Nuoquan said respectfully: "Master Yao Ling, please speak."
Ning Fusang walked to a stone by the pool and sat down. He turned his wrist and a bamboo slip appeared in his palm. He handed it over, "You know this is What word?"
The old shark squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time before saying: "This is an ancient saying of the shark clan, it is a star word."
He handed the bamboo slip back with both hands. , asked hesitantly: "Why are you interested in the ancient sayings of our tribe?"
The shark girl's heart trembled for a moment, and she whispered: "Grandpa Naoquan, please don't offend your distinguished guest."
"It's okay." Ning Fusang acted very tolerantly. She brushed her palms on the bamboo slips, carved the human character "star", and handed out another bamboo slip. "I got one by chance, "Wangyou" written by the sages of the sharks. "Prelude", I just don't recognize a few words."
Numaquan looked nostalgic and sighed: "This song is extremely vulgar. There are very few people in the world who can play it. I didn't expect Master Yao Ling. He also has such attainments in music."
Ning Fusang smiled and said warmly: "I don't know much about music, I just listen to music. I happen to have a good friend who specializes in music. "I was interested, so I wanted to complete the preface and give it to him as a gift."
"So that's it." , there were a lot of obscure characters, and the bamboo slips Ning Fusang gave him were out of order, so nothing was wrong.
After he finished translating all the bamboo slips, except for the first few words he translated, the remaining words had long been forgotten.
Ning Fusang took the bamboo slips and left.
The shark girl squatted by the water and asked curiously: "Grandpa Naoquan, what is "Forgetting Sorrows"?"
The old shark man glanced at her and sighed: " Xingzhi, since you are young, you have naturally never heard of "Wangyou Song". This is a song composed by Saint Yin Yuewu, the deputy envoy of the second-generation saint."
"Grandpa Namaquan. , can you hum?”
The girl Xingzhi completed the task ahead of schedule today, so she seemed particularly relaxed.
Nuoquan paused and said: "I can hum a little bit, but not completely."
Xingzhi said: "Grandpa Naoquan, I want to hear it, can you hum a part?"
Numaquan looked around and shook his head: "Luoxia is in the middle. You are not allowed to hum without the permission of Layman Luoxia."
She looked pale, she had just forgotten this Behave yourself.
Xingzhi lowered his eyebrows and was in a low mood. Both the sharks and the mirage were very good at singing. Singing was their nature, but in the world of Zhong Ling, they had to restrain their nature, otherwise they would bring disaster to themselves and their tribe.
Numaquan couldn't bear it, so he lowered his voice and said, "You can't hum "The Song of Forgetfulness", but I can read the preface to you."
Shark The human girl's eyebrows lit up, she nodded heavily, and listened to Naoquan's chanting.
The prologue tells the story of Di Gong, the queen's son, who gave up his identity as a prince because he was attached to the saint Lewu, and ran for the position of deputy envoy, only willing to accompany the saint day and night.
However, people's wishes were not fulfilled and the royal court was in turmoil. It was necessary for Emperor Gong to give up his position as deputy envoy and marry the daughter of a nobleman to stabilize the royal power.
Emperor Gong fell deeply in love with the Saint of Lewu and could not extricate himself. In such a situation, he created "Forgetting Song". He played the music score with the leftover sounds of the lingqin, cut off his love, and forgot about Lewu. The love of a saint can be overcome in this way, marry a noble daughter, consolidate the royal power, and put down the rebellion.
After hearing this, Xingzhi frowned tightly. Naoquan thought she was moved by this story and said, "It is impossible for the saint and the deputy to be together. It ends like this. "It's already complete." Xingzhi held his palms and hesitated to speak, but finally swallowed the words in his stomach.
Grandpa Numaquan is old. After reading the prologue, he didn’t realize that among the words that Lord Yaoling asked him to translate just now, there were several words that were not in the prologue at all. !
Xingzhi did not plan to tell Naoquan about this. After all, she brought the person here. If there is any problem, it is understandable that Grandpa Naoquan does not know about it.
It is better to do less than to do more. Why bother with so many things?
She is just a slave trapped in this Luoxia residence. The Mermaid Royal Court and the Holy Maiden are so far away from her that she has never even seen them.
Xingzhi bid farewell to Numaquan, folded his hands in front of him, and walked back in a hurry.
Suddenly, a hand pulled her into the small lake and sank to the bottom of the lake.
"Who are you?" Ectoplasm's legs transformed into fish tails, and he breathed freely in the water, staring at the girl in front of him and asked.
Zhu Bei let go of her arm, "You don't have to worry that I have any ill intentions towards you, I am also a shark."
Xingzhi's eyes moved down and landed on Zhu Bei's legs, Clearly disbelieving: "A shark's legs will turn into fish tails after being exposed to water, but your legs have not changed. How could it be a shark?"
"This belongs to the Luoxia layman. Mansion, I advise you to leave as soon as possible. If you are discovered, you won’t be able to leave even if you want to.” "Forbidden Technique?"
Xingzhi covered his lips and whispered, his clear and innocent eyes widened: "Did you use the Forbidden Technique of Floating Retting?"
"Yes." Zhu Bei said unabashedly, "I used the Forbidden Technique of Floating Retting, and since then I have become almost the same as human beings. My legs will no longer turn into fish tails when wet, and my blood will no longer be blue and flow down. The tears are just tears.”
“I don’t have water droplets on my body, and I don’t have any water-avoiding techniques, but I am breathing freely under the water. Doesn’t that explain my identity?”
"Okay, I believe you."
Xingzhi's statement made Zhubei breathe a sigh of relief. She got straight to the point and said, "I want to ask you something. The recent arrival of Layman Luoxia. Guests, there are several women, do you know where they live?”
“Are you looking for them?” "
"Dignified guest?" These two words, as well as Xingzhi's protection of the human race, stung her. She sneered, "It seems that the life and death talismans in Zhong Ling's world have softened your bones. I just want to serve the human race as my master, and I’m so servile and fawning. I can’t help you.” Where did the sharks come from? Maybe they have never been tortured by the life and death talisman, so they can criticize other tribesmen so easily."
"Whether it's servility or obsequiousness, we just want to survive. Xia Zhuzhong, Luoxia layman is the one who decides our life and death. To betray her is to send all the clan members to death. "
There is actually no life and death talisman in Xingzhi's body. After all, this talisman, It wasn't that good either. She was young, smart, and knew how to read eyes. Layman Luoxia didn't let her drink the Talisman of Life and Death Water.
But Xingzhi has grown up in Luoxia Residence since he was a child, and has seen too many tribesmen whose life is worse than death because of the life and death talisman. What does dignity mean when even life cannot be guaranteed?
Unless one day, a tribesman comes to them and brings the antidote to the life and death talisman, they will rise up to resist and pursue dignity, freedom, and liberation.
But now, Xingzhi just wants to live for himself and his people.
Clan members also have close relationships and distances. The weight of the Luoxiaju clan members is naturally greater than that of this strange clan member.
(End of this chapter)