(God's perspective)
On a coast of the West Sea, Mo Langqin walked up and down without listening. He looked even more anxious, as if he was waiting for something to arrive.
There was also a piece of Western-style clothing in the spare ring. Although Mo Langqin didn't want to wear the same clothes, he really couldn't bear it if he didn't change out of the diving suit he was wearing.
Although his mission was to switch sides and go back, he did not have a clear location from the visiting Taoist at all. Instead, his location was zigzagging back towards the West Sea.
Mo Langqin looked at the location reflected by the ring and wondered why he suddenly ran from the north to the east... These places...
Mo Langqin pointed at the crying cursor and thought for a while, why are these places rich in alcohol...
Could it be that the fish man became the drunken fish of the West Sea?
Taoist Guanyou doesn't look like someone who would run there. He should come back to the West Sea and take away another mermaid...
not good! This position suddenly became closer!
Mo Langqin wanted to hide and see what was going on, but he turned around and ran away, pretending to be someone else.
"How can you hit someone on such a wide road!"
Mo Langqin touched his forehead and complained, and the people who collided with him on the opposite side also complained.
"Old man, I'm too old to bear such a collision. I'm afraid my bones will fall apart. I think back then I was very strong and fought against 30,000 enemy troops in one night..."
Mo Langqin looked up and saw the old man he knocked down. He knew him... He seemed to have met this old man with Taoist Guanyou a hundred years ago... No, I still owe him a drink... Run.
Mo Langqin stopped complaining, stood up and ran in the opposite direction.
After running a few steps, he felt a force pressing down on his shoulder.
Looking back, I saw the wrinkled hands of the old drunkard.
"Where do you want to go? Why don't you apologize if you bump into someone? Do you know how to respect the elderly..."
The old drunkard smelled of alcohol. He grabbed Mo Langqin's shoulders and pulled him to his side.
Mo Langqin cleverly covered her face with the veil on her clothes.
"Oh! I'm very sorry...my eyesight is bad and I didn't see it! I'm very sorry."
Mo Langqin spoke with a strange accent, which gave the old drunkard a headache. My hand strength suddenly became stronger.
"It hurts, it hurts..." Mo Langqin couldn't help but cry out.
"Have you...did we meet somewhere? I think back when I was in Xinjiang, it seemed like..."
"Mu! Mu! Mu! We have never met before! You Mai want to pull me."
Mo Langqin tried to break away, but the old drunkard's hand tightened even more, and then he let go.
"Is that so? Maybe I'm confused and thought you were the person who sold fake wine to me..."
What kind of fake wine...it's just Erguotou mixed with water...How can you call wine wine if it's not watered down?
Mo Langqin explained in his mind that of course he would not dare to say this.
"Take care of yourself, the old man, but I won't keep you company for the little ones..."
Mo Langqin took two steps back and just started to run away, but was dragged back by the old drunkard.
He wouldn't have figured it out. He just said he recognized the wrong person, so he shouldn't change his mind so quickly...
"Then can you tell me, is there any place in the west sea here where I can build a fortress directly under the sea? I think I was lucky enough to visit it once... Well, a foreigner will definitely not know if I ask you."
The drunken old man took out a bead from his arms. After the bead grew bigger, a fish appeared inside, and there was a ring on the fish.
This ring is... this fish is weeping? !
But why are you with this drunkard old man... Could it be that he has joined forces with Taoist Guanyou... This will be difficult to deal with... Two immortal bodies cannot fight against each other...
Mo Langqin held his breath and shook his head.
"Oh~ It seems I really don't know anymore."
The old drunkard didn't have any trouble with Mo Langqin. After he let go of his hand, Mo Langqin quickly walked away.
"Mo Langqin!"
The weeping fish suddenly spoke, but Mo Langqin was frightened.
"Mo Langqin? Such a familiar name. He didn't buy me fake wine back then..."
Sharp eyes pierced Mo Langqin's back.
Mo Langqin started to run away, but the drunkard old man stepped forward. As soon as he stretched his legs, Mo Langqin immediately fell into the mud.
"Haha, old man, let's see where you can run! Pay for the wine! Pay for it quickly! I think back then..."
"Bah, bah." Mo Langqin spat out the sand in his mouth and got up with his hands on the ground.
"Why are you compensating me? What I bought was also drinks!"
"What kind of drink is that? It's obviously water wine."
The drunken old man helped Mo Langqin. He directly grabbed Mo Langqin's collar and lifted him up.
"You said that you, an old man, who looks so skinny and has only been around for a long time, are so strong..." Mo Langqin struggled again but couldn't get away.
The ordinary old man would be angry when he heard the words that he was about to die soon, but the drunkard old man would indeed feel an inexplicable joy when he heard it.
"Don't fight. Stopping my sister is the most important thing now!"
The old man turned into a fish and stopped crying on the waist of the drunkard old man.
The old drunkard put Mo Langqin down again.
"Speaking of stopping her, what exactly are we trying to stop her from? I saw your sister before, but she only used her voice to confuse and weaken her ability to steal other people's power. If we want to stop her, we just have to restrict her..."
"no!"
Before Mo Langqin could finish crying, he denied it.
"Sister, although she has been doing many strange things for that man, we have a mission when we come back from the abyss... I don't know why I didn't remember it until just now. Our purpose is to use the magic of life sacrifice to open the abyss barrier, and then release that A monster has come. I think even I have remembered it now, and my sister will also remember it..."
"So in order to stop her sister, we must first go to the Deep Sea Fortress to find something important to her sister."
The old drunkard also answered the conversation.
Something important?
"What is so important that your sister would hide him in the deep sea fortress?"
I cried and swam a few times inside the bead, "It's a skull, that man's head."
"The man you said was beheaded and dismembered because of your sister?"
What Mo Langqin knew was the version she told him.
"Actually, the truth is not like this..." Qiyu moved faster and more irregularly.
When the old drunkard saw this, he quickly used his magic power to calm his weeping.
"What's going on?"
Seeing Mo Langqin crying, he felt a little bit unbearable in his heart.
"This little fish here has been subjected to the dream-controlling technique of the deep-sea fish. I remember when I accidentally met the deep-sea fish and asked him to control my dreams. The result... alas, forget it, the old man has completely eliminated this child's dream. .”
The old drunkard took back his magic power and calmed down from crying.
"No, now the dream control skill does not belong to the deep sea fish, but to my sister who has obtained this power. Until now, she is still immersed in the beautiful dream she created."
She sighed and said, "That man didn't help my sister at all back then. It was just my sister's wishful thinking."
