Author: Shui Qianche

Spirit ship.

Mi August walked out of the bathroom door and heard the room bell ringing, indicating that someone was knocking at the door to visit.

When she walked towards the door, she saw the moon sword placed on the table.

I was in a trance, and then I remembered that there were so many things going on these days, I even forgot the agreement I made with Tu Yaning to return the sword the next day.

Taking the hanging moon sword, Mi August opened the door.

"Maybe someone is just at the moment of inspiration, and if they are interrupted, they still blame us for interrupting..."

Halfway through Sun Yaole's words, Jiang Shou heard the sound and looked over, "August!"

Mi August said: "Sorry, I was really lost in inspiration and didn't hear anything."

Sun Yaole's expression twisted.

Jiang Shou said: "Ah? You haven't come out for so many days. I'm worried that something happened. So have we really disturbed you?"

"No." Mi August said, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Shou said: "In the past two days, the spirit ship has been approaching the boundary of the fog. It may encounter the legendary mirage of the fog at any time. It would be a pity to miss it."

The legendary mirage of mist?

Mi Ba8u imitated him and showed a bit of eagerness, "So we're here? Fortunately you came to call me, I returned the sword and left."

"Tu Yaning must be on the deck too, let's go there directly," Jiang Shou said.

Mi August: "Okay."

Several people hurried to the deck.

Sure enough, as Jiang Shou said, Tu Yaning was on the open deck.

The young man in blue outfit is also the most outstanding one among the Yunmo Continent team.

Mi August didn't know that she was also the most attractive person in the eyes of others as soon as she appeared.

Someone called her name, and Mi August walked directly towards Yunmo's team.

Tu Yaning had turned around to see her and stood there waiting for her to come over.

Mi August handed over the Hanging Moon Sword, "Sorry, something delayed me."

Tu Yaning shook his head to show that he didn't care.

Xie Lang next to him said: "What can be delayed on the spiritual boat?"

It was true that he did not return it on time as agreed, and Mi August didn't care about Xie Lang's level of performance.

Jiang Shou, who came with him, retorted: "August brings inspiration, are you envious?"

Xie Lang... Xie Lang is really envious.

"Wow------!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion all around.

"Look, look!"

"That's the Mirage of the Mist? It's so beautiful!"

The boys and girls ran to the edge of the deck and looked in one direction.

Mi August looked in the distance and saw clouds and mist rolling on the sea like the horizon in the distance, covering the entire horizon.

The spiritual master stationed on the ship suddenly said loudly: "Little guys, I advise you not to look around. This is a real king-level ghost story. If you accidentally fall into it, no one can save you."

As soon as the spiritual master finished speaking, a young man in the crowd screamed and fell to the ground.

The boys and girls around him fled in shock. When they saw the young man lying on the ground, his face was pale and his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying and was frightened to death!?

The waiter on the boat came over and felt his pulse to confirm that the boy was really dead.

When the spiritual master learned about it, he simply said in an understatement: "This kind of courage is not enough to enter Lingzhou. Let's deal with it."

Everyone saw the waiter throwing the young man's body directly into the sea.

Such a cruel scene suppressed the emotions of the excited young men and women.

They didn't understand why the young man on the ground was suddenly frightened to death, and why the spiritual master's attitude was so cold.

Those who had spiritual consciousness in the mortal continent were regarded as geniuses and extraordinary talents. However, in the words of the spiritual master on the ship, they were nothing more than objects.

"Grandpa said that there are countless forms of mist mirage. Before it actually appears, everyone sees it differently." Jiang Shou said in a low voice: "I don't know what the person in Yunmo saw."

Sun Yaole said: "No matter what he saw, the spiritual master is right. If you can be scared to death by what you see, such a timid person is destined to have no future."

After she finished speaking, she found that no one agreed with her, and her face became unhappy again.

