weiyingHey! Hanguang-kun, do you want to grill fish together?
He raised me in his hand to Lan Zhan, and I was stunned by his movements.
weiyingWhy do you have a straight face?
weiyingWouldn't you like to say that the deep clouds forbid fishing somewhere?
niehuaisangOops, Brother Wei.
Nie Huaisang tugged at the corner of Wei Ying's sleeve, turned on the fan to cover his face, and whispered to him:
niehuaisangThis is the famous Lan Zhan, the second son of Lan. Is it really okay for you to provoke him like this?
weiyingCut, I know you can say these four words.
Wei Ying turned around, flew to a high place, and left a sentence:
weiyingBrother Ji, your fish is good, I will take it back and eat it.
Then he ran away.
If my fish body is eaten, the primordial spirit will run out.
Because I grew up in the mass burial hill, the yin and evil energy on the primordial spirit is a bit heavy.
If this group of monks discover the Yin Evil Qi, they won't have to kill me.
My real body is still trapped in the mass grave, and my primordial spirit can only exert 30% of my power. I don't want to be beaten and then end up with a soul-shattering end.
Everything is for survival.
So before I was taken away by Wei Ying, I left a very shameless sentence:
xiangfenglingBrother Lan, save me.
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Wei Ying took me to a place he thought was safe.
Then lay me flat on a large bluestone slab on the bank of the stream.
I felt someone poking me with a branch, needless to say, it must be Wei Ying.
I closed my eyes indifferently.
Fish have no eyelids, but I can pretend I have.
weiyingWasn't he still called Lan Zhan just now, and he was called Brother Lan Er, why are you pretending to be dead now?
Seeing that I was motionless, Wei Ying was unhappy.
weiyingHey, hey, get up, talk. Or I'll really make you a grilled fish.
I opened my eyes feigning weakness and said:
xiangfenglingI am a little fish demon, and I can't stay out of the water for too long.
xiangfenglingI'm having a hard time even talking now, and of course I don't want to pay attention to you.
weiyingIf you don't call me brother Wei, I'll put you back in the water, how about that?
Seeing that I was silent, Wei Ying said in disapproval:
weiyingYou can call Lan Zhan, second brother Lan, can't you call me brother Wei?
xiangfenglingThe more you say that, the less I want to call.
weiyingIt seems that you are not in a hurry to return to the water.
Wei Ying rolled over and sat next to me, intending to fight me to the end.
On the branches in the sun, he saw that I couldn't take it anymore, so he went to fetch a pot of water. After a while, sprinkle a little water on me, so that I won't turn into a dried fish.
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After a while, he yawned, obviously sleepy.
He stuffed me into the kettle because he wanted to sleep and didn't have time to water me.
The small space in the kettle forced me to curl up. And the spacious stream was right next to me, and I watched the stream flow by, but couldn't enter, which was really indescribable.
I suffered in the kettle, and he himself slept soundly on the bluestone slab in large letters.
I watched him from the kettle, gnashing my teeth in anger.