Elf Dark Insect Master

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The sea area of ​​Kanto is very vast. In terms of area, the Orange Islands, which belong to Kanto on the map, are not much smaller than the main islands in the Alola region.

The Orange Islands, sometimes called the Orange Region locally, are nominally part of Kanto, but in fact their status is equivalent to an autonomous region.

In the Kanto waters, there are actually many such islands, large and small, but the only well-known ones are the Orange Islands. Because of the tropical climate and rich products, the Orange Islands support a considerable population, as well as Kanto and Most of the fruits in the Johto area are imported from the Orange Islands. This aspect alone earns a lot of economic income for the Orange Islands every year, not to mention the famous local tourism industry, including sea surfing, diving and various other activities. Island and cave sightseeing adventures and more.

On this sunny and sunny day in early October, there was a fishing boat that was not big, like a small bungalow. Like many other fishing boats, during this season, they appeared one after another at various times of the day. On the shore of the pier.

The boat boss greeted the dock manager familiarly. Most of the people working in this industry are locals. For generations, they either have an orchard at home or go out to sea to fish.

"Hey, why haven't I seen this young man before? Are you recruiting people on the road?"

The dock manager curiously pointed to a handsome young man with fair skin compared to ordinary fishermen and sailors even after returning from a voyage at sea. He has always been very proud of his photographic memory.

"Hahahahaha" the ship boss laughed boldly and said: "Look at this young man with tender skin and tender flesh, how could he be our new recruit? He is a young man who was shipwrecked at sea, everyone."

The boss of the ship widened his eyes after hearing this. Although it is not uncommon for people to be in distress at sea, it is still very interesting every time he hears it, because being able to be rescued by chance in the vast sea is a kind of thing that has to be said. of miracles.

The boy who was rescued was Wutong.

A few days ago, he was not teleported directly to the ship, but was teleported to the nearby sea water, and he choked several mouthfuls of sea water. Fortunately, the ship was right next to him, and if he shouted loudly, others would not be able to ignore him.

Every place has its own customs, and for the fishermen of this island called Ping An Island, the first thing they do when they return to the island after going to sea is not to rush back to their homes to find their own mothers and hugs. Instead, the wives and children first went to a restaurant within the local financial capacity, led by the boss of the ship, to have a peaceful meal together that echoed the name of the island.

This time Wutong, as one of the people who came back from the ship, of course joined in.

However, as a member of a social class that does not need to go fishing to make a living, Wutong also went to the best local restaurant from these fishermen who saved his life, and directly ordered three tables full of expensive dishes. Everyone who ate had round and full bellies and went to the toilet several times.

After Wutong settled in a local hotel after having a good meal and wine, the first thing he did was to call Eva to report that she was safe. From a certain point of view, this girl he had been with day and night for more than a year, the two of them were not exactly from this era. People have labels that are naturally close to them.

Although he had not made any promises, with Wutong's character, there were only a handful of people in this world who were worthy of his trip to the sea.

"But it's not a wasted trip. I still got some useful information."

After Wutong took a shower, he sat on the wooden wicker chair on the balcony outside the hotel room, thinking about the summary of what had happened before.

First of all, it is certain that it is just a crayon. Although it is good for him, for a person with Wutong's personality, being too kind will make him feel that the other party has an agenda.

He has always believed that there is no love or hate for no reason in the world, and no one likes to give favors to others for no reason.

The things Celebi left behind this time not only helped him escape the attack of those ghosts, but also when he was teleported afterwards, there were some interesting things on the ship he was sent to.

Ordinary people would think it was a coincidence, but Wutong felt it was more like a related deliberate act than a coincidence.

Because on this ship, he heard some rumors.

Coincidentally, this rumor is related to the Rabbis, but the protagonist of the story is not a living creature.

Like many of the longing legends on the sea, this is also a story that sounds like a terrifying sea legend. However, from some details in the conversations between fishermen and sailors, Wutong believes that it is very likely to be true.

Most of the people living on the sea islands, due to the isolation between regions, still retain quite a lot of primitive and ancient customs even in modern times. If there are anthropologists willing to study these things, they can write and publish a thick book book, but it is a pity that most humans are more interested in studying mysterious elves than studying themselves.

The maritime legend that Wutong learned about was related to some ancient customs of the island group around Ping An Island.

In this area, after the death of humans and elves, there are two burial methods, one is called sky burial, and the other is called ground burial.

Sky burials are prepared for those who are confirmed to have died of natural causes and for elves. They will be put into a coffin like a boat and sent to the sea to drift naturally. Just as they adapt to the death of angels, they will also adapt to it thereafter. Such a natural funeral.

Another type of underground burial is specially prepared for people and elves who die unnaturally, such as illness, shipwrecks, storms, tsunamis, wild beast attacks and other accidental deaths. The locals believe that people and elves die in this way. , have grievances and cannot carry out sky burial, otherwise it will offend Lord Poseidon, so there was a tradition a long time ago that people buried on the ground will be buried on a nearby designated "Muying Island".

In fact, this tree should be the tomb of a tomb. After Wutong tried to translate it from the languages ​​of two different worlds, he realized that people in this world also use homophonic words to replace some unlucky words.

The crew told this story at night, because on the night of their return to the route, they happened to pass the only designated Muying Island in the sea near Ping An Island.

They seemed to be deliberately trying to scare this young man from the United States. As they circled around on the deck, they all tried to enhance the atmosphere with gloomy tones.

"When Muying Island was first built, it was just a relatively large desert island. Then as people and elves were buried there, tombs were built one after another."

"In the generation where the Lord of the Islands ordered the construction, when he reached his later years and his son came to power, some changes began to occur on Muying Island."

