"You have a heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Fang Hong nodded, then took off the big on his body, and handed it to Li Jin'an, Li Jinan quickly caught it, and then opened the door for Fang Hong.

The room wasn't very spacious, it could only accommodate a bed, and there was a faint smell of mold. Don't dislike the environment here, compared to other people's Chase shops, this place is already very good. Living in a chase shop, it's not a musty smell, but also a smell of feet, a fox smell, and a smell of urine, which is called an uncomfortable ah.

"Master, this quilt seems to be a little damp, I'll ask someone to change it for you." Li Jinan reached out and touched the futon on the bed, and couldn't help frowning. The water on the ship is heavy, and the quilts are damp and wet, which is impossible to sleep.

"It's fine. Fang Hong gently grabbed the quilt, and all the moisture in it steamed up in an instant, turning into a mist, converging into his palm, and finally turning into a cloud of water the size of a copper coin.

Seeing this magical scene in front of him, Li Jinan's eyes widened suddenly. Although he had already comprehended Fang Hong's supernatural powers, it was still very shocking.

"Old ...... Master, I'll go out first, you rest first. His voice stuttered a little, and he took his mouth to leave. When he thought that he could be a servant of the gods, he still felt a little dizzy. I often hear stories that if a person ascends to heaven with a chicken dog, can he also be naked?

As soon as he thought about it, his feet couldn't help but speed up. In the future, you can be diligent and fast, but you can't make the fairy master unhappy.

After Li Jinan left, Fang Hong leaned on the bed, propped up the window with one hand, and looked at the rolling waves outside. The rippling water gradually turned into a soft thought, gently soothing his somewhat manic spirit and reducing the pressure on his physical body.

Before he knew it, he narrowed his eyes slightly. Because of the backlash, he has not even rested steadily in the past few days, but now he is a little sleepy by the water.

By the time he woke up, it was almost dark outside. A bright moon hung outside the window, and the bright moonlight poured on the water like mercury, as if sprinkled with a layer of broken gold.

Looking at this gentle and quiet moonlight, Fang Hong thought of the snake demon he encountered in the illusion of the palace pavilion temple for no reason, as well as the symbol on the snake demon that seemed to be a totem pattern.

As soon as this thought came to him, in the depths of his mind, his spirit suddenly became condensed, and quickly converged into the shape of a rune. The form is simple, the pen is profound, full of rough and barbaric style, and suddenly, countless creatures can be seen worshipping towards this serpentine totem.

And in the moment when the snake totem was formed, the moonlight outside, as if refracted by an invisible mirror, split out and fell straight on Fang Hong's body.

"This ...... This is the power of the moon!" Fang Hong felt the cold power that wandered uncertainly, and a trace of surprise surged in his heart. When he was in the illusion, he attracted the power of Yuehua to treat the injury, but after he came out of the illusion, everything was as usual, he thought this thing was useless, but he didn't expect that it could really treat the injury.

It's just that the power of this moon is pitiful now, only about one-tenth of the illusion. Fang Hong's intuition told him that this might not be the cause of the totem, but something to do with the moon.

When in the illusion, the moon is huge like a bucket, and the power of the moon is even more majestic like a tide, surging endlessly. Now the moon is only the size of a disk, and the moonlight is pitiful, and it can only hang down in wisps.

The moonlight flowed through Fang Hong's sea of consciousness, and the slightest cool power slowly nourished his thoughts that were a little cracked. It's slow, but it's much better than before.

And the deepest river god imprint shook slightly, turning into a god with a human body and a snake's tail, standing quietly in the depths of the sea of knowledge.

As time passed, the appearance of this god became more and more condensed, which also meant that Fang Hong's scattered thoughts began to be gradually gathered.

"Buzz. As the scattered thoughts were no longer running around, the pressure on Fang Hong's physical body suddenly decreased. He carefully manipulated his blood, making it active, mending his badly damaged flesh.

As long as his thoughts can be contained, all injuries in his body are not a problem. Because the physical body can be nourished by incense, the big deal is that when the time comes, eat more, and you can make up for the loss.

Fang Hong's cultivation was in the middle of the night in the blink of an eye, and he didn't stop until the moon disappeared. Absorbing the power of the moon can nourish the spirit, and it is more effective than sleeping. Even if he didn't sleep all night, he was still in good spirits.

He sat on the bed for a while, and after a short time, the outside was brightened, and the night had passed.

Fang Hong pushed the door out, and in the morning, the cold outside was still quite heavy. There were only a few scattered men on the bow of the boat, and the sun was hidden in the misty depths, which not only did not bring the slightest heat, but made people feel more humid and cold.

"Sir, you're awake. As soon as Fang Hong stretched his body, Li Jinan trotted over from the side, still carrying a bucket of hot water in his hand.

"You're up too, why don't you sleep for a while?" Fang Hong couldn't help but laugh when he saw Li Jin'an's courteous appearance. What time was it, he got up, and looking at this appearance, he was already busy with his work.

Li Jinan grinned and didn't speak, just poured hot water into a basin and handed a sweat towel to Fang Hong. Fang Hong took the sweat towel, Fang Hong dipped it in some hot water, and wiped it on his face and hands. On this cold day, it's quite comfortable to wipe your body with hot water.

"Steward Jin, this is yesterday's day's flowing water, look at it. On the other side of the bow, a fat man in his thirties came up with a belly, followed by a fellow.

"It's a little thing, you can make up your own mind, go down. The fat man took the account book casually, and flipped through it a few times, and these merchant ships called the silver money collected by the passengers as running water, and it was generally divided between the stewards and the men on the ship, and the proprietor also turned a blind eye to these things.

However, the guests on the merchant ship are mostly bitter haha, and there is not much oil and water, and they have to share five or five points with the guys for this money, no wonder this fat man doesn't think much of it.

Hearing this voice, Fang Hong's ears pricked up slightly, how could he feel so familiar? His memory is still good, and he soon corresponded to a figure in his heart.