The fishy smell in the bookstore hadn't completely dissipated, and even in the second-floor room, you could still smell a hint of it. This wasn't something that could be solved by spraying a lot of air freshener.

Moreover, spraying too much air freshener made the smell even worse.

Fortunately, Xu Qinglang didn't mind it. As a cook, he had some resistance to this. Only someone like Lao Zhou, who was a doctor in his previous life, would have developed such an eccentricity.

Heh, pretentious.

He flipped through the ancient books beside him, with the air conditioning set to 23 degrees Celsius.

This year, he had collected them himself, and the others in the bookstore had also helped him collect them. In short, there was a large stock, mostly books on metaphysics.

Actually, Xu Qinglang didn't have much hope that he could find any valuable clues from them.

Because in the previous half-day, he had only found one "convex" character.

But he always had to find something to do, he couldn't be too idle. If he could find something, he would treat it as searching; if he couldn't find anything, he would treat it as reading to pass the time. Lao Zhou was annoyed by the fishy smell this time, and it would be really bad if he continued to apply face masks leisurely doing nothing.

In name, Zhou Ze wasn't his boss, but appearances were appearances. In reality… the leader of the bookstore was still Zhou Ze after all.

He rubbed his brow,

Took a sip of tea,

Xu Qinglang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He immediately covered his chest with one hand, and said in disbelief:

"What's wrong?"

This was a question,

Because other than when he had just sealed the Sea God,

It had been a long time since something similar had happened.

Everyone was at peace,

They all tacitly agreed to this situation,

When nothing was happening, they wouldn't deliberately disturb each other. Since they couldn't be separated, and they couldn't bear the cost of confronting each other, they would just pretend… that nothing had happened.

Xu Qinglang made a hand seal with one hand, and pointed it towards the cinnabar dish beside him. The cinnabar immediately began to brew, and then began to spread out on the desk, forming the image of a snake's head.

The snake's head was very lifelike, full of a sense of rhythm.

"Something wrong?"

Xu Qinglang asked.

"I… I'm fine."

"So you're just bored?"

Xu Qinglang smiled. In fact, every time he faced the Sea God's will, Xu Qinglang was very wary. This wasn't some ignorant and cute great demon, but an old schemer who knew how to take revenge, play with white gloves, and wash himself clean.

"Something is happening, to you guys."

Xu Qinglang was taken aback for a moment, and said, "How so?"

"Something's coming from the sea."

Xu Qinglang's eyes narrowed, but at the same time, he felt it was a bit absurd. Everyone had been the most familiar strangers for a long time, and suddenly the Sea God was so enthusiastic, it was a bit unaccustomed.

"Is it that fish?"

"I don't know."

"Then what's going on?"

"Something's coming from the sea."

"Are you a broken record?"

"Something's coming from the sea."

Xu Qinglang supported his chin and took a deep breath,

Said:

"Time, place, people!"

There had to be something substantial, right?

"There's an old turtle in the East Sea…"

"Old turtle?"

"Help me…"

"Help you?"

"Kill it!"

"So, all this was caused by that old turtle? That's not right, we don't even know that old turtle."

Xu Qinglang believed that although Boss Zhou was very lazy,

He didn't seem to have any friends in the sea.

In addition to Boss Zhou's consistent approach of being kind to others,

Xu Qinglang believed that if Boss Zhou had really made friends with a turtle demon in the sea, he would have asked him to make a dish with turtle meat as the main ingredient long ago.

"Its… human representative."

"Turtle's disciple?"

Xu Qinglang suddenly pointed to himself, and said, "Like me?"

"Within three years, I will transform into a *jiao* (flood dragon)."

"Congratulations, keep up the good work, then you have to review more and do some mock tests."

Ignoring Xu Qinglang's teasing,

The Sea God continued:

"Kill it, and I'll have two more percent of certainty!"

The sea was vast,

But the sea was only so big,

The amount of luck that a place could accommodate was limited.

Although there were no specific quotas allocated, for those who could truly break through that layer and form a new level of life, everything was predetermined.

It seemed,

That old turtle,

Was the Sea God's competitor,

Everyone was a demon,

Competing for that luck,

This was easy to understand.

There was an old turtle in the sea, and its human representative was coming to cause trouble for the bookstore. The Sea God was merciful and, based on the principle of good neighborliness, made a special long-distance call to inform them.

But Xu Qinglang wasn't that simple, nor was he that naive. There was obviously a dirty line in this.

Because that turtle just happened to be the Sea God's competitor, huh, was it really that coincidental?

The first four words that came to his mind,

Weren't "Thank you, Sea God,"

But:

Borrow a knife to kill a turtle!

"Actually, I really want to know, what role are you playing in this?"

