"Can you say that Youzi Yin is the descendant of the ancient god?"

Qi Xiang's thoughts were flying, and she was full of thoughts.

In ancient times, there were all kinds of treasures in heaven and earth. Back then, Lei Zhenzi ate two fairy apricots and grew a pair of wind and thunder fairy wings behind him.

Nezha, the incarnation of lotus root, three heads and six arms. The lotus root is naturally not an ordinary lotus root, but is probably a fairy medicine.

It is possible that the ancestors of Youziyin had accidentally eaten some treasure. Moreover, this treasure can be passed down through bloodlines, hidden in the genes of future generations.

Just so happened that the Wanderer Song inspired this hidden gene and the so-called ancestor rebirth phenomenon appeared...

"ah!"

While Qi Xiang was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the wanderer chanting and saying, "...box, that box."

"What box?"

Qi Xiang was stunned, then a flash of inspiration flashed and said in a deep voice: "I can't pinch the real or fake box, there is a copper-green box on the surface?"

"Yes, yes, that box."

Youziyin nodded quickly and fell into memories: "That day, I jumped into the ship with a few items, including the box. After I was injured and vomited blood by the villain named A Biao, I seemed to feel that the box seemed to be hot and very hot..."

"Even in the water, it's like holding a pot of charcoal."

Youziyin was shocked and suspicious: "At that time, I thought it was just my own illusion, but now I think about it, it seems that it is not..."

"Box!"

Qi Xiang pondered, and was a little surprised. At that time, he felt that something was wrong with the box. However, before he could even take a closer look, the burly man appeared.

Needless to say more, escaping is important, and you don’t care about anything else.

In this way, greed is still beneficial.

Qi Xiang glanced at the wanderer and said, "It's right to die for money, but there is also an old saying: Wealth and honor are in danger."

If You Ziyin had not escaped with her object on that day, there would probably be no chance to follow up...

"Tsk, things in the world are really unpredictable!"

Qi Xiang shook her head slightly and asked, "Where is the box?"

“…It’s gone into the lake.”

The Youzi Yin said anxiously: "You know the situation at that time. I was panicked and anxious, thinking that I was dead, so I didn't care about so much."

"Um."

Qi Xiang nodded slightly, suddenly changed her mind and asked, "Do you want to take revenge?"

"What?"

The wandering son was stunned, a little confused.

"That murderer forced you so badly that day. Don't you want to take revenge?" Qi Xiang said slowly: "It's not good to feel that life and death are hanging on the line. Can you forget it?"

If you don’t mention it, then when you mention Wan Ziyin, you will feel a fire burning in your chest. He gritted his teeth and said indignantly: “Of course you can’t forget it, but…”

"I don't understand. You are so powerful, why that day..."

Youziyin suddenly fell silent, with a strange expression, and seemed a little angry.

Qi Xiang thought about it for a moment and understood what he meant, and then explained: "That day, it was not that I didn't want to take action, but that I couldn't take action. Didn't you notice that my physical condition was not very good at that time."

"Tell you the truth. I was beaten to death with someone before, but I was seriously injured and I couldn't show my strength. Otherwise, do you think I'm willing to be bullied?"

Qi Xiang said in a cold voice: "Now, after recuperation for a while, my injury has finally healed. If I were to see the person on that day again, I would definitely slap him to death."

"So that's how it is."

The wandering son chanted and did not doubt it. After all, Qi Xiang was indeed the sick man before. His face was pale, weak, and he had no power to tie a chicken. He felt like he fell down as soon as he touched him...

After all, if he has the ability of Qi Xiang to be free, he will not bully others. Whoever dares to bully him will definitely teach him how to be a human being in every minute.

Thinking of this, the wanderer was heartbroken and his voice was awkward: "If... if I practiced that kind of three-headed and six-armed ones, would I be as powerful as you?"

“…It’s hard to say!”

Qi Xiang said frankly: "It depends on the person, the realm, and the strength. However, you really have to practice three-headed forearms. You can refer to Nezha. How powerful he is, you should not be much worse."

"Nezha!"

Youziyin's eyes were wide open. Even though he had not read many books, the name of the third prince Nezha was well-known to everyone. He must have known. Huntian Ling, Qiankun Circle, Fire Spike, and Hot Wheels had played a lot when he was young.

