C119 (1/2)

After three days and three nights of sailing, when the morning sun appeared again, Fan Mu was drowsy and drowsy. He slowly opened his mouth, and before he could call out, a small head came over and said with a smile, ”Little Mu, you've finally woken up. You've slept for three whole days. If you don't wake up now, Lingyun and I will have to report this to the officials.”

”Three days? Cough cough! ” After hearing this, Fan Mu was slightly surprised. He touched his head, searched through his memories for something, and then checked that he was safe. He suddenly seemed to remember something, and was instantly overjoyed, standing up and rubbing Su Su's nose as he asked, ”So, the Child of Light is fine, right?”

She wanted to laugh, but she managed to hold it back. Remembering the thrilling scene from three days ago, she replied excitedly, ”Un, En, little Mu, the scene at that time was not covered, you did not see it, Lingyun and I were really stunned, you know, under your Spirit Life Art, the entire ship was completed by the wooden cane … Over … All... All... ”They were wrapped up and surrounded in confusion, unable to get even a drop of water out of their bodies …”

Susu controlled the pronunciation of each word so well that she explained it in a rich voice, making Fan Mu burst out laughing.

Seeing this, Susu became angry like a little woman, ”Hmm, don't laugh, I'm not done yet!”

”Fine, fine, fine. Speak, I won't interrupt you.” Fan Mu clutched his stomach and sat cross-legged. Although he hadn't eaten in a few days, his stomach was already pressing against his back. An alarm rang.

She smiled in satisfaction and continued her career, gesturing with her hands as she said, ”Let me tell you, when you're done, it's fortunate that Lingyun sent out some perception balls through the closed wooden planks, and we found out about the astonishing changes in the outside world, the calm river, and the huge waves. When you fainted, the ship suddenly started shaking even more, I was afraid that the boat would shake, and it hurt me to death. At the same time, Lingyun said that he saw the ghost ship sink, roll up a wild gush of water, and our boat was sucked into it together, and then turn around, and after some time, the boat got up.”

”Haha, hearing you say that, it's quite interesting. It's a pity that we didn't experience it,” Fan Mu joked, his right hand supporting himself on the ground as he stood up. He lifted up the bucket of water beside him and poured it over his head, clearing his mind of three points, ”Then why are you the only one here? Where did Brother Yun go?”

”Oh? ”Brother Yun, of course he's rowing. Otherwise, how else would the boat move?” Susu yawned as if she had been guarding Fan Mu for a long time.

Fan Mu thought that this fool Ling wasn't hanging a sail, so he subconsciously looked in the direction of the mast. He then remembered and muttered, ”This is bad, this is bad, I seem to have let him cut off the mast already. Three days of hard work, tsk tsk.”

”Let's go, I'll take you to Brother Yun's workshop. He's exhausted over the past two days, so besides eating, he'll be rowing day and night, afraid of delaying the voyage.” As he spoke, he pulled Fan Mu's rough right hand, which had left a mark of age, along with his own, towards the cabin.

The white mist surrounded him, as if it was caused by Lingyun's evaporation of sweat. Lingyun did not care about his image as a noble son anymore, and in order to operate more efficiently, Lingyun's bare upper body revealed two pieces of his abdominal muscles. With his rhythmic breathing, his arms continuously moved, controlling the speed of the Child of Light.

He pushed open the cabin door and stepped into the powerhouse workshop that was shrouded in fog. Seeing Lingyun's appearance, Fan Mu could no longer hold back his emotions. ”Brother Yun!” A simple shout, mixed with countless complex emotions.

”Oh? ”Little Fan, you're finally awake.” Lingyun stopped the work he was doing and raised his head to look at Fan Mu's body with a misty expression.