"Eh, Mr. Quinn, is it true that you said that the floor of the house you lived in when you were alive was gold?"

"Hmm"

"Eh, Mr. Quinn, why do I see that other souls are a black line, why are you so clear?"

"I don't know"

"Eh, Mr. Quinn, is it true that you can help me become the best person in the world?

Quinn blew away the mist wafting from the teacup, raised his head to look at Luo Mu, lowered his head and took a sip of inferior tea that he hadn't even heard of before his death, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he said, "Yes"

Luo Mu actually knows that he may not be an ordinary person.

From the day Luo Mu could remember, there were always one or several clouds of thick black lines wrapped in dense fog, perhaps the ignorant were fearless, Luo Mu had never felt afraid of these things that only appeared in his world, because he could feel that compared to his fear of this unknown black line, "they" It seems to be more afraid of him, so afraid that as long as Luo Mu is there, they never dare to approach, as he grows older, these dark shadows wrapped in black lines become clearer and clearer in Luo Mu's eyes, as Luo Mu comes into contact with this world, he slowly knows that the figures wrapped in these shadows are undead who stay in the world one by one.

They are all people who have not yet lost their feelings and do not want to die.

Luo Mu has never told anyone else about these things, including his parents and sister.

In Luo Mu's less than ten years of life, he has long been accustomed to the existence of these things, because Luo Mu is like a thunder pool for them, never daring to take a step, Luo Mu treats them as if they never existed, once Luo Mu was excited and excited that he had this ability, proud and proud, and dreamed of saving the world every day, but as time went by, Luo Mu slowly understood that he couldn't even get in touch with these undead who didn't want to die, let alone bring him any benefits, he was nothing more than an observer, useless, and couldn't even share the observer。

Quinn is an old man, so old that he can't even specify his age, a neat white hair combed back of his head, when Quinn looks at Luo Mu, Luo Mu always seems to be able to see the jumping white light from Quinn's eyes, Quinn's soul body is very different from other undead, Quinn is wearing a white robe, the white robe is like water, there is no wind but always ripples with slight ripples, Quinn exudes a soft white light up and down his body, unlike other undead, Quinn has no fear of Luo Mu, Quinn can even touch items in the real world, such as he is now holding a teacup in his hand and is drinking tea with relish, For example, he blew away the mist on the teacup, and Luo Mu could even see the tea turn into a ball out of thin air after drinking it to Quinn's stomach.

Quinn looked at the young man in front of him, looking at his chattering appearance without the slightest impatience, Quinn was a little surprised by his patience, but this is also a matter of course, tens of thousands of years of solitude at the bottom of the sea, even a person with a hot temper can be grinded without the slightest fireworks.

Since he wanted to say, then I'll wait, Quinn thought.

Quinn looked at Luo Mu fixedly for a while, then lowered his head and blew the mist above the teacup, and took a sip.

============================ ========================== a month ago

"Brother, brother, get up! Dad is going to sea!" The first rays of sunlight in the morning came from the other side of the sea, stirring up a volley of light dust in the house, Claire combed her short hair, tied two playful braids on both sides of her cheeks, and there were a few freckles on her delicate cheeks, because of excitement, Claire's face was slightly red, and she shook Luo Mu who was still sleeping on the bed.

"Okay, okay, my head is making you dizzy" Luo Mu muttered and sat up, shook his head, shook off the dreams that still remained in his mind, rubbed his hair that was messed up by sleep, and picked up the holster from the side of the bed and tied it up, just about to put on his shoes, but unexpectedly, his sister's two pairs of claws stretched out to the top of the boy's head and rubbed it messily, Luo Mu's hair instantly became fluffy like a chicken nest and buckled on his head, and the purple holster also fell to the side, the boy looked sluggish, and watched his sister run out with a string of silver bell-like laughter.

"Giggles, brother come on, dad is waiting for you at the beach"

"This stinky girl" Luo Mu thought to herself, but she showed a doting smile, stopped caring about her hair, jumped off the ground, and walked out of the room.

Outside Luo Mu's room is a sea, the blue sea and clouds, the gentle waves layer by layer, in the farthest part of the sea, as if the sky and the sea are connected, the faint morning light holds a brilliant red sun, leaping out to sea.

The morning light was a little dazzling, Luo Mu couldn't help but cover his face, and his fingers were slender and long.

There was a small boat in front of the coast, and there was a sturdy man standing in front of the bow, his face did not show the tiredness of getting up early, it was Luo Mu's father Ross, Rose listened to his wife Chrissy in his ear kept nagging, the corners of his mouth pursed a satisfied smile, he saw his son come out of the room, raised his hand and waved, "Xiao Mu, come here!"

Luo Mu was still a little unaccustomed to the dazzling sunlight, and still couldn't see clearly the thin stubble on his father's face in the distance in front of him, he rubbed his eyes and walked over slowly, Rose looked at the reluctance on his son's face, and smiled heartily, "Okay, be smart, it's not too late for you to get a good night's sleep when you come back from going to sea with me, after all, today is an important day, and you can't delay it."

