Manual of Space-Time Interference

After some kind of indescribable deal was reached, it only took less than 2 hours for Dialect to set foot on the ship to Atlantis.

Uh, broken ship...

Originally, Dialect was going to board the ornately decorated ship next to him, but unexpectedly, this captain, who was dressed like a man, with yellow teeth and a big smoking gun, owned only a broken ship.

The kind of wooden shelf that seems to be blown apart by a gust of wind...

Perhaps it may be that, it's the gold and jade in it?

Before boarding the boat, the dialect comforted him like this, but after boarding the boat, he realized that he really thought too much.

Not to mention anything else, just the sound of the wood squeaking, it sounds like it's about to do something...

However, in the end, the ship sailed out of the dock smoothly and started heading towards the imperial capital.

Maybe Bagmu said something. Anyway, every sailor looked very respectful when they saw the dialect. Of course, it would be better if they didn't have a look at Kaizi in their eyes.

The sails have been raised, and the whole ship, under the orderly control of the sailors, appears to be exceptionally stable, without turbulence, moving forward at a slow but steady speed towards the distance.

Dialect looked at it and turned around.

The solitary chirping of seabirds returning home seems to still be in his ears, and the setting sun in the distance has already set halfway, leaving only half of the setting sun, emitting the last afterglow...

The sailors beside him were talking, laughing, and joking with each other. Only the dialect was left, which seemed out of place.

In fact, many times now, what Dialect misses is not that home in Nanjing, but that piece of time and space...

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The poor and impoverished Bagmu did not treat the dialect badly in the accommodation, and even gave up his own bed, and then called him every time he ate.

However, Dialect refused with a smile, not to mention that looking at the pile of sticky food has no appetite, just for safety, you can only eat what you bring.

The heart of harming others is not allowed, but at the same time, the heart of preventing others is indispensable.

Every time I travel to the relatively peaceful ancient times, although there is no threat in terms of force, the most important thing to be careful of is the human heart...

Throughout the ages, countless heroes and heroes have planted on these two words, intrigue, poison and smoke...

Eating, drinking, and Lhasa all depend on himself, and he also wears power armor when he sleeps. Anyway, all possible accidents are eliminated by the dialect...

In this way, looking at the sea, listening to the song, and after spending two days fumbling around, I finally saw the shadow of the land.

It was very big. When the distance was still more than ten kilometers away, Dialect saw this piece of island land that seemed to be so large that he was so happy that he almost threw the tablet out.

Maybe it was too long?

However, the excitement didn't last long, and the mentality gradually calmed down. Looking at the slowly approaching land, Dialect also released the aircraft behind him, and by the way, glanced at Bo Ya with a half-smile.

Fate can't be said clearly. He didn't expect to meet a thin boy like Bai Ya on this boat, nor did he expect that he would become his employer.

A hole appeared in the field of vision, the wooden boat slowly drove in, and smiles appeared on the faces of the sailors. This was their excitement and joy when they saw the land again after their long journey.

The spire-shaped building is faintly exposed from the corner of the mountain, and the islands on both sides slowly appear human, and then slowly increase as the wooden boat moves forward...

The sail has been lowered halfway, and the wooden boat swayed gently on the water, moving out ripples one after another. The Qingxiu Mountain next to it, with the color of the water, looked incomparably beautiful, like a paradise.

The pier slowly appeared in his eyes, and the voices of the people began to rise. Dialect looked at the picture sent back by the aircraft, and his face also showed a bit of joy.

The overall layout of concentric circles, blocked by the ocean passage, the gilded dome, and the faint and beautiful notes floating in the air...

Everything seems to be telling the dialect, this must be Atlantis, the sunken Atlantis civilization...

"Are you going down or staying here?"

Bagmu came over and patted the dialect on the shoulder, showing his big yellow teeth, asked the dialect, and then suddenly patted his head, pointed to the bottom, stretched out **** and made a walking motion , again pointing to the boat.

The ship can no longer drive in here, and can only stay at a pier in the periphery. Perhaps, this is also because the ship is too broken.

Dialect thought while looking at a gorgeous ship passing slowly by the side, then turned back to Bagmu, pointed directly to the land below, and signaled that he wanted to go down, then pointed to the familiar thin boy Bai Bai. Asia.

"Boya, come here!"

Bagmu instantly understood the meaning of the dialect, pointed at Bo Ya with his big pipe, called him over, and said righteously to Bo Ya,

"Boya, you follow this guest, do whatever he asks you to do, even if he asks for your chastity, you can't refuse!"

After speaking, Bagmu squeezed his eyes and patted the pale-faced Boya on the shoulder. After UU read www.uukanshu.com inexplicably smiled, he began to greet the rest of the crew to do the corresponding things.

"Horry, wow, haha, you're going to die for that wave..."

Bo Ya's face turned pale again, looking at the half-smile expression on Fang Yan's face, he hurriedly bent over and apologized to the dialect in front of him.

"Next!"

A voice came, and at the same time, a cold heavy object hit Bai Ya's body and fell to the ground with gravity.

Bo Ya looked at it, was stunned, looked up at Dialect, slowly bent down and picked up the glittering gold on the ground, then quickly stuffed it into his pocket.

"Follow up!"

Dialect said, then waved again, and after a slight sway, raised his foot and walked towards the landing.

The small backpack was by his side, and it contained the necessities of life, while the less important ones were left in the large backpack in the cabin.

Dialect is not worried about the earth-shattering big things that the stingy big yellow tooth will do. If nothing else, there is still 15 yuan of unfinished reward in his small backpack. According to the big yellow tooth's character, if he leaves , I guess it's not the big yellow tooth...

"Hey!"

Dialect waved to Bo Ya, who was cowering behind him, took out a piece of gold again, handed it over, and then pointed to a piece of jewelry on the stall next to him.

Bo Ya finally came back to his senses, took the gold, and quickly stuffed it into his pocket again, then walked to the hawker, took out a few trinkets, took the trinket, and handed it to Dialect with both hands.

The feeling of smashing gold is really cool...

Dialect thought, looking at the tall statue of Poseidon standing in the central area in the distance.

"Nüwa, I really want to go up and take a selfie and say..."

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