[Honghuang] The days before sanctification

The little girl with two horn braids was lying on the deck, holding a dead branch in her hand. She was very bored and drew circles on the sea surface with the dead branch, and the waves of water dizzy away.

She stood up and threw the dead branch into the sea vigorously, then set up the tent with one hand to see how far she threw it.

There are things that cannot be seen clearly in the distance, drifting with the sea, the little girl's eyes lit up and she couldn't help shouting in surprise, "Look, Dad, what is that?"

The middle-aged man who was sorting out today's harvest at the bow of the boat heard his daughter's voice, kept moving his hands and glanced at him, and replied casually, "It seems like two statues."

The little girl tilted her head, thinking of the goddess statue standing in the village, and asked curiously, "Is it the same as Mingfei Empress?"

Hearing his daughter's immature words, the middle-aged man couldn't help laughing, he didn't blame but his tone was serious, and said, "Ming Concubine Empress is our belief."

"Oh." Although she didn't say it clearly, the little girl understood what her father meant. She puffed her mouth and still stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance curiously. "I really want to know what it is?" the little girl murmured in a low voice.

A round sun hangs above the head with blue sky and white clouds. The sun is fierce but not hot at all. The things on the sea are getting closer and closer. Finally, the little girl can see the two lifelike statues. Under the bright light, she sees the mud statues Like the fingers moved!

"Daddy! Daddy! The statue can move!"

"Qian'er, don't talk nonsense, how can the statue move!" The middle-aged man laughed. He got up and put the sea fish into a bag. The bag was very small, but the sea fish in the deck remained the same.

Today's harvest is good, the middle-aged man put the bag away with joy on his brows and said, "It's getting late, it's time to go back."

'Plop', the sound of diving was heard in his ears, his face changed and he hurried out of the boat canopy, and saw the little man jumping into the sea and swimming forward.

There... the middle-aged man's face turned pale in an instant, and he shouted in a panic, "Qian'er!"

Qing Yun opened his eyes, and the bright sunlight greeted his eyes. Are they still alive?Suddenly the body moves like rootless duckweed.

Is it water?Did they come to the surface?

There was a flash of light between her eyebrows, and the soil faded for nine days. The warm sun and the cold sea water made her body stiff and rigid due to being immobilized for a long time, and a slight movement of her fingertips was cold and stimulating.

Sister!Thinking of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, Qing Yun's eyes tightened for a while, and his heart was extremely flustered.

Beside her was a familiar Qi machine, Qing Yun immediately turned her head, and the one floating not far from Qing Yun was the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit. However, her face was pale and her eyes were closed tightly, and she saw that there was no trace of breath as if she was dead. , there are extremely small cracks on Gui Ling's face, spreading like spider silk, as if it is a very realistic portrait.Qing Yuncai's heart ached immediately!

"Senior Sister!" The body was barely able to move, Qing Yun hurriedly swam to the Guiling Virgin, stretched out his hand to grab the Guiling's clothes and pulled it towards him with difficulty, then hugged the Guiling Virgin with both hands, suppressing the panic in his heart, index finger and The middle finger rests on the wrist of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, and there is still a pulse!

Qing Yun breathed a sigh of relief, but her cultivation base was sealed in this boundless sea. Even if Senior Sister Gui Ling is fine, if she can't find a place to cultivate, what is the difference between death and death?

Not knowing whether it was sea water or tears on his face, Qing Yun hugged the Holy Mother of Gui Ling tightly. If she didn't agree, the senior sister would not take her to the depths of the East China Sea, and they would not fall into this difficult situation!

"Who are you?" In the vast sea, the girl's crisp question was like the sound of nature.

"You..." Qing Yun looked up at the little girl, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, but when he moved his gaze, a middle-aged man followed closely behind the little girl.

It turned out to be a shark!

The middle-aged man didn't pay much attention to the fact that the statue turned into a living person. He held his daughter in his arms and breathed a sigh of relief, as it was safe.Immediately, he turned his gaze and looked at the helpless woman in the sea with surprise on her face, but he seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly said, "Come with me, the Sea God will be angry later!"

Poseidon?East China Sea Dragon Palace?

Qing Yun suppressed the panic in her heart, doubts in her heart, but this is not the time to ask, she pursed her red lips slightly, and nodded to the middle-aged man while hugging the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit.But in fact, Qing Yun, who has always been used to driving the clouds, is not familiar with swimming, let alone taking care of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit.

Seeing Qingyun's embarrassment, the middle-aged man lowered his head and straightened the black hair that was close to his daughter's forehead, and said softly, "Qian'er will go back to the boat and prepare hot tea for the two older sisters."

"Okay, Daddy." Seeing that Daddy wasn't angry, the little girl smiled and rolled her eyes.

"I'll help you." The middle-aged man swam back, avoiding but holding the wrist of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit.

"Thank you!"

Before swimming, the middle-aged man looked up at the sky and his face suddenly changed. He shouted anxiously at Qing Yun, "Quick, the Sea God is going to get angry!"

