Strange to say, when the pirate ship reached the shallows of Immortal Demon Island, the violent sea breeze immediately became lighter. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The painting spirit rubbed his face, which was almost numb from the fierce and cold sea breeze just now, and then crossed his arms and rubbed his arms up and down with his clothes a few times. She tried to warm her arms by rubbing to generate heat, and she stomped her feet vigorously so that her cold feet could be warmed up.

However, she immediately regretted it after doing this. Because the deck on which she was standing might not be able to withstand her stomping so hard, she was afraid that she would collapse. So she paused with great concern to take a closer look, and was relieved when she saw that nothing terrible had happened, and it seemed that it was stronger than she had thought.

As soon as she breathed a sigh of relief, she found that the fierce sea breeze just now had blown her headache very much.

"Gee, it's not going to catch a cold, is it? ”

As he spoke, he touched his forehead with his hand. She noticed that her forehead was a little hot, and even her body was starting to get hot. This made her worry about her health again. She didn't like the uncomfortable feeling of a cold. At this time, she really wanted to find a warmer place to rest.

She looked up at the still dim sky and said, "Oh, if only there was sunshine." When the hell is this? Morning or evening? How strange is it? The sky has not become sunny, nor cloudy, nor dark. If it's morning, then it's dawn, and if it's dusk, it's dark. Why is it still so dark? Is it early morning or dusk?"

Looking at such a day, the painting spirit began to become melancholy.

In fact, according to Hua Ling's personality and her professional habits, she should have been very happy to have such a sky. Because in such a dim and hazy sky, it is easy to generate romantic inspiration. However, now the painting spirit is cold and scared, and she is no longer in the mood to think about any romance, what inspiration, what creation.

"The only one is not here, and neither are the people who like my paintings. So in my dream, what's the use of me being romantic or not? I'm so depressed~ Why haven't I woken up? How long have I slept this night? If I don't wake up again, I'm going to be cold and cold. Oops~It's so cold~~ There is no sunshine, if only there was an air conditioner in a place to blow some warm air or there was heating here.

Even if you don't have that, you can light a fire to keep warm. Well, even if there is no place to light a fire to keep warm, it would be nice to have a sheltered house or a place to rest. Now the sea breeze is not as fierce as it was just now, but it is still very cold, and who knows if there will be another violent wind all of a sudden?

Although Hua Ling complained to the sky, the sea, the fairy and demon island, the shallows of the fairy and demon island, and even the sea breeze, she knew that it was useless to complain, and she was still in her dream.

Thinking of this, she let out a long sigh.

"Alas~ Forget it, it's useless to sigh. Let's find a way to get off the boat and find a warmer place. Even if it's a dream, there should be a slightly warmer place, right? How can I be so bad to myself? Don't you even put a warmer place in your dream? No? Well, no. ”

She smiled at the point, and then she pulled herself together and thought about how to get off the boat.

Thinking that she could get off the boat and see the fairy and demon flower on Fairy Demon Island, she could draw it for the only one to see, and she was enthusiastic again.

Thankfully, in her dreams she was wearing her favorite clothes and shoes, and if she was wearing pajamas and barefoot, she would have caught a cold by now.

I don't know what time it is, I don't know what season it is, it's not winter, otherwise there would be ice on the sea, and apparently the temperature here is definitely not below zero.

She thought, since it was her dream, if she could try to make herself warmer?, so she closed her eyes and thought that she was already wearing warmer clothes, but when she opened them, she found that she was still wearing the same clothes. Alas, it seems that the mind does not work at this time.

"If only there was a place to warm up at this time. The painting spirit muttered as he looked at the shallows.

The shallows are all white sand, and beyond that is a dense forest. It's such a dense forest, but fortunately I was looking into the distance from the boat, so that I could see the shining tower in the forest in front of me, otherwise if I got off the boat and walked to the beach to see the other side of the forest, I probably wouldn't see anything, because the view would be completely blocked by the dense forest.

"Is that the Immortal Demon Tower?"

Seeing the Immortal Demon Tower, although it was not very clear and she was not sure that it was the Immortal Demon Tower, she began to get excited.

Soon, however, her reason told her that there might be danger there. Thinking of this, she suddenly began to feel at a loss:

"Yes, fairy and demon flowers, if they can bloom ten times and get a thousand years as sung in the nursery rhyme, although I don't know what it means, is it a thousand years? Or is it something else? No matter what it means, if you can get a thousand years, the magic power is still fairy power, it is really amazing, it is a very powerful flower. How could there be no immortal or demon flower that guards the flower? That's impossible.

