Chapter 1
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This is a parallel world, a small island in Europe.
The strong wind brings the roar of huge waves. Under the torrential rain, the island is like a boat struggling in the rough waves, which will capsize at any time.
Lightning occasionally split the darkness, reflecting a small fishing village on the island.
In one of the courtyards, the boy lying in his bedroom seemed to be having a nightmare, frowning tightly.
A moment later, the boy opened his eyes in the dark and sighed a long time
The storm raged all night.
It was noon the next day after the rain. The small fishing village is full of smoke, and the island is full of vitality.
On the beach, a dozen teenagers with bamboo baskets were searching for the legacy left by the receding tide. There are snails, seashells, prawns on the beach, and occasionally fish that can jump.
In the storm last night, these teenagers were already full of expectations for today's action, so they rushed out of the fishing village for the first time after it cleared up. At this moment, the bamboo basket is half full.
In succession, some old people came out of the village to join the sea.
In a corner of the beach, there is a rocky natural harbor, which is the wharf of the small fishing village. At this time, there are about ten small fishing boats moored, and the young fishermen are struggling to pull the nets laid last night.
On the beach, there were several broken fishing boat wrecks lying among the rocks.
Zheng Yang did not go to the beach to search for seafood like other small partners, but knocked on the edge of the wreckage of these fishing boats, looking for something.
The body of the boy he inherited was just 15 years old. His parents had never come back after they went to sea a year ago.
Two months ago, the five no youth of the earth came to this world.
It was a strong win.
Little Zheng Yang in this world died of a high fever. The ghost collided with Zheng Yang, who came through the world. His soul was directly destroyed. The passer-by occupied the nest of magpies and inherited his body and memory
Two months later, Zheng Yang had searched several rotten boats on the beach, but he had to dig out five pieces of different sizes of ship plates without decay And some rusty nails.
The scrapped fishing boats, which can be reused, have already been demolished completely. His harvest can be said to be very good!
More than ten minutes later, Zheng Yang came back to his yard with a wooden board and nails in his pocket. A small pile of old boat boards, wood nails and other materials collected before were placed in the yard. With the five pieces excavated this time, only nine pieces of boards were made.
Fortunately, three of them are quite large.
"Almost!"
Zheng Yang had a draft for a long time. He put down the materials he had just collected and began to "fight" the boat.
After some beating, sawing and chiseling, at dusk, there was little material left in the yard. Instead, a very simple sampan appeared.
In fact, it's just something that's just like a boat, which is simply made up of a few old planks and wood.
This is what Zheng Yang called a "boat". It has a pointed head and a flat tail. It is no more than two meters long, and its widest part is only seven or eight centimeters.
This is Zheng Yang's "boat". He looked at it in silence for a while. He knew that such a thing would sink within ten minutes.
"The first step is done. Isn't it true that the simpler the ship is, the higher the success rate will be
Looking at the sky, Zheng Yang did not have time to finish his dinner, so he took a carving knife to carve and draw in his boat.
It wasn't until after ten o'clock that Zheng Yang got dizzy with hunger and finally finished his work at hand. Then he went into the kitchen and made a mess of food to fill his stomach.
The small fishing village was quiet, only the sound of clattering came from the seaside.
The soft moonlight sprinkles in the courtyard, like a layer of gauze like fog. Zheng Yang locked the door, climbed up the wall and looked around to make sure there was no one around. Then he returned to his room and pulled out a wooden box from under the bed.
Soon, he moved the box to the "boat" in the yard, opened the box, took out a pile of bottles, cans and strange tools, and put them around one by one in a specific order.
In the light of the flashlight, these containers contain all kinds of unknown liquids, powders, and some biological organs and internal organs, which are very frightening.
After setting up the containers, Zheng Yang took a deep breath and felt out a piece of leather like thing from his arms. After unfolding, he drew a very complicated pattern on it.
as like as two peas in Zheng's boat, the Zheng Yang has practiced countless times on the beach, and it is not ripe enough to finish. But Zheng Yang checked it carefully at this time, and confirmed that there was no mistake, so he put the leather aside.
