The night before the King of the Monkey Kingdom's eightieth birthday.
In the South China Sea, the waves are surging.
It relies on the sea to eat the sea, especially in underdeveloped areas like Monkey Country.
In the past, even if it was dark and the waves were strong at night, there would still be many fishing boats out to sea for fishing.
But these days, because of the "bizarre" big explosion that happened a few days ago, even in the waters of Monkey Country, which is far away from the Tianxiang Ocean, there are very few fishing boats going out to sea at night.
Unless some are brave.
Old Kasan is a bold fisherman, the kind who is so bold as to risk his life.
Controlling the old and broken fishing boat that was comparable to his own age, Old Kasang swam in the rough waves, casting net after net, and almost every net yielded a rich harvest.
This made the smile on the corner of old Kasan's mouth never disappear.
It also corresponds to the saying: the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.
Wow!
Another net was caught, and Old Kasan saw at a glance several big and lively fish inside, including a bluefin tuna that was more than two meters long and was constantly flapping.
That thing is not common in the sea here.
Suddenly, old Kasang grinned from the corners of his mouth to his ears.
This net was dropped on the deck, and the crackling sound was filled with the sound of various fish of different sizes tumbling.
Dang clang——
There seemed to be something hard jumping in it.
Bang!
Well, this time Old Kasan can be sure that there is indeed something jumping in this net of fish.
And he jumped so high.
He stepped forward and took a closer look and found that it was a palm-sized turtle.
Even in his old and broken fishing boat, he is not unfamiliar with the palm-sized turtle.
Taking the turtle out of the fishing net, Old Kasan prepared to throw it back into the sea.
However, once he got it, he felt that the weight of the turtle was wrong, too light.
Upon closer inspection, it turns out to be just an empty shell.
However, just after old Kasang clearly saw this thing falling on the deck, he jumped up again, twice!
With this thought in mind, he slowly placed the turtle shell back on the deck.
Then he took a few steps back.
Bang!
Once again, the turtle shell jumped up on its own again, and this time it jumped higher than old Kasan!
This old man, Kasammon, who has been a fisherman all his life, is in trouble!
Could it be that he encountered something dirty? !
Thinking of this, Old Kasang got excited and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the turtle shell and threw it into the sea.
Seeing the rolling waves outside the boat instantly involving the turtle shell, Old Kassan breathed a sigh of relief.
But before he could take a second breath of relief, boom!
A wave swept toward his fishing boat, bang!
In the waves, something familiar landed on his deck again.
It was the turtle shell that he had just thrown into the sea.
Old Kasang: "..."
In an attitude of reverence for the sea god, old Kasang knelt down on the deck, kowtowed several times to the turtle shell, and muttered something at the same time.
Dang rang, dang rang, dang rang!
As a result, old Kasang found that every time he kowtowed, the turtle shell would jump.
It was as if he was kowtowing in response to his own.
Therefore, old Kasang slightly reduced the frequency of kowtow.
Sure enough, the turtle shell jumped slower.
He knocked a little faster, and the turtle shell also accelerated.
He tried to sing to the rhythm of a certain barcarolle, and the turtle shell still imitated the same pattern.
Old Kasan was completely confused now.
He felt that he might have encountered something extraordinary.
Just when old Kasan didn't know what to do with the turtle shell, clang, clang, clang!
The turtle shell jumped to the side of the deck as if it could walk on its own.
Old Kasang followed, and this time, Bastard Kezi jumped into the sea by himself.
After kowtowing for such a long time, it was almost emotional. Old Kasang glanced at the sea with some reluctance, and at the same time blessed him: "Have a good go!"
Wow!
Another wave of waves rolled over, and old Kasang saw what seemed to be a person in the sea.
The man lay motionless on the surging sea. It looked like he was dead.
Old Kasang immediately lowered his fishing net, and after several attempts, he finally caught the man.
For some reason, it was obviously just one person, but when old Kasang was fishing for him, he always felt like there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes staring at him.
And the man's attire was even more strange. He looked young. He was dressed in white and had a white cloth bag hanging on his body.
Just when Old Kasang was about to go up and squeeze out the seawater from the man's stomach, he suddenly discovered that there was no trace of wetness on the man's body.
Moreover, Old Kasang also saw that the man had a ruddy face and regular breathing. How could he look like he was drowning?
That's more like, asleep?
Yes, just fell asleep!
Old Kasan even heard the man's gentle snoring!
Good guy, this is the sea!
And it’s the sea at night, the wind is high and the waves are rough!
This man is actually sleeping in the sea? !
Old Kasang: "???"
With a question mark on his head, Old Kasang stepped forward carefully and observed the man.
Time passed quietly.
Just as the eleven o'clock bell sounded in the cabin, the man who was fished out by Old Kasang slowly opened his sleepy eyes.
Yang Ning looked at the old man in front of him, blinked, and asked, "Who are you?"
Old Kasang jabbered in Monkey Mandarin, but Yang Ning didn't understand a word.
Next to him, a pair of scarlet lights flashed, and Tongtong said to Yang Ning: "He said you fell into the water and he rescued you."
Yang Ning: "..."
"Did I fall into the water?"
"Rescued by him?"
When Yang Ning heard this, he felt a little strange.
Tongtong: "Yes, I obviously misunderstood. After all, you have been sleeping for many days."
"If it weren't for the Monkey King's birthday in an hour, I'm afraid you wouldn't wake up yet."
Yang Ning scratched her head in embarrassment, "Don't tell me, it's quite comfortable to sleep in the sea. The waves come one after another, hitting you left and right, just like a massage..."
"Oh, right!"
As if he suddenly remembered something, Yang Ning asked: "What happened to the super hydrogen bomb that the stars hit on my head?"
"Did you blow me up?"
As he spoke, Yang Ning realized that he seemed to be asking a very meaningless question, and then said: "Well, it seems not."
Xia Tian: "It's not just that I didn't die in the explosion..."
Honghong: "I didn't even wake you up."
Yami put her head down and said: "Ugh~! Chengcheng is not dead!"
Mingming: "I memorized two more personal names today, I'm so happy!"
Yang Ning turned to look at old Kasang, as if he wanted to say something, but considering the language barrier between the two of them, he was too lazy to pry into the heart of the old fisherman, so he simply didn't say anything.
He picked up a fish that jumped to his side on the deck and flicked it, bang!
The fish scales all over the body fell off on their own.
Then he said softly: "Fire."
boom--
The flames ignited out of thin air, only lasted for a second and then suddenly disappeared.
After this set of procedures, the fish in Yang Ning's hand was already exuding a burnt aroma.
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