I have eight feet to fall in love with you

Carat quickly found the big ship full of humans. Because he was afraid of magicians, he didn't act rashly. He just lurked at the bottom of the ship and observed secretly across the sea.

In normal times, Clarence would have turned into a sea monster and cut off the ship with one claw, but his mother-in-law poured the transforming potion, and the human magician was able to restore the hull, so he had to find another way to deal with humans.

Carat followed the human ship, through the sea, dimly saw the human beings busy walking on the deck, working profusely with sweat.

It was daytime, and the sun was shining brightly. After basking in the sun for a while, Clarence noticed the difference in temperature of the ocean current and hid aside.

The hot magma on the bottom of the shallow sea spurted and boiled, and the ship shook violently. The young human sailor dragged the sail rope and shouted in horror: "What's going on!"

The crew tried to control the ship's swing, but failed, so they hurriedly notified the captain. A few minutes later, a middle-aged blond magician came out, shaking his staff and chanting a few spells. Boiling seas.

Clarence: "." It doesn't look very powerful.

The suction cups of the tentacles firmly sucked the bottom of the boat, and Carat hung upside down under the boat, her fingers wrapped around her hair and wrapped around her ears, and listened carefully through the boat board.

He has always had good hearing, but only heard a few soft voices.

It's strange that there are only a few dozen people listening to the sound of such a big ship. The rows of oars on the side of the ship are still, the draft of the hull is also shallow, and the bottom cabin is empty.

Clarence was thoughtful, hovering around the bottom of the boat with eight tentacles, and found a comfortable position. He folded his chest and closed his eyes, planning to take a nap and sneak in to have a look at night.

When I opened my eyes again, the sky was dark and it was already night.

The sea was howling with strong winds, thunderstorms and rainstorms, and the ship was like a blade floating with the waves, shaking up and down.

A few unlucky human beings didn't stand firm, and were accidentally thrown into the sea. Before they had time to jump, the waves beat hard, and their throats were filled with seawater.

They drowned in the sea before they could see the octopus.

Clarence looked up at the sea, the turbulent waves swayed endlessly, the sea reflected the phantom of lightning, and the silver light shimmered very beautifully.

Humans are really weak.Clara thought blankly.

Suddenly, some floating objects appeared out of thin air on the sea.

One by one, they look like blooming seaweeds, they float with the waves, and slowly grow roots, wrapping around the periphery of the ship, forming a circle of softness and toughness, flourishing and flourishing.

Strange "seaweed" grew all over the bottom of the ship and spread to the surface of the sea. It didn't take long for the growth to stop.Looking from the bottom up, it looks like an impractical swimming ring has been put on the ship.

They sway like duckweed, but they are at peace with the situation, they drift with the ship, and gradually become stable again.

Maybe they're not as soft and useless as they seem.Surrounded by them, the big ship that was nearly capsized was floating steadily, no matter how the huge waves beat it, it could not be shaken at all.The human ship miraculously survived, safe and sound.

Carat looked at the strange plants floating with the waves, and recalled for a long time before realizing that this kind of plant is called a flower, which is unique to the land.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, and while the humans weren't paying attention, he pulled one down, the white petals fell and sank, and was pushed by the waves to float away, leaving only a single stamen in his palm.

As if feeling something, Clarence raised his head, looked through the sea, and vaguely saw the scene on the boat.

A beautiful young man with brown-red hair gasped heavily while leaning on the side of the boat.

His costume was very gorgeous, but it had already been soaked by rain, covering his body heavily. He was holding a magic wand in his hand. The crystal ball on the wand glowed with a light green light, which was gradually dimming at this time.

His hair was slightly long, wet and stuck to his face and neck, and his lips were fragile and pale, like the stamen in the palm of Clara's hand.

Clarence stared at the young man's face, feeling an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.He frowned to suppress this weird feeling, and when he came back to his senses, the beautiful young man had disappeared.

It's not a good time to get your hands dirty tonight.

Such a thought flashed through Carat's mind. He thought for a while, pulled a passing sea python, and told it to continue tracking the human ship and return to the deep sea trench by itself.

Clarence returned to the Coral Cave, and the Sea Witch crawled out slowly, looking him up and down: "Little Clara, where did you get so mischievous after delivering the medicine for a day and a night?"

Carat didn't speak for a while, he was thinking about how to answer so that his mother-in-law would stop nagging.

The sea witch's eyes suddenly focused on his head, and he reached out to pinch it, and picked off a familiar plant: "This is... a flower on land?"

This flower is very tenacious, and there are still three petals hanging on the stamen, but it is crumbling, and it seems that it is not far from flowering.

Carat stared at the stamen: "Grandma, what kind of flower is this?"

"I don't know much about the land, but I can look it up." The sea witch slowly crawled into the cave, and Carat wriggled her tentacles and followed behind her.

The cave is dark and deep, and you can't see your fingers, but fortunately, the octopus has pretty good eyesight, and it's smooth all the way.

