Daoist, I am married

But it turned out that the boats were powered by talismans.

The talisman plate was not big enough to hold a single talisman. There were complex lines drawn on the plate, which could convert the spiritual power in the talisman into the driving force of the ship.

Kanazawa knows that some talismans can replace a lot of manpower, but he has never seen a boat talisman.

"Have you brought it?" Jin Ze asked.

Ming Cong shook his head: "I forgot in a hurry."

Fortunately, Kanazawa carried with him the utensils for drawing talismans.

Dang put the bag of things on the bow of the boat, took out a pen and cinnabar and looked at Ming Cong: "Don't be dazed, do you draw or I draw?"

Ming Cong: "Draw it."

Jin Ze: "I don't know how, then you teach me."

Mingcong nodded and knelt down, explaining the steps of drawing symbols to Jinze.

I have to admit that Ming Cong is a very good master. When talking about talismans, he is methodical and easy to understand.

The key is that the voice is pleasant and the tone is gentle. Just listening to him speak is a kind of enjoyment. Until he finishes speaking, Jin Ze still has a feeling that he still has more to say.

"Will you meet?" Ming Cong asked, leaning into Jinze's ear.

Jin Ze felt his ears itch from his breath, hurriedly moved away and nodded, and began to write.

I saw Jin Ze staring at the talisman in his hand, with a concentrated expression, and the pen in his hand was like a snake.The cinnabar is formed, and a talisman with complicated lines is completed.

Jin Ze asked, "How is it?"

Looking at the crooked lines of the talisman in front of him, Ming Cong had complicated eyes, and finally nodded: "You can use it."

Jinze coughed lightly, and smiled embarrassedly: "Not enough for viewing, but more than practical."

Ming Cong saw that the corners of his mouth were crooked when he smiled, and couldn't help reaching out to touch the corners of his mouth, and said in his mouth, "It's pleasing to the eye."

Jin Ze lowered his head to avoid his dishonest hands: "If you want to praise me, I will say that a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands."

Ming Cong stretched out his hand again: "Holding hands is more sincere."

Jin Ze couldn't bear him, opened his hand and walked towards the bow: "Work, Daoist."

He pasted the drawn talisman on the talisman plate, and Ming Cong behind him stretched out his hand to inject spiritual power, the talisman and the talisman plate merged, the lines shone brightly, and the boat under his feet began to move.

Suddenly accelerated, Jin Ze staggered at his feet, and hurriedly grabbed the person beside him to stabilize his body.

But the boat under his feet didn't seem to have the intention of stabilizing, and kept rushing forward with all his strength, not even knowing where he was going.

Facing the fierce sea breeze, Jin Ze hugged Ming Cong's arm and shouted: "Master Dao, don't you give too much spiritual power!"

Ming Cong was also a little confused, and said apologetically, "It's also my first time sailing."

Kanazawa: "...Then where is it going? How do you turn around?"

Ming Cong looked down at the talisman carefully, stretched out his hand and injected another wave of spiritual power, and the boat finally stabilized a little.

Jin Ze wrapped his clothes tightly and looked around: "It is said that they should not have walked too far, why is there no one?"

On the endless sea, as far as the eye can see, there are only rippling waves, and there is no fleet.

"The old man said that they used to go to the west, let's go there and have a look."

Following Ming Cong's guidance, the boat turned and headed west.

It was almost noon at this time, and the sea was still very cold against the light, Jin Ze shrank back to the people next to him, and said in his mouth: "It's too hard to go to sea in such a cold day."

Ming Cong stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him: "In order to survive, there is no hard work."

Being embraced by Jin Ze finally warmed up a little, and then he had other needs, and there was a sound, it was Jin Ze's stomach growling.

Kanazawa: "..."

Mingcong: "I only have chestnuts here."

Kanazawa nodded: "Chestnuts are also fine."

Facing the sea breeze, Jin Ze huddled in Ming Cong's arms and peeled chestnuts.Sometimes the wind was strong, and the chestnuts were blown away before they even entered his mouth. Mingcong, who couldn't stand it anymore, took the chestnuts and helped him peel them.

Watching the person in front of him peel off the whole chestnut meat one by one neatly, and then stuff it into his mouth very naturally, Kanazawa felt that it was not so cold anymore.

After eating two handfuls of chestnuts, Jin Ze suddenly raised his finger and pointed not far away: "What is that?"

Ming Cong also looked over and narrowed his eyes.

I saw an island floating above the sea in front of me.That's right, it's indeed suspended. The island seems to have no weight. It's more than ten feet above the sea. From their direction, they can see that the island is covered with a layer of mist, like a fairyland. Through the mist, dense trees can be seen , and some strange buildings.

"It's a mirage." Ming Cong said.

"Mirage? Is this where she lives?" Kanazawa asked.

Ming Cong shook her head: "No, this is her mirage—a mirage on the sea."

Jin Ze remembered: "I know, it's fake, right? I heard my grandfather said it."

Speaking of old man, why hasn't there been any movement from the sound transmission talisman after such a long time?

Ming Cong nodded and shook his head: "It's not all fake."

Kanazawa blinked at him.

