The cannon fodder owner dressed as the King of the Merman [Transmigration Book]

To save or not to save, that is the question.

Standing on the river bank, Shen Fuqiao looked at the merman who was braking with his face at his feet, feeling quite complicated.

That's right, he wore a book.

God knows why there is a physical book on his grandfather's bookshelf that is a sour face-slapping upgraded online novel, and it is written on his waistband that he is a notorious unfinished novel.

He found it strange, flipped through a few pages casually, it was really tasteless, and he closed it before finishing.

Then he came here - the world in the book.

The fish in front of him is an unawakened shark king who was excluded by the clan. Because of his natural hair color and eye color, it is considered an ominous symbol. At this time, he should have experienced clan power disputes and escaped from the sea to come here. of.

The salinity of the river water and the sea water were completely incomparable. He was severely dehydrated, his tail curled up unconsciously, and new and old injuries were all over his body.

It was supposed to be picked up by Shen Lan in the book by accident, offered to eat and drink for a while, and then sold for money.

Shen Fuqiao sighed lowly, showing some sympathy.

He hasn't read the rest of the story, but it's mostly a bloodline awakening revenge and dominance routine. From the perspective of a bystander, it's boring. However, he only knows such a routine when he is actually in the scene and the person who should pay for it with blood is himself. It is also very fatal.

Shen Fuqiao didn't want to get involved in these right and wrong, so he simply withdrew as soon as possible before the story plot involved him, so as to avoid more troubles in the later stage.

So he turned and left.

In the afterglow of the setting sun in Yulin Mountain, the clear river reflects the beautiful sunset, the birds fly across the clear autumn chirping, and the Shenfu Bridge climbs up to the cabin halfway up the mountain step by step with herb baskets on its back.

While walking, I felt a little disturbed.

There are a lot of wild animals in this mountain, and at night when he rests, he even has to light torches around his own residence to drive away insects and beasts. The merman just pounced on the bank of the river, and he didn't know when he was taken away by wild boars.

Anyway, it's a life, there are few people in the mountains, and the news is blocked. If they found the fish, they would probably think it was a monster, and they might burn it alive...

Shen Fuqiao frowned and sighed, and slowly stopped.

Saving a fish's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.He had the right to think that he was saving a stranger, anyway, the fish hadn't made enemies with him at this time, let him leave when he recovered, and he had nothing to do with him in the future.

Thinking of this, he immediately turned back to save the person.The merman's hair was very long, similar to some kind of red algae creature, soft and thick, covering the entire scarred back.

Shen Fuqiao tried to put the merman into his herb basket, but he couldn't, the tail was too long and too big, and the bamboo basket had barbs, which would scratch his skin and scales.

In desperation, he could only hug the shark by the waist.

The merman was unexpectedly light, and because the tail was too long, a small section even hung down on the ground. Afraid of accidentally stepping on it, Shen Fuqiao simply held the tail fin in the palm of his hand.

The merman in his arms visibly trembled, Shen Fuqiao thought he was about to wake up, and looked at him with some hope, but he didn't expect him to be disappointed, frowning and then remained silent.

Shen Fuqiao resigned to his fate, and carried him up the mountain. At this time, there was still a very thin glow in the sky, which reflected generously on the body of the shark in his arms.His skin even showed a kind of almost divine white, and the light blue tail gleamed with tiny light shadows.

Shen Fuqiao's mind was a little blank, and he vaguely remembered the name of the shark - Ning Yu.

Why the merman has a human name, he doesn't know, but at the moment he admits that this name suits him very well.

Ningshe has a wide sea and sky, surpassing the splendor of white autumn mountains.

Shen Fuqiao was born in a scholarly family. He has read many strange novels since he was a child. Those books are often accompanied by illustrations of sharks. They are very mysterious and beautiful, but at the same time they are also very empty.

But now what he holds in his arms...is actually a living shark.

Shen Fuqiao lowered his eyes, and Ning Yu's pointed ears protruded from his red hair. This is an organ that would never grow on a human body.

He smiled lightly, the curve of his lips appearing a little pale.

Is this a dream, or is it God's will... The atonement in this world is not enough, and he needs to struggle to survive with this sick body in this other world?

That's it...that's it.

***

Shen Fuqiao was shaking the fan and frying the medicine, when there was a sudden sound of heavy objects falling over and water splashing in the bathroom, he couldn't help but sighed softly.

There is not much salt in the house, this stupid fish turned over, and I don't know if there is enough left.

He took more than half of the charcoal fire out, changed to a low fire and slowly fried it, got up and dusted off his clothes, he still had to check on the condition of the fish, lest he ruin the whole house.

The house was a few steps away from the washroom, and when Shen Fuqiao walked to the door, the strong herbal smell on his body hadn't dissipated.He gently pushed open the door, and the merman was sitting alone on the wooden floor, covered with long hair like algae red, but his eyes were extremely sinister and ferocious, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

He regretted his life, even though he knew that Ning Yu was injured and exhausted, he still didn't approach rashly.

