Saint

Chapter 18: deformation (1)

People who grew up in coastal cities are generally half sailors and swimming experts. Fulan was very happy that he didn't forget the rhythm of swimming. It was half dark, and the strong wind blew away the gauze like clouds in the blue night sky, revealing the fuzzy stars. Looking from the sea, the brightly lit Fedu is like a gem with a flame, which is very tempting to Fulan. It took him a long time to resist the idea of not caring about anything and returning to the city and the broken house. With this horrible appearance, even the city gate is not allowed to enter. "Where should I go?" Fulan thought, when he was in the waterway, he was eager to escape. Now he is free, but he found that he was homeless. "I have to find a way to integrate into the society, otherwise, hide in the sewer like a rat, don't talk about revenge, even survival is a problem." the hesitation of mind makes Fulan lonely and impatient, and he dived into the sea with cold water to calm his mind. "Think, please think, people can use thinking to solve problems, not like beasts who only rely on instinct." Fulan thought. I don't know how long later, it was completely dark. William, the name jumped out of my memory. Since it's supernatural forces that have changed the body, then, looking for people who master supernatural forces may be able to find a way to restore. The location of the port is easy to identify. The faint light of the dock on the night shift indicates the direction like a lighthouse under the night. First go to the dock, and then swim nine miles to the left. The master lives on the island there. It's such a hope that Fulan is full of momentum. He is slapping waves and careful to avoid the ships on the night voyage. When passing the dock, he saw a large number of goods piled up in the port, and the workers of unloading talked about it "There must be some disaster to happen. The post road leading to the city has been trapped in the ground for more than ten miles." "That road has been blocked by the Paladin, and the elders of the church just won't stop." "The truck of the silk shop in Xicheng also fell in, and a good cloth was destroyed. The silk boss lost his blood." "Ha ha, you didn't see the boss's expression. You look like a virgin who has been insulted by dozens of big men." This vulgar description immediately caused a burst of laughter, but soon there were sophisticated workers who worried, "I hope it doesn't affect tomorrow's work, no one carries goods, no one pays." His words made everyone silent, and the group of people gathered together to talk and laugh soon dispersed. Everyone was thinking about the remaining money in their pocket, whether they could survive the expected recession. Fulan stayed under the wooden platform extending out of the sea for a long time, until then, he felt that he had really returned to the world. The fragrance from several bistros in the port made Fulan sniffle a few times. Now it is estimated that it is ten o'clock in the evening. Dock workers usually eat another night to make up for the physical strength consumed by high-intensity work. The smell of hot meals, such as the legendary mermaid who used songs to confuse sailors, tempts Fulan's sudden hunger and extraordinary appetite. He hesitated and decided to take some risks. The nearest pub to the coast was targeted. Fulan saw that there was no one on the road, and he rushed out of the shelter. His massive body was like a giant leopard, agile, and there was no sound on the ground. It has to be said that the body can remove the ugliness, and the strength and flexibility contained in the muscle will make every fighter who exercises his body and martial arts envy deeply. The kitchen of the Bistro is generally built in the back room, bending over and squeezing in from the narrow gap between houses where garbage is piled. The house on the dock can't afford glass windows. Generally, square holes are left on the wall of half brick and half wood, and two small doors are made of wood strips, and a small bolt is installed on the side close to the inside. The lampblack in the kitchen let the wood window open, and the gray smoke in the white kept coming out. Fulan carefully looked inside. At the same time, the boss of the restaurant, who was a part-time chef and waiter, was carrying out a plate of fried fish. On the stove, there was a delicious fish and potato mash sauce, and there were several dishes of noodles on the table just poured with olive oil. The only one that can be eaten immediately is a few pieces of smoked intestines. Fulan silently said that he was sorry and stretched his arms and grabbed the smoked intestines. The taste of the intestines made the taste buds of the tongue