By the way, there are three heads and six arms...

Yun Ziyin suddenly remembered that in Journey to the West, when Nezha and Sun Wukong fought, they showed three heads and six arms. This transformation was very powerful, and almost beat Sun Wukong down.

Thinking of this, Youziyin immediately swallowed his throat, revealing his longing.

Seeing this, Qi Xiang smiled slightly. It was not that he was bewitching people's hearts, but that he had such a psychological journey, so he was very clear that even if he didn't mention it, Wan Zi Yin would take this path sooner or later.

Now he is adding fuel to the fire and inducing it, it is nothing more than to advance the time.

Suddenly, the wanderer chanted and stopped: "...Brother, I..."

"Let's go."

Qi Xiang smiled and stood up.

“Where to go?”

The Youzi Yin was stunned.

"Go back and find the box."

Qi Xiang left the private room and went to the counter to check out.

Youziyin hurriedly followed. Now he was in a state of excitement, ups and downs, and no longer had the shrewdness of the past. He just followed Qi Xiang foolishly and walked out of the restaurant.

At this time, the night was dark, the stars were lonely, and there was no moon.

The night wind is gentle and cool.

Qi Xiang summoned a car and told the driver directly the destination: "Lakeshore Pier..."

When the two got into the car, the Youzi Yin calmed down and couldn't help but whisper: "Brother, it's so late now. Dongting Lake is big and deep. Can you still find a box?"

"How can you know if you don't try it?" Qi Xiang said casually, her unfathomable look.

The wandering yin blinked her eyes and suddenly patted her head.

I almost forgot that the person in front of me is a legendary hermit. It may be a difficult thing for me. In his eyes, it may be easy and effortless.

When the wandering son chanted himself, he was also confused.

Confusion about life...

What happened in the past few days can be said to be a complete subversion of his three views. His previous concepts and deep-rooted thinking were completely shattered. It turns out that there are really gods and monsters in this world.

Moreover, it seems that I am also expected to be one of them...

For a moment, the wanderer's heart tides fluctuated. He was very turbulent and could not settle down. It took a long time before a voice pulled his thoughts back from the sky.

“…It’s here, go down.”

Qi Xiang paid and got off the bus directly.

At this time, there was also a brightly lit scene above the pier.

Relying on the mountains and eating water, Miluo is close to Dongting Lake, and smart businessmen. How could they miss this treasure pot? Naturally, they have to launch some lake tour projects. There are lake scenery during the day, and there are naturally different night scenes at night.

Only by not interrupting twenty-four hours can you make a fortune.

Therefore, even at night, the lakeside is bustling and lively, and some water restaurants are even the most lively during this period.

The noisy sound swept across the lake.

The two of them rented a small boat on the pier, paddled their own pulp, and slowly swam in the lake.

After a while, the boat was far away from the hustle and bustle of the city's edge and penetrated deep into the lake.

Suddenly, I could only hear the subtle sound of the lake waves, which made the wanderer chant quite uncomfortable. Especially in the middle of the lake, there was no light illumination.

The dark night sky was just a dim light on the boat, and it couldn't be illuminated far away.

No wonder in ancient times, there were very few boat trips at night, but instead chose to dock and rest. The main reason was that I could not grasp the direction at night, and if I was not careful, it would be the end of the boat being destroyed and the people being killed.

Of course, Qi Xiang has no worries about this. His eyes are within a kilometer range and everything is clearly visible. In addition, there are some reference objects as marks, so there is definitely no need to worry about losing direction.

Besides, when he arrived here, Qi Xiang didn't need to have any more worries. At this time, he held the slurry in his hands and slashed gently. The seemingly gentle movement contained strange power.

In an instant, the boat flew up and shuttled through the arrows.

The small ship was actually whistling and running on the water like a high-speed train.

Caught out of control, Youziyin couldn't help but exclaim, and then hugged a corner of the cabin with both hands. He was afraid and did not dare to open his eyes.

However, the night wind was passing by and hit him, making him clearly realize how fast the ship was.

In fact, it can be faster, but considering the strength of the ship, Qi Xiang has relaxed a little. Although it has not reached its limit, the adjective of riding the wind and waves is very appropriate.

In the end, Qi Xiang no longer needed to paddle. The inertia of the lake waves directly carried the boat forward quickly.
To be continued...