In an instant, the bright sun in the cloudless sky was suddenly covered by thick dark clouds, and there was a sea breeze blowing in with damp shade, and the calm and waveless sea fluctuated little by little, and then gradually became higher!Running like a giant beast, the momentum that followed was so overwhelming that he dared not take a breath!

Lifting the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit onto the boat, the middle-aged man also climbed onto the boat with agility, sweating profusely. He didn't know whether it was sweat or sea water. He looked at the place where Cai Qingyun was awake just now with lingering fear. But only limited to that one.

"It's really the concubine Ming's blessing." The middle-aged man sighed deeply, it's the rest of his life!

The little girl came out of the boat tent, holding a cup made of strangely shaped shells in her hand, and said, "Sister, drink tea."

"Thank you." After coming out of the sea, your body is completely soaked, and your black hair is scattered and your body is stuck to your body in a plain dress.When the cold came, Qing Yun felt his nose itch, and rubbed his nose involuntarily, but his eyes fell on the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, his eyes were dark and heavy, and his red lips were tightly pursed into a line, leaving only paleness.

"Sister, don't worry, my mother is very powerful, and she will definitely cure this sister." The little girl took a blanket and carefully covered the Holy Mother of Guiling, crisp and raw, looking at Qingyun very solemnly.

The cup made of shells reveals the temperature from the inside out, warming the cold fingertips. Qing Yun looked at the bright little girl, pulled her lips stiffly, and nodded. She looked at the strong wind and waves not far away. , Hold the cup tightly and the finger cover turns white.

Now that her cultivation base has been sealed, she can't suppress her senior sister's injury, and she can't go back to Penglai. What's more important is where she and her senior sister are!

After being wrapped in the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, her consciousness fell into a deep sleep. She didn't know what happened afterwards. Did they float out of the sea or were they sucked in by the vortex?And the reappearance of the merman who is said to have been extinct for a long time!

Qing Yun looked at the little girl who was helping the middle-aged man tidy up the deck with complicated eyes, and then the corner of her mouth was slightly twitched with bitterness and self-deprecation, and she looked down at the blue sea. I am afraid that I will be buried in the sea with my senior sister.

In the midst of wandering thoughts, the ship has docked.

There was a lot of voices. After the middle-aged man tied up the boat, villagers immediately surrounded him with worried faces. The leader was an old man. He stroked the top of the little girl's hair lovingly, and then sighed, "Fortunately, it's all right."

"Mr. Qin is worried." The middle-aged man smiled innocently, and then he bowed devoutly to the tall and slender statue of the goddess standing in the middle of the village, "Bless the concubine Ming!"

Wuzhu looked forward, her skin was snow-white, her face was beautiful and there was a touch of handsomeness between her brows, the center of her brows was a little dark red, her black hair was like jade with a faint luster, the plain dish in a cloud bun was only adorned with pearls, and the black gauze was fluttering in the wind, as if looking into the distance. Waiting for someone to come back.

"Go home quickly, and let Jinniang take a good look to see if she's injured."

"Okay, then I will deliver the fish to everyone tomorrow."

"I'll be fine in a few days, and it's not bad for a few days." Old Qin waved his hand, and when he saw Qing Yun who got off the middle-aged man's boat, his cloudy eyes suddenly changed, and sharpness flashed across his eyes.

"It's the girl Qian'er rescued from the sea." The middle-aged man stepped forward to help, "It's so pitiful, I don't know which tribe it is from."

"Enenen." Qin Lao responded casually, his eyes fell on the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, and he walked a few steps forward to get close to the old man. He squinted his eyes, and his thin hand seemed to inadvertently slid across the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit. He sighed and said, "This girl is seriously hurt."

"I guess it caught up with Sea God to get angry. I'll let Jinniang take a look when I get back. She should be fine after a few days of rest."

Old Qin put his hands behind his back, and the old god said, "Go quickly, don't delay this girl."

"Goodbye, Grandpa Qin." Qian'er waved her hand to bid farewell to Old Qin, and then trotted home.

Seeing Qin Laoqing's eyes flashing slightly, her red lips were slightly pursed and then released, she glanced at Qin Lao inadvertently from the corner of her eye, and frowned slightly.

"Mother, I'm back~" Qian'er shouted joyfully in front of her, and she threw herself into the arms of a handsome woman.

The woman's eyes were full of doting, her eyebrows were gentle, she raised her hand and flicked the little girl's forehead lightly, her lips curved slightly, and said, "Go and change clothes."

"Oh." Clutching her forehead, Qian'er looked at her mother and nodded pitifully.

Watching her daughter go away with a smile, the delicate woman walked over slowly, looked at the middle-aged man with soft eyes, and said softly with love for his daughter, "Brother Tao, I'll help this girl, you go home and look at Qian Son, don't make her naughty."

"Okay." The middle-aged man did not doubt him, and looked at the delicate woman with tenderness in her eyes, "This is my wife, she will definitely cure your sister's illness." Before leaving, the middle-aged man did not forget to appease Qing cloud.

When the middle-aged man left, the woman's eyes were sharp and she was full of defense, "You are not from here!"

"The dragon girl actually married a shark!"

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