The aroma of roasted lamb gradually filled the room along the wind.

Matcha shook his sleeves and turned around, and walked past Chami with his head held high.

"Let's go, it's time to eat!"

Today's roasted whole lamb is delicious for sailors.

With fine wine to cheer up, except for the sailors on duty, they were all drunk and drunk on the deck, snoring loudly.

Feng Chenglin cut a piece of mutton with a dagger, picked it up and put it on the stove and roasted it. After the oil from "Ziz" was exposed, he handed it to Ling Luoyu.

"San Young Master, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse tonight, and we are having a rare leisure time. This is a rare place to admire the moon and the stars...."

Ling Luoyu sat cross-legged on the deck, leaning against the edge of the ship's side, and his eyes looked at the moon in the sky with a gloomy look.

"The moon tonight... is very round!"

Feng Chenglin understood something, sat down with his head down, and cut the mutton with a dagger. For a moment, but not a moment, his expression was a little depressed.

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes: "I can't remember how long we have been out..."

"Yes!" Feng Chenglin suddenly smiled bitterly: "I can't remember what my daughter looks like..."

After so many years, my daughter probably has grown up!

And what about him?

"San Young Master, I'm not a good father..."

"Fatty..."

"I have no other intention!" Feng Chenglin suddenly realized that under such circumstances, Feng Chenglin felt more guilty than her, and quickly changed the topic with a smile: "By the way, these days, I have become familiar with those sailors and found an interesting phenomenon!"

"What?" Ling Luoyu responded absent-mindedly.

"Do you know why some of them have patterns on their faces, while others don't?"

Ling Luoyu: "…"

She knew about this a few days ago.

"That's because the pattern is a totem for the mermaids and a symbol of imperial power! In other words, only those royal families, nobles with status, are qualified to tattoo patterns on their faces..."

With a slight lateral look, she looked into the distance calmly.

"You told me about this a few days ago, why, how long have you been drinking these two days, and you have forgotten?"

"Of course not!" Feng Chenglin moved to her side, leaned over and whispered in a low voice: "What I want to say is the origin of these patterns!"

"...I remember you said it was because of their ancestors?"

"Yes! But do you know who their ancestors are?"

"Who?"

"It's the cave we discovered...the caveman..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

cave?!

Her eyes lit up instantly.

"Is it the cave we entered near Puppet Mountain?"

"That's that!"

“…Are you sure?”

"Not sure, but nine out of ten!"

Feng Chenglin glanced around and told her what he heard.

"These are all said by the sailors. As for the true or false... I'm not sure. After all, some people talk about the mountains after drinking, but they don't know whether it's true or false! They just said that the ancestors of the mermaids lived underground and made a living by the underground river near the water... But they are not the real owners of the dungeon!"

Ling Luoyu frowned: "It's not the dungeon...the real master?!"

"What do you say about the ancestors of the Mermaids? According to the clan, their ancestors were the capable generals of the lord of the dungeon. Later, after the incident occurred in the dungeon, they retreated to the ground to live..."
Chapter completed!