Yang Zheng and Wu Gen sat in front of the fortune-telling booth and looked at each other with interest.

"You two have something to ask, so let's talk about it first." As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he showed a mouth full of black teeth, and pointed to the cloth banner behind him, "Believer Fang Ling, the two of you must believe in the old mana in order not to clash with the contemptible mana." ”

Yang Zheng looked at the swaying banner, "Faith is spiritual?" Hehe, if I believe you, let you be foolish, I have to believe it. ”

Looking at the white-haired Yang Zheng, the old man smiled and said, "This old brother is stubborn, and it is not a ridiculous thing to believe in Zeling.

In the matter of divination, the belief has the power of the mind to hook up the mystery, and it has its own strange appearance. If you don't believe it, you can't pry it with your thoughts, and how can you be enlightened? As soon as the so-called divinity comes out, you can see the world in all directions. If you believe it, if you don't believe it, you don't believe it, and mortals can't get a glimpse of the wonders, so it's just a fallacy and heresy. ”

"Okay, if you believe it, the divination will not work." Yang Zheng looked at each other with a smile.

"All the money is returned, and the stall is smashed." The old man replied without hesitation, and sat up straight, but he also had an awe-inspiring momentum.

"How do you prove that I believe it?" Yang Zheng asked reluctantly.

The old man's eyes flickered, staring at Yang Zheng's eyes, "As long as I ask you a word, you can trust me, and the guest officer will agree." ”

"Well, you have to do it."

The old man leaned closer, stared at Yang Zheng, and said slowly, word by word: "You can trust me." ”

"I 。。。。。。" Yang Zheng just wanted to speak, but Wu Jian gently patted his shoulder, and suddenly came to his senses, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

There are some evil methods on the rivers and lakes, but you can't just agree to it, if you do, you will fall into the evil arts, and you will invite calamity in vain.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Wu Gan, "What does this little brother have any opinions?" ”

Wu Yan looked at the old man with a playful face, "I want to calculate the future, the old man can make a hexagram at will, whether it is allowed or not, there is no need to make any pretense of the believer Fang Ling." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, his body retreated, and he looked at Wu Yan worriedly, "Little brother is very murderous, I'm afraid the future is unpredictable." persuade the little brother to believe in me once, so that the little old man can cast a spell, so as not to be haunted by all misfortunes. ”

"No need." Wu Gen coldly refused, propped his hands on the table, and stared at the other party, "Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, although the old man divides at will, I will bear the consequences." ”

The old man also looked at Wu Gan's eyes, his tone was cold, and the pupils of his eyes gradually turned white, as if he was blind, "Don't you really want to believe me." ”

Feeling the faint pain in his left wrist, Wu Geng's eyes became more and more gloomy, and a black line appeared on his forehead, "Let's open a hexagram." ”

"Okay." The old man took out nine dominoes from his sleeve, with patterns such as dragons and phoenixes, flowers, grass, knives, coffins, etc., and threw them on the table.

The old man glanced down, his face changed greatly, and his body fell to the table, covering the hexagram on the table. Wu Gan only barely glanced at the domino with the coffin pattern on top of the other cards.

The old man took out another tortoise shell from under the table, and condensed a spark from his fingertips, baking the back of the tortoise shell. Gradually, a thin crack appeared in the tortoiseshell.

The old man was squinting at the direction of the crack, and suddenly, for some reason, the crack on the tortoise shell suddenly expanded, and countless cracks appeared, and the tortoise shell turned into pieces and fell on the table.

Looking at Wu Yan in a daze, the old man's face was pale, there was black blood flowing from his mouth and nose, and his face was wrinkled. The whitened eyes returned to normal, and they were already much cloudy, and the whole person suddenly aged a lot.

