Sand Sculpture Master[Transmigration Book]

Moonlit night, east coast.

In mid-spring, the warm wind is gentle, the waves beat against the rocks gently, and the vast sea mist rises in the distance, reflecting the undulating mountains and rocks nearby, just like the beautiful scenery of rivers and seas drawn by famous artists.

However, this harmonious atmosphere was soon interrupted.

"Help, my feet are cramping... Is there anyone? Cough cough cough... Where are all the people in the sea... I'm going to drown people cough cough cough..."

Song Yang thumped wildly at the mouth of the sea, calling for help at the top of his voice.

He didn't expect that he came all the way here without encountering any twists and turns, but stumbled at a place close to the sea.

Coincidentally, there is no one here.Although Song Yang was a little watery, his legs were cramped due to fatigue from the long journey, and he couldn't use all his strength, and the more he struggled, the more he sank.

Seeing that a heroic soul was about to be buried here, he suddenly grabbed something.

This was a life-saving straw. Song Yang hugged it and soon followed it to float on the water.Taking a breather, he swam to the shore with all his might.

After wrestling with the waves for a long time, his eyes were full of gold stars, and he was blinded by the splash of water, so he finally landed on the shore.He let go of the things he was holding, and didn't care about getting out of the water, lying on the shore and panting.

But that thing didn't seem to float away with the sea because of his letting go, but instead got closer and closer to him.

Soft, cool, like a corpse...

Song Yang's scalp was numb, he wiped off the water from his eyes, and mustered up the courage to look down.

Sure enough, a pale face was close at hand.

"Ah, ah, my mother!!!" Song Yang was trembling all over, and he hurriedly climbed ashore, planning to run away.

But the foot was caught.

Song Yang sat down on the ground, turned his head, not daring to let out a breath.

The "corpse"'s eyelashes moved, and Song Yang's heart skipped a beat.

The "corpse" raised its head, its hair slipped to the sides, floating on the water like black seaweed, and its face was exposed to the moonlight.Song Yang let out a "huh", wondering which fairy sculpture he had seen, and asked tentatively, "Hey, are you a human or a ghost?"

The "corpse" seemed to have just woken up, looking at him blankly, and made a weak sound from his mouth.Song Yang forgot his fear for a moment, and leaned over to listen.

Immediately, a few pitiful words came into his ears: "Cold...so cold...hug...hug..."

After a stick of incense.

On the shore where he just fell into the water, Song Yang found the left luggage and lit a fire.

He was holding someone in his arms.

... Strictly speaking, it was that person who was desperately huddled in his arms.

Song Yang from Meihuazhou came to the sea to learn his teacher through untold hardships. Before entering the door, he first picked up a fool in the sea... a very good-looking fool.

How pretty?His eyebrows are clear, delicate and picturesque, adding up all the men and women Song Yang has met since he was a child, there is no one whose appearance can compare with him.

It would not be too much to say that he is a fool, who would soak in the sea wearing a coat in the middle of the night?

For the sake of saving his own life, he should be pitiful.

Song Yang hugged the shivering fool in his arms silently, feeling that the 16-year-old himself was bearing a weight that this age shouldn't bear.

Song Yang felt bored when the clothes were not dry for a while, so he asked the fool, "Can you tell me, what's your name?"

"cold."

"Is this your name? Where is your home? Do you have anything to do with the sea?"

"hug……"

"Isn't this the one holding you? Answer quickly."

The idiot seemed not to know how to answer. He raised his head and looked aggrieved: "Leng...hug..."

"..." Song Yang sighed, "Forget it."

Looking to the north, the cliffs at the farthest point are covered with clouds and fog, and the lights are looming like stars.

That place is a realm of the sea, one of the three famous sects of Immortal Dao.

Song Yang couldn't help being upset: "Hurry up and hurry up, but you still can't catch up with the recruiting conference, it's too embarrassing to go back like this..."

