"Grandpa...... This..."Feng Xiaoman was stunned.

Old man Feng was also stunned, he thought that there would be a big harvest today, and the big harvest of clinker was really a big harvest, but it was not a fish.

"Grandpa... It's not going to be... Mermaid, right?" Feng Xiaoman regained his composure, stared at the naked~ naked young man inside the transparent sphere, and asked softly.

"If a mermaid has a gender, Grandpa, I also believe that he is a mermaid. Old man Feng replied angrily.

The grandfather and grandson wrapped the ball in seaweed, and it took a lot of effort to roll the thing into their hut.

Old Man Feng is just a fisherman who honestly hands over to others to fish for a living, poor but simple and kind. The person in the transparent ball clearly didn't look like someone who was already dead, so his first thought was to move the thing to his home.

Feng Xiaoman's floral clothes are gone, but her twelfth birthday is obviously the most meaningful one in her life.

Under the dim oil lamp, Feng Xiaoman lay on the huge transparent sphere, looked at the young man curled up inside, and said to himself: "Are you the son of the sea god? Or the child of the thousand-year-old clam that grandpa said?"

"Old man Feng, old man Feng, get out. ”

There was a loud shouting outside the door, followed by the sound of the broken fence door being kicked open.

Old man Feng crawled out of the hut with a roll, Feng Xiaoman hurriedly wrapped the transparent ball in rags, and heard a person outside the door shouting: "Okay, old man Feng, today's weather is so good, you are blessed at home, what about today's harvest?"

Old man Feng's trembling voice sounded: "Mr. Guo, the villain's body is ...... today"

Old man Feng hadn't finished his words yet. There was a 'bang' outside the door, followed by the sound of fists and kicks, followed by the man: "Lazy people have a lot of and pee, aren't you still dead?" Old thing, I can tell you, the Guo family's money is not so easy to earn, your salary this month is deducted from the charter fee, but you owe the Guo family two taels of silver, you are limited to pay it off within three days, otherwise you will roll up the shop and leave, and this house will be mortgaged. ”

This man spoke very rudely. Don't give Old Man Feng room to speak at all. After a few curses, he walked away.

Feng Xiaoman waited for a long time but didn't see his grandfather enter the door, so he called 'grandpa', but there was no response outside, so he walked out with an oil lamp.

Just walked to the door. I saw Old Man Feng walking in with his hair scattered and his mouth full of blood.

Feng Xiaoman was startled. With an exclamation, the oil lamp in his hand fell to the ground.

The lamp oil spilled on the rag wrapped in the transparent ball. Suddenly it burst into flames.

"Ding Ding"

As the rag burned, the transparent sphere wrapped in it suddenly made a crisp sound.

"Grandpa, grandpa. Put out the fire quickly. Feng Xiaoman panicked, Old Man Feng was beaten just now, a mess, at this time, when he saw the fire, he suddenly came to his senses, grabbed the farm tool on the side, and smashed it headlessly.

As soon as the clinker fell, the flames that were burning on the roof were suddenly extinguished, and the house was suddenly dark.

Suddenly, a long sigh rang out in the room.

"Who?" Old man Feng had a bloody face, his hair was scattered, and he was holding Feng Xiaoman, who was trembling in his arms, and he exclaimed in this dark and quiet night, looking extremely eerie and terrifying.

No one answered, but a fire suddenly lit up in the room, and by the bright light of the fire, Old Man Feng suddenly saw a young man with a stripe standing in the middle of the house.

What's even more terrifying is that the only light in the room is a flame burning on his finger.

The middle-aged man looked at Old Man Feng and then at himself, suddenly stretched out his other hand, grabbed a few long black hair, and scattered it on his shoulders, then grabbed the rags full of holes on the ground and wrapped it around his body, and then wiped his mouth, as if he felt that the red thing on Old Man Feng's face would not be found for a while, and suddenly scratched his head in confusion, looking at Old Man Feng in a daze.

"Master... Grandpa, he... He's that person..."Feng Xiaoman's voice trembled, and he said cautiously.

Old man Feng also recognized this young man, it was the young man who was curled up in the transparent sphere, but he didn't expect that the transparent ball broke when the fire burned just now, and he actually woke up.

"Young man, are you awake?" asked Old Man Feng tentatively, puffing his hair.

The clinker man also followed the example of Old Man Feng and pulled his hair with both hands, it was nothing to tie his hair, the key was that a bright flame was burning on his fingers at the moment. If you go on like this, I'm afraid it's another fire.

But what happened next made Old Man Feng's face change greatly, and Feng Xiaoman's big eyes widened.

The young man's fingers burned with flames, and his fingers ran through his hair, which was not even ignited.

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other, and then looked at the young man in unison, and the young man stared at the two of them like this, but did not speak.

"Who are you, where are you from?" Old Man Feng tried to control his voice extremely gently.

The young man opened his mouth, but made a 'ho-ho' sound.

Feng Xiaoman hurriedly said: "Grandpa, is his mouth too dry to speak?" ”

As soon as the clinker Feng Xiaoman's words fell, the young man opened his mouth and said, "Water ...... The "water ......" look confused and confused, but more than that, joy.

Old man Feng put his mind at ease, slowly squatted down and picked up the oil lamp, fortunately the lamp oil was not burned dry, he re-lit the oil lamp, scooped a bowl of water in a sand pit at the door and brought it in.

When he entered the house, he saw the young man crouching in front of the oil lamp, his hand as if he was not afraid of fire, and he was gently plucking the wick of the oil lamp with his fingers.

Strange to say, as soon as the fire on his finger touched the wick, the bean-like light of the oil lamp was instantly extinguished. The young man seemed to like to play very much, glanced at Feng Xiaoman, who was also squatting not far in front of him, smiled, and lit the oil lamp with the fire on his fingers, and then extinguished, lit and extinguished......

Old man Feng cautiously handed over the broken bowl and made a gesture to drink water, the young man obviously understood, and drank the water with a grunt. As soon as he drank the water, Old Man Feng's ancestors and grandsons suddenly heard the sound of a surging tide, at first they thought that there was another tide outside, but this sound seemed to be in their ears again.

"It's... His belly!" Feng Xiaoman let out a low breath, the young man drank a bowl of water, and actually heard the sound of the tide rolling in his stomach.

The grandfather and grandson were relatively shocked, but they saw that the strange man began to fiddle with the wick again, as if the flame of the wick bean was very attractive to him.

But the oil lamp had just been overturned, and there was not much oil left in it, and he had extinguished and lit it like this, and the flames on his fingers seemed to be extremely unusual, and the little oil left was only burned out for a while, and no matter how he lit it, he couldn't light it again. (To be continued......)