench is near here, affected by the trench, there are many kinds of fish, shrimp, crabs and mussels in this sea area, and there are always some that do not follow the current.

As long as you can withstand the cold, even if you fish in winter, you will have some harvest and will not starve to death.

Kraft didn't want to fish in the winter, and in order not to starve to death, he was frozen to death, which was not a good deal, so he had to work overtime for winter storage.

He pulled the net up with great difficulty, and there was no shadow of fish and shrimp in the end, indicating that there was no loot in this net. Kraft shook the small fish and shrimp at the bottom of the net onto the deck, and his grandson John bent down to pick them up one by one from the bucket. Kraft grabbed the net with both hands and lifted it vigorously, and cast another net.

As soon as the net entered the water, it quickly fell downward, and the rope attached to the bow of the boat to hold the net in place was suddenly straightened, causing the boat to move forward.

Kraft was in ecstasy, wasn't this a calf in his pocket? If that were the case, this net alone would be enough to survive the winter. But then he frowned again, it was not a problem to drag a calf when he was young and strong, but now he was in his twilight years, and with his old bones alone, the greatest possibility was to watch the prey break through the fishing net and slip away.

Everything must be tried, he thought, what if God, in mercy, accidentally borrowed some strength from himself, and he exerted all his strength to fight the prey in the water. As a result, he pulled up with all his might, and the net was very light, and he used his strength in the open space, and under the action of inertia, he fell backwards and sat down hard.

This almost snapped Kraft's old waist, he rubbed his waist and eyes, grabbed the fishing net and looked at it, his expression extremely disappointed. There was a big hole in the bottom of the net, not to mention the small whales, not even a single crab, only a few small shrimps caught in the burrs on the ropes, jumping around and laughing at the useless old fisherman.

"Fake, Fake!" Craft cursed. John walked over to comfort his grandfather, but accidentally caught a glimpse of the sea in front of him, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Kraft noticed his grandson's abnormality, stopped cursing, and looked into the water, which didn't matter, the old man almost had a heart attack and died on the boat.

Two red horns burning with flames in the water gradually rose, and as the red horns were exposed, a human face rose again. The eyes on his face have no whites, like a glass bead that is black and shiny. Then another face slowly rose out of the water, this face was relatively normal, it was the face of a fat child, but it was very pale.

Suddenly, the man with horns on his head hugged the little fat boy next to him, suddenly got out of the water and ran upward, he jumped into the air and stopped, under the moonlight, a pair of hideous black wings fanned around his body like two black sails.

Ding Jiayi stared at the people on the fishing boat below in mid-air, this was the first person he saw when he came to the human world, and the first living human he saw in his memory (of course, all of them were dead in hell).

Kraft looked up at Ding Jiayi in a daze, and muttered, "God, I caught a demon ......"

John's reaction was very different from his grandfather's, his small body trembled slightly with excitement, and he pointed to the sky and shouted, "C-O-O-L!"

Kraft quickly covered his grandson's mouth, joking, casually pointing at the demon, isn't it death? Although John's mouth was covered, he still stared at the sky intently, he didn't know what it was, he just thought it was so handsome, it was just cool and crazy.

The four eyes in the sky, the four eyes on the ship, and the eight eyes looked at each other for a long time, all of them with curiosity about unknown species, and of course, two of the four eyes on the ship were filled with fear and two with adoration.

Ding Jiayi slowly folded his wings and fell towards the boat. If you just come to the world, you are not familiar with life, you have to find someone to understand the situation, since you are so destined for the old man below, then make a friend, chatter, and talk about your heart. That's what he thought.

Kraft didn't think so, he saw the demon with long horns, black eyes, and a pair of huge wings rushing towards him, and the scenes of the demon eating people that he had seen on TV, in the cinema, in novels, and in picture books flashed through his mind one by one, so he knelt on the ground with an ordinary sound, and kowtowed again and again:

"Lord Demon, I'm just a dry old man, my little grandson hasn't grown much meat, we don't eat good, and if we don't do it, it will hurt your teeth, so you can let us go!"

And Ding Jiayi's ears heard "%#|+**-*/-*@#¥¥##%--!#@@~/*-*/#-#!#¥@!@#//¥¥%......!@#¥%@#@#%", he was infinitely confused.

He slowly landed on the boat, and subconsciously stretched out a hand to press on the top of Kraft's head, Kraft's body was shocked, and he was shocked, thinking that it was over, and this demon was going to eat from his head first.

Of course, Ding Jiayi would not eat him, but a wisp of information came out of the old man's head and passed to Ding Jiayi's brain through the palm on the top of his head. The content of this message is huge, including various situations in the human world, history, geography, culture, language, etc., etc., which is also mixed with the old man's life experience.

Another new skill has been opened, called Demon Knowledge, but Ding Jiayi is not surprised, because he has already had two similar experiences before.

Through this information, he learned that the time on earth was the evening of November 9, 2732 A.D., and that he was in a small fishing village on the southern coast of the country called Spania.

The world is now in an era of highly developed science and technology, and in comparison, the level of science and technology in the empire is not enough at all. By reading Kraft's memories, Ding Jiayi learned that some advanced technologies could even pose a life-threatening threat to him.

It is precisely because of the emergence of these technologies that the human world no longer fears ghosts and gods, and religion has almost no influence on human beings, only huddled in a few small places, accepting the occasional pious worshippers. He shook his head helplessly, feeling a little funny.

Because of Ning Xiaoqian, he has always been curious about that place in the Song Dynasty, but there is no information about the Song Dynasty in the memory of this old man, and he thinks it is a place very far away from here.

Immediately afterward, he saw Kraft's life—a young man who failed in business, became impoverished, and was reduced to a small town, where he made a living as a fisherman. When he was middle-aged, his son and daughter-in-law both died in shipwreck, leaving a grandson to depend on him until he was old.

"What a wretched man. Ding Jiayi couldn't help but sigh.

Kraft's eyes widened instantly, for he understood the words, which were in plain Sbanian language! But how could a demon say such a thing? Could this not be a demon, but an angel? The depictions in the Bible are all upside down?