He touched Jinze's side face and replied: "What you see in the mirage is all the most secret desires in the human heart. If you can not be confused, it is false. If you are addicted to it, it is true."

Jin Ze patted his hand away: "It sounds like it's a sure bet."

Ming Cong moved his hand to his waist: "The result of indulging in it is that desires are swallowed up, souls are sealed, and they stay in their own fantasies forever without a good end."

Jin Ze shook his body: "Daoist, please respect yourself."

Ming Cong still didn't move his hands: "So, are you ready to go in?"

"We're going in?" Kanazawa asked belatedly, "You mean those people were swallowed by this mirage?"

This sounds unlikely. After all, the mirage has been guarding her offspring, so how could she suddenly change her temperament and put her offspring on her mind...

Ming Cong: "We may really be late, the mirage is no longer the mirage it used to be."

"We," Jin Ze said after considering, "Should we wait for news from my grandfather, my grandfather must have a way to save her, let's go in rashly, just in case..."

Ming Cong looked at him, and stretched out his hand to him: "Do you believe me?"

With a smile on his face, he clearly has a plan in mind, and thinking about how much ability he has hidden, Jin Ze feels that he doesn't need to worry too much.

Jin Ze reached out and patted his hand: "Lead the way, Daoist."

Ming Cong held his hand unsatisfactorily: "Be careful."

The warm touch of the palm relieved Jin Ze's tension, and he stopped being pretentious, interlocked his fingers generously, and said in his mouth: "Ma'am, hold me tight."

Ming Cong smiled lightly, embraced him with one arm, held his hand in the other, and led him to jump up from the bow of the boat. The cold wind whizzed by, and the two of them passed through a layer of mist and came to the island.

After landing, Jinze first looked around. The land under his feet was no different from the usual one. There was a forest in front of him, and above the forest was a protruding mountain. On the mountain, several buildings entrenched in the middle of the mountain could be faintly seen.

"Desire, is it on that mountain?"

Ming Cong nodded: "Let's go."

The two entered the dense forest.When I first entered the forest, I didn't feel anything strange about the forest, but after walking for a while, there were many forks in front of me.

Each road is different, there are ordinary dirt roads, gold brick roads paved with gold, ordinary cobblestone roads, and gravel roads, etc., each with its own characteristics.These roads seem to lead to the mountain, but they seem to lead to different buildings.

"One, two, three...six." Kanazawa counted, "Which one to choose?"

Ming Cong glanced at it and said, "Choose one at random."

Jin Ze looked at him and found that he was looking at himself, and then pointed to himself in great surprise: "Are you talking about me? Let me choose?"

Ming Cong smiled: "We don't distinguish between you and me now, don't you believe in my luck?"

That's right, he can already be assigned the luck of Ming Cong now. After he got married, nothing bad happened to him. Although he encountered various mutations, the journey was always safe and sound.

Thinking about Kanazawa also gave me greater confidence in this expedition.

He casually pointed forward, pointing to the fifth article.

"No change?"

"Just this one."

So the two embarked on this fifth road.

This road is a golden road paved with gold bricks.

If you ask Kanazawa what is the least likely to be confused by it, it should be money.

As soon as one stepped on this road, the other roads disappeared, and the road ahead became wider, and the field of vision became wider. You could clearly see the extremely luxurious high-rise building in front of you.

Not to mention the glittering gates and guardrails, but the exquisiteness of the carved beams and painted buildings, green tiles and vermilion eaves made Jinze's eyes widen.

"If this is true, how much manpower and financial resources will it take to build it."

At the end of the golden brick road, there are steps inlaid with shining golden jewels on the guardrail.

Jin Ze blinked his hurt eyes from being flashed: "Just take a step here that has been flashed ten times, and I don't want to stay here."

Just as Jin Ze said these words, there was a sudden sound in front of him. He raised his head, and the door in front of him opened.

Just when Jinze thought he would see a house full of jewels piled up in mountains, the scene inside unfolded in front of him. There were no mountains of jewels, but it was much more low-key than the bead-studded guardrail outside.

There was neither gold nor jewels, but only a narrow passage, which seemed to be only a corridor, for on the opposite side there were many doors.

Jin Ze put his hand in front of the first door, looked at Ming Cong: "What do you think will happen?"

Ming Cong looked at him: "This is what you want to see."

Using force, the door was pushed open.

The clear and melodious opera came, and a spacious and bright stage appeared in front of the eyes with the lively opera.

It's a theater.

"...The blue sky, the yellow flowers, the westerly wind is tight. The geese from the north fly to the south..."

The people on the stage are wearing blue costumes and makeup, and you can vaguely see the handsome slender eyebrows and high nose bridge, which is a reverse character.The people in the audience clapped and were mesmerized.

The actor's figure was light and elegant, his voice was mellow and affectionate, and his every move couldn't hide his detached temperament.

Ming Cong glanced at him: "So this is what you want to see."

Even with makeup on, he still couldn't hide his handsome appearance. One can imagine how stunning this actor is before makeup.

Jin Ze touched his nose: "Everyone has the love of beauty."

After the people on the stage sang a sentence, they looked towards the audience and showed a charming smile.