On the coast of the East China Sea, the fishermen who have lived here for generations have been dealing with the sea all their lives. Sometimes, in order to catch more seafood, they would sail at sea for several months. Over time, they would also encounter some mysterious legends on the sea.
Ghost ships that have no crew but are still sailing on the sea for hundreds of years will appear in any sea area of the world every once in a while, just like the dead ghosts still driving flying ships through the sea.
The legendary super civilization of prehistoric times sank to ruins overnight. Since then, countless treasures have spewed out from various sea eyes on the seabed. For thousands of years, some people have returned in search of treasures, and some have buried their bones at the bottom of the sea.
The thing most feared by sailors who go to sea are the sharks who live on the rocks in the sea and use their songs to attract people closer, which eventually causes the ship to hit the rocks and sink.
According to sailors who escaped after witnessing the true appearance of the shark, the siren often sits on the rocks with only her upper body exposed. From a distance, she appears to be an unrestrained woman full of amorous feelings. Her singing can control people's minds. People can't help but want to be close to her.
When the crew saw her clearly, they realized that it was a monster with a fish tail and a human body. But by this time, it was too late. The sea water had poured in. The sharks could appear anywhere there was water and surprise everyone on the ship. Kill them all, and finally, calm is restored on the vast sea.
Her long chestnut hair that looked like seaweed, her fair skin that was slightly sickly due to living in the darkness for a long time, and the brown pupils in her deep eye sockets attracted Qingya's attention like sea eyes.
Her tall figure was straight and upright, and her plump figure was still clearly undulating under the linen robe. As she moved lightly, her slender legs staggered out of the hem of the robe, causing a dazzling tremor.
"..."
As she walked over, she spoke a language that Qingya couldn't understand.
Seeing that Qingya didn't respond, she pointed to Qingya's ears, shook her head, and then pointed to Qingya's mouth, signaling for him to speak.
"Where is this? Who are you?"
"Where...is this? Who are you...?"
She repeated what Qing Ya said stumblingly, as if she was understanding the characteristics of human language. She pointed at Qingya's mouth again, signaling Qingya to say more.
"Did you save me? I'm going to look for my companions. Do you know where they are?"
"Did you save me? I'm going to look for my companions. Do you know where they are?"
This time, she was able to repeat what Qing Ya said simultaneously, but her tone was still normal.
"Hello, visitor from afar, I am Taryunas, the siren. Are you a human?
This time, she was able to speak Fuxia's official language clearly and fluently.
What kind of learning speed is this? Judging from this, is her cultivation speed on the immortal path also so amazing and rapid?
"Please don't be shocked by this. The god who created me gave me the ability to reproduce and learn languages. Therefore, I can master any language because I have to rely on singing to confuse passing sailors."
She didn't shy away from telling her identity and purpose.
"Excuse me, are you a human being? The Creator told me that I have to wait here for someone to pass by, then sing a song to attract them, and finally kill them. But I have been waiting for a hundred years before the first one came. Personal kind.”
One hundred years, that is to say, she has lived for at least one thousand two hundred years.
"Yes, I am indeed a human being. Since this is your mission, why don't you do it yet?"
As he spoke, Qingya had already prepared his sword moves, ready to attack at any time.
"Do you want me to do something? If I kill you, do you want me to do something to you?"
Such an innocent answer made Qingya retract his sword move, but he still did not relax his vigilance. Maybe her innocent look now was just a disguise to hide her murderous intention.
"So, you were the one who tricked me into singing here just now?"
While Qingya was stalling for time, he was thinking about how to escape. He should not be able to defeat a monster that has lived for more than 1,200 years, so it would be better to leave. If he really couldn't leave, he would fight her.
"Yes, I can sing with the voice of the person you miss most. Please tell me, how will I kill you next?"
She seemed extremely excited about her first contact with humans.
"Killing me means...just..., yes, killing me means letting me have a good sleep. The state of a person while sleeping is called death. When I wake up and leave, you will never see me again. I died, so people also call death farewell."
Qing Ya was talking nonsense here in a serious manner, thinking that if there are so many flaws, you can't continue to pretend, it's time to show your true colors.
"Okay, I've been waiting here for so long, and the most I did was sleep. Let me help you."
She happily sat at Qing Ya's hand, pulled Qing Ya's body over, and let his head rest on her lap.
She was very strong, and even though Qingya was on guard, he was being played with like a toy in her hands.