Carat followed the sea witch to a large vat. There was no flame under the large vat, but the crimson medicinal soup inside was constantly boiling with viscous bubbles, which looked very strange.

Clarence has long been used to this kind of scene. He looked at his mother-in-law quietly. The other party picked a few ingredients from the shelf beside them and threw them into the medicine jar. The red medicine soup immediately dissipated and turned light blue.

The sea witch raised his hand to pick off a petal, and gently placed it on the water surface. The water surface suddenly rippled, and the scene changed, turning into a white flower field on land. See exactly the same.

Clarence: "What's the name of the flower?"

The sea witch looked at his grandson strangely, and said, "Little Carat, why are you so impatient?"

carat:"."

The sea witch threw a few more herbs into the medicinal soup, the scene on the water changed again, and a few lines of words were condensed, and the sea witch read them out: "Marguerite, French chrysanthemum, Chrysanthemum chrysanthemum...it seems It goes by many names."

Clarence made a silent note.

After the sea witch looked up the name of the flower, he turned to his grandson and asked, "Little Carat, where did you get this flower?"

Carat didn't want to tell the truth, so she lied: "I picked it up on the island."

The sea witch thought wrongly: "Little Carat, you still want to torture human beings? Human beings are very fragile, and they will die easily without our hands. Why bother to hunt them down to the end?"

A pretty face flashed in Clarence's mind, agreeing: "Human beings are fragile."

The sea witch was always worried that her grandson would kill innocent people indiscriminately, so she couldn't stop talking once she opened her mouth. She murmured: "So, don't think about becoming a sea monster. Human beings sailing on the sea are not all for mermaids. , some of them are just doing business..."

Clarence listened impatiently to the chatter, which went in one ear and out the other.Now that the doubt in his heart was resolved, the tentacle claws also started to act. Carat walked to the deepest part of the cave familiarly, turned a fork in the road, and went straight back to the room.

When Grandma Hai Wu raised her head, her grandson was gone: "Little Carat, why are you leaving? You haven't had dinner yet."

In the bedroom, Clarence was lying quietly in the seaweed nest, playing with the bare stamens in his hands, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The eight arms and legs are spread out flat, each occupying one side as if moving freely.

Alexander stupidly repeated stretching movements, Constantine beat the wall to practice martial arts, Nicholas shook the sea water to create bubbles, Shakespeare hung on the shelf to sleep, Lucius buried in the nest motionless, Elizabeth dug some pearl ointment and spread it evenly, Victoria Picked a few seaweed leaves to weave flower baskets.

Only Philip, covering his chest, gently pressed his heart.

Clarence thought, as expected of him, he knew him best.

The next day and night, the stars twinkled in the sky, and the breeze blew the sails, gently pushing the boat forward.

Clarence hovered at the bottom of the ship, his tentacles attached to the hull, slowly crawling upwards.

Marguerite covered in the bottom of the boat is all gone.

Carat listened to the movement for a while, then suddenly rolled over the edge of the ship and gently landed on the empty deck.

Several old crew members were dozing off against the mast, completely oblivious to the movements on the deck.

The tentacles squirmed unscrupulously on the ship, leaving wet crawling marks. Clarence was like a quiet tourist, scanning the structure of the human ship calmly, and there were loud or small sounds in his ears, but it was not Affect his sightseeing trip.

Carat has destroyed many human merchant ships, and it has always been from a top-down angle. This is the first time for such a close-up observation, and it feels fresh.

However, human vigilance is really poor.

He bypassed the sleepy crew members and walked deeper into the ship. Eight arms and legs slowly passed the windows of the cabins. His eyes were unconsciously looking for something, but the pace of progress never stopped. Apparently to no avail.

The last cabin was coming soon, and Clarence's brows flashed a trace of irritability.

Suddenly, his gaze paused, the crawling tentacles stopped, he raised one arm, and lightly poked the door, but it didn't open.

Clarence lowered his head slightly, and saw the inside of the door through the window. The push-pull wooden latch was a bit troublesome to open.

He calmly scanned the surrounding environment, and suddenly noticed a gap in the window.Clarence paused, stretched out the tentacles, and slowly poked them in, trying to stretch and straighten them, wrapping around the wooden peg.

Suddenly there was some movement in the cabin next door, as if someone was about to come out.Clarence retracted his claws quickly, grasped the railing with his flexible arms and feet and swung lightly, the suction cup attached to the wall to hide his figure.

"Huh? I heard something just now... Why is the ground so wet? Old Lake was lazy and didn't mop the floor?"

Complaints mixed with the sound of footsteps drifted away.

Clarence waited for a while, making sure that no one was there, slipped off the wall, returned to the cabin, and looked in quietly through the window.

The beautiful young man lay flat on the bed quietly, frowning slightly, as if he was having a nightmare.

Ke Ke looked at the sleeping young man and said to himself: "I have to ask about the flowers first, and then I will do it."

He glanced at the wet floor and said regretfully, "It seems that today will not happen again."