"Water...... Water ......"

In the endless Taklamakan Desert, a figure walked tremblingly, unkempt and scrawny, a man who was about to die. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

His real name is Xie Xianyu, and as his name suggests, he is a salted fish. There are no dreams, no pursuits, but it is such a salted fish, but recently under the guidance of a friend, Xie Xianyu decided to go to the Taklamakan Desert alone, he believes that this is a new starting point in his life.

In fact, it was the end of his life.

"Boom. ”

Xie Xianyu finally collapsed, too, he hadn't drunk water for nearly 4 days, and his body had reached its limit.

The scenes of life are like a marquee in front of Xie Xianyu's eyes, but all Xie Xianyu sees is eating, sleeping, and playing games.

"Sure enough, my life is meaningless. ”

However, just when Xie Xianyu was tired of his indiscriminate daily life, the situation in front of him suddenly changed.

The waves are rough, the waves are washing, the blue sea is shining with golden light, seagulls are whistling through the sky, and dolphins are happily crossing the sea.

"It's strange, I've never even been to the beach in my life. Xie Xianyu couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

"Smack!"

Another wave crashed on the beach, and when the sea water gradually receded, Xie Xianyu saw that in the place where the sea water was blowing, there was a fish the size of a palm, and it struggled this waterless beach, under the illumination of the blazing sun, it ...... He died after a few swings.

Xie Xianyu watched inexplicably until the fish was dried into dried fish.

"Is this possible, is it my last life? That means that I was a real salted fish in my last life?"

Just when Xie Xianyu was puzzled, the situation in front of him changed again, but in front of him, it was still a fish.

"Hooked, hooked!" shouted a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy as he pulled his rod up.

"Is it a saury? Oh, it's pretty big, it's a good result for your first time fishing. A middle-aged man standing next to the teenager said kindly.

"But by the time we bring it back, it must have stinked. ”

"It's okay, just make it into salted fish. ”

......

Immediately after that, the situation changed again, for the third time, for the fourth time...... Xie Xianyu only then knew that he had actually made a fish in the sixth life, although the fish species were different, but his final outcome was the same, that is, to become a salted fish.

Finally, Xie Xianyu's world became bleak.

"Please, in the next life, don't let me make salted fish again!" After saying this, Xie Xianyu died.

At the same time, in a place called the kingdom of Amishir, a small fishing village was shattered by the cry of a baby in a fisherman's house along the coast.

"It's born, it's a boy!" said the doctor in charge of the delivery, relieved.

"Great! I knew, I knew that the fishing of my Fixi family would not be interrupted in my generation!" spoke a burly man, with long fiery red hair and a pair of angular, handsome features carved out with a carving knife.

Xie Xianyu slowly opened his eyes and saw unfamiliar faces, and his heart was full of gratitude.

"The sky has eyes, the sky has eyes, I, Xie Xianyu, can finally stop making salted fish. By the way, including the name Xie Xianyu, and everything related to salted fish, let him hell with it, haha!"

"Haha, the little guy laughed, you see, doctor, this little guy actually laughed, and sure enough, he also wants to inherit my fishery. The red-haired man said happily.

The doctor in charge of the delivery was flustered.

"This ...... It's really weird, I've never seen a baby laugh at birth, so it's right to cry. ”

"Husband, have you thought of the child's name? At this moment, the blue-haired woman lying on the bed suddenly spoke, and it was clear that he was the mother of the child. But compared to the red-haired man, her appearance is more ordinary, and the only thing that catches the eye is her long blue hair that is as smooth as a waterfall.

"Of course, I, Crodo, have always thought things through, and of course I won't forget this kind of thing, and the child is called ...... , just call ......" Crodo said, leaving a few drops of sweat behind.

"Husband, have you ever thought about it?" said the blue-haired woman with some annoyance.

"When...... Of course I did, but I was excited at the moment, and I couldn't remember it......"

Crodo touched his head in embarrassment, looked around, and suddenly, his gaze stopped on a bag of salt in the kitchen.

"That's right, it's called Salt! How's that, a great name!"

"Salter, that sounds good, so let's do it!" the blue-haired woman replied with a smile.

However, the person concerned is now in a good outlook for the future, and he has not noticed the conversation of the people around him, no, it should be said that he does not understand, after all, the language here is not the Chinese he is familiar with.

......

In the blink of an eye, eleven years have passed.

"Oh, what a bumper harvest today, and I've caught a lot of fish!" Crodo shouted excitedly as he kicked open the door.

At this time, the blue-haired woman who was originally busy in the kitchen also stopped what she was doing, and strode towards her husband, who was returning with a full load, "Really, great, my husband is really the best!"

"Hehe, of course, that's right, Chloe, where did that kid run away, there are too many fish, I have to ask that kid to use magic to help deal with salted fish, otherwise it will be bad after a long time." ”

Chloe thought for a moment, and then said, "I remember he said that he went to play on the Holy Sword Mountain, and he will come back in about three hours." ”

"Three hours, the fish can't wait that long, so I'll go find him myself." With that, Crodo walked away.

At this time, on the Holy Sword Mountain, a blue-haired boy with a melancholy face was sitting on the top of the mountain looking at the sea in the distance.

"Why, why is my life destined to be inseparable from salted fish...... the blue-haired boy muttered to himself.

He was Salt, the man who had been inseparable from the salted fish for the eighth reincarnation, and now he had lived in this land for eleven years, and understood that this was a world of magic, knights, magicians, mechanics...... As long as the profession that is related to magic is a noble profession that is respected, originally, he also has a certain talent for fire magic, although others say that this is a mutated inferior flame, but it will not be reduced to being used by his father as a means of smoking salted fish, right? Not only that, Crodo even let him inherit the family business and become a fisherman in the future...... Thinking of this, Salt, who had had enough of salted fish, couldn't help but be a little angry, he picked up the stone next to him and smashed it out into the distance.

"Ahh

Salter suddenly heard a scream from below, and it was still familiar to him.

"Oh no, it can't be Daddy, right?" Salter hurriedly stood up and ran down the hill.

Soon after, Salter saw his father lying on the ground halfway up the mountain, and the slightest luck in his heart was gone. It's too much of a coincidence to say this, I just casually threw a stone down this inaccessible mountain, I didn't expect it to hit people just right? And it was not good to hit someone, and it hit my own father? Although I did have a little grudge against him, it was impossible for Salter to hurt his father to happen.

"No, it's so badly injured!"

Salter noticed that Crodo had fainted, and a stream of blood was pouring out of his head.

"What can I do!" Salter was anxious, knowing that there was too much he could do as a child.

At this time, Salter saw several people walking towards them, led by a blonde young knight, elegantly dressed and with delicate facial features, followed by several people, dressed as magicians, mechanics, and martial artists, all of them well-equipped, obviously, a noble brigade.

"Big brother, please, save my dad, he was hit on the head by a stone. Salter thought that the blonde young man was good-looking, and should be very talkative, so he immediately begged him.

The blonde youth slowly walked over and crouched down to check on Crodo's injuries.

"Whew. Salter breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that as long as the magician was willing to help, his father's injury would be healed soon, and there would be no sequelae, and he didn't need to worry anymore.

"It hurts his brain, it costs a magic crystal to save him, it's too wasteful, let's go!" said the blond young man when he suddenly got up.

Salter was even wondering if he had misheard, "What did you say!?"