[Comprehensive] History of Vengley Shark Domestication

Squalo was naturally unhappy when Maureen said this, but he didn't make any resistance.Now he is very tired, he just wants to sleep well, and after waking up, he will study what the hell happened to him.The whole thing happened so suddenly, by the time he realized it, he had already been chopped off by this woman.

shame.It is definitely a disgrace to the swordsman's career in the past five years...

Before meeting the group of ignorant guys just now, he thought it was Maureen who had strange taste and was wearing clothes he had never seen before.But later I realized that I was the really strange person. People here usually dress in simple or even shabby kimonos, but he was wearing T-shirts and slacks.This world is obviously not the one he originally lived in.How to go back? ——became a problem that he had to solve now.

Then again, Maureen is a rare girl with a big appetite. Except for the fish that was half swallowed by her, she also swallowed the whole rabbit.Even Desqualo had a rare sense of respect for this girl-only in terms of food, of course.As the saying goes, a woman who eats a lot is terrible.After thinking about it, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he fell asleep not long after.

Seeing that Squalo had fallen asleep, Maureen sighed softly.Although she is now half dead from exhaustion and can barely open her eyes, it would be too dangerous to fall asleep completely in this forest.Think of it as a thank you to Squalo for sharing the food with her. There must always be a vigil between the two of you, Maureen thought so, and then slapped herself heavily, losing all sleepiness, but soon she returned to sleep. Feeling sleepy, strangely, she had never been this sleepy before.It's like being drugged by someone.

Vigilantly, she poured the whole bottle of water on top of her head, she seemed to be a little more awake, and only after shaking her head did she realize that there was something strange about this place.If her five senses were not strengthened by her father's training, she might not be able to smell this faint smell.This aroma is somewhat similar to the smell of leaves in the forest, but it does not have the earthy smell it should have.

My father mentioned this kind of fragrance to her. This is a kind of fragrance that only their village can produce. It uses special flowers and plants to grind it into powder, and then boil it with datura flowers. After volatilizing into gas, it is stored in a bottle. spare.However, this kind of incense is generally only made by doctors, and it is usually used to give the most basic anesthesia to patients in need.

Just why does this kind of fragrance appear here?Could it be that someone other than that group of annoying guys is eyeing them?There is a saying - praying mantis catches cicada, the oriole is behind, but it doesn't seem to be so appropriate...

Maureen clenched the knife a little more, and took out a small bottle from her bag, which contained some fine powder.She carefully dipped some of it with her fingers and put it in her mouth.This medicine was stolen from my mother, and it can relieve the effect of this incense to a certain extent.Then she stood up again, put some powder under Squalo's nose, and opened his mouth at this time. Maybe this guy will bite her hard, it's better to be a little more cautious.

After doing all this, Maureen sat back in her original position and adjusted her body position, leaning against the tree trunk and pretending to sleep.After a while, she waited for the person who distributed the drug.The man walked very slowly, because his eyes were closed, and he couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman for a while, but from the sound of his footsteps, he could hear that he was walking in Maureen's direction.

There was only a pause of a thousandth of a second. Maureen suddenly pulled out the knife, jumped up and threw herself on the person who came. The other person was taken aback by Maureen's move, and seemed not to be ready to attack. , fell limply to the ground, and the knife in Maureen's hand was placed a few centimeters in front of his neck.

"Mo——Mo Lin! It's me! Why is the little girl as violent as your father!?" A familiar voice came from the shadow below her, and Maureen was a little dazed. I could see the man's entire cheek.There were many fragmentary wounds on this man's body, with a head of white hair, and a clearly aged face.All of a sudden, Maureen jumped off the man's body, tears welled up in her eyes, she threw down the knife and pounced again, crying, "Grandpa...!!"

"Good boy, why are you crying?" The man stroked her hair, and a kind smile spread across his cheeks.

"Dad, he..." Speaking of her father, Maureen's original sobs turned into unscrupulous wailing in an instant.Presumably these sad tears have been held back in her stomach for a long time.She tried many times, but in the end she couldn't tell the matter of "death", and her grandfather also hugged her in understanding, patted her on the back, and said, "I know. I will tell you about Changji's matter." I already know it. If I hadn’t happened to go out to collect herbs, I would probably have lost my life in this tsunami and went westward with him.” Speaking of this, he sighed helplessly, “I didn’t expect that this tsunami would be so overwhelming. Make the village look like this."

After crying for a while, she was afraid that she hadn't cried enough, but Maureen still held back her tears, tilting her head and looking at her grandfather in confusion.

"Originally, everyone in this village was very considerate of others. How could it turn into such a situation of cannibalism-cannibalism?"

