How to become a mermaid

Chapter 466

In the early morning of the second day, in Moni's study.

Shamanleir was brought here by Moni not long after breakfast, saying that he wanted to show him the silver key.

Mooney restricted his use of the telescope after discovering that Samantel was allergic to silver moonstones.

Although it was a good intention, and Shamanlael could understand it himself, but he was still a little sullen.

In order to make him happy, Mooney could only use the silver key to divert his attention.

"Little fish, the silver key you are looking for is here."

Holding a red wooden box in his hand, Mooney slowly opened the lock.

"click..."

A silver key about one finger long appeared in front of Shamanleir little by little.

Just like some people are born to be protagonists, this key also has the ability to make people unforgettable at a glance.

It lay on the red flannel, shining brightly in the light of the room.

It is obviously made of silver, but it looks brighter than gold, and there are some mysterious patterns similar to characters engraved on the handle. Just by looking at it, Samantel became interested in it.

He couldn't help reaching out and holding the key, and put it in his hand to observe carefully.

"How is it so shiny? Have you re-polished it?"

"Of course not, it just came out of the soil like this! I swear I didn't make any changes to it!" Mooney assured, patting his chest.

"Hey~ That's a bit too strange! It's been hundreds of years, and normal silver products have long been oxidized and blackened!" Shamanleir couldn't help but exclaimed.

Money shrugged and said, "Maybe that's the magic of it! If not, I'm not sure it's the key you're looking for!"

"Can I see the door of truth?" Holding the key in his hand, Samantel said eagerly.

"Hmm..." Money pondered for a while, and replied, "It's not impossible, but you must promise not to open it!"

"I promise!" Shamanlaer replied immediately.

"Okay then, if you encounter anything wrong halfway, just open your eyes immediately!"

As soon as Moni finished speaking, Shamanel closed his eyes impatiently.

Darkness invaded him in an instant, and there was nothingness in front of him, and he couldn't see anything.

Samantel waited patiently.

However, the expected picture did not appear. Even though several minutes had passed, there was still nothingness in front of his eyes, and he could not even find the shadow of the door.

Waited for a few more minutes, still nothing.

Shamanleir frowned directly, and couldn't help asking: "Money, you didn't cheat me with a fake key, did you?"

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Money asked in confusion.

Shamanlael opened his eyes suddenly, and complained: "I didn't see the door of truth you mentioned! I didn't see anything after I closed my eyes!"

It looks so good-looking but it's useless at all, causing him to wait for so long in vain.

"That's impossible!" Money retorted immediately.

He could swear that he remembered clearly that he saw a door with a strange shape back then!
Taking the silver key from Shamanleir's hand, Moni said eagerly: "Could it be transferred by someone? Let me see!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes.

When the darkness came, Mooney waited patiently for a few seconds.

Soon, he "saw" a somewhat dilapidated door appearing in front of his eyes.

"I saw it! It should be made of metal, with a layer of blue paint on the outside, and a piece of paint on the lower right corner is missing, it looks a little rusty..."

Hearing Moni's vivid description of the "Gate of Truth", Shamanlear felt a little suspicious.

"You didn't lie to me?"

Suspected by Shamanleir, Moni was extremely aggrieved for a moment, and quickly defended himself: "When did I lie to you! Back when Pochi was holding the key, he also looked at that door, you don't believe me , you should trust Pochi!"

"When he comes back, I'll let him prove it to you!"

Hearing what Moni said, Shamanlael wondered for a moment whether his method of using it was wrong.

He took the key back into his hand, and tried to cover his eyes tightly with one hand, or open one eye and close the other.

Unfortunately, the result is still the same as the first time.

"It's fake!" After repeated attempts to no avail, Shamanlell threw the key back into the box with some gloom.

"It's true!" Money retorted.

"It's obviously a fake!" Shamanlaer raised his voice.

"It's obviously true!" Moni also raised his voice.

Knowing each other for so long, Moni has never quarreled with Shamanleir, but this time, he has to argue.

This is not just a matter of dignity, but also a matter of personality!
Moni, who wants to defend his dignity, and Shamanleer, who wants Moni to admit that he is lying, disagree with each other, and neither side accepts the other.

Seeing that the atmosphere gradually became anxious, a brisk voice sounded.

"Hey, what are you two doing? Have you had a fight?"

The magical Pochi can always appear in time when someone needs him. For example, now, seeing that there is about to be a crisis of trust between Shaman Lair and Moni, he is back!
"Poch?"

"Poch!"

As soon as they heard Pochi's voice, both Shamrel and Moni turned their heads in surprise.

Especially Moni, as if he had found a savior, he walked directly in front of Boqi and pulled him towards Shamanleir.

While pulling, he said with righteous indignation: "Boqi, you have to give me a certificate today! I gave the silver key to Xiaoyu just now, but he said he didn't see the door of truth, and insisted that I Take a fake to deceive him!"

Hearing Moni's complaint-like tone, Boqi showed a bright smile on his face, patted him on the shoulder vigorously, and comforted him: "Don't worry! As an excellent father, Boqi will never favor anyone. Children! I will definitely give you justice!"

After saying this, he came to Shaman Laier and asked Shaman Lair: "Son! Can you describe to me the whole process of your quarrel?"

"It's nothing, it's just because of the silver key..." Perhaps seeing Pochi's smile, Shamanlael calmed down a lot, and told Pochi what happened just now.

"Hmm! So that's how it is!" Boqi nodded, touched his chin again, and said to Shamanlael: "I did try it when Mony just found the silver key, You can indeed see the door he said."