tremble with excitement, and the strange keen sense of hearing noticed that the boss was coming back. He hurriedly swallowed the rest of the food and returned to the sea along the original road. After a while, the boss of the pub shouted rude words and rushed out, looked at the alley between the houses carefully for a long time, and finally said angrily, "you bastard, don't let me catch you. You don't use your hands to steal." "Later, I'll make it up to you more." Fulan listened to the boss's filthy words, dived, and his strong lung capacity made him swim a whole mile under the water before he came to the surface. Nine sea mile night swimming, for an energetic body, is almost the same as walking on the mall after a meal. It didn't take an hour, and the master's Coral Island is in front of us. "I hope Mr. William is at home." Fulan is nervous again, in case the master is also helpless? Excited and anxious, he didn't control the strength of the door. He was devastated by the sea wind and never enjoyed the maintenance of the gate. He broke away from the shackles of the frame and nails, flew directly into the living room on the first floor, and ran into the small wooden stairs, which immediately led to the accumulation of dust dance and noise. "Damn it, I almost dropped the fire crystal into the heater. Who dares to disturb a wizard to carry out the alchemy experiment." William's irascible voice came from the third floor, and immediately, his irascibility turned to curiosity, "alien creatures? No, maybe a fellow devil's servant." It is obvious that the mage has a monitoring device on the first floor. He was surprised by the appearance of the visitors. The small stairs soon sent a "creaking" sound. The mage rushed down, "are you old burry or Klein's servant? Damn it, the humanoid intelligent servant. Have the summoners made a breakthrough?" "Mr. William, I haven't seen you for a long time, so I should explain it in detail..." before Fulan's words were finished, he made the master frown and put on an alert look, "unexpectedly, who is your master, and you want to borrow magic materials from me?" "You misunderstood..." "Oh, use the honorific title of" you "again. Those colleagues who only know how to experiment and squander but don't know how to save, only when the magic materials are exhausted, they will grovel around to please you, and tell your master that William is not a bigwig." It seems that the magicians in the arcane world don't believe in the purpose of borrowing and returning. Looking at William's gesture of asking to leave, Fulan had to make a long story short, "I'm Follain Friel." William's body was stiff for a while, and his face was more alert. It was different from the previous friendly teasing. It was a total accumulation of anger, "who are you? My poor friend was killed. Are you a member of the murderer?" The incantation of arcane began to ring, and the sewing monster said calmly, "did you forget the rats, the herbal medicine and the mosquito repellent? I am really Fulan, and I can answer anything that only the two of us know." The mage's cast stopped, and joy and doubt alternate on his face. It's cloudy and sunny. "If you're not the enemy, stand still." the mage's fingers moved slightly, and scattered fine sand like powder, "mind reading." he shouted. Fulan felt a huge power flowing into his mind, and his consciousness became blank in an instant. I don't know how long later, he slowly woke up and found himself lying on the bed on the second floor. William's bed is very short, and can only accommodate half of the body. As a result, Fulan just sat up, and his center of gravity was unstable, even the human bed overturned on the ground. The mage sat at the oak table not far away, looking at Fulan, sighing sadly, "poor Fleur, I just read your memory, and I am infuriated by the sad experience. It's hard to imagine that there will be such ugly and despicable activities in the world. I used magic in the first court to interrogate dozens of prisoners, but their crimes are not as good as the one percent that was imposed on you." "Can you let me recover?" Fulan smiled bitterly The master pondered, "just now I've done a test. Your body is very exclusive of the arcane method. On the contrary, it is full of magical energy. Maybe in your memory, the holy thing called the eternal ark has changed the structure of the body. It's a good thing, at least it makes the body exceptionally strong, and it's also a bad thing. I can't use the disguise magic to change your appearance." "Even you have nothing to do?" "Let me think about it again." William said, "as you know, I'm studying Druid transfiguration. Maybe it can work. For a few months, you stay first and wait patiently for a few months."