When you come to the home of the Fishman who leads the way, the home of the Strange Fishman is no different from ordinary people, with fireplaces, tables and chairs, candlesticks and silver-plated tableware for guests, and the only strange place is the oil painting hanging in the center of the living room.

No matter which angle you look at the painting, the old fish-man is always looking at Norton, and the wall around the frame is very wet, and there seems to be a slight wriggling underneath.

Norton asked Fishman, "That picture is moving, is it a magic item?"

The fish-man stopped laughing in a low voice and turned his head: "Master, this is my ancestor, this is by the sea, and when the wind blows, of course the sea is very humid, maybe you were wrong just now."

Norton: "There's something to do here, I'm going to do it."

"Sir, there is an underground gallery in the easternmost part, which is full of sculptures and murals, and everyone doesn't see much when they fish every day. Giggle... Giggle... Hee-hee. ”

"In the middle of it was a rich family, and their manor house was different from the others, built underground, and the men and women they did could always be heard at night."

"Remember, three, four, the day ceremony celebration is about to begin, if the lord is not in a hurry, just wait for the fishing village to finish before leaving. Three, four days, hey... Giggle... Hee-hee. ”

Hearing this grotesque answer, Norton didn't dare to ask more about the ceremony, the magic fluctuations around this were almost zero, no matter what happened during the ceremony, he could easily deal with it now, and he just wanted to quickly return the favor of the fishing village to leave this grotesque place and find this wolf liar.

The fish-man led Noldor into the guest bedroom of the house, stared at Norton in a daze, and slowly closed the door.

Norton could clearly perceive that not long after closing the door, at least five fish-people leaned behind the door and eavesdropped, if they went out directly and roared and angry, it seemed that they owed them their tolerance, and as a last resort, the soul vision carefully checked the door, and there was no gap.

Because of the protection of his privacy, he did not protest to the nervous fish-man at the door, and picked up the waste paper on the floor and pasted it directly on the wet door.

Leaning on the bed to relax his whole body, Norton's brain could not rest but became more and more tired, the uneasiness of the wolf girl's disappearance was intertwined with the restlessness of just getting out of trouble, the basic cognitive differences caused by a series of grotesque events, Norton, who was full of mental trauma, climbed out of bed, in order to eliminate this weirdness and let himself be calm, he knelt on the side of the bed, silently reciting the ripe prayer that he had recited on the pulpit.

Carrying it on his back, he finally couldn't bear the mental exhaustion, his head fell on the edge of the bed, and he fell asleep.

…

It was the middle of the night when I opened my eyes, and a line of blood appeared on the floor of the guest bedroom: "Wait for me here, I'll be back after the ceremony, wolf girl." ”

Norton hurriedly bent down to check, the words were scratched by the wolf's claws, and there was a trace of minced meat in the bloodstains, and when he smelled it, there was no body odor of a wolf girl on the scratches.

"It seems that she is in some trouble, I have to go out and relax, it is best to have wine, and I will hurry up when the fishing village is over." Norton took a big meal and walked out the door unhurriedly.

After his last ascension, Norton had developed a peculiar immunity to all sorts of grotesque or horrific anomalies, and he leaned against the fence in front of the door with a curly roll of paper.

A meter away, the head of a fish like an arhat stared straight at him, and Norton deliberately turned his back to remind them, but there was no movement behind him at all.

Norton was a little angry and turned around and asked, "Can you give me some privacy?"

The fishmen ignored it and continued to stare at it...

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In order to get rid of these annoying sights, Norton walked all the way along the only stone road in the fishing village.

At first he thought it was a bit of nervousness left behind by Gargamel, but after meeting his eyes on every spot he felt was wrong, he was sure he wasn't.

Left, right, front, back... In the house, the path was full of people staring at him, Norton regretted his sloppiness, he should have left directly, but he had no clue about leaving the wolf girl, so he could only follow the wolf girl's explanation and wait here.

"I can't get out of here yet, what the hell are these people doing?"

Before he knew it, he had run to the shore of the non-fish area, and not long after he got closer, a foul salty smell entered Norton's nostrils. He looked around and made sure there was no annoying sight, and he was left alone on the empty shore.

It's a dump of scrap boats by the sea, and because it's so close to the sea, the humid sea breeze salinizes almost everything around.

Hiding in the wreck, looking up at the purple-black sky that could not distinguish day and night, Norton was ready to hide here until the ceremony began, and after fulfilling his hasty promise, he would have someone with the wolf girl, and ask everything by the way.

"Is she kidding me?" Norton had a thought, and quickly slapped his brain to put all the problems aside, and quickly fell asleep in an escaping way.

"Sleeping more helps repair the nerve poles." Vaguely Norton thought.

…

He didn't sleep long at all, and the sound of "brushing" around him woke him up, and when he squinted his eyes and looked carefully, a large area of floating fishmen surrounded the abandoned boat where Norton was sleeping!

Compared to these fish-people in the fishing village, their eyes are more hollow, they are bigger, and they still exude a foul-smelling body odor, and they don't know what Norton's attraction is, and the fish-people, no matter how tall or short, fat or thin, stop everything they are doing when they find him, and just stare at it as if this is their daily life.

"Get out! Get out of here! Panicked and angry, Norton triggered a miracle.

Because of the fear of hurting the innocent, the fishmen within 3 meters around were immediately squeezed into the sea by a slightly increased gravity, even if it was difficult to completely float, they still desperately stared at Norton, staring at Norton and even feeling that his skin was full of saliva and body odor of this grotesque alienated human.

Seeing that this trick didn't work, Norton's right hand burst out of the heat and boiled in the seawater, and then raised his hand and danced, trying to scare them.

Instead, the eyes of the frightened fish-men collectively emitted a faint blue-purple light, like a cat in the shadows.

One by one, the glowing eyes that stretched more than a hundred meters away broke Norton once again, and he fled again.

Running through the wet mud and back into the room, with your back to the door and exhaling with your back to the window, it was wonderful!

Although the surrounding sounds and sights disappeared, the strengthened body still could clearly feel that the fishmen of the fishing village had quietly touched it collectively, and they didn't need to look at it to know that the godless gaze outside the house had surrounded the house.

Norton pressed his temple to ease the tension and wondered, "Why is this little village so annoying, and how long will it take for this broken ritual to begin." ”

"Wait a minute, you can try your luck at the rich man's house, they must all be well-educated, although I am more eye-catching here, they will definitely maintain basic politeness when they see me."

Norton angrily pulled off the sheets, gathered everything and opened the door.

Seeing what Norton was behind him, the fish-man hurriedly rushed up and surrounded Norton: "Master... I know that when you go to the rich man's house, you will remember to come back for the holidays. ”