Reincarnation Master

On the Seablue Heart.

There are many passengers, and the sun is shining at this time. Most of them gathered on the deck, enjoying the view of the sea and the sky.

Seagulls flew gracefully in the blue sky, and there were several calls from time to time.

‘The Port of Marx in the Mist Islands is a very prosperous place with good scenery, attracting a large number of businessmen and tourists...’

Fang Xian looked at the people on the boat.

Gentlemen and ladies stood together and talked elegantly. The girl in the princess dress and the boy in the little jeans ran past with laughter from time to time, together with their parents, forming a warm family picture.

Fang Xian smiled slightly, looking at this scene, suddenly feeling a little bit.

His experience in the past few months has completely separated from society.

These ordinary people never know what kind of undercurrents are under the seemingly peaceful life.

‘Wait a minute...I am not the only person who is going to the headquarters for further training. Let’s look at it in terms of time... Among these people, maybe there are my colleagues? ’

Fang Xian suddenly thought of another thing.

With this thought in mind, he re-examined the people on the deck.

A sailor with no culture, a businessman with a little money, a warm family of four, a personable old gentleman, a lady with a camera on her neck...

‘Is it not, or is it hidden too well? ’

He sighed secretly: ‘It’s really inconvenient if there is no sense of catastrophe and the mysterious view of Daluo Cave...’

To be honest, Fang Xian has always been a little bit resistant to ocean voyages.

After all, judging from some information he knew, it seemed that a certain ancient ruler was sleeping in the ocean.

In an environment like a ship, like an airplane, once an accident occurs, there is nowhere to run.

However, after mastering the secret key, he didn't care much about it.

At this time, looking at the blue sea, Fang Xian didn't know why, he always felt that the sea was too deep blue, and the color was so deep that it was almost black.

‘In a way, if the sea is drained of water, wouldn’t it be the biggest abyss? ’

Fang Xian's thinking diverged, and he began to think about it.

"I like the sea, it always makes me happy."

At this time, a nice voice suddenly came from the side.

It was a lady wearing a vest, a cap, and a camera on her chest.

Her dress is more masculine, giving people the feeling of a tomboy, with short blond hair, and her eyes are full of curiosity and desire for the outside world.

The tabloid reporter was Fang Xian's first impression of her.

At this time, the tabloid reporter extended his hand amicably: "Videly...freelance writer, traveler, nice to meet you!"

"Roca... writer." Fang Xian stretched out his hand and shook the other party: "We are half of our peers..."

"I have always wanted to change careers as a writer, but it was too difficult, especially the requirements for grammar, and my own literary quality..." Vidali smiled heartily.

"Yes……"

Fang Xian followed his thoughts on literature, and when he saw that the time was up, he bid farewell to the lady and returned to his cabin.

"A woman who feels like a cat..."

He lives in a single cabin. Although the environment is narrow, it is already high-quality treatment. After closing the door, he couldn't help thinking in his heart: ‘travel encounter? Or don't have a picture? ’

...

Facts have proved that Fang Xian's inspiration has always been accurate.

At dinner, he was sitting in his seat, carefully dripping lemon juice on the pigeon meat, and Videly led the other person and sat opposite him: "Roca, meet again."

She greeted her very familiarly: "This is my new friend, Eric, a psychotherapist!"

"Hello, this is Eric, and to be precise, my profession is a psychologist!"

The man named Eric was in his twenties, dressed elegantly and gracefully, wearing a pair of glasses, and said with a smile.

"Roca, writer."

Fang Xian nodded, even if he knew him.

He somewhat suspected that these two were also investigators and had heard his name from somewhere, so he came to get to know them.

Unfortunately, due to the **** secret guardian treaty, Fang Xian couldn't talk about some investigators before the two took the initiative to reveal their identities.

Otherwise, it is equivalent to actively leaking secrets, which is not a big or small stain.

"I heard that the coral reefs of the Mist Islands are very beautiful, and there are some ancient ruins on the islands. I have long wanted to travel."

Vidali’s dinner plate is filled with steaks covered with black pepper sauce. She skillfully cuts the food with a knife and fork, and happily stated her purpose: "As for Eric... there is a rich man who invited him heavily. Visit once."

She seemed to have gotten acquainted with Eric, even inquiring out the other's purpose.

The meat and vegetables on Eric’s dinner plate are evenly matched and arranged neatly. He is a man with a good quality of life. At this time, he smiled and said: "That's a generous gentleman... Well, he has some psychological problems. I need treatment, but I hate traveling, and there are no good psychologists in the Mist Islands, so I invited me to visit."

The three chatted like friends.

Fang Xian said that he was only traveling, looking for inspiration by the way, and was immediately applauded by Vidali, and he strongly invited him to explore the ancient ruins.

This made Fang Xian a little suspicious that this woman was another person sent by the Starfall Cult.

But he knew that this might not be big.

Because the old bald man who became a monster and died last time is a big figure in the listening school, who is responsible for this area.

Previously, it was also because of his insistence that infidels would pursue Roca in desperation.

Theoretically speaking, when he died and the stronghold was removed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the Starfalling Clan would not have any special interest in Roka.

As for hatred? The high probability still has to be counted on the secret guard.

"Speaking of which, do you believe... there are supernatural powers in this world?"

Videli took a sip of fruit wine, her cheeks flushed with excitement: "I heard that there are traces of supernatural power on the Mist Islands, and I want to explore it."

Fang Xian was startled, and some felt that this was an ordinary person full of curiosity.

Go to the Mystery Islands to pursue mystery? It's okay if it fails. If it succeeds, wouldn't it be included in the secret guard's base camp and then directly incorporated or supervised?

"I don't believe in supernatural power. It may just be some potential of the human body, but we haven't discovered it..." Eric smiled: "I have done some similar research, such as subconscious memory and sixth sense... They are all quite fascinating. If we can master them thoroughly, they are indeed no different from superpowers.

"Really?" Videly came interested: "Eric... Then can you try it, hypnotize me?"