It is indeed very tiring to live. Everyone has something to ask for. Since they have something to ask for, they need to work hard for it. In addition to being sad, they naturally feel tired, and in the process of seeking but not getting it, they will also feel very tiring.

The sun gradually sets westward and the sky gradually darkens. The wild practitioners on the boat returned to the cabin. Only a few handymen with low status found a place at the bow or stern of the boat, covered them with thick quilts, ready to resist the coldness of the night.

Of course, some monks will take advantage of this free time at night to meditate and improve their realm.

It's really not easy for them to live.

Li Fuyao leaned against the bow of the boat and wrapped himself in a bed of broken cotton wool. He could have used his sword energy to drive away the cold, but it was too swaying. After thinking about it, he gave up. Perhaps because of the sea, he looked up at the bright moon and looked brighter.

Li Fuyao is not a literati who hurts spring and autumn, so he did not feel anything. He just looked down and felt someone coming here, so he closed his eyes.

The person who came was a middle-aged man with a tall figure, but he was extremely strong. He was the manager of their group of handymen, named Yi Tong. His realm was not high and he still had a way to go before the Qinghai Realm.

Before, Li Fuyao got on the boat and stuffed him a lot of money to get into this job. Otherwise, there would be many monks on the coast, and there were too many people who wanted to go out to sea, so how could he take him to take over?

Li Fuyao pretended not to know that Yi Tong was coming, and had the talisman in his arms, and his sword energy was hidden very well. He was not worried that anyone would find it, unless the person had a very high level of cultivation.

Yi Tong came to Li Fuyao with two pots of bad wine, and sat down and kicked Li Fuyao with his feet. Only then did Li Fuyao "wake up slowly." After a moment of loss of consciousness, he rubbed his eyes, looked at Yi Tong, and shouted "Yi Management".

Yi Tong threw the bad wine in his hand to Li Fuyao, and then laughed and scolded: "Can your broken cotton wool block the cold wind this night? How many sips of wine will you drink?"

Li Fuyao rubbed his eyes and did not take off the hat on his head. Thinking that it was indeed a bit cold that night, he just drank a few sips of bad wine. The wine was not good, and it felt a spicy taste as soon as it entered his throat. Li Fu shook his head, not very much.

Yi Tong took a few sips of wine, looked at Li Fuyao like this, and then smiled and said, "I took some money to get you on the boat. Don't think about blaming me. It's not easy to make some money these days. Without that money, you can't find this job. If you go to sea, you can still earn a lot of money in addition to this money."

"But you look young and have a low realm, but you are not a waste with no future. Why don't you find a good sect and run around?"

Li Fuyao rubbed his hands and whispered: "Actually, there is a sect, right there, right there, but he annoyed his master and was driven out. He walked around, in addition to looking around, he also wanted to save some assets so that he could buy the master some treasures he needed so that he could have the good fortune to go back. I think that at that time, no matter how angry his master was, he would never let me be alone in the wild ghost."

Yi Tong rubbed his cheeks, a little surprised, but he didn't know it. After talking, he realized that this guy had something similar to his experience, and he was also driven out of the mountain gate, but he never thought about going back. He had been wandering outside over the years. Although his realm has not improved much, he had lived a smooth life and had not endured much. Since his life is not bad, he would not even think of the mountain gate that he hadn't seen for a long time.

But today, between the words with Li Fuyao, he thought of the white-haired master, and the junior sister who was not very beautiful but could also be said to be pretty.

The more you think about it, the more you drink, it is not enough.

Li Fuyao didn't want to drink too much. After drinking that sip, he saw that Yi Tong had no alcohol, so he handed him all the pot. Yi Tong took the pot and patted the little guy in the forefront with some satisfaction. If he didn't rush to leave in the future, he would be willing to take him by his side. Although he couldn't make much money with him, at least he could save some things without worrying about food and clothing.

However, no matter how smart Li Fuyao was, he would not return the money he had to do before boarding the ship.

Yi Tong was drunk and looked at the sea and smiled, "How can this holy pill be so easy to make? We do all useless things. I also know that it seems that all good luck is not related to me. When gambling, there are always people who guess the size and size points, but I always can't guess. I blindfold you and ask you to choose the same thing. Others can always choose the best one, but I always choose the worst one. Good luck is all from others. God is so unfair."

Li Fuyao didn't drink much wine, so his eyes were very clear.

All kinds of things happen in the world, whether he wants to see it or not.

As long as you walk in the world, you will always come into contact with all kinds of people, no matter whether they are willing or not.

Yi Tong leaned against the bow of the boat, a little dazed. Finally, he just sighed and pushed Li Fuyao, and said unhappily: "Try casting a net."

As I said earlier, this big ship not only contains cargo, but not only comes to Beihai to sell things, but also salvage things.

During the dozens of days of salvage, there were only less than five holy pills that were salvaged, and there were at least twenty or thirty at the bottom of the sea. After all, a furnace of holy pills is really a lot. However, these large ships going out to sea combined with the holy pills being fished out, and there were algorithms that introduced that the most suitable salvaged at midnight. One or two of those holy pills were salvaged at night.

As for the location, there were even some "experts" who used divination to calculate, but later it was proved that all of them were nonsense.

Li Fuyao didn't care much about this mysterious statement, but since he is a handyman now, he just casts a net.

The one used to salvage the holy pill is not an ordinary fishing net. This net is very dense. Even the smallest fish and shrimp under the sea are trapped by this net and there is basically no chance of ascension. Because the fishing net is afraid that there will be a reef to break the fishing net, the material of the fishing net is also very special.

Because the fishing net is too dense, it will definitely pull up a lot of fish and shrimps. Ordinary people cannot pull it, so they can only rely on their monks.

Li Fuyao went to awaken the other handymen, then cast a net together, and the big ship was moving forward, and the huge net would drag on the bottom of the sea. As for when the net would be closed, it all depends on when the supervisor would order it.

Li Fuyao stood on the deck and held the fishing net in his hand, thinking that if he picked up a few holy pills in the future, would those wild cultivators kill and silence them?
Chapter completed!