Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Hearing that his eldest sister was going to go back to her parents' house soon, Yang Xiaoxiao's heart eased a little. In today's world, it is safer at sea than on shore.

"Wuwazi! Dad let you go."

Hearing this from the second brother in the canopy, Young Child hurriedly responded, slumped down and washed his hands in the water, then stood up and walked towards the canopy.

The canopy is not big, and Young Child Yang just doesn't need to bend down when he walks in.

"Come on! Wuwazi, toast!" Yang Xiaoxiao's father, Chi Baishui, pulled him over and stuffed a glass of wine into his hand.

Although Young Child did not drink, but looking at the old people who were looking at him in front of him, he still raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

But this wine is very strange, full of fishy smell, people can't help but want to vomit.

Seeing the look on Young Child's face, the others burst into laughter.

"How about it, Wuwazi, you're not used to drinking it? This is white fish wine. It's a good thing. It can also cure diseases if you drink it! You'll get used to it after drinking it." I took a photo, followed by laughing together.

"Fish... fish wine? Fish can make wine too?" As a cook, Young Child Yang had never seen such a thing before.

"It's so fresh to say that, of course fish can also make wine, come and come!" Chi Baishui pulled him into the table.

After drinking the three dishes and eating the five flavors, we started talking about business. The drunk Chi Baishui took a sip of wine and said, "Wuwazi, since you're back, I'll go to the Dragon King Temple tomorrow morning to re-enter the Dragon House. I'll buy you another boat, and then go fishing and live with your daughter-in-law."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, buying a boat? fishing? live? These are not in his consideration.

Seeing Yang Xiaozi like this, Chi Baishui's face sank, "What? Are you going to leave? Then what are you doing here?"

Hearing that his father, who he hadn't seen for a long time, seemed to be angry, Yang Xiaoxian was a little panicked. "Dad, no, really not."

"Okay, that's it, let's go out."

Seeing her husband walking out of the boat with a bewildered face, Zhao Xiumei, who was shelling the crab, hurriedly stood up and ran over.

"Master, what's the matter? Isn't it a feast? Why do you look like this?"

Yang Xiaoxiao looked at her in a daze, "Xiumei, my father told me not to leave and stay here, what do you think?"

Zhao Xiumei turned around and looked at the wooden boats with swaying oil lamps on the sea in the distance, as well as the families on that boat. "Marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog, I can do it, I... see you."

Hearing what the other party said, Young Child Yang didn't say anything in the end, just sat back on the bow and followed his brothers and sisters to dinner.

After eating the water mat, Young Child, who was lying on the net, tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. On the one hand, it is a new family member, and on the other hand, it saves the brothers and sisters who shared life and death along the way.

Of course he wants to have both, but this is probably a difficult thing to do, and it seems that he can only choose one side.

In this drowsy state, Young Child Yang fell asleep, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw his own mother looking at him tenderly, with an expression as if he was afraid that he would run away again.

Young child Yang suddenly felt a hint of warmth in his heart. This kind of feeling of being worried by his family has really never happened before.

"Wuwazi, are you awake? I'll take you to the Dragon King Temple, your father is waiting for you." Hearing this, Yang Xiaozi nodded, stood up and helped his mother go down the stairs to the outside of the cabin.

No matter whether I stay or go back next, I still have to enter this ancestral hall. After all, I am a member of this family.

Going forward along the boats, Yang Xiaoxiao brought his mother to the group of wooden buildings located on the sea. The high and low paths were not easy to walk, and it was easy to kick other people's debris from time to time.

However, the attitude of the people who live here is quite good, and they all cast goodwill at Yang Xiaozi.

During the period, Yang Xiaoxiao wanted to ask his mother if he wanted to let his family follow him to Niuxin Village. The days there were obviously much better than the days of fishing at sea.

Not enough. Obviously, he forgot that his mother was deaf, and after talking for a long time, there was no feedback.

"Forget it, wait until I enter the ancestral record, and I will talk to my father later.

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After walking along the path for a while, a temple with a very wide eaves appeared in front of them. The wide eaves blocked all the light, making Yang Xiaozi look a little depressed.

"Go, don't make your father wait for a long time, his temper is not very good." Yang Xiaoxiao's mother took Yang Xiaoxiao and walked inside.

After walking in, Young Child Yang looked at a huge painting in the distance with a shocked expression. This dark-colored giant painting is particularly mysterious under the white smoke of the incense.

"Mother, what is that?" Young child Yang's finger was about to be raised when his mother pressed it down.

"Don't point fingers, it's disrespectful to Lord Long.

"Lord Dragon? But isn't this a black snake?" In the painting in the distance, a black giant without pupils was entrenched and nestled in it.

"Hey, our Dragon King looks like this, hurry up and serve the incense. In the past, the Dragon King used to be good and sometimes ineffective, but now the Dragon King can be effective!"

Under the urging of his own mother, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Yang Xiaoxiao solemnly offered incense to the Dragon King in this painting, and also paid three bows and nine kowtows to the Dragon King very seriously.

Just as Young Child was kowtowing, a group of people came out, including Chi Baishui and the old people who ate in the boat awning last night.

It's just that they wore a robe today, with brown on top, skirts on the bottom, and a coat, which looked very solemn.

Yang Xiaoxiao took a serious look and found that the robes on their bodies were all fish scales, which seemed to be made of fish skin.

Just when Young Child Yang wondered if he was part of Longhu, he saw an old man with a white beard step forward, took out a roll of bamboo slips and read to the portrait.

Young child Yang didn't understand the other party's words at all. His words had a serious accent, and the cadence sounded like singing.

However, there is one name that has been repeated so many times, but Young Child Yang managed to identify some of them.

"Kneeling~~" Hearing this, Young Child immediately knelt down to the giant painting again.

When he was over again with three bows and nine kowtows, Young Child Yang saw those old men in fish-skin robes surrounding him, looking at him dignifiedly.

Before Young Child could understand what was going on, Chi Baishui came over and took off Young Child Yang's clothes.

Immediately afterwards, the fishbone with the ink fell on Young Child Yang, causing him to feel the pain as if it were piercing his heart.

Subconsciously, he wanted to stand up, but found that he couldn't move. There was more than ink in the fishbone.

Child Yang just knelt down like this, squinting at the nervous parents, while enduring the fish scale tattoos left on his body by those fish bones, like the other dan people.

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