"Role?"

"Yes, are you just watching from the sidelines?

Or are you going with the flow, adding a little fuel to the fire?

Or even,

Did you dig the hole and let that old turtle jump into it?"

"What's the difference?"

"I'm not sure if you know the true identity of our bookstore owner, but you should understand that he's not easy to mess with. He might really be salty and lazy, but if you really piss him off…"

"If you piss him off, then what?"

"Tong City is by the sea."

"Heh."

"Borrowing a knife to kill someone is indeed very fulfilling, but if the knife is too sharp, it can hurt your own hand. Oh right, you don't have hands…"

As Xu Qinglang spoke, he reached out his finger, dipped it in a little cinnabar,

And drew a horizontal line below the table, that is, below the Sea God's snake head,

"But you have a head."

"I am one with you. If I can transform into a *jiao*, you will also benefit."

"If I absorb you completely, my benefits will be even greater."

"What needs to be said, I have already said. He is coming, and has already made a move. It depends on you how you solve it."

Xu Qinglang closed his eyes and didn't answer.

The Sea God's cinnabar snake head was slowly dissipating,

Before dissipating,

It left another sentence,

Seemed like a warning,

Also like a piece of advice,

"For me… chop off… its… *******."

………………

The man in the down jacket sat on the ground, patted the mud under him, and said slightly dissatisfied:

"Brother, I'm thirsty."

The Deadpool raised his hand,

The land under the man in the down jacket's feet began to become muddy, and the moisture began to increase continuously, slowly forming a small piece of land similar to a paddy field when transplanting rice seedlings.

The lower half of the man in the down jacket was immersed in water, and a relieved expression appeared on his face.

Brothers met,

There wasn't much warmth,

But both sides seemed to be deliberately creating a somewhat harmonious atmosphere.

To the Deadpool, he seemed a little stiff;

Actually,

If a person always lives with a mask on,

Over time,

Not to say that others get used to it,

Even they themselves may not be able to tell which is the real self and which is the self wearing a mask;

Because as long as there is enough time, whether or not you wear a mask is really not important anymore.

The two brothers, one standing and one sitting,

The older brother's eyes were still calm, while the younger brother's eyes were indifferent,

Just like when they were children,

They would never show the closeness between brothers, but the distinction between the older brother and younger brother would still be maintained very seriously.

People often say, "Live off the mountain if you live near the mountain, live off the water if you live near the water."

Similarly,

People who live near the mountain are more likely to fall from the mountain, and people who live near the water are also prone to drowning.

When he was eighteen years old, the younger brother went out to sea to hunt whales with a boat and had an accident. Everyone on the boat was buried at the bottom of the sea.

After hearing the news, the older brother, who was a priest, silently left the church where he was and went out to sea. He began to look for his younger brother, and he searched for a long, long time;

Those things on the sea, known as gods, were actually transformed from various kinds of monsters. The older brother went to find them one by one, spent many years helping them fulfill their wishes, and making deals with them;

Because the older brother was sure that his younger brother's death wasn't so simple, and it wasn't completely accidental.

Finally,

He found him,

At the same time,

He also traded back his younger brother's soul from that person's hands,

His younger brother,

Was resurrected.

Just because he had been immersed in the seawater for too long, even if his younger brother returned, he didn't seem like a normal person anymore, but more like… a fish.

Back then, the older brother saved the younger brother, spending many years;

Now,

It was the younger brother saving the older brother,

Similarly,

He had also prepared for it for a long time.

However,

The Deadpool calmly said:

"What are you going to do…"

The man in the down jacket slowly stood up from the "paddy field,"

Said:

"Brother, just stand here. You don't need to do anything else, and you don't need to make any choices. You just need to… stand here."

The Deadpool shook his head, seemingly unwilling to answer.

"Brother, I don't know the identity of the person who controlled you and refined you into this state, but please rest assured, this time, I am also prepared.

I have prepared for a long time, and I have observed for a long time. I believe that the person who can suppress brother must be very extraordinary, so I don't plan to fight head-on.

Moreover,

This time, I also have the will of Lord Pu Dao."

The man in the down jacket reached into his pocket,

Took out his mobile phone,

He dialed a number,

Soon,

The call was connected,

"Hello, who is this?"

In the phone,

Came a voice that the Deadpool instinctively revered.

The man in the down jacket observed his older brother's expression,

Smiled disdainfully,

Said:

"Who I am is not important, I just want to tell you one thing:

Your woman is in my hands."

The person on the phone was silent.

The Deadpool standing in front of the man in the down jacket,

Leaned back slightly,

His pupils began to dilate,

Looking at his younger brother with a look of astonishment,

Said:

"Oroka monogatari yo!"