Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 683 The Chen Tai who came by fish
Hearing this, Zhou Guangde staggered and almost fell, but fortunately he stabilized himself in the end.

"What? People?"

Zhou Guangde looked up at Zhou Youwang panting.

Obviously, the knife just now had consumed a lot of his energy and blood.

"See for yourself."

Zhou Youwang pointed to the belly of the blue dragon fish.

Zhou Guangde looked in the direction of Zhou Youwang's finger after hearing the words, and saw a young man in rags, holding the blue dragon fish tightly with his hands and feet open.

"Dead or alive?"

Zhou Guangde stood up holding the knife, and approached slowly with a puzzled expression.

"I'll take a look."

Zhou Youwang stepped forward when he heard the words, ready to reach out to check the man's breath.

But before he stretched out his hand, the young man suddenly rolled down from the blue dragon fish's belly, and with a "bang" his head hit the hard ship plank.

Even the father and son on the side trembled when they heard this sound, their shoulders shrank, and they took a step back subconsciously.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts...it hurts to death..."

Under the astonished gazes of the father and son, the young man suddenly sat up in the cabin, touched the swollen bump on his forehead, and grinned in pain.

"You, you, are you a human or a ghost?"

Zhou Youwang took a step back in fright, and asked in a trembling voice.

"I?"

The young man raised his head upon hearing this, and looked at the two people in front of him blankly.

"Huh? Who are you?"

He looked surprised as if he had just discovered the father and son in front of him.

Although the young man's words didn't match up, but fortunately, Zhou Guangde and his son could at least confirm that he was not a demon, let alone a ghost, and the two of them felt a lot more at ease.

"We are fishermen fishing in the North Sea, why are you on the belly of this blue dragon fish?"

Zhou Youwang took a step forward and knelt down, looked at the young man in front of him and asked.

"A fisherman?"

Hearing this, the young man's expression changed, he stood up abruptly, turned his head and looked back, just in time to see the dart stuck on the back of the blue dragon fish, and immediately said with a mournful face:

"Brother Xiaolan, I'm the one who killed you...it's all because I overslept."

"Little brother, did you smash your head?"

Zhou Guangde looked at the mournful young man in front of him with an inexplicable expression, completely unable to understand what he was talking about.

"Forget it, this is probably fate."

The young man shook his head regretfully and sighed.

Then he turned his head to look at Zhou Guangde and Zhou Youwang in front of him, and asked politely:

"My name is Mrs. Chen, this old man and this elder brother, I don't know how to call you two?"

"Mrs. Chen?"

The father and son looked at each other the same way after hearing the name, and then shook their heads at each other.

However, Zhou Youwang immediately cupped his hands at Chen Tai'a, and replied very frankly:

"My name is Zhou Youwang, and this is my father Zhou Guangde."

These guys who only know fishing at sea on weekdays don't have any twists and turns, especially the young people on the opposite side are calling each other uncle and big brother, which is very pleasant to their ears.

"Dare to ask this brother Youwang, what month and day is it today? Where is this place?"

Chen Tai'a glanced at the surrounding sea, and then continued to ask.

"Today is the third day of October. This is the deep sea of ​​the North Sea, and a hundred miles further is the Inner Sea. We are fishermen from Tonglu Town, Wuyang City nearby."

Zhou Youwang still answered very simply.

"It's only in Shengzhou, I thought I was in Kunlun..."

Hearing this, Chen Tai'a muttered inwardly with some regret.

"Brother Tai Ah, why are you lying on the belly of this blue dragon fish?"

Zhou Youwang asked curiously, while Zhou Guangde on the side clenched the hunting knife in his hand secretly vigilantly.

"Ah, I'm going to attend the Kunlun Mountain and Sea Fair."

Chen Tai'a lowered his head and replied while shaking off the pieces of seaweed wrapped around his body.

"To go to Shanhaihui, you should take the sea boat of Xianmeng. Why did you come here alone?"

Zhou Guangde squinted his eyes and asked, his hand holding the knife tightened even more.

"Haha... I offended a lot of people from the Immortal League, so I couldn't board the boat."

Mrs. Chen smiled foolishly, touched the back of her head and said.

Hearing what he said, not only Zhou Guangde but also Zhou Youwang looked at him with vigilance.

"You can't get on the boat, so how did you get here?"

Zhou Guangde continued to ask.

"Originally, I planned to swim from Changzhou to Kunlun, but after swimming for a while, I found that I was too tired. Just at this time, a blue dragon fish passed by me, so I tied it and let it swim along this path. The North Sea flows down to Kunlun.

"However, I was really bored at the bottom of the water, so I had to sleep. I thought I would arrive at Kunlun when I woke up, but I didn't expect this blue dragon fish to be killed by you before I arrived at Kunlun."

Chen Tai'a is vivid and authentic.

He spoke very easily, but Zhou Guangde and his son listened and looked at each other in dismay, but judging from Chen Tai's expression, it didn't look like he was lying.

"Dare to ask this little Tai Ah brother, are you a big monk?"

After a moment of silence, Zhou Youwang suddenly asked tentatively.

To be able to hold the blue dragon fish underwater for so many days, in his opinion, only the rumored great monk can do it.

"Forget it, let it be."

Chen Tai'a stroked her chin and replied.

Hearing this, Zhou Youwang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"They say that powerful monks can fly through the clouds, you..."

He immediately asked excitedly, but only halfway through his words, he was deeply interrupted by Zhou Guangde pulling back.

"father?"

Zhou Youwang looked at Zhou Guangde in puzzlement.

"Is the big monk something we can provoke?"

Zhou Guangde glared at Zhou Youwang bitterly.

"Brother Youwang, is that what you said?"

Zhou Guangde had just finished speaking when he saw Mrs. Chen who was still standing in the middle of the cabin just now, her figure was already suspended in mid-air.

"That's right, that's right!"

Zhou Youwang nodded vigorously.

Zhou Guangde on the side watched and sighed.

My own son has always been very interested in Xunxian Dao, but his aptitude is too poor to be accepted by those aristocratic families and schools. The craftsmanship, the heart can be regarded as a little back.

Maybe it's because Chen Tai'a and Zhou Youwang didn't have much scheming in talking and doing things, so they hit it off very well.When Chen Tai'a chatted about the interesting things he encountered along the way, even Zhou Guangde came over with relish.

The more the three chatted, the more speculative they became. Zhou Youwang was very curious about the world of cultivators, while Chen Tai'a had no taboos to answer all questions, without the mysterious attitude of some cultivators at all.

I don't know if it's because of the Yaofeng bloodline, but he has a very comfortable affinity and contagion, as long as you talk to him, you can't help but feel brighter.

Before they knew it, the three of them had chatted at the dinner table.

(End of this chapter)