As the spirit boat moved forward, everyone on board gradually felt the clouds and mist floating in the air, as silky as wadding, delicate and elusive.

Mi August opened his five fingers and watched the smoke passing through his fingertips, and smelled the faint smell of moist sea on the tip of his nose.

The surroundings were unusually quiet.

Mi August turned around and looked around, and found that everyone around him looked like they were lost.

Jiang Shou's expression was solemn and solemn, Sun Yaole's face was full of spring, Mi Liuyu's face was filled with tears, and Mu Yan's body was in convulsions and his breath was not smooth.

Not only them, but also the boys and girls elsewhere had their eyes widened and fell silently into dreams.

Mi August saw the spiritual masters gathered in front of him, and Suo Wuchang, who was wearing a white mask, was also inside.

Suo Wuchang happened to turn his head and look in her direction, and the two looked at each other. Mi August found that Suo Wuchang must have been surprised.

She walked towards him.

The group of spiritual masters discovered her movements.

The spiritual master who had testified about her fight with Tu Yaning before said with a smile: "My little friend is really different. This trip to Lingzhou will be like a fish leaping over the dragon gate and the sky is vast."

This is a sign of goodwill.

Mi August smiled and said: "I would like to borrow your kind words."

The spiritual master said: "I'm from Yinhuan Mansion. If you feel uncomfortable staying in Wuchang Hall someday, you can come to Yinhuan Mansion to have a look."

She got on the boat with Suo Wuchang, and the Yinhuan Mansion spiritual master took it for granted that the place she was going to Lingzhou was the Wuchang Palace.

Mi August nodded and accepted the olive branch without explaining his relationship with Suo Wuchang.

She walked up to Suo Wuchang, and Suo Wuchang asked, "What did you see?"

Mi August saw nothing, but she didn't know whether the answer was normal, so she just shook her head and let Suo Wuchang figure it out on her own.

Suo Wuchang really understood what she meant by shaking his head, and said: "The mirage of the mist is interdependent with blessings and misfortunes. As long as you carry it, it is a good thing to strengthen people's mental and spiritual senses. People who come from the mortal continent have less knowledge and pure spiritual senses.

The mirage I encountered was not strong either, so it was a rare opportunity."

The spiritual master of Yinhuan Mansion also said: "That's right, it's not like we can only use the spiritual shield to protect the body. We dare not inhale a trace of mirage. If we take one more look at the mirage, if we are not careful, we will sink into the mirage sea until we die."

I don’t know.”

He looked at Mi August and said with a smile: "I think my little friend is very human. Instead of using my treasure to protect my body, I might as well try this opportunity."

Mi August's face made a thoughtful expression at the right time, but her mind was actually turning. She did not deliberately use any treasure to protect her body, but she did not feel the mirage of the mist had any effect on her from the beginning to the end.

"Hey, Liuguang Que really caught a good seed now. The boy from Yunmo woke up first."

Mi August heard the words of a spiritual master and turned around to look back.

Tu Yaning knelt on one knee, holding the moon-hanging sword in his hand. Sure enough, he was awake, but he seemed to be unable to stand up for a while.

He raised his head and looked around, and stopped motionless when he saw Mi August.

Mi August nodded to him as a greeting and then looked towards the front of the spirit boat again.

The sea scenery that could have been seen was suddenly completely covered by thick fog.

"Silence!" The leading spiritual master shouted at this time.

Mi August felt that the spiritual masters around him, including Suo Wuchang, tensed up.

Phew~

It was as if someone breathed into her ear.

Mi August looked sideways.

Nothing at all.

Yet countless whispers came from far to near.

There are boys and girls, teenagers and girls, some are happy, some are sad, some are angry and some are resentful.

Countless voices gathered together, with no end to be found and no end to be heard.

A real muffled sound sounded nearby.

Mi August glanced down and saw Suo Wuchang's clenched fist hanging by his side with bulging veins, indicating that he was working very hard now.
To be continued...