Hearing Xiaotuanzi cry out in pain, Jun Buli moved over and moved his hand, looked at it carefully, and said distressedly: "It seems to be quite swollen, do you want to take another pill?"
"No need."
Xiaotuanzi shook his head and touched his cheek, "It seems better than before..."
He didn't dare to touch his face before. It was so red and swollen that it hurt when he touched it.
Fortunately, his mother prepared a lot of elixirs for him.
Xiaotuanzi put down his hand and looked at the top of his head thoughtfully: "The noise above stopped, I don't know what happened."
Jun Buli also raised his head and said a little uneasily: "Is it supposed to be okay?"
At this time, the ship began to tremble again.
On the walls around the cabin, strange pale golden lines appeared again, and the light continued to flow, as if resisting the pressure from the outside.
But even so, the ship was still struggling to hold up.
The hull, which was originally strong enough to withstand the wind and waves at sea, was now constantly creaking and shaking, and fine dust fell, making the two little guys look disgraced.
But now, no one can care about hygiene issues.
Xiaotuanzi pursed his lips, felt it carefully, and said in surprise: "The big ship has stopped!"
"What?"
"Listen carefully, the sound of water outside has disappeared, and we seem to have stopped in the middle of the river."
Because the cabin is closed, there are no doors or windows, and you can't see the outside scene.
Until now, the two little guys thought they were on the river and didn't know that the big boat had already entered the sea.
"Why did it stop suddenly? Was there an accident?" Jun Buli was puzzled.
"I don't know."
Xiaotuanzi shook his head, looked at the wall of the cabin, and touched his chin, "If I guessed correctly, these lines should be a protective measure to prevent the ship from being damaged. When we encountered wind and waves before,
, the ship was almost falling apart, but it was these lines that suddenly appeared that kept the ship going."
"I think so too." Jun Buli nodded, hesitated, and finally said it.
"Xiao Mo, I think these lines look familiar. I seem to have seen them somewhere..."
"Really? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Xiaotuanzi looked at him in surprise.
"Because I can't remember where I've seen it before." Jun Buli scratched his head in embarrassment, "It just feels familiar somehow. After looking at it for a long time, I seem to be able to draw it."
Draw it?
How to draw?
Xiaotuanzi looked confused.
"Just like this." Jun Buli saw that he didn't understand, so he stretched out his little hand and drew a pattern in the sky.
The next moment, a magical scene appeared!
His little hand obviously had no power, but after the pattern was completed, a faint purple light seemed to shine in the void, and a pale purple line floated in the air like a phantom.
Xiaotuanzi opened his eyes in disbelief, almost thinking he was hallucinating.
He couldn't help but reach out and touch it, but his little hand seemed to have penetrated a layer of air and couldn't touch anything.
The lavender pattern is like the moon in the water or flowers in the mist. When Xiaotuanzi reaches out and passes through it, there are circles of waves and the lines become blurred.
Xiaotuanzi quickly retracted his hand.
Soon, the pattern returned to stability, floating flickeringly.
"It's amazing, how did you do this?" Xiaotuanzi was amazed for a moment, and then waved his hand, as if to drive away smoke.