Astral Traveler [Quick Transmigration]

A total of a dozen "suspects" were taken away by the mermaid.

The mermaid used a special submarine to bring everyone into the water dungeon—it was a natural underwater cavity, only the artificially made vents could lead to the outside world, and everything except the inside of the cavity was filled with water.It was at a depth of 30 meters underwater. After the submarine was driven away, it was almost impossible for humans to escape from it except for the mermaid.

After the Neptune's guards left, several guard mermaids took over these people.It seems that they are not prepared to have contact with humans until they have instructions from above.Their daily diet was solved through a regular supply of underwater equipment.

Humans can't survive long in water, even with an oxygen supply; mermaids can't survive long on shore, even with water.

The suspects were extremely bored in the prison, and began to play cards in the air again.

Only Murphy was different. He noticed that the water prison was basically composed of coral, and coral was a very fragile thing, so he started his daily digging career.

Someone didn't understand his behavior and said, "So what if you dug through the coral? This is under 30 meters of water! Could it be possible to escape?"

Murphy smiled without saying a word, while Feiyu was thoughtful.

The Hakka people have lived in the sea all year round, and they have diving abilities that land people can't understand.It seems that the person who pulled them over to take the blame did not realize that the coast guard just caught two Hakkas entering the country.

Murphy asked, "Aren't you going?"

Flying Fish had a calm expression: "There is food and drink, there is not much difference between the sea and the sea... I am quite comfortable staying here."

Surviving in a small space is the norm for Hakka boys.In the water prison, he didn't have to worry about eating and drinking, which was a great welfare.

So Murphy didn't persuade him either.

After several days, Murphy finally dug through the cell door.

He prepared two jellyfish, filled the poor jellyfish with air, grabbed them, and swam toward the sea quickly.

The closer to the sky, the lighter the color of the sea.The holy sunlight penetrates downward, just like the aurora spreading in the dark blue sky, quiet and deep.

The air is getting less and less, the power is getting shorter and shorter, and the boundaries of up, down, left, and right are blurred in the chaotic water sound.

Suddenly, something hit him and knocked him out.

A few minutes later, Murphy broke through the sea suddenly.

The fresh sea breeze was blowing in his face, he was gasping for breath, and felt that something was pressing against him.

He took a deep breath, buried his head in the water, saw a lot of tiny bubbles before his eyes, and then saw a small killer whale.

The little killer whale tilted its head, and continued to push Murphy persistently, pushing him out of the sea.

Murphy reached out and touched its smooth head, and said, "Thanks!"

The little killer whale grinned, showing two rows of fine teeth, as if greeting him.Then, a long and sharp cry came from the sea, calling the little killer whale back to the group.

One after another, the killer whales sang songs and appeared, turned over, leaped, and danced like elves on the sea.

They took turns pushing Murphy up, as if taking care of a disabled fellow, allowing him to breathe freely on the sea.

Murphy then gave them back with singing.

His timbre is bright and high-pitched, like a red sun conceived from the sea level, with thousands of morning glows blooming brilliantly, all the clouds in the sky and all the waves on the sea are still.

That was also "Sunrise" composed by the original owner, but Murphy improvised and expanded it, singing wherever he thought of:

"The sun will rise

I let all the rivers of the world run here

the sun will return

I make billions of stars hang upside down on the bottom of the sea

the moon will rise

I die in the deep sea with a dream full of ships

the moon will return

The gods of poetry and song will be reborn in silence"

His last chants made all the killer whales dance excitedly on the surface of the sea, a small killer whale was on his arm, and the group of killer whales led him to swim to the north.

Murphy asked, "Hey, where are you going?"

The killer whales happily hummed nine tunes and eighteen bends.

Anyway, the Hakka people regard the sky as their roof and the sea as their bed, and any place can be their home.

Murphy said, "Okay, let's go."

In one day, Murphy was driven by the killer whale for more than ten nautical miles.Maybe the mermaid didn't expect that humans could swim so fast, so there were no pursuers to catch up for the time being, but the collar around his neck was still shining, and it probably wouldn't take long.

Murphy doesn't care about that.He and the killer whales shared the spoils equally, supplemented the necessary water with jellyfish, and found another piece of duckweed, lying on it at night, admiring the flying insects shining like fireflies on the water.

This morning, Murphy saw a Hakka houseboat approaching the sea, and immediately waved his arms: "Hey! Help! There is a shipwreck here!"

A figure could be seen on the houseboat from a distance, and as soon as he saw him calling for help, he immediately turned the bow of the boat and drove to the side.

Murphy: "..."

Without hesitation, Murphy jumped off the duckweed and swam towards the boat.