Wu Gan's expression also returned to normal, and he looked at the other party expressionlessly, "Old man, but you can see something." ”

The old man's face was complicated, he glanced at Wu Yan hesitantly, and sighed: "I can't say it, I can't say it, it's the old man who is delusional, and he has peeped into the heavens, and he has finally suffered the curse of God, and I asked the little brother to smash my stall." ”

Wu Gen stood up, sneered, and said to Yang Zheng: "As he wished, he smashed the stall." ”

Yang Zheng squinted at the old man who was setting up the stall and slapped his palm on the table in front of him. The table collapsed with a bang, stirring up a lot of dust and smoke.

"Let's go." Wu Zheng was the first to turn around and leave, and Yang Zheng also followed closely.

Until he couldn't see the jujube tree, Yang Zhengfang asked, "What's the matter, there is something wrong with this old man." ”

Wu Yan stroked his left wrist and said in a cold voice, "A person who uses witchcraft in the territory of the Divine Sect has some problems. The reason why you smashed the stall is to cut off your involvement with him. However, the thing in the well is somewhat interesting, and it can actually rehearse some things. ”

Yang Zheng's expression became fierce when he heard this, and he touched the belt around his waist, "Do you want to go back and be this old man, and dare to give Lao Tzu a black hand." ”

"Forget it, we are running away, it is better to provoke less such people, lest there be other means, in case the ship sinks at sea one day. Now that he has succumbed, let him go. Wu Gan quickened his pace, looking a little thoughtful.

Yang Zheng looked at him, stopped talking, and hurriedly followed.

"By the way, you can move the fat man, and forget the things in the well. I couldn't tell where it came from, so I asked the Dream Eater, and he couldn't tell what it was, just don't touch this monster as a last resort. Wu Yan suddenly remembered something and commanded loudly.

Yang Zheng rarely blushed, "If you can't move, you can't move, forget it, I don't want the thirty taels of silver, wait for the fat man to fall into the water so that he can give him a ride." ”

The two returned to the city inn, experienced a good time, and no longer had the intention of playing in the mountains and rivers, and waited quietly for someone to come over.

After waiting for two days, an informant dressed as a businessman was sent to the door, and after some conversation, the three of them walked towards the beach.

It turned out that the Divine Sect had tightened the blockade of the sea route from Beizhou to Tianyuanzhou, and it should have sensed the whereabouts of Wu Yan and the others, and even the sea area with it became tense.

For this reason, Menzhong had to abandon the original method and find a way to find a dark way to send the two to sea.

I walked for two hours, and when it was getting late, I finally stopped at a small bay.

Due to the narrow terrain, it is not possible to moor large ships, and from a distance, there is only a small wooden boat dangling on the sea, and the lanterns on the ship are also swinging back and forth.

When they got to the side of the boat, there was only a dark-faced man on the boat, who was reading a book alone. Seeing Wu Gen and the others coming over and checking the tokens, the man said angrily: "Sit down, the tide is fierce, and it is not easy to find it when it falls into the sea." ”

Wu Yan noticed that there were traces of fish gills on the man's face, and he suddenly realized in his heart that this was also a merman.

It seems that the subordinates of the major forces have raised a group of sharks, which is a rare help at sea.

Just wondering how the man alone could sail the boat at sea, the man sitting on the bow of the boat stretched out two long tentacles from his back and sank into the sea. Glancing back, the man said in a deep voice: "Hold steady, the boat is bumpy." ”

"I'm tired." Yang Zheng looked at the tentacles with some curiosity, not knowing what the function of this thing was.

The hull of the ship shuddered violently, and the sharp bow of the ship split the waves that kept rolling towards the shore, and rushed into the sea like an arrow. It seems that this is the talent of a man, and he can even urge the wooden boat to move forward without shaking the oars.

The boat jumped and undulated on the surface of the sea like a fish, and the wooden hull creaked from time to time.

The sea water slapped in waves, even the lantern on the bow of the ship was extinguished, and it was dark all around, and only by looking at the stars in the sky could you vaguely discern the direction.

