Qi Bei heard the whispers between the goldfish clansmen: "The patriarch has never used such a long half a day, why hasn't the Golden Crow God come yet?"

"Will it not come?"

"I heard that the Wind Landing City in the Land of Xia Yuan has not waited for the Golden Crow God for fifty years. The wind came to the city lord to go to sea to ask the gods, but all failed. ”

"Do not doubt the will of the god Jinwu. Patriarchs can't go wrong. We just waited quietly. ”

Qi Bei remembered that the master said that the towering Fusang tree on Dongsang Island was the resting place of the Golden Crow God.

So far, the only time he has seen the hibiscus tree is when he saw a fire burning in his dream when he was poisoned.

Before Qi Bei could curiously raise his head to observe what the ancient giant tree looked like, he actually heard a voice.

"Woo...... Woohoo......"

Who's crying?

Qi Bei raised his eyes and looked around, there were only goldfish people in front of him, most of them were silent and waiting for the female matriarch to complete the summoning, how could anyone cry out of place?

Besides, if someone is really crying, why didn't the goldfish people notice it?

Could it be that I am hallucinating?

Qi Bei rubbed his ears.

Alas, the crying seems to be gone?

In a trance, Qi Bei actually saw the sun setting and the night falling, the goldfish people knelt on the ground motionless for a whole day, the old trunk and lush branches and leaves of the Fusang tree were all silent, and the matriarch who kept chanting prayers for a moment had a chapped mouth, and her voice had already begun to be hoarse, but despite this, she was still able to keep her mind undisturbed and continue to focus on establishing a connection with the Golden Crow God.

Qi Bei scratched his head, but it was hard for the matriarch to talk all day from morning to night, holding quicksand and gravel in both hands, and she couldn't put it down until the god came, and her arms must be very tired - it is really not easy to invite this golden crow god.

"Woo...... Woohoo......"

Hear someone crying again?

Qi Bei knocked on his head to make sure that he was not a dream in a dream, a fantasy in a fantasy, the goldfish people around him were normal, and he didn't see anyone else, so where did the cry come from?

Anyway, no one knew that Qi Bei was here, and no one could see him, Qi Bei boldly walked from the back to the front, carefully observing everyone present, but this group of pious goldfish people who knelt for a whole day, their legs went from sore to paralyzed, but they didn't say a word of complaint, and no one was crying among them.

Qi Bei was even more confused: So who is crying?

At this time, the expression of the matriarch moved, and some goldfish people pointed to the stars somewhere in the sky: "Look, the second star of wealth." ”

"Twin fortune stars are intertwined, and someone wants to marry two wives. "The goldfish people who know how to watch the stars at night are all right.

The matriarch was slightly disturbed, and her bright eyes quickly swept the sky that spread out the night, no matter what the celestial phenomenon was, it had nothing to do with welcoming the Golden Crow God, and she began to pray again.

The third person, who was older, slapped the two young ones on the back of the head and lowered his voice: "Whatever you do, pray earnestly with the patriarch." ”

Qi Bei didn't care too much about the double fortune stars in the sky.

Even the matriarch couldn't see the outsiders who broke into the illusion, Qi Bei cautiously approached her, looking at her young side face that was not murderous, only pious, and couldn't help but sigh for the fall of the red face in the city soon after, and at the same time complained in her heart: It's all to find the Golden Crow God, why should we kill each other? Alas, matriarch, if you can hear it, can you tell ten years later-well, tell you, who have become undead, pluck me from the tree and let me go......

"Woo...... Whining...... You, all of you......"

The weak cry that couldn't cry sounded came again, Qi Bei was so big, who was crying? Where did the voice come from? Even the matriarch with high spiritual power didn't notice it, didn't the cry belong to this illusion? Why can only he hear it?

"Woo...... You can't see me, you can't hear me, no one wants me, woo woo......"

Qi Bei was a little upset, thinking that the goldfish people couldn't hear it anyway, so he couldn't help but say, "Who is it?"

The crying stopped abruptly.

Qi Bei shivered.

That cry - really exists?

And—can you hear yourself?

He hurriedly looked at the goldfish people, who were still kneeling and praying, unnoticed.

So, in this illusion, the goldfish people can't hear or see themselves, and at the same time they can't hear the mysterious cry, but they can hear someone crying, and—

A thin voice came from overhead: "Can you ...... Hear me?"

What the hell!

The sound was clearly coming from the branches of the eastern mulberry tree overhead.

Qi Bei hurriedly looked up.

Although Dongsang Island was lit at night, Qi Bei still couldn't see who was on the tree through the faint light, but vaguely, he did see a figure.

"Who are you?"

"I'm ......" the voice said halfway through the name, and began to cry again, "Woo woo...... I'm nothing now. ”

Qi Bei wondered: "Why are you always crying?"

"Because...... Whining...... Because my current form is ...... Woo, they can't hear or see. ”

"They?" Qi Bei pointed to the goldfish people, "are they?"

"Yes. ”

"Why can't they hear it?" Qi Bei also felt strange, "but I can hear it." ”

"Because ......"

The second star of wealth in the sky is brighter.

"Huh?" I heard the voice become a little farther away, probably looking up at the sky.

Qi Bei tried to look at the starry sky, not understanding the meaning of each shining star: "What happened?"

The man on the tree looked down at Qi Bei and muttered, "Could it be you?"

"What did you say?"

"The Twin Fortune Stars appeared. You're not a goldfish. The voice judged, and then asked carefully, "Are you already married?"

"Huh?" It's so strange that somewhere came up to ask this.

"Isn't it?" the voice asked, insisting on it, as if it had to get an answer.

Qi Bei's face flushed: "No...... There is no ......" though, he has a goal and really wants to.

"No?" the man said, looking at the sky, his voice clearly disbelieving, "the stars can't be wrong. There must already be a person. No marriage? or ...... Do you have a sweetheart now?"

"Uh...... Well, yes...... Yes......"

"Tell me her name!" the soft, weak voice was suddenly full of compulsion and suppression.

Qi Bei was like a cormorant whose throat was choked by a rope, and was about to blurt out the name of Mrs. Bailing, but fortunately, his brain turned around, and he took control of his mouth first, and after thinking about it, the person on the tree has not shown up until now, who is it? Why did he ask about Mrs. Bailing? So he retorted unceremoniously: "What do I have to tell you?"