If Willas's singing is as clear as the mountain spring and as pure as the breeze, representing the soul of the grassland, and Alice's singing is the compassion and holiness that makes people worship, symbolizing the nobility of the saint, then what I am hearing now The voice is in another realm - melodious, delicate and gentle, just like the lullaby of my mother when I was a child gently echoing in my ears, reaching the depths of my soul.
Could it be...
I sat up suddenly and didn't forget to kick down the dead dog who was sleeping soundly. I seemed to hear the movement here. The singing stopped in surprise, and then a "pop" sound came. It was probably the owner of the singing jumping. Into the water.
have they gone? What a pity, I still want to see what the mermaid looks like?
I jumped a few times and came to the boulder where the sound came from, but unfortunately I only saw circles of turbulent water patterns on the calm water below. I really wanted to jump down to see if I could catch a glimpse of the mermaid, but, Don’t you think it’s strange? Why can people float on water? This is simply impossible. Like me, it is most normal for someone to jump and immediately sink like a stone, right? Physical science and so on are actually just superstitions that scientists use to trick people into jumping into the water and drowning in order to solve the population problem.
I stood there blankly for a long time, knowing that the circles of ripples had long since calmed down. Looking at the empty sea, I shook my head and was about to go back to the old woodcutter's house for dinner. At this moment, with my keen sense Instinctively, I realized that I was being watched from behind by something.
Turning around suddenly, everything in sight was empty, the same boulders and sea surface were still the same, and the feeling of being spied on disappeared immediately.
Turning my head back, the feeling of being spied on came back. I took a deep breath, counted one, two, three, and then turned my head back again. Just like the first time, I found nothing. The feeling of peeping disappeared immediately.
What an alert little guy.
I sighed secretly, turned my head, counted one, two, three, then turned my head back, counted one, two, three, and turned my head again. This was repeated over and over again, and the owner of the gaze seemed to be familiar with this rhythm. When I turned my head, he turned his gaze towards me, and the moment I turned my head back, he retracted again.
I repeated this N times. When I found that my neck started to feel sore and numb due to frequent rotation, I turned my head back for the last time and counted one, two, three, but did not twist it back again.
A small head. Like an alert little bird. Slowly poked out from behind a huge boulder. His eyes suddenly met mine. The big golden eyes blinked. Stunned. As if to say: Why don't you look back?
He stared at it for a while. I finally came to my senses. In an instant, I understood a reason why no one is greedy for the beauty of mermaids. Why the story of the mermaid and the prince. It can only appear in novels.
Aren't mermaids beautiful? Not the ground. What if I saw this mermaid with an extremely beautiful face? Among the mermaid tribe, his appearance can only be considered average. That I'm sure of. If there is any beauty list in the Dark Continent. All the places in front of them will be taken by the mermaid tribe. Even the elves, who are famous for their beauty, can only retreat and sigh.
Because the lower body of a mermaid is a fish tail? Probably not. I think if all mermaids were as outstanding as the one in front of me. Many people don't mind their fish tails. And it is said that adult mermaids have the ability to transform into human forms.
The real reason. This little mermaid has already told me the answer - the smaller beauty is cute. Beauties who are a few sizes smaller may also be loved by certain groups of people. But who would be interested in a beauty dozens of sizes smaller, you bastard! ! !
This mermaid in front of me. Guess the size based on her exposed head. Then her height is only as long as a normal person's arm at most. At this time, those watery golden eyes. He was looking at me timidly. But he didn't run away.
Well, forget it, anyway, I have never coveted the beauty of a mermaid. I just wanted to see her. It doesn't matter whether she is big or small. But this is the first time I see this super mini beauty. It opened my eyes.
Let's see if we can try to get closer, I thought. I smiled and approached the little mermaid as gently as I could, as if aware of my intention. The little mermaid shrank its head, but did not run away. Instead, it looked at me approaching with timid and curious eyes.
What? The mermaid is so innocent that she lets strangers approach her? You are totally wrong to think this way. Although the mermaid is simple, her intuition is very sharp and she can clearly distinguish the other party's intentions. I must have just wanted to take a look and did not become greedy for her. Only by showing it to others could she allow me to approach so cautiously.
