Astral Traveler [Quick Transmigration]

Enoch was down again, but Murphy knew how to call him out.

He leaned on the side of the ship to recall, and suddenly thought of the right song—it was an elf song, describing the love of an elf ranger.His love is simple and pure, like a gurgling stream, and like endless moonlight.

Murphy hummed the tune, but he forgot the words.

Suddenly, he saw a golden fish tail rolling up white waves.

On the other side of the ship's side, Enoch suddenly appeared, with wet silver hair stuck to his forehead, and a pair of golden eyes looking at Murphy.With his lower body still in the water, he leaned on the bow of the boat with his hands and said, "Continue."

Murphy said, "You come up."

Enoch snorted and didn't answer, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry, his eyes seemed to contain a bewitching magic power.

Murphy approached step by step, and when he couldn't help reaching out to touch him, Enoch turned over again and fell into the sea.

No one can catch the Kraken.

But Murphy can try, he took off his coat, and then jumped, the whole person fell into the sea.

Human beings are clumsy in the sea, and he is already the best, but he can only see a golden light cruising, as far away as a beautiful phantom.

Murphy swam deeper into the sea, persistently reaching out to the golden touch.

Just before losing consciousness, he saw Enoch's face—silver hair swaying in the water, fish fins flying like veils, and a powerful force covered Murphy's whole body, lifting him up.

There was an uproar, and the two emerged from the sea at the same time.

Murphy was thrown on the deck, lay on his side and coughed out two mouthfuls of sea water, then turned around.

Enoch looked down at him condescendingly.

Murphy lay down on his back, undefended, smiled at him, and then he continued to sing:

"That noble lover

I love you purely, with tears, laughter and all my life

I love you bravely, like an oath to fight for justice

I love you silently and desperately

Suffering from shyness and suffering from jealousy

I love you sincerely and tenderly

Even if death should stop me, my soul will never die"

Murphy stared closely at Enoch's golden eyes.

Enoch bowed his head and listened to his humming.

Like a siren being confused by a human's singing, Enoch approached step by step, his golden pupils shrank slightly, and the reflection was full of Murphy's focused face.He bent down, and gently stroked Murphy's cheek with his slender fingers, as if curious.

Murphy's singing had stopped. He stretched his arms and wanted to get up, but Enoch pinned him down on the deck and couldn't move.

"What is this?" Enoch asked.

His fingertips touched the drops of water in the corners of Murphy's eyes.

Murphy said: "Singing too high, the physiological reaction caused by the resonance of the skull, I didn't cry."

Enoch said, "I didn't ask you this. What did you sing just now?"

Murphy said: "It's an ordinary love story. There was a poor elf ranger who fell in love with a human being. He was unrequitedly in love for a lifetime and then died fighting for him. He didn't confess to him until he died."

Enoch thought about it, but said nothing.

He straightened up and wanted to leave again, but Murphy immediately jumped forward, wrapping his arms around his waist.

Enoch said, "Let go."

Murphy said: "Don't let it go, let me see your injury."

Enoch didn't speak, but Murphy thought he agreed, and cautiously let go.

He saw that on the gorgeous golden fish tail in front of him, the scales that had fallen off were growing again, and the scars that had been there were covered with a transparent film. It was this film that protected the mermaid's wounds from continuing to heal in the sea water.

"Well, it seems that you really don't need me." Murphy said, "Let's stay for dinner tonight."

Enoch remained silent and did not immediately refuse.

Murphy grabbed his arm: "That means I agree. I said earlier that you don't need to go to the sea. This ship belongs to you. After you left, I made me look like a robber and drove you off instead. gone."

They had a dinner, and it seemed that Murphy's craftsmanship was not bad.

At night, Murphy lay on the deck to bask in his belly.

Enoch leaned against the side of the boat, and his slender tail could even reach the door of the house.

Murphy said, "Did you get kicked out by the mermaid or something? You don't have a friend to take care of you, and I haven't seen anyone looking for you. It's worse than me."

"Worse than you?" Enoch asked back.

Murphy thought for a while, and said, "Forget that I'm still a wanted criminal, so it's hard for you to be worse than me."

Enoch smiled lightly.

Murphy said: "You know how to laugh, I've never seen you laugh before. Then you can sing, the mermaid kind?"

Enoch said, "Want to hear me sing?"

Murphy nodded.

Enoch said, "Wait until all the land disappears, and the seas are lifted up to the clouds."

Murphy smiled: "Do you think there will never be such a day in the world?"

Enoch looked at him.

Murphy said seriously: "Don't set up a flag, if I can really do it, don't you want to sing it to me every day alone."

