Strange rules: starting with a white-haired beauty

As the time approached evening, Lan Zhirou and Charlotte finally arrived at the waters near Yueluo Island. They could clearly see this place from another island, but it was only a few kilometers away, but the boat sailed away instead. Nearly half a day.

"Meow?" Chun Maomao suddenly jumped onto the railing of the ship and looked curiously under the sea.

"What's wrong, Chun?" Sensing that Chun Maomao seemed to be acting strangely, Lan Zhirou walked over and touched its head.

"Meow~" Chun rubbed Lan Zhirou's palm, and after enjoying the warmth of Lan Zhirou's palm for a moment, she waved towards the sea with her front paws.

"You mean, there is something down there? Then can you fish it back?" Lan Zhirou looked in the direction Chun was pointing. There was a clear and shallow sea area. Except for a small number of fish, she did not see anything. Something special.

"Meow!" Chun licked the cat's paw, seeming to give a positive reply to Lan Zhirou, and then its tail suddenly turned into a tentacle full of eyeballs and stretched into the ocean.

The originally clear ocean suddenly turned into a turbid gray-brown, and then a trace of scarlet floated on the water. Chun's tentacle tail also appeared in front of Lan Zhirou with a drift bottle wrapped around it.

Although there was no sound of fighting during the whole process, the pungent smell of rust seemed to tell what happened under the sea.

"It seems that there is something strange in the water... It's not what it seems at all. If someone jumped into the water to catch fish, they probably wouldn't be able to leave their bodies alive... Even Platinum can't scan what's under the water... ..." Lan Zhirou muttered to herself, then took Chun's drift bottle, opened the cork and looked at the contents.

[November 1982, , phew... This is the second day we came to this small island in the south. This kind of warm sunshine is so good. Although the sunshine in salted duck is also very good, it can't compare with this place. Warm and comfortable, and not at all humid. 】

[Today is the second day of our trip together. He took me by boat to visit all the islands near Risheng Island, and we set sail together at night. There are many sights that I have never seen in my hometown. The warm water corals in the ocean are very beautiful, and the reefs here are also unique. I can find some new feelings every time. 】

[I felt that my inspiration was constantly flowing out. When we docked at Snake Kiri Island, I couldn’t restrain my urge to describe all this. Of course, he readily accepted my request and got off the boat to do his best job. What I like - fishing. To be honest, fishing is a kind of entertainment that is not very family-friendly, and the cost is more expensive than playing games, but I like to watch him fishing. 】

[He caught a strange thing near noon. It seemed to be something like a crystal pendant. The outline of the pendant itself was like a twisted and irregular key. The sling was made of shells. The sun can reflect seven colors under the light. As a souvenir of this trip, we kept this crystal pendant. Looking at its seven colors of light, we felt a lot more relaxed. 】

[I have prepared a love lunch before departure, and I will definitely give him a surprise later. 】

[But he seems strange today. Ever since he found the crystal pendant, he seems to have been a little absent-minded. 】

[I was very curious about this. At about seven o'clock in the evening, I found something strange on the crystal pendant. The back of the pendant was engraved with strange words similar to "yutzu"? I looked up such words on the Internet, and they were all similar to West Highland White Terrier and the like. It seemed that they were made up out of thin air. Is this the local indigenous language? Huh... This has aroused my strong interest again. Maybe I should ask these locals, maybe it is a great discovery? Maybe I'll leave my mark in history? 】

【Good night. 】

Obviously, this is the second entry in someone's previous diary, and the content in it coincides with the first diary I picked up before. It is also a diary in a drift bottle and describes the same story.

"Yutzu?" Lan Zhirou looked at the word and tried to ask Baijin. Baijin said that after checking most of Blue Star's electronic files, no similar words were found. Charlotte also said that there is no such word in Maori. , it probably doesn’t exist in the language she knows.

With no clue for the time being, she pasted the piece of paper on the whiteboard in the boat - although she didn't understand why there were whiteboards and magnetic nails on the fishing boat. At the same time, she also copied the diary intact on Platinum's in the noteboard.

When she landed on Yueluo Island, Lan Zhirou found that it was much deserted than Risheng Island. There were no pedestrians on the street, most of the doors were tightly closed, and there was only occasional garbage on the pier. Leaves and other things were blown around by the wind, which was completely different from the bustling dock on Sunrise Island.

The only shop open on the pier was a shop with strange runes painted on it. The dim lights made it impossible to see clearly what was inside from the outside.

Faced with the only clue that could be called a clue, the two naturally did not ignore it and walked straight in. The rules did not restrict the exploration of these stores on the archipelago. This was one of the few places that was relatively loose.

"Ah... Hello, it's been a long time..." The old man behind the bottle adjusted his single-sided glasses, and then shook his head suddenly, "No... No, it shouldn't be. I'm sorry, I'm already on it. Due to your age and poor eyesight, I treat you as an old friend I know, and I think we have never met... Just take a look and see what you need."

"What kind of store is this?" Lan Zhirou asked.

The old man was lying. He knew him. Lan Zhirou noticed something strange in his eyes and tone. But she knew that the old man had already made things right for her, and even if she asked him now, he would probably be dismissed by admitting his mistake, so she did not ask immediately, but turned to other topics.

"Haha... This is a grocery store. It's not really appropriate to say that. To be precise, this place is actually a pawn shop. People pawn their important things to me in exchange for money to do what they want to do, and then Then use the proceeds to redeem the things. Of course, I will charge a certain amount of interest... This sentence may be a bit redundant, because most of the time, no interest is received at all, and many of them will not come back to redeem the pawn. Something." The old man explained with a smile, but there was clearly some vigilance in his eyes under that smile.

"Why?" This time it was Charlotte's turn to be confused. According to common sense, generally speaking, you will get more money by selling directly than by pawning it. Since you don't want to redeem it, why choose pawning it? Wouldn’t it be possible to get more funds by choosing to sell or die?