"People are the most unpredictable when they are cornered." Maureen sighed, hugged the knife, and found some psychological sustenance. "Father said this sentence... I didn't understand it at first, but now I understand it completely." At this point, she suddenly paused, poked her grandfather's waist, and asked, "Grandpa, is that Mixiang?" Did you let it go?"

"Mixiang?" The old man's movements froze for a moment, and soon he showed an expression of enlightenment. "Ah, what are you talking about, I saw a fire here, and I was afraid that some cannibals would gather here, but I was going to fetch some water from the river ahead, so I could only rely on the incense I made before, Smoked it, I didn't expect that it was you who was smoked... But, Maureen, who is that little boy? It doesn't look like a child in the village."

Maureen naturally knew that the person grandpa was talking about was Squalo, who was infatuated with the fragrance and fell asleep behind him.But if she told the real story, this old bone-headed person would definitely not believe it, and she might think that she was babbling nonsense because she was fascinated by Mixiang.After thinking about it for a while, she casually made up a lie that she couldn't understand for a while, and when she saw that her grandfather didn't intend to continue asking, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Maureen, it's a good thing you're still alive." The old man's gray eyes were full of pity, and he reached out to stroke Maureen's hair and sighed heavily. "This forest is very big, and my old bones can be considered useful before I die."

"Grandpa?"

"As long as you walk out of this forest, you will be in another village. Many people in our village have already lived there. You are still young, and you only follow your father to run around here and there. You must not know. Our village The relationship with the village is particularly good, once you don’t abandon others except for anything, as long as you walk out of this forest, you will have a way to survive.”

"I know." Maureen nodded silently.But what she said was not that she knew what her grandfather said, but that she knew that she could only live if she moved forward.If she stagnates, she will either starve to death or die of thirst, and then turn into a mummy, and turn into a pile of usable coal after a thousand years...

"I know the general structure of this forest. As long as I don't encounter those crazy people who eat people, I will be fine."

"It's okay, Grandpa, I will protect you." Maureen smiled softly, showing her white teeth.But the latter was stunned for a while, then forced a smile, and stopped talking.

The silence lasted until the next morning.Maureen was awakened softly by her grandfather, and she was lying quietly in his arms at this time.Unexpectedly, this time I thought it would be a sleepless night, but instead I slept very soundly.But Squalo, who was sleeping on the side and looked determined to find her to decide the outcome, went nowhere.

Maureen rubbed her eyes tiredly, "Where's Squalo?"

"Squalo?"

"It's the boy who slept there last night."

"Well, I don't know either. When we woke up, there were only the two of us left."

"How is it possible..." Maureen touched her chin and hesitated, "That guy just left like this for no reason."

Seeing that Maureen was puzzled, the old man had no choice but to pack up his things on his own. While packing up, he said, "No matter what, let's go first. If we meet, we will definitely meet. It is not a safe decision to stay here any longer."

"Well, okay..." Maureen nodded, put the knife behind her back, glanced back again, and frowned.

"Is it heavy?" the old man asked suddenly.

"Huh? What's heavy?"

"Your knife looks very heavy, and your brows are wrinkled. Would you like me to carry it for you?" After finishing speaking, the old man raised his hand and pressed Maureen's eyebrows with his thumb. It's okay to press it, but Maureen's brows frowned even more after pressing it.She suddenly took a step back, covering her forehead with her hands, "Wow, what kind of force did you use, Grandpa, or did you get some thorns on your fingers? It hurts me so much."

"You don't understand this. This is acupoint pressing, which can relieve stress and tension. Look at you, little guy, you look like you have experienced a lot of things at a young age, and you are calm and not childish at all. Not cute."

"I'm a samurai! No need for cuteness!"

"Okay, let me say Miss Warrior, I see you look heavy with a knife, do you need help?"

"No." Maureen shook her head and raised the knife upwards. "I found this knife in the ruins after my father was swept away. My father never left this knife before. He said that it was closely related to the soul of a warrior. Leaving his body was like leaving his soul, so what? Under no circumstances can I abandon the knife. Although it is heavy, I must carry it by myself—this is my father’s will.”

After hearing what Maureen said, the old man smiled helplessly, and said nothing more.He knew that this little girl would never give him the knife, so he had no choice but to give up.

A gust of wind blew past, rustling the leaves among the trees.A shadow stopped at a distance of 200 meters from the two of them, and cleverly used the leaves to hide its body. The knife in its hand gleamed dots of light under the sunlight that passed through the woods.

The author has something to say:

Maureen is a child, and it should be normal to see a loved one cry.

In the past, the atmosphere of the entire country in Japan, as I mentioned in the previous article, was hospitable and enthusiastic.

No matter how poor I am, I will treat every visiting guest and friend very warmly.

So the communication between this village and the village is also normal.

But it can only be said that most of them have such a peaceful mind, not all of them.