Finally, I was less than one meter away from the mermaid. I bent down and looked at the mermaid carefully - what a beauty, with long sea-blue hair and a face so beautiful that I can't describe it in words. Even at such a small age, one can clearly see her exquisite facial features distributed in the most perfect proportions on her face, her pair of big golden eyes, and her cuteness exuding an aura of nobility.
Seeing that I was just looking at her carefully and without any ill intentions, the little mermaid seemed to become bolder. She slowly exposed the back of her head from the stone. Just like what was said in the novel, her white and slender upper body was only The chest is covered by two graceful shells, and the delicate and smooth skin like a baby is completely exposed to the line of sight.
And when she slowly exposed her lower body, when the sunset light shone on her lower body, the dazzling golden light reflected made me squint my eyes, and then I was stunned.
Golden fish tail!
Oh my god, am I not dreaming? It would have been a great blessing to meet a mermaid, and now I have met the king of the mermaid clan, the golden mermaid--if mermaids are rare, The golden mermaid is even more rare among mermaids. It is estimated that there are only two or three in the entire mermaid clan. It is the well-deserved king of mermaids. Now, I am lucky enough to witness it. Even if I die immediately, it is worth it.
Of course, the last sentence is just talk.
The little mermaid came out with a patter, and the fish's tail shone brightly in the light and twisted. If you look carefully, you can see that the scales on it are extremely small. Even I can only see it at such a close distance. See small dots densely distributed. The delicate and gorgeous tail looks like a gorgeous golden skirt that wraps the mermaid's legs.
"Come on, little one." Seeing the little mermaid approaching gently, I slightly extended my hand to her.
The little mermaid seemed to be more curious about me. Maybe I was the first human she had seen. She looked at my outstretched palm. She hesitated for a while, then touched it with her slender little hand, which was only as thick as my thumb. Suddenly, a cold touch came from the parts where they touched each other.
After a tentative touch, the little mermaid seemed to know that this big hand was harmless (?), so she became bolder and stretched out her other hand. Two cold little hands touched my palm here and there. Touch it, it looks like a curious baby. Finally, she pressed hard on my palm with both hands, and it felt heavy. Seemingly feeling very safe, she flicked her tail and jumped onto my palm.
It was such a familiar little mermaid. I looked at the little mermaid standing curiously on my palm, wagging her tail and smiling shyly and brightly at me. I was quite speechless.
"Little one, do you understand what I'm saying?" I stretched out my other hand and touched her face affectionately with my fingers.
She nodded and made a sweet and charming "babble" sound.
You can understand me. Can't you say it yourself? That's probably true. When she first sang, she was just humming the tune. Okay, I understand. I didn't expect that the mermaid clan also popularized Dark Common Language. I was worried that I couldn't communicate.
"Little guy, are you the only one? Where are the other clan members?" I lifted her up and put her in front of me.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees
She nodded. Then he shook his head again.
"Only you, no other clan members."
She nodded desperately.
"Then why are you alone?" Logically speaking, a king like her should be protected by mermaids.
Hearing this, the little mermaid shrank her head, showing a timid look in her eyes, but she couldn't hide a hint of mischievous pride.
Uh, this expression shouldn't be that...
"Did you sneak out alone?" I asked tentatively.
She nodded shyly.
If her escort just arrived now. Shouldn't they regard me as an abductor and carry out humane destruction? Mermaids can become the overlord of the sea, and the combat effectiveness of male mermaids is by no means limited.
"Then you'd better go back quickly. Don't worry about your family."
It's getting late. I've also seen the legendary mermaid, and even the golden mermaid, which made me laugh three times. I'd better send her back quickly. I have no interest in getting involved with the mermaid guards.
Ah, what a good man. I heard from my father that human beings are greedy creatures, but this kind man in front of me has no intention of messing with me. Could this be God's will?
Just when I was about to put the little mermaid into the water, she suddenly pulled my sleeve, as if she refused to leave.
Little guy, do you really want to see me and your guards playing real-life P?
"Your guards will find you soon."
The little mermaid shook her head and made an exaggerated length gesture with her little hand.
"You're trying to say you're far away and they can't find you."
nod.
It was so heroic to run away from home, a drop of cold sweat broke out on my forehead.
"You want to follow me?"
nod.
"But you can't live without water. I don't have anywhere to raise you."
The little mermaid tilted her head and thought for a while, then jumped into the water with a pop from my hand and sank. After a while, she was drifting in sleep. With a crash, she emerged from the water, dragging someone bigger than her with both hands. Several times less glass jars.
