Astral Traveler [Quick Transmigration]

The mermaids shocked Murphy and put him back in the dungeon.

I don't know if they don't learn from experience or there is no other good place to detain humans.Anyway, Murphy is back.

Flying Fish was very surprised and said: "You have been caught... are you alright?"

Murphy said: "If the electricity doesn't kill you, you'll be fine."

Pain means nothing to a lich.

Murphy asked by the way: "Did they interrogate you?"

Flying Fish said: "Yes, but there is no result. It seems that in a few days, I will use some electric shock again to extract a confession, but it's not bad, I can survive it."

Murphy said: "It is said that mermaids have a law. If you sing well, they will forgive you."

Flying Fish was surprised: "Where did you hear that?"

"It should be true." Murphy touched his chin, "You can try it. For me, let's continue with my escape plan."

While speaking, Murphy kept observing the cell. It was much stronger than the previous one, but it was still useless.

The merman also put chains on him, probably borrowed from the land people.It took Murphy a little effort, but he escaped from the prison in the old way, and even stole an airbag.

He nearly died swimming to the surface, but was eventually revived.

This is probably the legendary "living to death".

This time, there was no killer whale's help. Murphy drifted on the sea for a while with that small airbag, and with his ability to observe the sky at night, he found an ocean current, and successfully paddled away at high speed with the east wind.

Maybe it was because of his luck that he met a boatload of Hakkas soon after.

Although the Hakka people are few in number, they are very united.It took them several days to remove Murphy's collar with a file and drop it on the ocean floor.

The youngest daughter of the family invited him to come, but Murphy politely declined, and only wanted a small canoe that could float on the sea.

"I'm looking for someone, and I'm here for him," Murphy said.

Murphy wandered alone at sea for more than ten days. Relying on three parts of memory, seven parts of luck, and maybe a hint of premonition, he found the familiar houseboat.

He climbed up, knocked on the door and said, "Is anyone there? Is anyone there! I'm here to rub the boat again!"

A familiar voice inside said coldly, "Get out."

Murphy laughed, whistled, and asked, "What's for dinner today?"

The owner of the boat said nothing.

Murphy began to work on his own again, as if he had lived on this ship for a long time.He opened a bucket and saw that the dried shrimps he had marinated a few days ago were gone, and said with a smile, "Does it taste good?"

The owner of the boat still didn't speak.

Murphy was in a good mood, and hummed a song. This time, he had a vague impression of the song that was sung at the Harvest Goddess celebration.

Knowing that the owner of the boat was listening, he stopped singing suddenly and said, "Hi, my name is Murphy, what's your name?"

It was quiet for a while.

Murphy smirked and said, "The god of poetry wrote this song specially for the goddess of harvest. If you don't answer me, I won't sing the second half anymore. I will sing the first half every day—"

The captain said, "Enoch."

So on the bow, there was a faint humming sound again. This song was lively and joyful, completely different from the coldness of the mermaid. It should be said that it was different from all the popular elements in this world.

The two of them spent two days in this way, one outside the house and the other inside.

Murphy wondered, "Do you not eat at all?"

Enoch didn't answer him, and there was a taste of "you are very long-winded" in the silence.Apart from the songs he sang these days, Murphy had few words that could attract his attention, as if he lived in another dimension.

He didn't provoke Murphy, but Murphy wanted to provoke him.

While breaking the doorknob, Murphy said, "You have to come out, or what if you die inside? I don't even know you're dead outside."

His brute force came in handy at this time, only a crisp sound was heard, and the doorknob was snapped off.

Murphy pushed open the door, and saw that the window was covered by curtains, and it was dark inside. There was only a figure leaning against the wall and sitting on a chair. A pair of golden eyes seemed to reflect the glimmer of light in the darkness.

Murphy said, "Are you still alive?"

Enoch said coldly, "Go out."

Murphy sighed, groped for the candlestick on the table, and lit it, giving the room a warm light source.

"You don't need to be so vigilant, I'm powerless." Murphy opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Besides, I already knew you were a mermaid."

Enoch met his gaze.

Murphy was a bit like trying to appease an irritable big cat, spreading his hands to show that he was not hostile, and approaching him carefully, said: "I know that when a mermaid is sick, they may lose their scales and have no appetite. I see scales scattered on the deck, are you seriously ill?"

Enoch said, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Of course it is," Murphy said. "You're the first person who can tell what I'm singing about... Uh, mermaid. I hope you live, at least outlive me."