"Little Zheng Yang, his father doesn't know where to get this ritual map. He hopes that, as recorded in the travel notes, he can really turn my broken boat into a spirit boat!"
Zheng Yang opened the first bottle, absorbed the juice with a brush, and painted the juice in a specific place along the pattern.
One by one, the bottles are opened, the materials are less and less, and the ship's design is more and more full, with a vague feeling of ancient and boundless.It took Zheng Yang more than a month to collect all these materials, including mercury, gum, plant sap, animal tissue fluid, and some special shells and mineral grinding powder.
These materials are recorded in an ancient travel book collected by Xiao Zheng Yang's father. Fortunately, his father taught Xiao Zheng Yang to identify these materials when he was a child. Otherwise, Zheng Yang would not have been able to complete them.
In that travel book, it describes a kind of half life "spirit boat" that can evolve. It needs the combination of Dharma array, ritual and spirit guidance, and its success rate is very low. Among them, the spirit guide is on the leather pattern. It has a name called scroll, which belongs to consumables.
Zheng Yang is very suspicious that the travel notes and rituals were brought by Xiao Zheng Yang's father to build his own spirit boat. He just doesn't know why he didn't do it. On the contrary, he taught Xiao Zheng Yang so many related things since he was a child.
Or is he originally prepared for Xiao Zheng Yang? It's kind of hard to understand.
In the yard, as all the liquid materials were used up, Zheng Yang sprinkled the powder on some areas, and then put the biological organs on them one by one. These biological organs were used in a calling ceremony, such as the liver of bullfrog and the eyes of owl.
"A little evil!"
At this time, Zheng Yang's face became very serious. He picked up a sharp knife, disinfected it with alcohol, gritted his teeth, cut a four centimeter long wound in the palm of his left hand, and pressed it directly on the scroll when the blood gushed out.
“Uketi……” (Qiling)
as Zheng Yang read a strange syllable according to the phonetic notation of the travel notes, a silver light suddenly appeared on the scroll, blending with the moonlight.
"It's on! The mythical Science in legend actually exists! "
Zheng Yang inhales deeply, grabs the scroll decisively and presses it on the array in the boat.
Suddenly, the silver light spread rapidly along the array, enveloping Zheng Yang and the whole boat.
The moonlight in the sky was pulled by some force and poured down like mercury, leading to more and more silver.
"Awning..."
The scroll suddenly burned, and Zheng Yang quickly stopped.
At the same time, the biological organs on the Dharma formation in the ship emit scarlet light, and build a rotating hexagram with the fire, which sends out a strange smell to communicate with the unknown.
I don't know if it is affected by this change, the sky darkens rapidly, the dark clouds cover the sky, and the moon fades, leaving only the array in the boat still silvery.
Under the cover of silver light, the six pointed star array emits a strange rhythm, and the center suddenly rippled like a wave, even if you see a creature with a big head coming out of the wave.
The six pointed star suddenly disappeared with a flash, along with burning scrolls and sacrificial biological organs. Instead, a black flying insect with a big head seemed to lie in the center of the array.
Zheng Yang was very nervous at this moment. In the face of the magical ceremony and the instinctive fear from the black flying insect, he almost forgot his next move.
However, he did not forget after all.
Pop
Zheng Yang swung a hammer and used all his strength to hit the black flying insect's head, directly smashing the insect's head.
Strong resistance, let Zheng Yang understand that black flying insects are far from ordinary insects so fragile, its surface is clearly covered with fine scales.
In the silver light, the body of the black flying insect floats up a ghost body, half smaller than the flying insect.
The darkness of the sky was oppressed, as if a storm was coming to wipe out the silver light in the yard.
“Troimo…… (Fengling)
Zheng Yang remembered the steps and immediately recited another mantra. The silver light on the Dharma array suddenly brightened tenaciously. The pattern seemed to come alive, quickly absorbed the body and soul of the flying insect, and then disappeared into the ship.
The silver light is divided into two parts, most of which are converged into the hull, and a small part is integrated into Zheng Yang's body, forming a small boat pattern on the back of his left hand, communicating with a sub space.
