Hearing Lu Qingye's refusal, Zhou Ruzhen showed a look of some disappointment.

"Alright then, if we have the chance, we'll be together next time."

A few people chatted with each other.

As the sun sets, the wind on the sea grows louder and louder as the last rays of sunlight fade away, and the whirring wind blows the trees around swaying continuously.

The fishermen on the coast have packed their belongings, most of them have returned home, and only a few are still standing near the coast.

And among those fishermen who were guarding the shore, there were two old men with cultivation, although they were only in the early stage of Qi cultivation.

Because of the strong waves on windy days, sometimes the kraken at the bottom of the sea will be brought to the shore and stranded.

At this time, someone has to watch and make up for it in time, otherwise let the kraken come ashore, and it may hurt the innocent.

Most of the people in the village are old and young, women and children, and they do not have much ability to protect themselves.

Therefore, at this time, some young and strong monks who have a little cultivation and can sense the fluctuation of spiritual power will be left here.

The crackling sound of the campfire burning was insignificant in the crashing of the waves, and the light of the fire shone on the faces of several people, and the warmth was transmitted to everyone along the campfire.

Zhi Qin looked at the fishermen who were close together around the bonfire not far away.

When the day of the wind comes, the wind from all directions will blow the cold air of the lingering sea next to the mille-feuille sea, and they will feel uncomfortable if they have spiritual power to protect their bodies, let alone those mortals.

Haven't you seen a few mortals who are already blue from the cold?

If it's so uncomfortable, why do you have to stay here and suffer?

He asked in a low voice.

"Why haven't they gone back?"

Fang Lin glanced at the fishermen who were carrying ordinary harpoons and swords.

"It is said that on windy days, sometimes some of the krakens under the sea will blow, and those people stay here to hunt the krakens."

Zhi Qin was taken aback, there were disciples patrolling near Wanxing Lake in their Ethereal Sect, and those disciples were there on a windy day, and basically no kraken dared to commit it.

Can...... These are all mortals, can those two low-level old monks be considered monks? And even if those krakens were seriously injured and had to run aground because of the windy day, no matter how they were, they were also cultivated krakens!

For the sake of money, is it just like that? Is it really worth it?

Zhi Qin had doubts in his heart, so he naturally asked.

"Those are all krakens, for the spirit stones, they fight so hard?! Aren't you afraid of dying? ”

Fang Lin looked at the dark-skinned fishermen, and then at the white and tender young Qin.

"It's not just about the money, it's because if you let the Sirens come ashore, the nearby fishing villages could suffer, and they all have their families. Once the Kraken enters and tastes blood, it will become extremely tyrannical, and many people will die when the time comes. And...... Money is useless for some people, and for many people, it can solve more than ninety percent of the problems that they need in their lives. ”

After listening to Fang Lin's words, Zhi Qin's face was a little red, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

When Fang Lin said this, it seemed that he was very "ignorant of fireworks in the world".

The mood of those fishermen waiting is apprehensive and expectant.

They are afraid of encountering a powerful kraken and will die here, but they also want to hunt such a kraken in exchange for more survival materials.

And the people here are actually much luckier than the mortals in the Junction of Chaos, at least they are free to choose the auction.

Most of the things on those krakens were taken by the people of the dynasty at a fair price.

(End of chapter)