"However, it has been so long, maybe there is something wrong with this key, I need to verify it again!"

While talking, Pochi picked up the silver key.

I saw him slowly closing his eyes, as if he was brewing something.

After a few seconds, he spoke again, "I saw a blue door."

"It looks a bit old, but not too old, with some mottled scratches and some rust."

"This door looks a bit heavy, and the lock looks a bit strange, not like Digea's style..."

Pochi's words almost overlapped with Moni's description.

This time, Samantel had to believe it.

With a puzzled expression on his face, he said, "Since you can all see it, why can't I?"

Hearing this sentence, Pochi opened his eyes, rubbed his chin with his hand, and said in a somewhat uncertain tone: "Hmm... maybe you have no fate with it?"

"Fate?" Samantel asked back.

"Yes! Fate!" Pochi nodded, and said solemnly: "Aren't there many stories about magical objects in human legends? For example, a teapot that can flow honey milk when you touch it, or a teapot that can fly Clothes to get up, and pens that can make anything appear when you draw..."

"These things can only be obtained by predestined people! It's useless for others to take them!"

"Your current situation may be due to a lack of fate with this key!"

Maybe it was because what Pochi said was too serious, but Shamanlael actually believed it a little bit.

"Is it really?"

Pochi spread his hands and said, "I'm not sure, but I guess it's probably like this!"

"Anyway, Monny definitely didn't lie to you! He really took it seriously to help you find the key. The scene at that time was so lively that the entire garden was turned over and turned into a big, big hole!"

"If you question him now, you will not only break his heart, but also feel sorry for those flowers and plants who died because of this key!"

"They were supposed to bloom in their best years, providing the most beautiful scenery for passers-by, but because of this accident, these plants could only wither early and sink into the ground together with the soil."

"What a pity this is!"

"Snap!" Boqi put a hand on Shamanlell's shoulder, and said in a heavy tone: "It's wrong to do this, son!"

Although what Boqi said was a bit outrageous, but after imagining this scene, Shamanleer felt a little guilty for a while
He pursed his lips, looked in Moni's direction, and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't question you..."

"No need to apologize!" Money shook his head violently, and said excitedly: "It's okay! I don't mind now!"

He was happier than being praised when he heard Samantel apologize to himself.

As long as Xiaoyu believes in himself, he is already very satisfied!
"Ahem!" Seeing his two sons reconciled, Boqi pretended to cough twice, and said, "In the future, you two must not quarrel over such a trivial matter!"

"Seeing you guys arguing makes me sad too!"

Shaking the silver key in his hand, Pochi handed it to Shamanlell, and said, "I was worried that after I handed this key to you, you would open that door impulsively. "

"It's all right now, since you can't even see the existence of the door, then I can leave it to you with confidence!"

Hearing this sentence, the corners of Shamanleir's mouth twitched, feeling a little pricked inexplicably.

It's true, but I still feel offended...

He glanced at Pochi with resentful eyes, and nodded slowly.

"Papa papa!" Seeing this scene, Mo Ni clapped his hands excitedly.

"As expected of Pochi! Always make the most correct judgment!"

"Hey~ It's a small thing~" Pochi smiled and waved his hands indifferently.

At this time, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and said to Mo Ni: "That's right! I almost forgot about the business after you made such a fuss!"

"I went to No. [-] and them yesterday, and discussed with them about cleaning up the black mist."

"They say they can negotiate at any time, but the area of ​​the ocean is too large, and most of the fish in the sea don't have fire-related skills, so they can't effectively clean up the black mist, so we still need the assistance of other races! "

Although marine life needs the sun less than other species, the black fog cannot completely cover the sun.

Otherwise, many aquatic plants and algae will not be able to survive, and some fish that depend on them will die because they cannot find food, posing a threat to the ecology of the entire ocean.

After listening to Pochi's words, Moni nodded deeply, and said, "Compared with us, the tasks of marine life are indeed heavier."

"Besides, the black mist is expanding so fast, if we only care about ourselves, they will soon cover the entire sky again!"

"How about this, set the date of the negotiation at noon the day after tomorrow, and before the negotiation, I will also convey the meaning of the sixth to the dragon and human representatives!"

"We are creatures on the same planet after all, and we should help each other to get through this difficult time!"

"That's great!" Pochi clapped his hands suddenly, and said, "I think Number Six will be very happy when they hear the news!"

"Ah! By the way! I also told them about the telescope. They said they were very interested and wanted to see it with their own eyes!"

"Then bring the binoculars over and show them the next time the three tribes negotiate!" Shamanlael said aside.

Money also nodded happily and said, "I agree!"

"Now there is an answer from the marine life side, I should also inform Onega and Upa!"

After speaking, he walked to his desk, ready to write to them.

At this time, Shamanleir seemed to think of something, and said, "Should Zorro also send a representative? And the creatures living in Antarctica, they probably don't know that we are going to jointly clean up the black mist." thing?"

In the entire Or star, the North Pole and the South Pole are the two most special areas. Because of the cold climate all year round, the creatures living in these two areas have little communication with the outside world and have been living in isolation.

Although on a large scale, they are assigned to the category of marine life, but in fact, they are not under the jurisdiction of No. [-] and No. [-].

Poch seemed to understand a little bit about what Shamanleir said, and he said directly:
"Let the North Pole send a representative! I heard No. [-] and them say that the living conditions in the Antarctic are much worse than those in the North Pole. The further south you go, the more dead the sea area is. You can't even see a few fish, let alone development. Out of the civilized tribe!"

"You can't count on them to clean up the black mist!"

(End of this chapter)