At this time, the black clouds in the sky dispersed, and the moonlight came back to the yard, shining on Zheng Yang and his boat.
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This is a parallel world, a small island in Europe.
The strong wind brings the roar of huge waves. Under the torrential rain, the island is like a boat struggling in the rough waves, which will capsize at any time.
Lightning occasionally split the darkness, reflecting a small fishing village on the island.
In one of the courtyards, the boy lying in his bedroom seemed to be having a nightmare, frowning tightly.
A moment later, the boy opened his eyes in the dark and sighed a long time
The storm raged all night.
It was noon the next day after the rain. The small fishing village is full of smoke, and the island is full of vitality.
On the beach, a dozen teenagers with bamboo baskets were searching for the legacy left by the receding tide. There are snails, seashells, prawns on the beach, and occasionally fish that can jump.
In the storm last night, these teenagers were already full of expectations for today's action, so they rushed out of the fishing village for the first time after it cleared up. At this moment, the bamboo basket is half full.
In succession, some old people came out of the village to join the sea.
In a corner of the beach, there is a rocky natural harbor, which is the wharf of the small fishing village. At this time, there are about ten small fishing boats moored, and the young fishermen are struggling to pull the nets laid last night.
On the beach, there were several broken fishing boat wrecks lying among the rocks.
Zheng Yang did not go to the beach to search for seafood like other small partners, but knocked on the edge of the wreckage of these fishing boats, looking for something.
The body of the boy he inherited was just 15 years old. His parents had never come back after they went to sea a year ago.
Two months ago, the five no youth of the earth came to this world.
It was a strong win.
Little Zheng Yang in this world died of a high fever. The ghost collided with Zheng Yang, who came through the world. His soul was directly destroyed. The passer-by occupied the nest of magpies and inherited his body and memory
Two months later, Zheng Yang had searched several rotten boats on the beach, but he had to dig out five pieces of different sizes of ship plates without decay And some rusty nails.
The scrapped fishing boats, which can be reused, have already been demolished completely. His harvest can be said to be very good!
More than ten minutes later, Zheng Yang came back to his yard with a wooden board and nails in his pocket. A small pile of old boat boards, wood nails and other materials collected before were placed in the yard. With the five pieces excavated this time, only nine pieces of boards were made.
Fortunately, three of them are quite large.
"Almost!"
Zheng Yang had a draft for a long time. He put down the materials he had just collected and began to "fight" the boat.
After some beating, sawing and chiseling, at dusk, there was little material left in the yard. Instead, a very simple sampan appeared.
In fact, it's just something that's just like a boat, which is simply made up of a few old planks and wood.
This is what Zheng Yang called a "boat". It has a pointed head and a flat tail. It is no more than two meters long, and its widest part is only seven or eight centimeters.
This is Zheng Yang's "boat". He looked at it in silence for a while. He knew that such a thing would sink within ten minutes.
"The first step is done. Isn't it true that the simpler the ship is, the higher the success rate will be
Looking at the sky, Zheng Yang did not have time to finish his dinner, so he took a carving knife to carve and draw in his boat.
It wasn't until after ten o'clock that Zheng Yang got dizzy with hunger and finally finished his work at hand. Then he went into the kitchen and made a mess of food to fill his stomach.
The small fishing village was quiet, only the sound of clattering came from the seaside.
The soft moonlight sprinkles in the courtyard, like a layer of gauze like fog. Zheng Yang locked the door, climbed up the wall and looked around to make sure there was no one around. Then he returned to his room and pulled out a wooden box from under the bed.
Soon, he moved the box to the "boat" in the yard, opened the box, took out a pile of bottles, cans and strange tools, and put them around one by one in a specific order.
In the light of the flashlight, these containers contain all kinds of unknown liquids, powders, and some biological organs and internal organs, which are very frightening.
After setting up the containers, Zheng Yang took a deep breath and felt out a piece of leather like thing from his arms. After unfolding, he drew a very complicated pattern on it.
as like as two peas in Zheng's boat, the Zheng Yang has practiced countless times on the beach, and it is not ripe enough to finish. But Zheng Yang checked it carefully at this time, and confirmed that there was no mistake, so he put the leather aside.
