Finally, under the fierce attack of Onion, Ziling succeeded in crying.

Tears fell on the letter paper, and those "words" immediately seemed to come alive and bumped around everywhere.

Then, according to Wendy's words, Ziling wiped her tears and took the letter, and these "words" just ran into his hand.

These words formed a circle around his wrist, which looked exactly like the black mark on the fake Fengshen's hand.

"Wow! This is exactly the same as the one in Zeyuan's father's hand!" Ziling said in surprise.

Wendy smiled and raised her eyebrows: "Are you feeling any discomfort?"

"Not really, but since it might be some kind of Gu insect, could it be..." Ziling looked at her wrist with some worry.

"Don't worry, the divine power has the function of protecting the Lord. Even if it is sealed, if you are in danger, it will come out to protect you." Wendy said.

Ziling felt relieved now.

But what reassured him the most was walking with two gods.

"Are you going to find that Guzhou Inn now?" Ziling asked the two gods.

Wendy and Zhongli exchanged glances and nodded affirmatively: "It's almost time to set off."

So the three of them set out on their journey again.

It was like this for a few more days before they arrived at the cliff next to Yaoguang Beach.

According to what the invitation said, they needed to wait for the boat to arrive in front of Yaoguang Beach, so the three of them waited on the beach.

The waiting time was very long, so Wendy simply built a castle on the beach, and Ziling came to join him happily.

As for Zhongli, he leaned against the stone, folded his hands, and stood aside, watching everything with a smile in his eyes.

At this time, he asked as if he remembered something: "Barbatos, your power..."

"Don't worry, even if the law of heaven comes, I'm afraid they will only think that I am an ordinary human being." After all, pretending to be weak is commonplace for him.

"That's good."

Just when Wendy and Ziling were still a corner away from their castle, the sky suddenly turned dark, followed by a burst of thunder, and then heavy rain fell from the sky.

The rain came so suddenly that the three of them were completely unprepared and had no choice but to run to a cave at the foot of the mountain to take shelter.

"Osair is here?" Wendy twisted her soaked clothes and looked at Zhongli in surprise, "I want to beat you slowly, Ziling and I can only go to the side to cheer you on."

"No, Osel is entrenched in the sea, but he is not causing trouble at the moment."

Zhongli stood in front of the cave and looked at the sea wrapped in thick fog.

Wendy also came to watch beside him.

They saw lightning striking the sea in the distance. This battle reminded them both of an old friend.

"Old man, do you still remember the food Balzebu cooked?" Wendy looked at Zhongli with a smile.

That smile was also thanks to the fact that the person in front of him was Zhongli. If it had been anyone else, he would probably have received a huge eye roll.

"Remember." Zhongli pursed his lips and replied.

That's not a good memory.

When the seven gods gathered together, each god brought a dish cooked by himself.

The Thunder God's side was made by Shadow. Originally, Shadow Kazuma was still hesitant to open it. Later, with the instigation of Barbatos and the other gods, she resolutely opened the food box...

I have to say that it was an unforgettable memory, not only because of the tragic situation of the Seven Gods at that time, after all, Zhongli felt his stomach churn when he thought of the taste and texture now.

"I have to say that in comparison, Ziling's cooking skills are much better," Wendy said. "Although it is hard to swallow, it won't make you collapse."

At this time, in the thick fog on the sea, there seemed to be a bright light slowly coming towards the beach.

After walking out of the fog, I took a closer look and saw that it was actually a small boat.

The three of them immediately ignored the heavy rain and headed towards the small boat.

What I saw on the boat was an old man who looked kind-hearted and had a rosy complexion. He should be a living person.

"Do you have an invitation letter for the three of you?" the old man asked.

Ziling raised her wrist: "Is this it?"

"Yes, that's right. Come on, you three." After saying that, the old man got out of the way, and the three of them got on the boat while helping each other.

In this situation, the two gods really pretended to be weak scholars, but Wendy was responsible for the "weak" and Zhongli was responsible for the "scholar".

After Wendy got on the boat and sat down, he seemed to have no bones. If he hadn't been supported by his hands, he would have lied down directly. From time to time, he would pretend to cough.

Zhongli has always recognized Wendy's acting skills. If there was no one around at this time, he would really want to be weird.

But in order to cooperate with Wendy, Zhongli could only go over to help him and let him lean on him. From time to time, he would recite a few lines of poetry to express sorrow for spring and autumn.

In this way, the "weak scholar" combination was formed.

At this moment, Ziling, who was sitting directly in front of them, felt that she was just like a white rabbit sneaking into the fox's den, with a hint of stupidity in her clarity.

The boat floated on the sea, and there was no other sound except the sound of waves, thunder, and the sound of rain hitting the boat.

Wendy pretended to be weak just because she wanted the old man to ask a few more questions so that he could have a conversation with him.

Unexpectedly, this old man didn't say a word.

Finally, Wendy couldn't help it any longer and took the lead in speaking: "Uncle, the wind and the waves are so scary, can't you wait until the rain stops before leaving? Besides, is your boat strong? I'm afraid that these huge waves will destroy you just once." Was it smashed to pieces?"

The old man didn't answer.

"Uncle, I am weak and I may get seriously ill if I get exposed to the rain again. Is there a doctor at the inn?" Wendy continued to ask.

The old man remained silent.

Wendy was speechless. As a social gangster, this was a rare encounter. Even the nun from the cathedral finally answered her.

This made him take a breath.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly choked after taking a breath, causing him to cough violently, and he kept coughing.

Zhongli patted him on the back, looked at him with a complicated expression, and pretended to be worried: "Wendy, don't be scary."

Now that they have reached his territory, it is no longer appropriate to call him Barbatos.

Hearing this movement, Ziling also turned to look at Wendy. After receiving Wendy's look that told him to perform normally, he suddenly shouted: "Uncle! Isn't there a shelter from the rain? He's about to cough to death!"

"Oh, it would be better if you cough to death!" The old man who had been silent all this time did not speak, but as soon as he spoke, he was shocked.

"What did you say, stinky old man!? What does it mean to cough to death!?" Ziling continued to play normally.

"Oh, it doesn't matter if I tell you now. There is no turning back anyway. When you get to the Ancient Boat Inn, you will face death."

Hearing this, Ziling stood up immediately. Because of his actions, the ship shook violently: "Why!? We came to the Land of Paradise, not to seek death!"

"If you don't die, how can you go to the Land of Ultimate Bliss? Just accept your fate. Once you reach the Land of Ultimate Bliss, you will no longer suffer from pain and disease."

After saying that, the old man laughed, as if he was going crazy.

Then, Ziling turned her head and looked at Wendy.

After Wendy gave him a look, he immediately raised his fist and punched the old man: "I don't care! I want to go back!"

Unexpectedly, this old man was very skilled in martial arts. He put away the oar and knocked Ziling to the ground. Zhongli immediately went over to help him up.

Seeing this, the old man smiled coldly, and the laughter was very charming: "Don't think about it, there is no turning back, just go on."

After that, Ziling also sat on the boat honestly, pretending to look into the distance with a livid complexion.

As for Zhongli and Wendy, although they have not communicated with each other, they have a tacit understanding of the division of labor. Zhongli pays attention to the movements on the sea to prevent unexpected events.

Wendy quietly stared at the old man, paying attention to his every move.

Just like that, after drifting on the sea for who knows how long, a giant wooden ship slowly emerged from the fog.

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