Oh, no, this is my dream, maybe it's safe, would I have set up so many horrible things in my dreams? No? Hehe, I don't think so. Well, okay, go ahead, it's not dangerous. What am I afraid of in my own dreams?"

After thinking about it for a long time, the painting spirit began to regain his courage again, and he no longer worried and afraid.

Although by this time the courage she needed was no longer a problem, how to get off the ship became a big problem.

Because this pirate ship is very tall and dilapidated. Hua Ling looked at it, thought about it, and she preliminarily summarized the methods by which she could get off this ship, which are probably as follows:

1. Like a hero or a martial arts master, he directly uses light skills to fly and jump onto the beach.

2. Open the side door of the boat for disembarkation, and then choose the rope-like ladder or wooden ladder outside the side door to climb down.

3. Find a rope on the boat and follow the rope to climb down the city wall like an ancient warrior in battle.

4. Use the ship's hitch, which is presumably used to jump on parallel ships. Use this board to get on the shallows of the island, and then climb down the board or slide down, or roll down the beach if you don't climb or slide down.

5. Tear off some of the old sails on the boat, tear them into strips of cloth, then tie them into knots, connect the strips of cloth into a rope, and climb down the ropes.

6. Bring down the long mast and climb down the mast.

Well, she nodded and smiled when she thought of these methods, and then she shook her head again. Because although it seems that there are many ways, it is actually the same as no way. Why? because:

The first method, what about the heroes of the rivers and lakes or the masters of martial arts, the painting spirit knows that of course he is not, there is no light power to protect the body, if he jumps directly, he will definitely be injured. If you are injured here, it will be over, and no one will come to save you;

The second method, the side door for disembarking, looks like it is already in tatters, and it can't be used, and it doesn't seem to be able to be opened. When it was opened, the painter turned sideways and looked down from the boat, and saw that the rope ladder and the wooden ladder that had disembarked from the boat outside the side door were rotten and unusable;

The third way, it is not difficult to find ropes on the ship, there are ropes everywhere, but those ropes are about to break, and they all look like they are rotten, and they can't be used;

The fourth way is to use the ship's hitch. Well, the board looks just as good as the deck, and it looks pretty sturdy. Probably usable. However, the board looked so heavy that it probably couldn't be moved on your own. It was hard to move and put it on the beach. So do you climb down, slide down, or roll down? This requires skill, and you can't do it at all, and if you don't do it well, the result will be the same as jumping down, and you will probably fall and get hurt.

The fifth way, looking at the huge worn-out sails that fluttered high, the painting spirit began to sigh, and he couldn't reach it? Could it be that the sails could be lowered with ropes like flags? How hard it would take to lower such huge sails? I guess I couldn't do it alone? And look at the sails that are all broken like that, although the fierce wind can blow the sails, and they seem to be quite strong, but if they are torn and torn down, and they are torn into strips of cloth to make ropes, it is estimated that they will not be strong, and they dare not use them;

Sixth, the most sturdy look of such a tall corsair is the deck, hull and mast. Put down the long mast?The painting spirit looked at the huge and heavy mast again, and sure enough, it looked very strong, but to put such a strong mast down?well, the painting spirit knew that it was tantamount to dreaming in a dream, because it was impossible.

Alas, none of these methods can be used. The condition of this ship is too poor, and there are no tools that can help get off the ship, and I am alone, and I don't have enough strength, so it's really hard to do~

At this time, she had a headache and cold, although she was hot from the cold. She sat feebly on the deck, curled up on her legs, then folded her arms around her legs and began to look at the sand below the ship and the glowing tower in the distance.

She thought, why isn't she a martial arts master? If only she was a martial arts master or a hero. In that case, fly down directly with light power, and you won't be hurt at all, how good is that. Thinking of this, the painting spirit suddenly remembered the only one.

The only one likes to watch martial arts movies and TV as much as Hua Ling, and sometimes likes to imitate the fun martial arts poses in TV movies.

Sometimes the only one who jokes with the painting spirit will throw the painting brush at him as a dart. Every time he sits on the sofa, he always catches it in time. Painting spirits sometimes have to think, is this also a miracle of catching a paintbrush? If I am afraid that I will not be able to catch it every time, right?