It seems that he is really determined to run away from home. He has even prepared a place for outdoor travel. Looking at the glass tank in front of me that is enough to accommodate the little mermaid, I feel sweaty.
The little mermaid dragged the glass tank to the beach, picked some fine sand and spread it on the bottom of the tank. She took out a few small coral stones from nowhere to decorate it, and finally poured two-thirds of the water into it, and then jumped in with a splash. Entering the tank, I played excitedly for a while, then my upper body came out and my two little hands rested on the edge of the fish tank (?). Like a small animal in a cardboard box abandoned on the roadside, it looked at me with watery eyes, as if to say: Take me home, take me home.
"Uh..., it still doesn't work. There are many bad people out there. I can't protect you."
I hardened my heart and ignored the sad look in the little mermaid's eyes. I shook my head and said, just because I don't want you doesn't mean that others don't want you, especially a golden mermaid. I don't want to be missed by those guys.
"It doesn't matter, just leave it to this saint."
A high-spirited voice came from the side. Looking back, it turned out to be a little ghost who had woken up at some point.
"What can you do?"
"Hmph
The little ghost picked up the fish tank containing the little mermaid. With a whoosh, even the entire fish tank got into the necklace.
After a while, the little ghost came out holding the fish tank. I looked at the wooden bench in a daze with pride.
"The necklace can actually contain something alive?" I stared wide-eyed. "What do you mean, am I not alive?" The little guy immediately puffed up his cheeks.
Uh..., in a sense, not really.
However, this is great news. In the future, I will practice with Vilas and the others. If they encounter any danger, let them hide in the necklace, or even hide in it myself.
"That's not possible." The little ghost quickly broke my dream.
"The living space in the necklace is maintained by my power. I can barely hold this little mermaid, but I can't hold it as a living person now."
That's it, but when the little ghost becomes stronger in the future, wouldn't it be enough? I found some comfort, looked at the bewildered little mermaid, then looked at the little ghost, and gently leaned towards her ear.
"You little thing, why are you so kind-hearted all of a sudden to take in a mermaid?" I know. This little ghost never cared about anything other than me.
"Because, Xiaofan, don't you think the lullaby sung by this mermaid is really great?" A sinister smile flashed in the little ghost's big silver eyes.
So that’s it, I know, a ghost who likes to sleep + a mermaid who is good at singing lullabies is indeed a perfect match. Of course, all the benefits go to the former.
"If that's the case, then it's up to you."
I stroked the little ghost's hair lovingly. Just follow me then. The little ghost has never asked me for anything, but now he is making such a request. No matter what, I have to satisfy her.
"Yehufan, thank you."
The little ghost hugged the fish tank, kissed me on the face excitedly, and cheered. The mermaid on the side seemed to know that he had been taken in, and joined in the fun. It seemed that the two of them were somewhat in tune, but But with one sinister side and the other innocent, the little mermaid is destined to be eaten to death by the little ghost.
"By the way, I don't know your name yet, little guy, do you have a name?" Before going back, I suddenly remembered that I still didn't know the other person's name.
The little mermaid babbled a few times, seeming to realize that this was unclear, so she jumped down from the fish tank, swung her smooth golden tail, and wrote a few words on the beach with her small green hands.
Elijah.
"Eliya? Can I call you Xiaoya from now on? My name is Wu Fan."
I gently touched Aelia's face with my little finger. She seemed to like how intimately I treated her, so she couldn't help but pull my finger and play with it like a tug of war.
In fact, I have always been concerned about the two shells on her chest. Of course, I did not have any obscene thoughts, just pure academic research interest - these two shells are not bound by anything. How on earth are they It sticks tightly to the little mermaid's chest, and it's not like a band-aid. Because I was so curious, I even had the urge to create an "accident" to see how firmly these two shells could be worn.
"My name is Alice. You can call me the Holy Lady. Of course, I have no objection to Her Majesty the Queen." The little ghost came up and said with a high air. It seemed that he had made up his mind to let the little mermaid work as a cow and a horse. .
"Hey, Aria smiled brightly at the little ghost and nodded. Hey, little ghost, don't you feel guilty when you see such an innocent smile? Don't you feel guilty?
then. We now have a little mermaid in our team. Although we don’t know how long we can stay together, because the entire Twin Seas are the territory of the mermaid clan. Now that we are in their territory, it feels like the mermaid guards will come to our door at any time. possibility.