Looking at the fool in his arms, he had already calmed down in the warmth of the firelight.Song Yang shook his head old-fashionedly: "It's enough to light a fire, I don't know how embarrassing I am, I only wear a middle coat, tsk tsk, I'm ashamed."

The fool didn't feel ashamed, but leaned closer to him, narrowing his eyes comfortably: "Hug..."

Song Yang finally understood, this fool can only say "cold" and "hug.

Then it's troublesome, you can't bring a fool back to Meihuazhou, can you?Song Yang saw that he was wearing a thin middle coat, but the material was fine silk.

Presumably he is also someone from a rich family. Although he is stupid and docile, he has become a thorn in the eyes of others because of his noble status.In order to win the family business, the murderer finally chose tonight, and threw him into the sea to drown?

However, within a radius of ten li, there are no big families.Ordinary people drift here from afar, and they are afraid that it will be too cold early.

Song Yang thought again, maybe he was a flower picker who was caught on the spot when he was flirting with a big girl at the beach or by the river, and before he had time to put on his clothes, he jumped into the water to escape for his life, and then was washed all the way to the estuary by the waves, and he was so frightened that he became stupid.

Song Yang felt that this guess was more reliable.Even if he wasn't a flower picker, he wouldn't be a serious person if he went out in his middle coat.Song Yang suddenly felt disgusted, and pushed the fool: "Hey, no matter how pitiful you are now, you have to blame for this end, get up!"

The fool hugged his thigh tightly: "It's cold..."

"This fire is enough for you to dry your clothes. I'm going back to Meihuazhou, so let's go." Song Yang struggled.

Unexpectedly, the fool's strength was quite strong, so Song Yang could only use his hands to pull, "Let go of me, don't think I'm good-looking, so I won't dare to hit you...Huh? What is this?"

Song Yang saw that the fool was wearing something on his wrist.

It was a bracelet, as white as jade, but the tentacles were very cold, as if made of ice and snow.Because of the fool's fair complexion, the bracelet was tightly clasped around his wrist, if Song Yang hadn't touched it, it would have been really hard to find out.

Song Yang was still observing the strange bracelet, when suddenly he yelled, "Who made the fire on the shore?"

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen figures flew from the sea to the south, all with swords at their feet, moving freely in the void.The waves were turbulent, and the dark blue robes on them were also turbulent, like water splashing from the waves.

This is a man of the sea!

Song Yang was overjoyed, and he didn't care about fools anymore, so he hurriedly waved at them: "My name is Song Yang, and I'm here to apprentice!"

These people hovered over Song Yang's head for a while, and then fell to the ground.

"Apprenticeship?" The voice was the person who asked the question just now. He frowned and looked at Song Yang, "Today's recruiting conference has ended, and the disciples have been assigned to each sect. Please come back next year."

Song Yang refused: "I can't wait until next year, please let me in, I can go anywhere, I will definitely study hard!"

"No, go back and forth wherever you come from, don't stay here." The man impatiently raised the sword in his hand, "Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

Song Yang didn't expect the other party to have such an attitude, and he was a little angry: "This is your way of hospitality?"

Another disciple said: "Brother Ding, mortals can't stand the cold, why don't we take him to the guest room by the sea and leave tomorrow."

Song Yang looked at him: "This brother is more talkative."

"You..." Senior Brother Ding was about to refute Song Yang when the idiot holding Song Yang suddenly raised his head.

Just now everyone's attention was on Song Yang, and they didn't pay attention to the fool.At this moment, the fool was facing them, his hair slipped to one side, revealing his slender neck and somewhat angry face.

But his facial features are soft, and the lying silkworms in his eyes are quite clear. He is born with an amiable appearance, which not only has no deterrent effect, but looks like he has been wronged after being bullied.

Brother Ding cleared his throat, "This is..."

As if defending Song Yang, the fool glared at him: "Hold!"

Senior Brother Ding: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Song Yang, who knew the truth, raised his forehead: "He is mentally weak, he can only say this word."