Miraculously, that person probably didn't know how to maneuver a boat, and was caught up by Murphy with his proficient water skills.

Murphy climbed into his boat, still wet all over, and said, "Brother, let me take a rest for a while!"

The owner of the boat was dressed strangely, covered from head to tail, and was still sitting in a wheelchair. Only a pair of cold golden eyes were exposed from the turban.He said, "Go away."

Murphy said, "Hey, you're too ungrateful for your compatriots, aren't you?!"

Anyway, he was stuck here, lying motionless on the sampan with his limbs spread out.

After a while, the eccentric ship owner took a large ladle of sea water and poured it on him, warning: "Leave my ship immediately, or you will bear the consequences."

The sun has gradually become venomous, and the sea water will soon evaporate on the body, leaving only white salt particles sticking to it, which is very uncomfortable.

Murphy struggled a few times, then smiled and said, "I can cook, catch fish, sing, and tell you jokes. There's nothing wrong with staying here, right? If you really care about the rules, then we can also form family, I don't mind—"

The owner of the ship said indifferently: "I mind."

Murphy pretended not to hear, got up and lay down on the side of the boat, saying goodbye to the killer whales.

The killer whales jumped out of the sea one after another, and the little killer whale poked its head out and made a bird-like cry of "chichi".

They also bid farewell to Murphy, who imitated the voice of the little killer whale and performed an impromptu hum-for this moment, pretend that he is the god who represents poetry.

The killer whales walked away, Murphy turned around and said with a smile: "My name is Murphy, what's your name?"

The owner said, "Leave my ship."

Murphy said, "Okay, Mr. Li! What are you going to have for lunch?"

The owner of the ship was silent for a while. After realizing how thick-skinned this man was, he simply controlled the wheelchair and entered the house, and stopped talking to him.

For Murphy, having a boat to stay on is an instant victory.

By the way, he helped the owner of the boat mend the fishing nets, and then caught a lot of fat fish, which were pickled with local materials.He also took pleasure in catching some small shrimps, which were very delicious after simple cooking.

He knocked on the door with a bowl in his hand: "Hey, do you eat shrimp?"

The door opened, and a pair of golden eyes looked at him indifferently: "You haven't left yet?"

Murphy smiled and showed his eight teeth, and said, "If you don't leave, you can stay for as long as you can. As rent, I will cook for you."

The owner of the boat looked down, seemingly uninterested.

So the door was closed again.

Murphy was in a good mood.This boat was twice the size of his original one, and looked quite old, but it was unexpectedly strong and easy to use.

He looked at the direction of the wind. The boat was heading south, and it would be warmer in the south this season.

Sitting on the bow of the boat, being blown by the sea breeze, he recalled the brisk years when he was studying in the mage's tower by the sea.Feelings surged up along with the memories, and he hummed softly.

Suddenly, the owner of the ship in the room asked, "Where is it?"

Murphy said loudly, "What did you say?"

The voice of the owner of the ship was not loud, but it seemed to have penetrated all obstacles and was brought to him by the sea wind: "What place did you sing just now?"

Murphy smiled and said: "When I was young, I studied at the teacher's house. He lived by the sea, so I sang about that coast. This teacher taught me how to cook a hundred kinds of fish, but then he died of old age. "

Many people the Lich knew were old and dead, and he took it for granted.

And the owner of the ship didn't speak any more, as if he just asked a casual question just now.

The next day, Murphy's collar began to flash frequently, and he knew that the pursuers would arrive soon.They can locate their own position, but they can't locate it very accurately at sea.

It was three mermaids who came to catch him, which was already a rare big battle for human beings.

The mermaid carries a special throwing spear with electric current on it, which can easily stun a human being.When they emerged from the sea, it meant that Murphy was doomed.

The three mermaids were equally beautiful, and Murphy couldn't help humming.

The owner of the boat still did not come out of the room, he said: "They came to catch you, are you still singing to them?"

Murphy said: "It doesn't affect my good mood!"

The owner of the boat asked, "Have you committed a crime?"

"I didn't," Murphy said.

The owner of the boat was silent for a while, then said: "There is a statute in the mermaid law that you can be exonerated by singing. As long as it is not a death penalty, you can choose a performance. If you can move half of the jury, you can be exonerated."

"Thanks," Murphy said, "but I'm not going to do it."

The owner of the boat asked, "Aren't you afraid of being wronged?"

Murphy said: "Scared. But my songs are not something to please people."

"What's that?" There was a hint of a smile in the boat owner's voice.

Murphy stood on the side of the boat, looked at the three mermaids who captured him on the sea, and said with a smile: "Music is the golden testicles on my crotch. I can play as much as I like, but no one else can play me!"