"No, no..." Gu Qingqiao touched his face embarrassedly, "I...how did I sleep here last night?"

A smile appeared in Mu Xiyun's eyes, "You drank a little too much, so I let you sleep here."

"then you……?"

"Me?" Mu Xiyun was a little strange, "I'm next door."

"Oh, that's good, that's good." Not knowing whether he was happy or disappointed, Gu Qingqiao felt the blood in his body rushing to his face, and explained incoherently, "It's fine if you don't delay your rest."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the steamed bun and returned to his room as if running for his life.

After calming down, I ate something after washing and changing clothes, feeling that I was finally awake.

Feeling a little messy, Gu Qingqiao forced himself to meditate cross-legged to recharge.

In the evening, the three of them still went to Granny Tang's wonton stand to eat wontons, and when it got dark, they followed the crowd to the seaside.

A lot of people have gathered on the beach, surrounding a large beach, and a lot of bonfires are lit in the middle.

The sun had gone down, and countless torches lit up the beach. The fishermen of Xiaoshi Village gathered in the middle of the crowd, surrounded by a large boat.

This big ship is all made of paper, and the whole body is white. The cabin and hall are all available. The white mast is high, the huge white sail has been unfolded, and the deck is also full of paper soldiers.

A grotesquely dressed wizard was dancing in front of the boat, muttering incantations and jumping around the fire.

The cage where Feng'er was imprisoned was pushed out, and the wizard opened the cage and grabbed the child out. There was a burst of cheers among the villagers.

The child's weak body kept trembling, and his hands and feet struggled, but he was no match for the wizard's big hands.

The three of them changed into ordinary clothes and mixed in the crowd. At this time, they had slowly moved to the front row of the onlookers. At this time, they are ready to go, if the wizard has any changes to the child, the three will rush out to grab people.

The wizard peeled off the child's clothes, and with some paint in his hands, drew on Feng'er. After finishing the painting, he raised the child with all the patterns in his hands, and gestured to throw it on the fire.

The three of them clenched their fists nervously and rushed out the next moment.

The sorcerer just pretended to throw it three times, and then handed Feng'er to the village chief.

The village chief shouted, "Send the king boat today, and Xiaoshi Village will take this child as a sacrifice and give it to the god of plague. I pray for good weather and good weather in the coming year, and there will be no disease or epidemic."

After he finished speaking, he approached the paper boat and put the child on the deck.

The child was already trembling with fear, and as soon as he got out of the grip of the village chief's hands, he immediately hid away from the boat.

The ceremony continued, and the fishermen of Xiaoshi Village all knelt down and chanted unknown scriptures.

Seeing that the child would not be harmed for a while, the three of them began to move slowly, slowly moving to the seaside village.

Passing through the village lightly, looking at a small boat, the three quietly pushed the boat into the water, Gu Qingqiao and Qin Le paddled, and slowly drifted into the sea.

"Wait for the paper boat to come over, Qin Le stabilizes the boat, and Ayun and I get on the boat to save people." Gu Qingqiao assigned the task.

The two nodded, each guarding.

The ceremony on the shore was finally completed, and the big ship was pushed into the sea by everyone. When the sea breeze blows, the sail made of paper rises and floats slowly into the sea.

The three of them rowed their oars, carefully letting the king ship cover the tracks of the small boat, and slowly approached like a big boat.

When he got to the big boat, Qin Le casted a connection spell. The small boat was connected to the big boat by an invisible force, and he could drift with the king boat without paddling.

Mu Xiyuan and Gu Qingqiao turned over and boarded the boat. The big white boat reflected cold light in the moonlight. The paper soldiers on the deck were carrying halberds. Murderous.

"Feng'er, Feng'er?" The two called out the child's name and searched on the deck. The child did not respond, only the whistling sea breeze beside his ears.

"I'll take a look at the cabin below!" Mu Xiyuan said loudly. After saying that, he walked down the stairs beside him.

Although the paper boat is vivid, it is not a real boat after all. There are no lighting items, and the cabin downstairs is dark. Paper is flammable, and it is not easy to use fire. Mu Xiyun took out a fluorite from his sleeve and gently injected a trace of spiritual power. The fluorite immediately emitted a faint blue light, illuminating a foot in front of him.

"Feng'er, Feng'er, where are you? I'm here to rescue you," the lower cabin was silent, and a sound would be very clear. Afraid of scaring the child, Mu Xiyun called him softly.

"Feng'er, shall we go to see my mother?" Mu Xiyun called out patiently.

After passing a cabin, Mu Xiyun pushed the door and went in. Inside the cabin were paper cabinets, tables and chairs, which cast vague shadows under the faint light of fluorite. There are two paper figures sitting at the table, looking at the action, they should be eating. There were also several paper plates on the table. The paper figurine was delicately tied, with all the clothes and jewelry, but the pale face had no color, and the pupil-less eyes looked very ferocious under the faint blue light of fluorite.

After searching one by one, Mu Xiyun searched the entire cabin, but still did not see the child.

The paper boat is not that big. Although it has three layers from the outside, there is no passage down from the second layer. Feng'er, a three-year-old child, doesn't have the strength to tear open the cardboard on the second layer. He can hide in the where?

Mu Xiyun had already released his consciousness, but unexpectedly, he had not detected any trace of the child's existence. Could it be that he fell into the sea while sailing?

Mu Xiyun lowered her head and thought for a while, then reopened a cabin door.

This cabin should imitate a wine storage room, with a dozen huge paper wine jars in the corners. The wine jar was just made for an appearance, and a layer of white paper was covered on the skeleton of the bamboo slices, and it could not enter the jar from the mouth of the jar.

"Feng'er, are you here? My brother will take you to find your mother, okay?" Mu Xiyuan called softly several times.

For a long time, there was still no movement. After a long time, Mu Xiyuan finally decided to give up, and when she wanted to turn around and walk out of the cabin door, a faint voice came from the corner: "Mom..."