Every time the painter saw that he caught the paintbrush he had thrown over, he was very unconvinced and threw it three times in a row. He quickly caught one with one hand, then the second with the other, and then quickly and quietly placed one on the couch, and then the third. Then he quickly turned his face away, and when he turned his face again, he saw that he had a paintbrush in each hand, and a paintbrush in his mouth like a cigarette. It's like the last paintbrush he catches with his mouth like the martial arts hero catches a dart with his mouth in the movie, and then he laughs proudly. Seeing it, the painting spirit also smiled and bent over.

At this time, he would spit out the paintbrush and say with a smile that the painting spirit was a martial arts master, and the painting spirit would also smile and say that he was a hero of the rivers and lakes. Then he would praise the martial arts of the painting spirit brush and dart, which was really getting more and more accurate, and he was almost unable to parry.

The painting spirit also praised him for being able to catch it every time.

And when he was smiling triumphantly, the painting spirit would usually smile slyly while he was not paying attention and continue to throw him with the paintbrush, and when he saw it, he hurriedly clenched his fists and begged for mercy.

Then he suddenly ran over and haha, and he came to scratch the creaky socket under the armpit of the painting spirit, and the painting spirit is tickling. As soon as he touched her squeaky socket, she couldn't stop laughing, and then she tickled his squeaky socket too, and just like that, the two of them laughed together.

Thinking about this, the painting spirit sitting on the deck smiled. But she suddenly remembered that she was still on the boat in her dreams, cold and feverish, and began to cry.

Hua Ling felt so sad, and she was so sad. She didn't know why she was so sad all of a sudden?

She thought about it, and in addition to not knowing how to get off the boat, she didn't dare to think about the danger of getting off the boat. Why haven't she woken up yet? And the dream about the ancient town that had been bothering her some time ago was enough to make her uneasy, and now it's like this, I don't know if this dream has anything to do with the dream of that ancient town?

Well, when did the painting spirit of the dream in the ancient town think about the only one? Oh, it seems to be last night, right? The day before yesterday, I had a dream of that strange ancient town again.

Was it last night? Was it yesterday or was it today before I had this dream? Eh? What time was it now? Was it still last night or was it this morning?

I don't know, oh, isn't this dream related to the dream of that weird and strange ancient town? It's so unsettling. Wait a minute, last night? Did you see the only one yesterday?

Oh, no, didn't I break up with the only one? Oh, yes, that's the reason why I feel so sad, right? No, how could I break up with the only one? Oh, it's because of the dream of that ancient town. yes, so what about then? Where did you go after the breakup?

Ahh

Oh! yes! The bar with a funny name. Oh, it's like it's called "Pirate Captain is a little dizzy", by the way, it's called "Pirate Captain is a little dizzy".

Thinking of this, the painting spirit suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Oh my God, so where did you make this dream?

Aren't you still asleep in the bar dreaming about this? Oh, this bar is called "Pirate Captain is a little dizzy" I'm not a pirate captain myself, why am I dizzy?

Oh, in a dream in a bar? Oh, a pirate ship? Oh, yes, in a dream, you don't really see a pirate ship, do you? Oh, this is the decoration of a pirate ship in a bar. The floor of this bar is decorated to look like the deck of a pirate ship, and there is a large model of a pirate ship in the center of the bar.

Oh, by the way, my headache is not because of a cold but because I drank too much, right? So the crystal ball mirror in front of me is not it? It was probably a wine bottle and a wine glass, right?

Oh yes, what can I do? I think I'm still in the bar, what should I do? Wake up, it's too dangerous.

Thinking of the painting spirit here is like waking up from a dream. She jerked her head up on her knees, but she still saw herself on the pirate ship, and she saw the sand outside the ship, the dim light and the distant forest and the twinkling towers in the forest.

No? This isn't the decoration in that bar? I still haven't woken up! I thought I was awake!

Well, I'm dreaming, and it's normal for the scene in the dream to be different from the decoration in the bar?

Oh, I see, wake up, are you in the bar? Who are you going to? Is it yourself?

Well, why did you break up with the only one impulsively? Why did you run to the bar and drink too much? I regret it so much now.

"Wake up, wake up!" she told herself, but she still didn't seem to wake up.

"Wake up, wake up~" At this time, she felt that someone was pushing her arm and making her wake up.

Although she was not awake enough to hear whose voice it was, she finally saw the light in front of her light light up, and she seemed to open her eyes a little. She saw that the light in front of her was dim, only slightly brighter than the light in her dream, because the light in the bar was so dim, but she could hear the loud music in the bar.

But soon, she began to feel that her upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and finally she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes at all, and this time she really fell asleep, this time she didn't have any dreams, and slept peacefully.