"Little Zheng Yang, his father doesn't know where to get this ritual map. He hopes that, as recorded in the travel notes, he can really turn my broken boat into a spirit boat!"
Zheng Yang opened the first bottle, absorbed the juice with a brush, and painted the juice in a specific place along the pattern.
One by one, the bottles are opened, the materials are less and less, and the ship's design is more and more full, with a vague feeling of ancient and boundless.It took Zheng Yang more than a month to collect all these materials, including mercury, gum, plant sap, animal tissue fluid, and some special shells and mineral grinding powder.
These materials are recorded in an ancient travel book collected by Xiao Zheng Yang's father. Fortunately, his father taught Xiao Zheng Yang to identify these materials when he was a child. Otherwise, Zheng Yang would not have been able to complete them.
In that travel book, it describes a kind of half life "spirit boat" that can evolve. It needs the combination of Dharma array, ritual and spirit guidance, and its success rate is very low. Among them, the spirit guide is on the leather pattern. It has a name called scroll, which belongs to consumables.
Zheng Yang is very suspicious that the travel notes and rituals were brought by Xiao Zheng Yang's father to build his own spirit boat. He just doesn't know why he didn't do it. On the contrary, he taught Xiao Zheng Yang so many related things since he was a child.
Or is he originally prepared for Xiao Zheng Yang? It's kind of hard to understand.
In the yard, as all the liquid materials were used up, Zheng Yang sprinkled the powder on some areas, and then put the biological organs on them one by one. These biological organs were used in a calling ceremony, such as the liver of bullfrog and the eyes of owl.
"A little evil!"
At this time, Zheng Yang's face became very serious. He picked up a sharp knife, disinfected it with alcohol, gritted his teeth, cut a four centimeter long wound in the palm of his left hand, and pressed it directly on the scroll when the blood gushed out.
“Uketi……” (Qiling)
as Zheng Yang read a strange syllable according to the phonetic notation of the travel notes, a silver light suddenly appeared on the scroll, blending with the moonlight.
"It's on! The mythical Science in legend actually exists! "
Zheng Yang inhales deeply, grabs the scroll decisively and presses it on the array in the boat.
Suddenly, the silver light spread rapidly along the array, enveloping Zheng Yang and the whole boat.
The moonlight in the sky was pulled by some force and poured down like mercury, leading to more and more silver.
"Awning..."
The scroll suddenly burned, and Zheng Yang quickly stopped.
At the same time, the biological organs on the Dharma formation in the ship emit scarlet light, and build a rotating hexagram with the fire, which sends out a strange smell to communicate with the unknown.
I don't know if it is affected by this change, the sky darkens rapidly, the dark clouds cover the sky, and the moon fades, leaving only the array in the boat still silvery.
Under the cover of silver light, the six pointed star array emits a strange rhythm, and the center suddenly rippled like a wave, even if you see a creature with a big head coming out of the wave.
The six pointed star suddenly disappeared with a flash, along with burning scrolls and sacrificial biological organs. Instead, a black flying insect with a big head seemed to lie in the center of the array.
Zheng Yang was very nervous at this moment. In the face of the magical ceremony and the instinctive fear from the black flying insect, he almost forgot his next move.
However, he did not forget after all.
Pop
Zheng Yang swung a hammer and used all his strength to hit the black flying insect's head, directly smashing the insect's head.
Strong resistance, let Zheng Yang understand that black flying insects are far from ordinary insects so fragile, its surface is clearly covered with fine scales.
In the silver light, the body of the black flying insect floats up a ghost body, half smaller than the flying insect.
The darkness of the sky was oppressed, as if a storm was coming to wipe out the silver light in the yard.
“Troimo…… (Fengling)
Zheng Yang remembered the steps and immediately recited another mantra. The silver light on the Dharma array suddenly brightened tenaciously. The pattern seemed to come alive, quickly absorbed the body and soul of the flying insect, and then disappeared into the ship.
The silver light is divided into two parts, most of which are converged into the hull, and a small part is integrated into Zheng Yang's body, forming a small boat pattern on the back of his left hand, communicating with a sub space.