"I found your Excellency by the river. I don't mean any malice, and you don't need to worry. Of course, if you recover your strength and can leave, I will be more than happy."

What he said was watertight and sincere, but Ning Yu on the ground just stared at him coldly, with fear and hatred hidden in his lake-blue pupils.

Shen Fuqiao looked at the lake-blue eyes, and sighed secretly in his heart, but he didn't show anything on his face, just smiled warmly: "I'm just a mountain scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken, if you are on guard, I absolutely can't get any closer. I saved you out of compassion, not for anything else, and I dare not do anything else."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arms for Ning Yu to take a look.He was wearing coarse clothes with nothing around his waist. Although he was tall and had long legs, his whole body exuded a strong smell of medicine and his skin was unhealthy white. He didn't look dangerous at all.

But Ning Yu's eyes loosened for a moment, but he didn't let go of his vigilance: "Water."

The voice was hoarse and heavy, like a heavy object being dragged across gravel, with a heart-piercing pain.Ning Yu hadn't spoken for a long time, and his throat was very uncomfortable.

Shen Fuqiao looked at the water all over the ground, and then at the little ancestor sitting in the center, he felt a headache: "May I ask why you knocked over the bathtub just now?"

Ning Yu didn't answer, but just looked at him coldly, as if to say - I will knock you down if you like, you can try asking one more question?

Shen Fuqiao understood, and was not interested in challenging the patience of a fish. He only hoped that the two of them would live in peace during this time, so he reintroduced the mountain spring into the bucket without complaint, leaving only a cup of salt at the bottom, and poured the rest into the bath. It's in the bucket.

Ning Yu was still seriously injured, and he didn't even have the strength to support his body and turn into the bathtub. Shen Fuqiao stood aside for a while, until he tried repeatedly and failed, and then said softly: "Do you need help?"

"...No need."

The voice was still hoarse, and Shen Fuqiao felt a little complicated when he heard it.He doesn't want to deal with this fish too much, but if the bucket of water is also overturned, he really has no salt to raise this fish.

At that time, he has to borrow salt from the villagers. He is not familiar with the surroundings and the people around him, so it will be very troublesome.

Seeing that he wanted to show off, Shen Fuqiao pursed his lips and frowned, took a few steps forward and grabbed Ning Yu's waist, and put him into the tub at once.A small piece of tail was still hanging by the tub, which was carefully taken care of by Shen Fuqiao.

Ning Yu tried to pinch Shen Fuqiao's throat with his backhand, but he moved too much and pulled the wound, so he moved a lot slower, and Shen Fuqiao barely avoided it.It's just that the sharp nails scratched the side of the neck, and fine drops of blood immediately ooze from the wound.

Shen Fuqiao raised his fingers to wipe the blood on the side of his neck, narrowed his eyes indiscriminately, and pursed his lips tightly.If there are acquaintances here, they will know that Shen Fuqiao, who is usually good-tempered, is angry.

Ning Yu seemed to realize that the person in front of him just wanted to help him, his cold eyes fell on the side of Shen Fuqiao's neck, and unconsciously clenched his knuckles on the edge of the bucket.

Shen Fuqiao didn't say a word, turned around and walked out of the door, and closed the door along the way.

The meaning is obvious-he doesn't care what you like.

Ning Yu frowned deeply after he closed the door, and looked in the direction of the door with a look of doubt and distress.The algae-like red hair floated on the water, he moved his tail fin, and a burst of water splashed out of the tub.

...In the previous life, the person I met here looked exactly the same as the man just now, but his temperament was quite different.

At that time, I was still very innocent, so naive that I could pour trust into such a greedy face, and in the end it caused the pain of scratching the scales, leaving a lifetime of scars.

And the man just now was very gentle, his hands were warm, his smile was gentle, and his words were nice.Will treat his wounds, use salt to adjust the salty water for him, and let him sleep in the bathtub instead of applying salt to his tail like a pickle... I am impatient with too much salt .

Although he hurt him because of Liwei, to be honest, he doesn't hate this person...even though he has the same face as that evil villain.

Ning Yu lowered his eyes and thought for a while, but still couldn't figure it out. Finally, he raised his finger and gently sniffed the blood on his sharp fingertips.

Merman's senses are a hundred times more sensitive than humans, and they can clearly distinguish subtle differences.He killed that person in the previous life, and when his revenge was avenged, he clearly remembered the filthy smell of that blood, which had nothing to do with the smell of blood on his fingertips now.

The reborn Shark King didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he raised his hand and gently licked his cold fingertips, and the remaining blood streaked into his warm mouth.Ning Yu took a sip and confirmed that the blood tasted sweet, and even had a unique aroma, which almost fascinated him.

He died so aggrieved in his previous life, and just after he was reborn, he encountered such a weird accident. Ning Yu flicked his tail fin, and the narrow side of the water was rippling. Wang's mood was a little complicated.

If this person is not the damned Shen Lan... then who is he?