Standing on the shore and looking at the rough shore, several people have no choice, after all, the power of nature cannot be surpassed.

Mao Hu frowned and sighed: "Old man, according to what you say, now you can't go to sea no matter what, so when will this dragon lord not accept people?"

The old fisherman was very cautious, and took a few steps closer to lower his voice, as if he was afraid that someone would hear it: "Of course, it must be the Dragon King who has the final say when to accept people, have you seen the pillar on the shore, when will the red line float out, when will you be able to go to sea!"

"Red line?" Mo Erha stretched his neck and looked at the sea for a long time, but he didn't see anything except the raging river: "What pillar, what red line?"

The old fisherman raised his finger and pointed in a direction not far away, signaling everyone to take a closer look: "Just over there, the one with the white edge is the sea pillar, and the red line is tied to the sea pillar, when the red line floats out, the dragon lord will not accept people, and he will be able to go to sea!"

A few people squinted their eyes and took a closer look, only then did they find a semicircular object between the waves, which was the top of the so-called sea column!

At this time, the time was approaching night, the sun was gradually disappearing below sea level, and there was no one around Longwang Harbor except the old fisherman, and the small fishing boats on the shore could not withstand the beating of the wind and waves. There was no way, so a few people had to wait patiently until the waves subsided before finding a big ship to go to sea.

When the sun sank to the sea, the old fisherman's face showed a hint of fear, as if he was afraid of something, and after a few words, he hurried away with the basket in his hand. Only one sentence was left: "It's dark, it's better to go farther, stay on the beach and be careful to be taken away by the dragon king!"

"Dragon King, hmph!" Mao Hu sneered: "How can there be any dragon king sea king in the world, if there is, it is just a few refined water snakes." Don't let Grandpa Mao meet it, otherwise you will peel the snake skin and stew the soup to drink!"

The little fox looked at Mao Hu with a fierce expression and was a little frightened, hiding behind Tuchen and hugging him, only half of his head was exposed like a child.

Tuchen felt the warmth of the little fox's body, and subconsciously wanted to push it away, but raised his hands and hesitated for a moment before letting it go: "Since we can't go to sea, then let's rest for one night first, and go to the surrounding villages tomorrow to think of a way." ”

The little fox pouted behind him: "But...... Where are we going to rest?"

"There's a Dragon King Temple nearby, let's go there!" After that, Zi Ning didn't wait for everyone to respond, and turned around and left.

Mao Hu picked up the wine gourd and took a sip, shook his head and sighed: "Woman, what a strange animal......"

Although it is said that the Dragon King Temple is near the Dragon King Harbor, in fact, this temple is also a few kilometers away from the coast, and the five people drove the carriage for half a quarter.

The temple is not guarded, but it is unusually clean and tidy, and it can be seen that the local fishermen have great respect for the dragon king.

Although the temple is not magnificent, the place is very large, and a huge multicolored dragon king statue stands in the house. The dragon king was like a human dragon's head, covered with colorful scales, and two long dragon whiskers hung down to the ground. In front of the statue of the dragon king, there is a large ceramic tripod with clay burning paper, which is full of incense ash, and some fresh fish and fruits are also placed on the table.

Seeing this, Mao Hu couldn't help but smile and said: "These fishermen are really stupid, taking fish and meat to pay tribute to the Dragon King, isn't this equivalent to putting other people's descendants in front of them after they are killed, such an offering, the Dragon King does not accept talents!"

Tuchen looked at the crude ceramic products and shook his head: "This also blames the local fishermen, it can be seen from these products that they all live in a very poor life." In addition to fruits, the only source of meat is the sea, so the tribute can only be fish. ”

When night falls, the wind is stronger outside, and thunder and lightning are accompanied by heavy rain. A few people ate some dry food that they had brought with them, and found a sheltered place in the temple to rest.

The wind was getting stronger, the rain was getting heavier, and the thunder was getting louder.

The little fox seemed to be very afraid of the thunder, and since the first thunder sounded, she hugged one of Tuchen's arms, and her body trembled. As the thunder intensified, she actually cried in fear, trembling and crying.

Looking at Lingzhi's cheeks full of tears, Tuchen gently patted her shoulder and comforted: "It's just thunder, there's nothing to be afraid of, I'm here, don't worry." ”

Mo Erha was also a little curious: "You...... Isn't it a spirit fox, why are you still afraid of thunder? Could it be that you were struck by Brother Mao's thunder spell?"

"This has nothing to do with Grandpa Mao, but don't rely on me!" Mao Hu's eyes glared when she heard this: "She is afraid of thunder because she failed to cross the catastrophe and suffered from thunder." Even if I hadn't been struck by my Thunder Curse a few days ago, I would have heard the thunder!"

Tuchen turned his head to look at the little fox who was still trembling next to him, and the little fox nodded slightly with a crying voice: "On the cliff that day, I should have crossed the catastrophe and become an immortal, but I didn't expect to be struck by a thunderbolt when I ascended, so I fell from the sky and fell into the cliff, and I was ......saved by you."

"Thunderbolt!"

As he spoke, another explosion thunder sounded overhead, and the little fox instinctively screamed and threw himself into Tuchen's arms. Tuchen had no choice but to hug her and pat her shoulder to comfort her.

This scene was seen by Zi Ning, who was sitting in the corner, she didn't speak, but there was a trace of anger in her eyes, her stiff expression was a little out of control, and her lips were trembling slightly.

Being held in Tuchen's arms, the little fox was much better, his body no longer trembled, his cold hands also regained their temperature, and he fell asleep with a sweet smile on his face.

After staring at the little fox in Tuchen's arms for a long time, Zi Ning stood up with a 'whoosh' and walked straight to the door. Mo Erha hurriedly pulled her back: "Miss Zining, why are you going?"

Zi Ning didn't look back: "I'll go out for a walk." ”

"No! it's still raining outside!" shouted as Mo Erha got up and chased him out.

Outside the Dragon King Temple, although the thunder had weakened, it was still pouring rain, and Zi Ning was walking aimlessly, her body and face were covered with rain. She found herself feeling as if she had never felt before, a feeling that was bitter and uncomfortable, beyond all external pain

Mo Erha chased after him and stopped in front of him: "Miss Zining, what's wrong with you, are you hungry? Or is there something bothering? You can tell me, if you go on like this, you will get sick!"

"I'm fine, you go back, leave me alone. ”

"How can I ignore you, I ...... I...... You'd better go back with me, and we'll talk about it back to the temple if there's anything going on. ”

Zi Ning stopped, turned around and looked, there was no one else except Mo Erha, and her heart suddenly fell into disarray, in addition to the rain, there seemed to be another liquid across her cheeks, of course, only she knew......