At this time, the black clouds in the sky dispersed, and the moonlight came back to the yard, shining on Zheng Yang and his boat.
This is a parallel world, a small island in Europe. The strong wind brings the roar of huge waves. Under the torrential rain, the island is like a boat struggling in the rough waves, which will capsize at any time. Lightning occasionally split the darkness, reflecting a small fishing village on the island. In one of the courtyards, the boy lying in his bedroom seemed to be having a nightmare, frowning tightly. A moment later, the boy opened his eyes in the dark and sighed a long time The storm raged all night. It was noon the next day after the rain. The small fishing village is full of smoke, and the island is full of vitality. On the beach, a dozen teenagers with bamboo baskets were searching for the legacy left by the receding tide. There are snails, seashells, prawns on the beach, and occasionally fish that can jump. In the storm last night, these teenagers were already full of expectations for today's action, so they rushed out of the fishing village for the first time after it cleared up. At this moment, the bamboo basket is half full. In succession, some old people came out of the village to join the sea. In a corner of the beach, there is a rocky natural harbor, which is the wharf of the small fishing village. At this time, there are about ten small fishing boats moored, and the young fishermen are struggling to pull the nets laid last night. On the beach, there were several broken fishing boat wrecks lying among the rocks. Zheng Yang did not go to the beach to search for seafood like other small partners, but knocked on the edge of the wreckage of these fishing boats, looking for something. The body of the boy he inherited was just 15 years old. His parents had never come back after they went to sea a year ago. Two months ago, the five no youth of the earth came to this world. It was a strong win. Little Zheng Yang in this world died of a high fever. The ghost collided with Zheng Yang, who came through the world. His soul was directly destroyed. The passer-by occupied the nest of magpies and inherited his body and memory Two months later, Zheng Yang had searched several rotten boats on the beach, but he had to dig out five pieces of different sizes of ship plates without decay And some rusty nails. The scrapped fishing boats, which can be reused, have already been demolished completely. His harvest can be said to be very good! More than ten minutes later, Zheng Yang came back to his yard with a wooden board and nails in his pocket. A small pile of old boat boards, wood nails and other materials collected before were placed in the yard. With the five pieces excavated this time, only nine pieces of boards were made. Fortunately, three of them are quite large. "Almost!" Zheng Yang had a draft for a long time. He put down the materials he had just collected and began to "fight" the boat. After some beating, sawing and chiseling, at dusk, there was little material left in the yard. Instead, a very simple sampan appeared. In fact, it's just something that's just like a boat, which is simply made up of a few old planks and wood. This is what Zheng Yang called a "boat". It has a pointed head and a flat tail. It is no more than two meters long, and its widest part is only seven or eight centimeters. This is Zheng Yang's "boat". He looked at it in silence for a while. He knew that such a thing would sink within ten minutes. "The first step is done. Isn't it true that the simpler the ship is, the higher the success rate will be Looking at the sky, Zheng Yang did not have time to finish his dinner, so he took a carving knife to carve and draw in his boat. It wasn't until after ten o'clock that Zheng Yang got dizzy with hunger and finally finished his work at hand. Then he went into the kitchen and made a mess of food to fill his stomach. The small fishing village was quiet, only the sound of clattering came from the seaside. The soft moonlight sprinkles in the courtyard, like a layer of gauze like fog. Zheng Yang locked the door, climbed up the wall and looked around to make sure there was no one around. Then he returned to his room and pulled out a wooden box from under the bed. Soon, he moved the box to the "boat" in the yard, opened the box, took out a pile of bottles, cans and strange tools, and put them around one by one in a specific order. In the light of the flashlight, these containers contain all kinds of unknown liquids, powders, and some biological organs and internal organs, which are very frightening. After setting up the containers, Zheng Yang took a deep breath and felt out a piece of leather like thing from his arms. After unfolding, he drew a very complicated pattern on it. as like as two peas in Zheng's boat, the Zheng Yang has practiced countless times on the beach, and it is not ripe enough to finish. But Zheng Yang checked it