But no matter what, Qingya's feeling at this moment is that this should be the most comfortable "pillow" he has ever slept on in his life.
As if considering that his robe would rub against his face, Siren Taryunas lifted the hem of his robe to one side and let Qingya lie directly on his thigh skin.
Her bloodline is closer to the girls from the countries west of Persia. Lying on her plump legs, the delicate touch, soft and elastic flexibility makes people immediately want to indulge in this wonderful feeling of comfort.
This was the first time that Qingya had such an intimate act with a woman. The restless blood instantly dyed Qingya's face red, spreading from his face to behind his ears and down to his neck.
"You have become so red, just like those shrimps and crabs floating on the water. It turns out that you are dead like this, so you should die quickly."
This sounds strange no matter how I hear it.
But Qingya can't sleep now. The accelerated blood flow will only make him more excited. This is a completely strange woman, she is not even human. But she pressed her firmly against her body, and her cheek pressed tightly against the skin of her leg. This feeling of pain and joy made Qingya extremely tormented.
Qingya could only suppress his excitement and restlessness by constantly thinking about Hua Qing'er's face in his mind.
Her fragrant clothes and temples, her white teeth and green eyebrows, her jade-bone face are like begonias in the drunken sun, and her allure dances like a banished fairy into the dust.
There was also the warmth and gentleness when he held her in his arms. The more he thought about it, the more Qingya couldn't calm down.
"Master, help me quickly."
In desperation, Qingya had no choice but to recall Liu Bailu's stern appearance in the past to calm himself down.
Undoubtedly, the master's beauty is the most stunning among the women Qingya has seen so far, but now he does not dare to have any disrespect towards Liu Bailu.
Gradually, the time of pure cultivation on Yaoguang Peak replaced the chaotic thoughts in his mind. Qingya finally slowed down his breathing, and his restless mood also relaxed.
The Siren Siren Tarius caressed Qingya's face with his fingers, bringing out a tickling feeling. The slight triggering sound was like a hypnotic note, making Qingya completely relax.
"Are you going to fall asleep?"
Siren Tarius came to his ear and whispered: "In this way, I will kill you. But when you wake up, don't leave, okay? I am alone here. , you are the first human being to talk to me, I don’t want to go back to talking to myself alone, please don’t let me never see you, okay?”
The only thing that answered her was the long breathing of the boy lying on her lap.
The sky fell.
The four seasons in the mountains are always late spring and long winter. It is only October now, and the snow line on Yaoguang Peak is already getting lower and lower. Fine snow falls one after another, the ink bamboo is still green, and the peach blossoms are still red.
Under the falling snow, the world is vast. The mountain wind carried the flying snow into the window of the bamboo house and stayed between her gentle eyebrows.
Before his apprentice left, half a year had passed before he knew it. I especially remember that it was still late spring when he came, and soon the fourth year of their acquaintance would be coming.
She is still as white as snow, and is even more attractive than the cold plum blossoms in the snow. She gently rolled up her sleeves, with silk threads flying between her slender fingers. On the table in front of her, there was a brocade robe with a snake and a crane, and Liu Bailu was carving the cuffs stitch by stitch. blossoming cloud patterns.
Some longings have nothing to do with romance. Traveling far away will naturally bring her concern, but who can listen to these?
Next year, he will be eighteen years old. If everything goes well, he should be able to enter the golden elixir realm in May or June. Four years ago, he was still a somewhat malnourished child.
Above the golden elixir, the realm of Yuanying's divine movement is still far away. Should I step down from the Yaoguang and take him to those restricted areas of life and ancient ruins?
How about letting him go on his own? With me by his side, will he be in any danger? Then how can he grow? But if I don’t follow, will those places be too dangerous? What should I do?
When his thoughts were entangled, Liu Bailu picked up the embroidery needle in his hand and scratched his hair a few times with the big end of the needle.
Even if she is an outstanding goddess of fluctuating light, even if she only remains calm when facing the giant dragon and evil spirit, she will still have worries about how to teach her apprentices.
Unknowingly, the goddess who was indifferent to everything and treated everything with a frosty attitude already had concerns in her heart.
In a few days, it will be New Year's Eve. People at the foot of the mountain, no matter where they are in the world, will return home before this day to spend the last day of the year with their families.
He should be back before New Year's Eve this year.
Liu Bailu picked up the cuffs of the brocade robe, bit off the last thread with his teeth, and smoothed out the wrinkles on the clothes. The snow outside the window was falling even harder.
