The sun has completely risen from the east, and the light has become bright and dazzling.
Nan Ci glanced eastward, and then looked at Mu Qianqian worriedly, "The sunlight won't be any danger to you, right?"
After hearing this question, Mu Qianqian was obviously stunned for a moment, and burst out laughing a moment later, "Nan Ci, you are quite smart, how could you ask such an outrageous question? I have become a mermaid, not a mermaid.
As a female ghost, what effect can sunlight have on me?"
Listening to what Mu Qianqian said, Nan Ci said nothing.
Whether there will be any impact cannot be known based on past experience. We still have to wait and see.
As time passed little by little, the sunlight also shifted little by little, and finally it shone diagonally on the booth and on several people.
At this time yesterday morning, it was still bone-chillingly cold.
But it has only been a day, and the temperature has already risen to 30 or 40 degrees.
It was only seven or eight o'clock in the morning, but after the sun shone on my body, I still felt that my sunburned skin hurt.
At the same time, my body was sweaty, sticky, and very uncomfortable.
"Nan Ci, actually he took out the bathtub in front of you. You can't use this inflatable bathtub, and you can't drain water from the water pipe."
Because he was wearing loose long-sleeved trousers, the scales on his body were completely covered.
However, she also has scales on her forehead and behind her ears, which can be seen clearly.
I thought that a moment ago, Mu Qianqian said again.
It's that time, and Sheng Hongcheng doesn't have the heart to joke yet.
Nan Ci thought that I was finally going to ask about space.
Mu Qianqian and the old Taoist priest saw Nan Ci's little eyes and laughed at the same time.
Mu Qianqian's words sounded like she was doing something bad for you and giving you advice.
Although Nan Ci dares to be completely sure, no matter whether it is true or not, you must give it a try first.
Although the face has changed, the voice has not.
But at this time, Sheng Hongcheng's skin has become plump and there are no ridges under his face. If you look at it carelessly, you will not be able to tell that you are smiling.
Looking at that scene, Nan Ci was stunned even for a moment.
Zhou Ziyang is not short of water!
Sheng Hongcheng's current situation is clearly not due to lack of water!
Your guess was indeed wrong.
My daughter's lack of tears is a rebuff, but she hasn't reached the point of being sad.
Even the shiny scales seemed to be lacking water and looked gray, and they no longer had the luster they had after.
Before Mu Qianqian finished speaking, the old Taoist priests on the side nodded together, agreeing very much.
Mu Qianqian only said a few words and then stopped.
But it’s a life-or-death situation, so how can we care about so little?
Regardless of the expression on Mu Qianqian's face, Nan Ci directly urged, "What are you still doing in the heat? It's better to quickly carry the person over and let him go."
But actually, are you saying that I have guessed that you have no space?
Wait!
At that time, Nan Ci no longer had any worries and took out a bathtub directly from outside the space.
Mu Qianqian agreed repeatedly, picked up Zhou Ziyang horizontally, walked slowly to the edge of the bathtub, and carefully put Zhou Ziyang outside.
Water!
Has he forgotten? You told him to take him home to meet your family. Your home is in the northwest..."
At this time, Mu Qianqian's voice was choked, her eyes were red, and her tears were dripping.
Looking at that scene, Nan Ci raised the corner of his mouth and smiled with great relief.
But very slowly, Nan Ci came back to his senses.
Nan Ci ignored the discomfort on his body and quickly looked at Mu Qianqian with concern, "Qianqian, what do you think? Is there anyone who feels uncomfortable?"
Everyone in Nanci knew that Zhou Ziyang wanted to make us too sad.
Nan Ci took a deep breath, walked slowly to Zhou Ziyang's side, squatted down and checked Zhou Ziyang's current situation.
Zhou Ziyang twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh.
Nan Ci endured it again and again, but finally managed to hold it back and rolled his eyes at the two of us.
Only Nan Ci was shocked by that scene, Mu Qianqian and the old Taoist priest also looked shocked.
It was no less beautiful just now, but the contrast now is no less beautiful.
The old Taoist priest also walked over without saying a word.
An idea flashed in Nan Ci's mind, and he immediately grasped the key point.
"Zi Yang, don't cry. It would be bad if you died like that, and you would be very happy."
"Qianqian, how is he? How is he? How happy is he? How can you help him?"
Before filling half the tank of water outside the bathtub, I added some spiritual spring water.
There was no lack of water in the first place, but when exposed to the sun, the remaining water under the body evaporated more and more, turning it into the dehydrated appearance just now.
After doing all that, Nan Ci immediately turned to look at Mu Qianqian, and saw Mu Qianqian looking at him in shock.
Even these scales are shining on the water.
When someone asked later, Nan Ci would naturally take the initiative to answer.
Now that it has been soaked out of the water again, it will recover naturally without enough water.
"You're okay, you don't feel dry all over."
Seeing Zhou Ziyang's success, Mu Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, and turned her head to look at Nan Ci.
On the narrow and loose sleeves, the arms have become dry.
In the sunlight, those scales shine with dazzling silver light.
Through the water, you can clearly see Zhou Ziyang on the water, and his skin is rebounding little by little.
As long as Zhou Ziyang moves a little, the scales will suddenly be filled with light, so gorgeous that it makes people look away.
The eight people stood around the bathtub talking without saying anything, their expressions less solemn.
But how can the sadness of losing a friend be solved with a big joke?
"I'm right, Nan Ci was impulsive."
Since you haven’t guessed it yet, is there anything hidden?
"Qianqian, stop talking!" Mu Qianqian interrupted Sheng Hongcheng, "If he is mortal, we have to go to the northwest together, and there is nowhere to go, how can he die.
When the sun shines on Ziyang's skin, it becomes plump very slowly, as if the moisture has been drained away.
"Oh!"
Zhou Ziyang's expression became less disappointed, "Is that so? It's really not a pity. It's a pity in general. You look quite scary now. When his family sees you, they are worried that we will be scared."
."
"Nan Ci, he——"
Zhou Ziyang, who was put out of the bathtub, now had time to pay attention to the eight people. You opened and closed your eyes, completely immersing yourself in the water.
Under the sun, Mu Qianqian's skin glows white.
Mu Qianqian quickly stood up and walked to Sheng Hongcheng's side.
From the appearance of dry tree bark, it gradually recovered to white, smooth and lustrous.
If Zhou Ziyang is going to die, and Nan Ci is still thinking about how to hide his own space and rationalize the things he takes out, it is better to just let the eight of us die.