Enoch said, "Wait for a day to speak."

Murphy turned over happily, and then basked in the moon with his back.Suddenly he seemed to remember something, and asked, "Will you go back to the sea when your illness is cured?"

Enoch asked back, "Will you always live at sea?"

"I'm a Hakka, so it doesn't matter where I live." Murphy said, "If my wife grows wings, it's fine for me to live in the cloud."

Enoch was silent for a while, and said, "There will be a storm at sea soon, and you have three days to leave."

Murphy said, "Hey! You're chatting well, why did you suddenly drive me away?"

"Believe it or not." Enoch said, "Three days, remember."

After speaking, he disappeared into the deep sea water again.

Murphy didn't leave, but he didn't see Enoch again.

He looked at the thick clouds in the sky, and knew that Enoch's warning was correct. There was a storm brewing at sea, and even the mermaid had to dive into the deep sea to resist it.No human can resist such a storm, and Langya Island not far away is about to face extinction.

Murphy waited until the third day, when the wind turned the entire sky black, and the pouring rain slanted wildly in every direction.The whole ship swayed like a small leaf in the wind and waves, and the flood often flooded the deck and wet everything.

Murphy strapped himself to the highest plank and rocked with the boat.This houseboat is very big and has a strong structure. I don't know what material it is made of, but it has withstood such a big wind and waves.

The storm lasted as long as a day and a night.

Murphy was already so frightening at the edge, he saw the terrifying thunder intertwined in the real center, and the tide was advancing like a wall, destroying everything along the way to dust.

Langya Island is definitely doomed, he knows it.

In the night of the second day, the storm was finally about to pass, and there were many dead birds and fish on the sea, and the big waves were still shaking everything in the world.

While shaking, Murphy turned on his phone to check. No matter how close he was to Langya Island, the signal was only on one bar.

I can't open the news, I can only see the text version, the landman said:

The mermaid's secret treasure "Shark Bead" was stolen by human beings, and members of the Sea Emperor's Guard were also injured. Langya Island shielded criminals in various ways and refused to hand over the real culprit.In a fit of rage, the Priest of the Sea Emperor aroused a great storm and destroyed the entire Langya Island.

Murphy managed to swipe out that photo.

He saw two golden starbursts echoing in the distance in the pitch-black storm—one was the Shark Pearl, and the other was the Priest of the Sea Emperor.

In order to take back the Shark Pearl, the storm destroyed the civilization of Langya Island. Except for those who took refuge in advance, tens of thousands of people were displaced and turned into countless rescue boats drifting on the sea. The weak among them would become... Cheng Hakka, never to return to the ground.

However, the priest's anger still didn't seem to calm down. The storm was still raging on the sea, like a terrifying meat grinder, which continued to harvest hundreds of human lives every day.

On the fifth day after Enoch's warning, the typhoon continued.

The houseboat was riddled with holes, and Murphy was crawling around repairing the planks.He looked towards the sea, and saw the boats on Langya Island drifting far away with the waves, and they came to him.

These people also saw Murphy.There were about a dozen of them crammed into a big boat, and they looked pitiful in ragged clothes.

Murphy greeted from afar.

Then these land people saw that Murphy was a Hakka, so they looked a little disdainful and pitiful, and sailed away.

At night, the aftermath of the storm came again. In the dark night, the big waves were like giant beasts devouring people, shaking the boundary between the sky and the sea.

Murphy's boat entered the water, and he sealed the bottom completely to ensure the draft, but it seemed that he couldn't last long.

Standing on the roof, he saw blackness in all directions.

The future is also black.

"Let the storm come harder." This sentence seems to be suitable for this situation.

Murphy took out his mobile phone and began to shout loudly while taking pictures of the dark clouds and storm in the distance.

At first he shouted, then he sang loudly.At first the song was like a thunder that split the sky and earth, almost suppressing the typhoon; later, it was like a god walking in the rain, waving to intercept all the huge waves; finally, it was like a holy requiem, piercing through all the wind and rain, soothing For all the living and dead present.

Then, they suddenly heard another voice.

The voice was solemn and solemn, like the kingship of the sea god Poseidon spread out on the sea, freezing all the storms in the river of time in an instant.

The world suddenly became terrifyingly quiet, only this voice calmly receded.

The shattered ship was dangling on the sea, and the survivors emerged one by one. Murphy stood on a high place and looked around, but found nothing—the owner of the voice had already left.

All storms and aftermath leave on this day.It was as if the sea god had issued his order, so the entire sea was banned and its anger was appeased.