The reason why the fat man woke up suddenly was because his totem was killed, and he was seriously injured because of this, so he was able to break free from the illusion, and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was that his totem turned into a rain of light and disappeared into the air, he couldn't react to what happened for a while, until the cheers around him sounded, he woke up like a dream, his totem was killed, and he roared angrily with grievances: "What happened to you to Lord Totem." ”

But what I didn't expect in exchange was: "Eh, didn't you see it?" Killed? Oh, don't worry, it's not that the totem is virtual and won't die, at most it's a little injured, just rest for ten days and half a month. ”

If when he heard the first sentence, he felt that he just felt that this person was very ruthless, then when he heard the latter sentence, he felt that this person was absolutely quite ruthless, and it was quite deliberate!! This is a mockery of Youmu, what is it good to rest for ten days and half a month, is it okay to rest for ten days and half a month, such a serious injury will take at least a few years!!

Thinking of this, he was furious, and he was injured just now, and with a poof, he was actually spurted out of a mouthful of old blood, which was not the end, and after he vomited blood, he heard it again: "That's right, so you can count yourself as losing, right, the hundred crystals are mine, right?" Oops, why did you vomit blood? Don't be so stingy, it's just a hundred spars, don't be so distressed that you vomit blood......"

He couldn't hear the latter words clearly, because he thought of the hundred spars, and thought of the punishment he would receive without the hundred spars, he spurted out another mouthful of old blood, and then completely fainted......

"Isn't it, it's dizzy?" Mo Shu saw that the fat man vomited two mouthfuls of blood and then collapsed to the ground unconscious, he was so frightened that he hurriedly ran over to investigate his injuries, and then he put down his heart and returned to his slow appearance, at this time the defensive shield had been removed, and two young men came in, walked to the fat man's side, and carried him away to find the pill pharmacist on the ship.

Moshu walked up to the captain leisurely and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for delaying your time." ”

"It's okay, that's what made me see a wonderful duel." The captain smiled and handed over the Suzaku ring and the small cloth bag: "This is the lottery you won." ”

Mo Shu took his own Vermilion Bird Ring, but did not take the small cloth bag, he pointed to the cloth bag and said, "Regarding this, I still have something I want to ask the captain." ”

"What?" The captain asked, puzzled.

……

After a while, the captain listened to Moshu's words, his face was full of puzzlement, how could anyone do this? How could someone be so unconcerned about taking money as money, this is a hundred spars, not a small amount, not to mention that Moshu doesn't seem to be a rich man, but he is so disdainful of this floating wealth? I couldn't understand it, but she still agreed.

Mo Shu dragged his tired body and walked back to the room, and along the way, people kept pointing at him, obviously recognizing him as the protagonist of the duel just now, it seems that I am still famous? He laughed to himself.

As soon as he stepped into the door, he collapsed to the ground, and after a while, there was a sound of his long, long, rhythmic breathing, this battle did not look at his victory, but in the meantime, how many talismans he used, how much effort he spent, and the seven lamentations that were forcibly launched, made his consciousness almost exhausted, he was forced not to let himself fall, in order to survive until he returned to the room, otherwise at the moment of the duel, he could already fall asleep.

Yue Haoyin heard the sound of Moshu, went out, and saw Moshu lying on the ground tired and asleep, his brows furrowed slightly, he walked over and picked up Moshu, took him to the room, and sent him to the bed.

……

"Bang bang." At some point, Moshu was woken up by a heavy knock on the door, but his eyelids were as heavy as Mount Tai, causing him to fail to open his eyes for a long time.

"What about that kid, tell him to come out."

“……”

"Young Master Ben is talking to you, I didn't hear it, tell that kid to come out."

“……”

Mo Shu shook his head helplessly, someone must have come looking for him, but he was stopped by Ah Hao, he dragged his heavy body, struggled to the door, rubbed his eyes tiredly and asked, "Who?" ”

The person who came heard his voice and wanted to rush in angrily, but he was helplessly blocked by the moon hazy yin, so he could only shout from afar: "You finally came out, what do you mean by this, are you deliberately humiliating me?" ”

"What do you mean?" Moshu yawned and walked to the door, it turned out that the fat man came to him yesterday, this fat man didn't look very good, his fat face looked a little pale, his eyes were bloodshot, I don't know if he was worried about yesterday's fiasco and stayed awake all night.

When the fat man heard Moshu's words, his face turned red, and he looked very excited: "Don't pretend to be garlic, you want to humiliate me and say it directly, you don't have to beat around the bush like this, your skills are not as good as others, this young master admits it, but if you want to humiliate me like this and make me bow my head, it is impossible!" ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Mo Shu leaned softly against the door and said impatiently: "I'll go back to sleep if it's nothing, I really don't know what you said." "Someone has completely forgotten what the captain told him to do yesterday.

"You, you, you!" The fat man's lips squirmed, and his stubby fingers pointed at Moshu for a long time without speaking, and when he saw Moshu's impatient expression, he was deflated, and had to whisper: "Since this morning, there has been an endless stream of civilians to thank me, what the hell is going on?" ”

As soon as he thought that since this morning, there had been all kinds of civilians from all over the world, speaking with different regional accents, and some even dragging their families to bow and thank him, he felt incredible, he had never been thanked by so many people in his life, but when he came back to his senses, he thought again, he hadn't done anything, this could not be that kid's trick, and then he began to fidget, so there was this scene in front of him.

"Oh, you said that." Mo Shu then remembered what he asked the captain to do yesterday, and he said disapprerovitly: "They are thanking you for the grace of a meal, ah no, it is a lot of food, don't be excited, it is estimated that in the next forty days, you will be in this situation." ”

Zhou Fatzi listened inexplicably, what a meal and a lot of food, what is the matter with him.

Seeing the fat man's confused eyes, Moshu said lightly: "The hundred crystals you lost to me, I used them to invite them to dinner, and on this trip, the food of the whole ship will come out of the hundred crystals." ”

"A hundred spars, eat?" Zhou Fatzi suddenly felt a little out of breath, you said it lightly, that's a whole hundred spars, you can take it to invite someone to dinner, or invite a group of untouchables, he glared angrily at Moshu, seeing that there was going to be a violent quarrel again.

Moshu quickly closed the door, and said before closing the door: "I know you are very moved, you must have never been worshiped so much in your life, alas, don't thank me too much, I'm going to sleep, goodbye, bye." ”

"Thank you, sister! Thank you for your face! Thanks for the hammer! Zhou Fatzi yelled at the closed door, but it was a fait accompli, what could he do, he could only lament his hundred spars, and then silently walked back to his room, continuing to passively accept the endless stream of visitors and thanks that should not belong to him.

After closing the door, Mo Shu patted his chest and muttered, "I'm helping you do good deeds, alas, in a few days, you will be grateful to me." ”

Now that he was woken up, he didn't seem to be in the mood to sleep, and after gobbling up breakfast, Moshu began to punch diligently again.

The days passed day by day in the painful cultivation and happy harvest, Moshu's physique strengthened little by little, he sometimes pinched his bones, and could vaguely feel the fluctuation of the water power inside, but with it, it was his amount of food, and he was also developing towards the rice bucket step by step, just like that, in a blink of an eye, half a month had passed, and nearly half of the journey had passed, and nothing special had happened during this time.

Until today, the last day of May, after Moshu stayed at home for half a month, he finally decided to go out to breathe, but he didn't expect that as soon as he went out, something happened.