"Insufficient mind..." Brother Ding's eyes flickered, and he said to the other disciple, "Junior Brother Ye, just follow what you said, let them go to the seaside guest room for a while."

Song Yang felt that this was probably a poor fool surnamed Ding, who followed suit.The opportunity didn't come easily, so he hurriedly said, "But we don't know how to control the sword, it's too far to walk there."

Senior Brother Ding suddenly became enlightened for some reason, and pointed at the idiot and suggested, "Junior Brother Ye will take Song Yang, and I will take him."

Song Yang nodded his head like garlic. Junior Brother Ye seemed to be more talkative, which made it easier for him to carry out the next plan.

So a group of people stood up with swords, Junior Brother Ye grabbed Song Yang and shuttled across the sea, they were getting closer and closer to the barrier of the sea.

Song Yang smiled slyly, and approached Junior Brother Ye: "It's so late, are you out patrolling the mountains?"

"Well, I just killed the snake demon on an island ten miles away, so there was a delay."

"No wonder no one has come... My name is Song Yang, how about you?"

"Leaves sing."

"That person surnamed Ding is your senior brother?"

"It's not the same school. He's Senior Brother Ding Yi from Hailou Peak, and I'm a disciple from Tianjing Peak."

"Tianjing Peak is the main peak of the Canghai Realm, are you under the head?"

"good."

"It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm from Meihuazhou, and it's only two hundred miles away from the sea. Have you been there?"

"Ah."

Song Yang was only talking to Ye Ziming, but he didn't pay attention. Ding Yi, who was leading the idiot, flew slower and slower, and gradually distanced himself from them.

Ding Yi saw the disciples in the first state of the sea heading towards the barrier, he turned around quietly with the idiot in his arms, and landed under a broken wall in front of the mountain gate.

In fact, he couldn't help touching the fool several times on the way.The idiot has been struggling, but he doesn't have any spiritual power. How can he be Ding Yi's opponent?As soon as Ding Yi exerted a little force, he couldn't move. He could only be clamped by Ding Yi's mouth, and he was forcibly taken away.

Ding Yi has always been lustful, he doesn't care about men and women, because he is a relative of the master of Hailou Peak, he doesn't know how many beauties he got involved in.Even so, he has never seen such a good appearance as a fool, it's like a tiger and a wolf meeting a big fat.

He found a wasteland overgrown with weeds, and put the idiot down. The idiot blushed, gasped for a few breaths, and shouted angrily, "Hold! Hug!!!"

"I really can only say this one word." Ding Yi no longer pretended, and rushed forward with a smirk, "Little beauty, I will satisfy you."

"Hug!" The fool struggled and flinched, his wide-open eyes gradually becoming confused.

"Hug, hug... Where am I?"

The cold sea breeze wakes you up, the fool blinked, and looked down at his body: "Why am I dressed like this?"

He looked at Ding Yi, who was tearing his clothes like a hungry ghost, "Excuse me... who are you, and the clothes you wear are so strange."

"Can you talk?" Ding Yi was stunned for a moment, and continued to pull on his clothes, "So what, it's still the same crazy."

This collarbone is so beautiful, more delicate than a woman's.

The fool pushed him and said sincerely: "Hi, I'm not hot, don't need to help me undress, thank you."

At this time, the fool heard a voice in his head: "You still say thank you to him? What you have to do is run quickly!"

"……what?"

"He's molesting you, don't you see that?"

"Oh oh oh." The fool got up belatedly, took advantage of Ding Yi taking off his pants, and ran away, asking as he ran, "Who are you? Why are you talking in my head?"

The other party was silent for a moment, "Lu Shiqing, congratulations, you are wearing a book."

"……what???"

"It may be difficult to accept, but you have to accept it. I am the caring cannon fodder retirement life system bound to you. Please give me more advice. In the future... please try to live in this bloody novel world."