carefully at this time, and confirmed that there was no mistake, so he put the leather aside. "Little Zheng Yang, his father doesn't know where to get this ritual map. He hopes that, as recorded in the travel notes, he can really turn my broken boat into a spirit boat!" Zheng Yang opened the first bottle, absorbed the juice with a brush, and painted the juice in a specific place along the pattern. One by one, the bottles are opened, the materials are less and less, and the ship's design is more and more full, with a vague feeling of ancient and boundless.It took Zheng Yang more than a month to collect all these materials, including mercury, gum, plant sap, animal tissue fluid, and some special shells and mineral grinding powder. These materials are recorded in an ancient travel book collected by Xiao Zheng Yang's father. Fortunately, his father taught Xiao Zheng Yang to identify these materials when he was a child. Otherwise, Zheng Yang would not have been able to complete them. In that travel book, it describes a kind of half life "spirit boat" that can evolve. It needs the combination of Dharma array, ritual and spirit guidance, and its success rate is very low. Among them, the spirit guide is on the leather pattern. It has a name called scroll, which belongs to consumables. Zheng Yang is very suspicious that the travel notes and rituals were brought by Xiao Zheng Yang's father to build his own spirit boat. He just doesn't know why he didn't do it. On the contrary, he taught Xiao Zheng Yang so many related things since he was a child. Or is he originally prepared for Xiao Zheng Yang? It's kind of hard to understand. In the yard, as all the liquid materials were used up, Zheng Yang sprinkled the powder on some areas, and then put the biological organs on them one by one. These biological organs were used in a calling ceremony, such as the liver of bullfrog and the eyes of owl. "A little evil!" At this time, Zheng Yang's face became very serious. He picked up a sharp knife, disinfected it with alcohol, gritted his teeth, cut a four centimeter long wound in the palm of his left hand, and pressed it directly on the scroll when the blood gushed out. Uketi Qiling as Zheng Yang read a strange syllable according to the phonetic notation of the travel notes, a silver light suddenly appeared on the scroll, blending with the moonlight. "It's on! The mythical Science in legend actually exists! " Zheng Yang inhales deeply, grabs the scroll decisively and presses it on the array in the boat. Suddenly, the silver light spread rapidly along the array, enveloping Zheng Yang and the whole boat. The moonlight in the sky was pulled by some force and poured down like mercury, leading to more and more silver. "Awning..." The scroll suddenly burned, and Zheng Yang quickly stopped. At the same time, the biological organs on the Dharma formation in the ship emit scarlet light, and build a rotating hexagram with the fire, which sends out a strange smell to communicate with the unknown. I don't know if it is affected by this change, the sky darkens rapidly, the dark clouds cover the sky, and the moon fades, leaving only the array in the boat still silvery. Under the cover of silver light, the six pointed star array emits a strange rhythm, and the center suddenly rippled like a wave, even if you see a creature with a big head coming out of the wave. The six pointed star suddenly disappeared with a flash, along with burning scrolls and sacrificial biological organs. Instead, a black flying insect with a big head seemed to lie in the center of the array. Zheng Yang was very nervous at this moment. In the face of the magical ceremony and the instinctive fear from the black flying insect, he almost forgot his next move. However, he did not forget after all. Pop Zheng Yang swung a hammer and used all his strength to hit the black flying insect's head, directly smashing the insect's head. Strong resistance, let Zheng Yang understand that black flying insects are far from ordinary insects so fragile, its surface is clearly covered with fine scales. In the silver light, the body of the black flying insect floats up a ghost body, half smaller than the flying insect. The darkness of the sky was oppressed, as if a storm was coming to wipe out the silver light in the yard. Troimo Fengling Zheng Yang remembered the steps and immediately recited another mantra. The silver light on the Dharma array suddenly brightened tenaciously. The pattern seemed to come alive, quickly absorbed the body and soul of the flying insect, and then disappeared into the ship. The silver light is divided into two parts, most of which are converged into the hull, and a small part is integrated into Zheng Yang's body, forming a small boat pattern on the back of his left hand, communicating with a sub space. At this time, the black clouds in the sky dispersed, and the moonlight came back to the yard, shining on Zheng Yang and his boat.