In the evening, after eating the game prepared by the old woodcutter. Suddenly I thought, what should the little mermaid eat?
By the way, what does the little mermaid usually eat in the sea? meat? It doesn't look like much, vegetarian? Is it eating seaweed? She doesn't seem to agree with her status. After much thinking, I only thought of one food that is more suitable for her--fruit. Whether she is a vegetarian or a carnivorous person, she should not resist fruits.
Feeling the darkness, I went down the mountain to the market on the pier, and finally bought some fruits from a merchant. While running around, I discovered a rather interesting scene.
The dead dog and the little mermaid started fighting.
No, the fish tank is placed on the table. The dead dog climbed up, put one front foot on the edge of the fish tank, and kept extending the other front foot inside to stir up the fish, just like a greedy cat trying to steal the fish in the fish tank.
The little mermaid is not a fish to be slaughtered by others. After discovering the dead dog's intentions, she got a golden three-pronged fork from nowhere - to be precise, the size is more like a dining fork. The little mermaid Surfaced, holding the golden three-pronged fork tightly in both hands. Constantly fighting against the paw of the dog trying to get its hands on him.
"How is this going?"
I glanced at the little ghost who stayed behind, and she explained the process to me with a smile from ear to ear.
It turns out that after Dead Gouzi discovered that there was another mermaid in the team, he seemed to want to establish his leadership (?) position in the team, so he prepared to take advantage of someone's absence to launch an in-depth investigation into the little mermaid. *, the result is a different language, dead dog ga oh ga oh, little mermaid babble babble. The chickens and ducks couldn't talk at all. In desperation, the dead dog chose to fight with force to prove his status. As a result, a golden Pekingese dog and a golden mermaid started fighting. .
Leona: We dragons all speak with our strength. Humph, you little mermaid should quickly surrender to the feet of this princess.
. I said how could a docile little mermaid fight with others. It turns out that it's you, a dead dog who is not proud enough to die, who is making trouble again, standing on his hind legs. One front foot was placed on the fish tank, and a dead dog was waving vigorously. I snorted, crossed my arms and prepared to watch the show.
What, why don’t I help the bullied little mermaid? The Pekingese is several sizes larger than the little mermaid. Isn’t the little mermaid pitiful?
Let me tell you, that's not necessary at all.
Do you still remember the scene when the little mermaid and I just met? She caressed my hand with her little hand, and then pressed hard on it? I remember I said that my hand "felt heavy" at that time. It was a strength that could make a powerful Druid "feel heavy". Do you think the little mermaid is really as weak as she looks?
Sure enough, before the intriguing smile on my lips faded away, the little mermaid, who was constantly being harassed by the dead dog, couldn't help it no matter how docile her temper was. She babbled twice and suddenly held out the golden three-pronged fork in her hand. As soon as he let go, he freed up his seemingly weak little hand and grabbed the dead dog's front paw that was constantly harassing him.
"Gah----oh----"
Leona, who didn't know that she was about to die, couldn't help but screamed happily when she saw that the other party was "overestimating her own strength" and resisted her. She was about to lift the other party up so that this ungrateful mermaid could have a good look at the dragon clan. The strength of the princess makes it clear who is the boss here.
The next moment, Leona realized that her back feet had left the ground and her body was floating. She looked at the little mermaid blankly and found that the whole world seemed to be rotating around the little mermaid at high speed.
How is this going? The accident happened so suddenly that she still didn't understand it.
Ha ha
I was so happy when I saw it clearly from the side. The little mermaid, who looked weak but was very powerful, actually grabbed the dead dog's forelimbs, threw it into the air, and then spun at high speed. With such speed, if the little mermaid let go, the dead dog would at least fly out of the house.
But after all, the little mermaid was still kind-hearted. After throwing it for a moment, she threw the dead dog upwards with all her strength, thus absorbing a lot of the force. However, even so, the dead dog was still thrown onto the roof and hit the ceiling. , and then fell down ruthlessly, and was caught by my hand.
What a pitiful little guy. He must have been feeling very uncomfortable when he was thrown away like garbage by an opponent who was a few sizes smaller than him. He was lying on my hand, dizzy as he looked at the spinning world. Shen Chen’s eyes were full of circles of dead dogs, and I couldn’t help but sympathize a little...
