"I think it's better for us to go to the beach now and retrieve the metal pieces that were vomited there."

"Then we can piece together what we have on hand and see if we can get more clues, how about that?"

Such a proposal shocked Fang Xingyang and was speechless for a moment.

I don't know why, but after he only went to the beach a few times, a shadow seemed to have formed in his heart. He felt frightened when he heard the word "seaside".

What's more, before leaving, the store manager specifically told him not to go to the beach for free.

He couldn't help but hesitate in his heart, after all, the conjurer was talking about "us".

If there is a witchcraft master by his side, his safety will be an extra guarantee.

"What's wrong? Why are you so dazed?"

Seeing him in a daze, the sorcerer stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him.

"Ah! Do you want to go to the beach? That's fine...but I heard that the beach is quite dangerous recently."

The witchcraft master was stunned, "Danger? Where is the danger? Who did you listen to?"

Fang Xingyang's face was immediately filled with huge doubts, "In short...it's just all kinds of unrest. Haven't you heard that kind of singing coming from the sea?"

The conjurer was still puzzled.

"I really don't know what you are talking about..." Finally, she shook her head inexplicably.

In Fang Xingyang's mind, he once again recalled the scene when he and the store manager rescued the dark elf princess at the beach.

The monster in the sea that makes people have nightmares just by looking at it, and the mysterious singing... Why don't these witches and wizards know about it?

Could it be that the conjurer's home was too far away from the sea so he didn't hear it?

Thinking about it, the magician patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'm going to change my clothes. If you want to set off, try to be as quick as possible."

"I remember that the last place I found you and Yiwang was a small port. It was a fishing port. There were some people engaged in fishing activities there every day. The metal fragments we were looking for were so conspicuous. If we arrived late, they might have been picked up by someone.

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After saying that, the conjurer turned and walked towards the library door.

"Okay, okay...I'll wait for you outside!"

Fang Xingyang said, walking towards the hall where they first met.

He picked up the handkerchief that he threw on the ground. Since he was going to work with the witchcraft master this time, he definitely couldn't bring these metal pieces with him, so he looked around for somewhere to store them temporarily.

These metal pieces.

Suddenly, a rush of running sounds from outside the house attracted his attention.

He followed the sound to the window and saw the back garden where he and Yi Wang chased each other.

I saw Yi Wang, as if he had discovered him, and suddenly ran away when he was walking towards this direction, running wildly in the direction of his kennel.

It was like playing a game of "you chase me and escape" with him.

But Fang Xingyang always felt that something was wrong.

wrong!

Yiwang is not playing games with him, it is clearly running away!

Fang Xingyang's nerves tightened and he stood in front of the window and watched intently as Yiwang ran towards his kennel.

When it approached the kennel, it skillfully leaned down to slow down, and used the inertia of its run to slide into its huge kennel, which was like a small house.

Afterwards, the kennel fell into silence, much like Fang Xingyang who crawled under the covers in the store and did not dare to move because of fear.

Fang Xingyang remembered that Yi Wang had just escaped from his direction. Could it be that he was the one who was afraid of Yi Wang?

Or... when he took the metal piece just now, it made Yiwang feel the same feeling of being tortured by rage and loss of control, which is why he was so scared?

"One Wang."

He pushed open the window and shouted softly in the direction of a doghouse.

But there was no response from the kennel.

"One Wang?"

He tried to raise his voice a little louder, and then there was a movement in the kennel.

A few seconds later, Yiwang timidly stretched out his head and stared directly in Fang Xingyang's direction.

"Yi Wang, do you still remember me? Don't be afraid, I have nothing in my hand~"

As he said that, Fang Xingyang raised his hands as if surrendering.

I did this just to tell Yiwang that I didn't come here with the metal piece.

In addition, it was also to see if it was him who Yiwang was afraid of.

At this time, there was the sound of the door opening behind him.

"If you want to play with it, just go out and play. Are you still afraid that it will eat you?"

Fang Xingyang smiled helplessly, "I'm still a little scared, but aren't we ready to go now... It will be a waste of time to play with it anymore."

After saying that, Fang Xingyang glanced at Yiwang one last time.

However, he discovered that Yiwang's eyes were still filled with great fear, but the person Yiwang was looking at was not him, but the person above his head!

"Then get ready to go? The small port should be busy now. If the price is right, buy some fish. You can eat it at my place for lunch. My craftsmanship is very good~"

The sorcerer said, turning and walking towards the door.

At the same time, Fang Xingyang raised his head and glanced above his head, but could see nothing except the dome in this small "palace".

For a moment, an inexplicable fear suddenly arose in his heart.

Could it really be that piece of metal that could scare such a ferocious dark hound like this?

…

Soon after, Fang Xingyang and the magician came to the street.

Today's streets were surprisingly deserted compared to before. Fang Xingyang followed the witchcraft master without saying a word, because he knew the reason why the streets were deserted.

Most of the residents were reading [Fog Harbor Chronicles] at home at this time, discussing from inside when the stench on the streets that made people afraid to go out would dissipate.

If someone announced the truth at this time, Fang Xingyang would be torn apart by monsters coming from all directions in less than ten seconds.

The magician looked back at him and smiled, "Look, some people are born to be the protagonist, and everyone is discussing you all the time."

Fang Xingyang had a sad face, his expression seemed to be saying, "I know you have something to do with me, but please don't abandon me..."

"Don't worry, I will protect you, just like that day, but..."

"You have to be obedient and call me good sister~"

Fang Xingyang's face was slumped, as indifferent as if the witchcraft master owed him a lot of money.

"Shout or not? Otherwise...I'm going to say something in [Fog Harbor Chronicles]~"

Fang Xingyang is still the same?(′ー`)ヽ

The next second, the conjurer suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him into her arms.

"You know what? If some things are too soft... they won't taste good. I like to eat things with backbone like you~"

"Stop making trouble, I always feel like something is following us!"

Fang Xingyang fell into the arms of the witchcraft master, and the two of them whispered like a flirting couple.

The magician frowned, "Following us? Why didn't I notice?"

As she said that, she subconsciously wanted to look around.

But Fang Xingyang grabbed his neck.

"Don't alert others yet! I'm not sure, it's just a feeling."

After saying that, he broke away from the sorcerer's arms and looked through a layer of white mist at the small port where he had "deep feelings and a dull breath" with Yi Wang.

Sure enough, as the witchcraft master said, some moving figures were walking back and forth in the small port, which seemed to be much livelier than the residential area.

In the port, many weird-looking monsters were busy sorting out today's harvest; there were also some customers who came to buy seafood to compare products.

The sorcerer's eyes were quickly attracted to the aquatic products that had just been fished out of the sea, and he asked the fishmongers one by one about the prices.

Fang Xingyang saw the empty space where he had vomited. Looking from a distance, he could still see some mottled marks left on the ground after the vomit dried up, but there seemed to be some other things on the ground nearby that were not clearly visible from this place.

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There's no one there right now, so it's a good opportunity to go over there and check it out.

But suddenly, a chill came from behind and made him shiver violently. It felt like a ghastly evil spirit was quietly approaching him from behind!

He had felt this way when he was walking on the street just now, so he told the conjurer that they might be being followed.

But the chill he felt now was much more obvious than when he was on the road just now, as if the "evil ghost" had walked behind him!
Chapter completed!