Wu Yan wiped the seawater on his face, looked at the water in the cabin, which was already below his feet, and was a little worried about whether the boat could hold on.

It's fashionable on land, and you can always find a way to survive no matter what. In the endless sea, no matter how good the cultivation is, it is in vain, even if you can walk on the surface of the water using the magic technique, but after a long time, even the iron man can't hold it, not to mention that there are all kinds of monsters lurking in the sea.

"There are wooden spoons in the cabin, so if you don't want to fall into the sea and be dragged along by me, you can scoop some water out." The man standing at the bow of the boat did not reply.

Wu Gen and Yang Zheng glanced at each other, reluctantly took off the wooden spoon hanging on the bulkhead, and scooped up the water outside.

When the sky was bright, the wind and waves calmed down, and in the distance there were white seabirds hovering in the sky, and the land was long gone, and only the vast sea remained.

The man stopped the boat and jumped into the sea without saying a word. Wu Gen and Yang Zheng hurriedly looked around, not knowing why this man abandoned the ship.

After a while, the man's figure appeared underwater in the distance, swimming quickly in the water like a fish. With a bang, the man jumped straight out of the water and landed on the deck, with seven or eight fish wrapped around his tentacles, and one in his mouth, which was already half eaten.

"Eat." Throwing the fish on the deck, the man tore the fish in his mouth by himself, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, quite like the smell of Ru Mao drinking blood.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Wu Gen and Yang Zheng still found a small stove from the cabin, and asked Yang Zheng to use the light to light the already soaked wood, and barely ate a hot meal.

The boat continued on for another two days, and even the seabirds disappeared from the sky. On the sea ahead, a faint black shadow appeared, but it was a half-moon-shaped island.

Seeing the island, the man breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to the two and said, "My task is to send the two of them here, and even if they go to the back door, they can't do it, so I can only look at the creation of the two." ”

"What kind of place is this?" Wu Yan put on his shoes on the deck and got up to ask.

"This is the Dark Island, and the reason why it is called so is because the business done here is a shady business, and it is a place of lawlessness. The Cult of God has tried to eradicate this place several times, but to no avail. The man pointed to the small island in the distance.

"It's not that the people here are strong enough to resist the might of the Divine Cult, but because they are mixed, and the army will run away as soon as it arrives, and they will gather again when the limelight has passed.

In addition, in the vast rising sea, there are still many people living outside, even if some are damaged, they will soon be replenished. Therefore, after a long time, the Divine Cult will let them go freely, and as long as they don't make trouble on the shore, they are generally too lazy to care. ”

After listening to the man's introduction, Wu Gen finally understood that this was the place where the pirates were entrenched, lawless and undisciplined, doing things that the world did not tolerate. In such a place, it is often bigger than whose fist is bigger, and force is the law here.

However, for Wu Gan, a person who grew up in a bandit village, he is no stranger to such a place, on the contrary, without the rules, laws, and morals of the world, Wu Gan feels that this place is more intimate, and the shackles wrapped around him are swept away.

"Since the door behind us can't be covered, how should we get to Kuntianzhou." It was a matter of his own safety, and Wu Jian hurriedly asked about the follow-up arrangements.

"When I arrived on the Dark Island, there was a smuggling ship headed for Kuntianzhou, and one had already been contacted by the door and given enough payment. You two can cross the rising sea by boat. However, these people are all forgetful people who see profit and forget righteousness, so it is better to be careful on the road. In the vast sea, the only thing you can count on is yourself. ”

"That's right." The man suddenly remembered something, "There is a word from the door, the two boys you met on the road are the protectors of Tianyamen. This Tianyamen is a tyrant on the sea, with nearly 10,000 men under his command, and this trip is likely to pass through their territory.

However, I advised the two of them not to have too much contact with them, these two have heard that they are perverse and cold-blooded, and if one is not right, they may kill the killer. ”

Wu Yan nodded, looked at the dark island that was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help touching the broken knife on his waist.