While speaking, he got closer and sat on the bed opposite Enoch.

Then with the faint candlelight, he saw a fish tail, it was golden, and it was still very dazzling even in such a dim environment.Because there was no water at the moment, the translucent red fish fins covered the scales like a layer of tulle, fluttering slightly with Enoch's breathing.

This fish tail is gorgeous and slender, with a meandering length of more than one meter. It hardly looks like a fish tail, but more like a mythical dragon.

Even though he was sick now and the scales were a bit messy - some old scales had fallen off and new ones hadn't grown - the beauty was still stunning.

Murphy asked, "Do you need any medicine? I can help."

"Help?" Enoch's tone was low and dangerous, "What do you rely on to help, human beings—is it your arrogance born of ignorance, or this 'spirit' that is not afraid of death?"

The tail of the fish snaked back, and the candlelight suddenly died out in the flickering.

Outside the window, there was a sudden explosion of thunder.

In the darkness, Enoch raised Murphy's chin with his cold fingertips, and a cold and inorganic voice sounded close to his ears: "Don't meddle in your own business."

Then, there was a sound from the window, and the sea wind rushed violently into the small room.

Enoch jumped and returned to the sea.

Murphy held the window, facing the sudden torrential rain outside, and shouted loudly: "Hey! The scales haven't grown yet! Don't you feel hurt when you enter the sea water now—"

Murphy guessed that Enoch was angry, so he didn't show up for two days.

This man is awkward like this, ignoring people, not showing up, pretending to be completely evaporated from the world.

Murphy just treat him as a hibernating duke and just leave it there.On the boat, he continued to clean, fish, cook, and sleep counting the stars at night.

He swept a lot of golden scales, some were drop-shaped, some were trapezoidal, some were pure gold, and some were crimson like a sunset glow, which seemed to be caused by different positions on the fish's tail.

"The scales are all beautiful, I don't know how much they are worth if they are sold." Murphy said to himself, "Tsk tsk, if I accidentally sell it to an idiot, I feel like I have suffered a disadvantage..."

He also found a very high-end mobile phone in the house. It seemed that Enoch didn't use it either, neither set a password nor downloaded anything.

Murphy held up his mobile phone, and the whole ship scrambled to find a signal, and finally found two signals for him.

So he sat on the top of the boat canopy, holding his mobile phone high and sang to it—sang a mermaid song "Jellyfish", and sang the song of the harvest celebration two days ago.After singing, he raised his arms sorely, and only saw the words "upload completed".

These two songs are more in line with the mermaid's aesthetics, and he uploaded them under the account "Yadonis".

Then, he switched his account to the account "I am a devil", and saw 999 messages popping up in the upper right corner.It turned out that the review had already ended when he was still on land. Someone had already discovered the song "Sunrise", but his mobile phone was confiscated, so of course he didn't know about it.

Murphy clicked in to read the comments under "Sunrise", and saw the highest praise wrote: "Disgraceful!!!"

Murphy laughed out loud in an instant, and continued to scroll down. Seeing that the comments below have already reached 999, many people's reactions to this song are as follows:

"The melody is okay, but the lyrics are really hard to describe."

"Vulgar! Vulgar! Kitsch!"

"The songwriter and lyrics are the same person as the original singer. It could have been better, but why choose such a theme is really a pity."

"It is recommended to go to school, don't learn to sing this kind of saliva song like a hooligan."

Murphy thought they were very fun, so he immediately decided to record one more song on this devil account.

Murphy turned on the microphone and cleared his throat: "Hmm! You are my little cucumber~ I can't love you too much..."

After a song was sung, Murphy edited and uploaded it, and it took another half a day before it succeeded, and then it just waited for the review.

Now there are an average of two songs on one account. The "I am the devil" account is full of "three vulgar" songs that go against the mainstream aesthetics; the "Yadonis" account is full of mermaid's freshness and frigidity.

Murphy was full of expectations for this comparative experiment.

Then when he raised his head, he suddenly saw a mermaid sitting upright on the bow of the boat, the golden red fish tail was dazzlingly bright, and the familiar pretty face was shrouded in bewilderment.

Murphy: "...Hey, are you eavesdropping?"

Enoch asked, "What are you singing about?"

Murphy thought to himself: Little cucumber!

Murphy smiled and said, "Love!"

Enoch watched him for a while, and suddenly he was sure that this man was talking nonsense, so his tail slapped the sea surface, and his figure disappeared under the waves.