The sea is called Koster, which stands for new life in Corvo's local language.

Today is the time of the collective backtracking of "Golden Feather", and it is also called the "Casting Net Festival" by the fishermen of Qinghe, there is only one day in a year when there will be a very large number of Golden Feather Fish gushing out from the abyss of the deep sea in front of Qinghe, and this day's harvest even determines whether a family can successfully survive the winter, this year's Luo Mu's Casting Net Festival is particularly important, because Luo Mu is about to be ten years old, and every child must carry out an extremely important ritual when he is ten years old, that is, "Shen Wen" , and Shenwen needs to pay a very large amount of tribute, and in Qinghe, the tribute is the golden feather fish.

Chrissy nodded Luo Mu's brows in disgust, "How old are you and lazy in bed!" Luo Mu stuck out her tongue and didn't dare to answer, Chrissy turned around and straightened her husband's collar for the last time, and whispered a few words before taking Luo Mu's hand and retreating to the side, Rose jumped on the boat, Luo Mu took his father's hand and got on the boat, Rose smiled at his son, raised one arm, put the other hand to his mouth, and whistled very loudly!

At this time, looking along the coastline, it turned out that there was not only one boat of the Ross family, but more than a dozen boats on the short coastline ready to go, and the extremely loud whistle rushed into the sky as if circling around the entire sky, as if in response to Ross, more than a dozen whistles rose one by one, some strong and some weak, this whistle seemed to contain the awe of these fishermen for the sea and the determination to fight against nature.

As the whistle weakened, a small black shadow slowly flew from the sea and sky, and when it flew closer, it was a vigorous falcon, each of which landed on the fisherman's arm, and also thanks to the fisherman's strong body, the huge falcon with a wingspan of more than one meter landed firmly on the fisherman's shoulder, they were the closest friends.

The whole body of the falcon on Rose's arm was slightly purple and gold in the morning light, and its beak and claws were all white, Rose smiled slightly and touched the falcon's back, and said, "No trace, it's all up to you today."

Traceless tilted his head to look at Rose, then looked at Luo Mu, nodded quite humanely, Rose raised his arms slightly, Traceless and spread his wings in the wind!

Disappearing into the sky in an instant, Rose turned his head to look at his son again, his rough palm grasping the oars in one hand and slamming forward with the other.

"Out to sea!"

Luo Mu put his arms behind his head bare-chested, lying on the boat, the boat is like a swift arrow, cutting through the sea water, rushing forward, Qinghe's coastline is very long, enough for these forty or fifty fishermen to scatter in all corners, because when the golden feather fish returns from the abyss under the sea, it will spread in all directions, and where to get the largest number of golden feathers, each family has its own ideas, and it is a secret that every family has passed down from their parents and even ancestors.

Why does the undersea abyss appear in this sea area, why this bottomless undersea abyss will continue to breed the unique fish of Jinling, Jinling fish in this vast sea area and even the whole world is only unique to Qinghe, once someone wanted to dive to the vicinity of the abyss under the sea to find out, and even install fishing tools in the Jinling fish backtracking, Qinghe's fishermen have grown on the seashore for generations, the water is good, but anyone who tries to get close to the abyss under the sea has no return.

Various legends circulate in the town, saying that the abyss under the sea is actually the entrance to hell, and that the golden feather fish is the embodiment of the breath that emanates from the hell, and even that the underground abyss is sealed with demons from ancient times, and the golden feather fish is a signal that he is looking for a successor to save him.

The wind blew across Luo Chen's face, carrying the salty smell of the sea and the slightest sweetness left in the air after the whale oil burned when the boat was running, Luo Mu thought about all kinds of legends about the underwater world, and suddenly felt that this scene was so familiar, but before he could think about it, the traceless hovering in the sky suddenly let out a clear cry.

Luo Chen didn't have the slightest word, got up and took a leap, plunged into the water in a perfect arc, and there were a few cheers from the side, and a slightly chubby man sat on a small boat, and said to Rose with a simple smile, "Xiao Mu has grown up" Rose smiled heartily, "Brother Xian, your children will not be bad when they grow up!"

The blue and translucent sea is a deep blue in Rose's eyes, but in Luo Mu's eyes, the sea is full of black figures, but at the moment when Luo Mu enters the sea, all the black shadows seem to have received a great fright, and fade to the surroundings like a tide, Luo Mu knows that it is the undead left by the people who have died in this sea for generations, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, but the undead have decreased pitifully, the undead have no consciousness, the body is like a black fog, only the pair of or blurred, or cloudy eyes still have the last emotions before death.

Luo Mu closed his eyes, and opened them again, the sea was already clear, Luo Mu swam towards the position that Wuxian had just indicated, like a real fish, Luo Mu had been diving, and there was a fishing net hanging on the belt behind him, he stared wide-eyed to search for things around him, just heard Wuji's voice, there should be a group of golden featherfish nearby.