"I'm brushing, brushing, brushing, I'm scrubbing, scrubbing, scrubbing!"

Yan Xiaoqing was brushing the deck vigorously, and it was covered with blood stains that had already coagulated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The amazing thing is that the small palm wide brush can always take away the blood stains after swimming around.

He is a boat buddy, and he is already very happy to learn a trick and a half with Captain Yan Chixia, but he didn't die after experiencing a terrible shipwreck, it's really fateful!

In fact, the real Yan Xiaoqing is dead, and the current Yan Xiaoqing is the ancient spider clam Xiaojin from the barbarian witch world, which came back to life with a corpse that was about to stiffen.

Captain Yan Chixia and the captain's daughter Yan Xiaowu also came back to life, but the father and daughter did not have a sense of joy for the rest of their lives, and were standing at the bow of the ship looking at the cemetery.

Yan Xiaowu put up a pergola and looked at it for a long time, and saw the wreckage everywhere, and her father Yan Chixia patted the boat gang and said: "This ship has three masts, and it is a flat-bottomed sailing structure! The length of the boat is thirty-six zhang, and the width is six zhang six, which is convenient for shuttling in the wind, but it requires very excellent sailing skills." At present, the main sail is burned, and the spinnaker of the auxiliary control direction is broken. In Yan Chixia's memory, there were one hundred and three crew members on board, and the wind thieves who encountered the four thieves of earth, water, fire, and wind were slaughtered, and the ship floated here under the call of the ship's spirit, waiting to become part of the cemetery. ”

"My lord, speaking of the ship spirit, this thing gives me a very strange feeling. Yan Xiaowu is also Yan Ling, a strange spark flashed in his eyes, and his eyes passed through the obstacles to staring at the bottom of a huge shipwreck.

Li Hui followed her gaze and said leisurely: "The flying boat is divided into five classes, from bottom to top, they are the fifth-class ink spirit, the fourth-class void spirit, the third-class Turing, the second-class wisdom spirit, and the first-class gods. If you want to become a god flying boat, it takes dozens of generations of monks to pour out a huge effort, and the ship spirit of this cemetery is a wisdom spirit flying boat that is about to transform, or has been semi-transformed. It's a pity that this ship is only half a step away from becoming a god flying boat, and it will inevitably cause resentment when it is destroyed, so they gather the shipwreckage to fight for that glimmer of life. ”

"Oh?" Yan Ling looked at his father, Yan Chixia, and asked in a low voice, "Is there a way for your adult to help her get out of trouble?" ”

"Hahaha, have your heart softened?" Li Hui smiled: "You are the spirit of words, she is the spirit of the ship, just the right match! The one who can help her is not me, but you. Go, I'll pass you a set of sigils, and with your crow's beak, you can spell the ancient flying boat where the ship spirit is located, and you can free her, and with the sigil you will introduce the gourd ingot. ”

"Uh, can it be done to curse the big ship to introduce our ship?" Yan Ling felt that the cheap father was unreliable, very unreliable.

"You, you are so unconfident in yourself, I dare to say that if you curse the Demon Sutra, you will definitely stuff your teeth when you drink cold water. You are a unique immortal fetus, conceived before the immortal tribulation, born after the immortal tribulation, accompanied by auspiciousness and misfortune to condense the mysterious luck. You can escape the siege of so many masters in the labyrinth, which shows that you are strong. In terms of age, I'm nowhere near you. Therefore, you only need a little bit of the mind to walk in the world, and you can grow up to be independent, and you are by no means weak. ”

Yan Ling scratched the back of his head, thinking carefully that he had indeed lived for a long time, but the people in the Immortal Palace always treated him as a child, and he also treated himself as a child, so he never grew up.

Yan Chixia stood with her hands in her hands, and said rudely: "For my father, I will only wait for you for six hours, and after six hours, no matter what the result is, I will leave." ”

"Yes!" Yan Xiaowu got up and shot away, with an ethereal fairy intent in his posture, which was not the same as ordinary people.

"Master......" Yan Xiaoqing leaned over and said with a sad face: "You always cast a spell, and you can make this rotten ship look new with a seal, why bother to be small?"

Yan Chixia said: "You are a demon, if you want to be a man, you have to start learning from work, and when you adapt to the structure of the human body and everything about the person, you can peel off all the skin and reveal your original face." ”

"Ah, what is the origin of the little one?Why do you put so many layers of shells on yourself?" Yan Xiaoqing has never been able to figure out her true body, and her body seems to be a bottomless abyss, with layers of corpses backlogged.

"With my current cultivation, I can only see some light and shadow, which shows that your true body is extremely powerful, and you don't dare to come forward under the influence of the immortal tribulation. So when the end comes, I'll take you out of the world of the Witches. It is said that there are five immortals in Zhou Tian, who are gods, men and ghosts in heaven and earth. There are five insects, which are scales and feathers. You should be a genus of silverfish, inseparable from frogs. Maybe you don't want to forget the past, so write the word Guigu on your forehead, and that's all I see. Li Hui patted Yan Xiaoqing on the shoulder and said, "Feel the breath of the human body! ”

"Guigu, don't you dare to come forward?" Yan Xiaoqing said in a daze: "Could it be that I used to be a demon fairy?" Hehe, maybe I was originally very powerful, powerful, very powerful......

"It's useless to talk about it, hurry up and clean up the hull. Yan Chixia kicked it, and the young man hurriedly nodded: "Yes, Master......"

Hearing Yan Xiaoqing call himself a master, Li Hui touched his chin and said, "In fact, a ship is equivalent to a small sect, the captain is the master of the sect, and the boat guy is equivalent to a disciple." Now there are just three of us on the ship, and we need to recruit new ship guys as soon as possible!

"How about going to the Black Cloud Battlement in the north? It's not good, the people there are fierce, very warlike, and the four great Kou of Earth, Water, Fire and Wind often go there to recruit, if the three of them overturn a few boats of fire thieves and wind thieves, it will be too dazzling. ”

"Well, the west is Qingyuan Mountain, I came to the place of advent of this realm, controlled by the Feihemen for more than 13,000 years, it is considered a medium-sized sect! They will throw out some mediocre talents every year, after all, the place is limited, and it is important to cultivate outstanding talents, so those who have no backer and have failed in the assessment can only board the ship as a buddy. However, these helpers come from sects and are usually very sought-after, and many boat owners will pay a high price for them. ”

"By the way, the ship's belongings have been looted, what should I do to hire someone?" Li Hui was very depressed, looked at the cemetery surrounded by flocks of black wind birds, and thought to himself: "Before you go, you have to pick the bones from the eggs and salvage some belongings from these wrecks, but fortunately, this place means ominous to those scavengers, they usually don't come here." Of course, just the usual ......"

This was only half of the story, because Li Hui happened to see a tattered scavenging boat coming.

"What's going on?"

After the first scavenger appeared in the distance, a second soon appeared. Then a third and a fourth scavenger appeared, and the smell of decay could be felt far away, and by looking at the direction of their ships, they knew that they were not passing by, but were heading straight for the graveyard.

"What do the scavengers do when they don't go to those foggy miasma trenches or the ruins of Feilai Peak that are half-sunk into the sea, and run to the cemetery?" Li Hui felt strange, and then smiled: "It just so happens that the crew has fallen." ”