"Only the Lord of the Islands, who was the former Pirate King by killing Qi Hai, could control his evil spirit. Therefore, as soon as his son came to power, strange things happened frequently on Muying Island. First, the sea around the island, Every night and early morning, the fog becomes particularly thick.”

"After a while, some passing ships will find that from time to time there will be some aquatic elves with only corpses left on the beach, such as common horn goldfish and ink seahorses."

"After some time, something even weirder happened. Even in broad daylight, the surrounding area of ​​Muying Island was covered by a light fog. When we were at sea, sometimes we couldn't see clearly from a distance. The ship will only discover its existence when it sails nearby.”

"At that time, there were no living elves on Muying Island, and there were fewer and fewer elves in the water in the surrounding seas."

The fishermen's stories became more and more bizarre and horrifying. They looked at the Hezhong boy and found that he was sitting upright and not among them. His expression was as usual and he didn't seem to be scared at all.

"dead"

Someone suddenly raised his voice, which didn't scare Wutong, but startled his nearby companions.

"Bah, bah, bah, it's the young people from Guihai who can't speak. Lord Poseidon, please forgive me."

An old fisherman quickly gave the young fisherman who wanted to scare him a loud mouth, then held his head and nodded three times towards the western void.

Wutong thinks this story is quite interesting. He loves to read books whether it is in this world or another world. Whether it is novels, miscellaneous notes, or as long as it is an information carrier in the form of a story, he can appreciate it with relish.

The young man found out that it was the oldest "dad" on the boat who had spoken. He could only cover his face in grievance, not even thinking of revenge. At sea, the experience of old fishermen is very valuable. Sometimes they can speak with just one sentence. Save the lives of everyone on board.

"You young people, let me tell you."

The old man nicknamed Dad has white beard and white hair, but his body is still very strong and he can drink a bottle of wine every day. Although he was sighing when he spoke, he still sounded very energetic. He glanced towards the sea. , exactly in the direction of Muying Island.

"The gray mist rises from the island and all life is extinct. In fact, the omens were already very obvious at that time. Unfortunately, everyone thought that this was just a place with many dead people. Maybe it should have happened. Although the funeral procession later came to bury people and elves. They were all afraid, but the tradition that had lasted for decades, everyone felt that it would not change until one day, a group of people disappeared without a trace, and things started to get serious."

Dad took out a pipe from nowhere, lit it on fire, took a deep breath, blew out a big smoke, and drew the shape of an island with his hands.

"After a group of people, there was another group of people, and then people were afraid. The islanders hired many powerful trainers. At that time, they were still called Warcraft users, and they were also called heroes and braves. Anyway, that's what it meant. , very strong guys, but few of them survived. Some of them survived by luck. Most of them were crazy. They only shouted some weird and scary words, and only a few looked normal. They are also taciturn, even when others beat them, they are unwilling to talk about those words, and they stay in a daze with their eyes open like stones all day long.”

"The matter got big. When the island owner heard about it, he sent an army to go because it affected everyone's daily life and because people were dying every day in every household. But this time, it was... Totally bad.”

The father cleaned up the dregs of his pipe and continued: "It's gone, it's gone, not even an army is gone. At that time, Muying Island was already covered in fog for several miles around, and at night, there were still people who could see it. When there is light on the sea, take a closer look. If you see some people and elves walking on the sea, run away immediately, otherwise, if you are lucky, the body will be found intact the next day."

"I would like to ask if there will be a zombie plot later, that is, those who are missing or confirmed to be dead can stand up like living people with their hands and feet moving." Wutong suddenly thought, could there be a zombie plot later?

"How do you know?" Dad opened his eyes and drank.

But when he looked at the other person carefully, he realized that he was really just guessing. Before the boy could explain, the father laughed at himself and said, "You really fooled me. I heard that at that time, this area became very scary, and some people disappeared. I returned to their home alive and frightened everyone in their family.”

As the legend goes, on this cold night, a strong wind suddenly blew by, but the boat did not rock. However, the oil lamp was almost extinguished. Dad quickly protected it with his body, and everything was fine.

"This wind seems to be blowing from over there."

I don't know who said this, and everyone in the audience froze for a moment.

"Forget it, it's already so late, I'll go back and rest first."

"I also drank a lot and went to the toilet."

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These fishermen felt a little guilty inexplicably, and it was indeed late at night, so no one made inappropriate jokes about others' timidity, so they all hurried back with friends or alone.

Only a few people stayed, either those who kept watch or those who were really brave.

"You are not afraid"

The father looked at Wutong who had not left. He first looked suspiciously at the boy's crotch and found that it was not wet. Then he confirmed that the boy was not frightened and looked at him, which made him feel much better.

Courageous people are always more likely to impress others.

"I'm still a little scared because I can't see it. I guess if I really see it, I won't be scared anymore. If there is something you want me to touch, you have to ask my fellow elves first if they agree. .”

Wutong smiled and patted Eevee, who was leaning against him with his tail curled up. At this time, his eyes were shining slightly in the night. When he heard his master say this, he suddenly shouted "Eevee" proudly, indicating that he would protect him. Train your own home.

"Then you have bigger eggs than those cowards. The young man has a future."

Dad smiled too.

"But it's really late. I have to get up early to train tomorrow. So dad, I'm going to have a rest too. See you tomorrow morning."

Wutong stood up and said hello, deliberately straightening his back on the way.

Nothing else, but fortunately he was wearing two pieces, a white cotton inner and a thin black silk shirt on the outside, so his slightly wet back should not be visible.

Wutong was not heartless, he was somewhat frightened just now, but the degree of fright was not high, and with his high sanity value, he quickly withstood the blow and returned to normal, which was much better than others.