"Haha! This little thing is so cute!"

Even if he is a rough man, he has no resistance to small, delicate and beautiful things. After all, everyone loves beauty.

He picked up a small pink clam shell and opened it with a click, and found that it was actually empty.

"Huh? Nothing, not even meat, hehe~~ It's so **** clean!"

Just open another one, and it's still the same.

Mao appeared to have also stepped forward and picked up one, ready to open it to take a look. Then, something as easy as finding something in either hand, instantly **** him off again.

He couldn't open it again.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh it's just like that with me? Old Beibei is like this, Xiaobeibei is like this too, I...@#*...! Mother *zu..."

You don't need to guess, you know that Mao seems to be scolding his father and mother.

What can he do? What he broke apart easily was extremely difficult to put in the hands of his old man.

How angry does Mao appear? He was really furious and rushed to be Beibei, and set fire to the little clam shell.

The fire crackled, and as the temperature increased, the tender and tender mussel shells slowly turned red and then black. It was not until the spiritual power was exhausted that Mao seemed to be stunned before blowing on his fingers.

"Cut! Small sample, if I can't break you, I still can't burn you to ashes."

When the temperature dropped a little, he picked up the small clam shell and pinched it, but it was still firm, not much different from the big clam shell before.

Can't open it by hand.

Seeing that he was about to go wild, Ren Yi hurriedly grabbed the small clam shell from his hand.

"If there is something, the disciple will do it. This kind of trivial matter, you don't need to get started, just give it a command."

As his voice fell, the small clam shell was also opened, and a purple pearl lay quietly inside.

Round and full, there seems to be a layer of purple halo on it. It is only about the size of peanuts, and the lack of it makes people unable to take their eyes off it. Purple is really rare in the Lingyin Continent.

Otherwise, the Purple Gold City, which respects purple, would not be famous in the world because of its purple lacquer dyeing technique.

"Master, do you want this pearl?" Ren Yi shook it in his hand.

Mao seemed to snort, "Cut! The old man is old, does he have a good old friend, use it for Mao, don't don't!"

Yi Yi took out a treasure box and threw the purple pearl into it, mumbling incessantly, "It's just this one, it feels useless, it's better to get a pair, just to make the right pair of earrings."

"Boy, be content, it's already very bad to have one of this kind of stuff. If you want to have two, it's faster to have a dream fart."

He pointed to the mussel shells on the ground, and said with a look of disgust: "These babes, hurry up and clean up, this material is quite hard, you can put it away too. There is no other thing in this cabin, let's Gotta get to work."

"Oh~ I got it!"

Ren Yi increased the speed in his hand and opened the remaining seven or eight small clam shells one by one. Just when Mao seemed to continue urging him, he heard Yi Yi jumping up with an identical purple pearl, "Look, I found another one. It's about the same size as the one I found before. , just made a pair."

"Pfft~ You boy, this is not bad luck!" Speaking of which, Mao seemed to have thought of some interesting picture, and said with great interest: "I want to see, these earrings, you will give them in the future. What kind of girl?"

Ren hurriedly put away the pearls, and said in an embarrassed tone: "Don't make fun of me, I will give this to a... Ancestor, not a girl."

Naturally, what appeared in his mind was the woman who was said to be his ancestor from the beginning—Lan Ling.

Cough cough... Forgive him, I stayed with Lan Ling for too long, and she was the first thing that came to my mind.

Mao seemed to shake his head, "You boy, such a good thing is such a waste of money! If you don't give it to a girl, you give it to your ancestors!"

Mao didn't seem to want to see Ren Yi's stupid appearance again, and continued to scan everything around him with his spiritual sense. This time, he didn't find anything wrong, but found an oil lamp and lit it easily.

There is not much oil left in it, but it is better than nothing, which can free them to do other things.

Soon, as the flames gradually grew stronger, a fragrance that had never been smelled filled the air, like tea, pine, medicine, orchid... A woman's fragrance, in short, the five flavors were mixed, and it was hard to say how unpleasant it was. Instead, it has a calming effect.

However, just to be cautious, the two still blocked their noses and smells.

After searching inside and outside the cabin, there was nothing else to gain. The two went directly to the cockpit to check the equipment on it. Rudder, sailing Sinan, etc., everything is available, but the two of them have never been to the sea in their lives, and they will not drive such a large ship.

Can only sigh in front of the big ship, helpless!

Mao jumped off the boat neatly, walked to the wall of the cave, touched around, and found that the humidity was heavy, and there were even water droplets.

He put his ear on it and listened for a while, and kept repeating in different directions. Finally, he stopped in one place and stayed still for a long time, not knowing what was brewing.

Ren Yi was alone on the boat, and sat on a reclining chair bored. This lying down was incredible, and he actually discovered a strange thing.

On the ceiling of the cabin, there was a blueprint with a dim color, similar to the surrounding black. If he hadn't happened to be in this position, he would never have found it.

Dragging across a table, he carefully took down the drawing. It looks very decadent, but it feels like a leather when you start it, lightly thin and cool.

I pulled it hard, it was full of elasticity, and I don't know what animal skin it was made of.

During any period of time, through the subtle education of Mao Xian, a lot of literary knowledge has been supplemented, and writing is the most basic one.

That was something he couldn't imagine when he was a beggar, so even though studying was boring and boring, he persevered with great interest.

However, the words on this picture were like little tadpoles, and he didn't know any of them, and it could even be said that they were not words that existed on the Lingyin Continent.

As for the graphics drawn above, there are many circles and forks, and it is even more dazed to see. There are four big characters on the back of the drawing, which are written in red paint, which is very eye-catching.

"Forbidden Land!"

He actually used the Lingyin Continent characters that he only learned. This picture must be very unusual, and he could not help but carefully put it away.