readx;? The little girl looked at the sea for a long time, until the sunset completely fell to the bottom of the sea, and the port of Sophie was lit by a candle of fire, and her eyes reflected the light of the fire, which was beautiful. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She opened her mouth, then collapsed on the bed, covered with the quilt, and looked like a wounded cat.

While the little girl was looking at the sea, Ian was looking at her. She never noticed that a pair of eyes had been on her, maybe she did, but she didn't say anything.

Ian sighed and didn't say anything in the end. Then the door to the room opened again, and the room welcomed its last tenant, a skinny man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks. As soon as he saw him, Ian remembered a skinny monkey-like hunter in the King's Slayer team, and his words were always harsh and uncomfortable.

"Hey, everybody. The thin man was carrying a large bag of things, and he was wearing a certain tall green hat on his head, and at this moment he was smiling and taking off his hat to everyone in the room, "My name is Big Ben, and I hope we get along well." ”

Another weirdo.

This was the first thought that came to Ian's mind, even though he was so thin, he took the name of Big Ben. And in this room, except for Ian, the little girl and the fisherman were already asleep, but Big Ben greeted the two of them excitedly as if he didn't see it. In the end, it didn't matter if they came back or not, they took care of themselves, humming a song and putting their luggage under the bed.

"Hey, buddy, this guy smells terrible, doesn't it?" Big Ben frowned as he hummed, apparently catching the scent that permeated the room, so he turned to Ian and said, "I really want to throw him out, you say." ”

Ian didn't know what to do, just smiled, then yawned, pretended to be tired, rolled over, and ignored Ben. He had thought that Ben would settle down, but it turned out that he had thought too much, and Ben sat cross-legged on the bed, took off his shoes, and revealed his stinky feet, which smelled no less than that of fishermen. Then he said to himself: "Hey, this time I want to buy some wild corals and sell them, I will definitely make a lot of money, and there are sea fish."

Ian carefully stuffed his ears with strips of cloth before he felt the world settle down. He leaned over the window to look out the window, at the fishermen who were doing business in the dim lights, and at the crew who were smoking guns and laughing on the boat. Ian suddenly felt that this kind of life was actually very beautiful, there were no dragons, no hunters, no alchemy, and he only cared about whether he could catch fish every day, wouldn't it be simple and beautiful?

Ian thought about it for a long time, but finally couldn't stop the sleepiness that came to him, so he slowly fell asleep in the dim light.

Shaibe.

The late arrival of spring gave the fishermen the best gift, and they went out to sea to catch a large number of fish during the two days of calm and calm. These marine fish are dried enough to feed each family for more than a month, and if they can't eat enough, they can be sold. This simple life, day after day, year after year, is satisfying for the residents of Shaibe.

But there was a little boy who was not satisfied with this comfortable life.

Wearing an iron pot on his head and a spatula on his body, Mullen panted and walked through the streets of Shaibe and climbed up the small two-story building of a family. The well-fed people looked at the little boy with interest to see what he wanted to do.

Maren climbed up to the second floor of the building, stood on the roof, and desperately knocked the iron pot with a shovel, making a "bang" sound, attracting everyone's attention. Others looked at Mullen's hard knocking on the pot and teased: "Mullen, you stole all the pots and shovels at home, do you want Jack to clean you up." ”

"yes, Mullen, wasn't it enough to be beaten last time?" the other teased as well.

"Why did you come last time?"

"It seems that because he has been talking about sea monsters, worried that the sea monsters are coming and eating us all. The man imitated Mullen's voice with a shrill voice, "Oh Daddy, believe me, there really are sea monsters!"

The crowd burst into laughter. Mullen was blushing with anger. He wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say, what to say to make everyone believe that there was really a sea monster? He was really, really, really heard the voice of the sea monster, why couldn't anyone hear it?

Mullen looked at the playful expressions of the crowd and listened to the angry shouts of his father who came from afar. At a young age, he felt a deep powerlessness, why, why didn't everyone believe me.

"If there is a sea monster, then you should stand in front of everyone before the sea monster comes. ”

Mullen remembered what Ian had said to him before leaving, Ian was a hunter and he believed his word. So he stood in front of everyone now, and watched the rolling waves of the sea, and the whimpering of the wind.

"Sea monster, here. ”

Ian was awakened by the biting wind. When he opened his eyes, he found that the coastline, which had been brightly lit, was already pitch black, and the smooth sea was making huge waves. The boat is like a leaf falling into the water on the sea, as if it could be blown away by the wind at any time.

Ian sat up jerkily, feeling the rain fall on his face.

"It's windy again. The sleeping fisherman rolled over and sat up from his bed, then quickly walked to the window and closed it with all his might, so that no more wind could pour in.

Big Ben woke up in a daze, still rubbing his eyes, asking what had happened. Ian glanced at him, barely laughing, only to see that he was still wearing the tall green hat, which looked like a giant weighing stone in the darkness.

"The wind is blowing. The fisherman added, "Just close the windows, the sea breeze won't blow them out." ”

Ian opened his mouth, and just as he was about to say something, he noticed that the entire hotel was shaking slightly. All the travelers were awakened, and they were shouting, cursing, and complaining in the sudden sea breeze. You can hear the "popping" sound coming from the wooden staircase, as if it is about to fall apart.

The fisherman silently lit a cigarette for himself: "The sea breeze can't blow down this house, these people can toss and collapse the house by themselves." ”

Ian thought the fisherman's words were philosophical.

Big Ben pinched his nose dissatisfied: "I said can you not smoke at this time, the smell of smoke can't get out!"

The fisherman took back his cigarette and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry, I'm not smoking." In the past, every time the sea breeze came, I would sit on the fishing boat and smoke and wait for the sea breeze to pass, so I got used to it. ”

Ian asked curiously, "How long will the sea breeze last?" ”

"It's hard to say, this level of sea breeze is actually not called sea breeze, it's called typhoon. "Sometimes it takes a day or two, sometimes it blows for ten days and half a month." Therefore, people who live by the sea will have a reserve of food at home, because when the typhoon comes, there is nothing to do. ”

Ian nodded knowingly, and then he suddenly caught a glimpse of the other bed by the window, the same bed where the little girl slept, and the little girl was wrapped in a sheet, shivering on the bed.

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