It was midday, the sunlight on the azure-coloured surface of the sea shimmered as if it were bright scales. Far away on the horizon, a few seabirds chased each other, and a greyish-white red-billed gull swooped down to the sea, picking up a silver fish, its wings bringing up strings of crystal water droplets.

　　I lay quietly in my hard shell, enjoying the seascape, my body undulating with the waves, as if melting into a part of the sea. The blue sky and white clouds, the sky and the earth are so vast that it opens the mind. Sometimes, schools of fish swam past me, curiously circled around me a few times, and then hurriedly swam away. Sometimes a seabird would fly down on the hard shell, peck a few times with its sharp beak, and then fly away in vain. At dusk, a large turtle actually swam in and affectionately arched its beak over me, probably taking me for one of its own kind. It wasn't until dawn the next day that the big turtle swung its flippers and feet and reluctantly left.

　　As the sun rises and sets, day and night change, I either watch the sea view or sleep in my shell. Although I didn't eat or drink, I could barely hold on. To the sixth day, looking at the sky's fuchsia evening sun, I suddenly excited, another day, I will be able to fly up to the colourful sky, to reach the realm of the subjected state! Just as I was thinking prettily, the hard shell suddenly shook, a gust of wind blew violently, and the sky suddenly darkened.

　　The clouds in the sky quickly dispersed, a moment on the dark clouds, a few bean-sized raindrops "snap-snap-snap" fell on the hard shell. It looked like a storm was coming.

　　Sure enough, after a period of suffocating dreariness, gusts of wind rolled through one after another, and the sea water churned fiercely. The black sky suddenly bright, a few blue lightning ripped through the black curtain, lightning and thunder, pouring rain fast and furious, like a myriad of snowy whips to beat the surface of the sea.

　　The sea roared up, shocking waves, I was thrown up by the huge waves again and again, and again and again fell down, as if flying in the clouds. The rain was beating intensively on the hard shell, which was now finally useful to protect me from the wind and the rain.

　　In the roaring tide, suddenly there is a hint of childish screaming faintly, a row of snow-white waves in the distance rushed to, slammed on the hard shell, "bang", a heavy object with the wave fell on the hard shell, and then both hands grasped the hard shell.

　　I fixed my eyes to see, but it is a small boy with red lips and white teeth, tied with sky pigtails, surrounded by a red bib, white tender arm grasping the hard shell, is lying on my body.

　　The little boy looked panicked, wet, after a few moments, he saw me, shocked and opened his mouth wide. Through the hard shell, we looked at each other wide-eyed for half a day, he shivered and said in a trembling voice, "What are you?"

　　"Old me is a human! Not a thing!" I lazily said, because the sound of the waves was too loud and through the hard shell, the little boy did not hear me, he looked nervous, shivering on one side, yelling on the other side, "Little master me, I'm a master of A Imperial Art. You ...... you don t move what bad ...... bad brain!"

　　I am happy, A imperial art master is so wretched? Speak all stutter. Day his grandmother, but also called himself a little master, old me I am your ancestor!

　　The rainstorm is getting more and more violent, the sea tide is tumbling, the little boy stares at me vigilantly, but does not dare to let go of his hard shell and loosen it, for fear of falling into the sea again. Looking at his childish face, I let go of my fear that he would not do me any harm. According to my estimation, he was probably separated from the adults when they went out to sea, and got caught in a storm, was swept by the waves, and happened to bump into my hard shell.

　　It was pitch black all around, and a thousand heavy snow-white waves rose up in the air with an appalling sound. The little boy's face turned white, and he clung to his hard shell while defending himself against me as if he were an enemy. The rainstorm lasted for the whole night before it gradually stopped, the rain drifted faintly, and the sky turned greenish-white at dawn.

　　The little boy was almost paralysed on the hard shell, panting for a long time before he straightened up, sized me up for a while, and opened his mouth to ask: "Are you a mute?" The dark eyes rolled curiously, and I could see that he was no longer afraid of me.

　　When I didn't say a word, the little boy grew bolder and yelled, "What are you doing hiding in this turtle shell? Cultivating? But looking at you, your spells aren't much better."

　　I still ignored him, and the little boy yelled again, "Looks like you're really a mute, alas, poor thing." Shaking his head, he sighed in pity.

　　I was angry and funny, the little boy wiped his face full of water, looked around and muttered, "The rainstorm has finally stopped, dad and sister, they should be able to find me."

　　"Can't find me!" I deliberately teased him.

　　"Huh? You can talk?" The little boy was startled.

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　　"Of course I can talk, Grandpa." I grunted.

　　The little boy climbed up in a single bound, his left arm pointing straight at me, his face suffocating in red. After a while, his left hand little by little transformed into the shape of a sword blade.

　　"Weapon Armour Imperial Art?" I lost my voice and shouted, the little boy's Weapon Armour Royal Technique made it unorthodox, only half of his palm turned into a sword blade, the other half was still a flesh palm, the sword blade was still blunt and bald, his attainment in Weapon Armour Royal Technique was obviously far worse than mine.

　　The little boy tilted his head proudly, ''I never thought that you also know about Weapon Armour Royalty, so you've got some insight after all. Hmph, if you dare to harm others, the little master will use the Weapon Armour Art to kill you!"

　　I laughed out loud, with this hairy kid's rotten hand sword still want to hurt me? Protected by a hard shell, I snorted, "Do it if you can."

　　The little boy hesitated and said, "You didn't harm me, why would I kill you? Oh, do you want to commit suicide but lack the courage, so you want me to do it for you?" The more he spoke, the more pleased he became, "You must have been dumped by a woman, right? I can tell by looking at you like this. Haha, when my sister scolded Brother Da Hu, Brother Da Hu said he was so sad that he wanted to die."

　　I almost didn't faint, this kid is just upside down and entertaining himself. But after drifting alone at sea for seven days, it's not bad to have someone to talk to. Curiously, I asked, "What's your name? How come you're out at sea alone?"

　　The little boy scratched his punchy pigtails, "My name is Peanut Fruit, I went out to sea with Grandpa, Sister, and Brother Dahu. Yesterday, I slipped off the boat alone and dived to catch a big sea beast, but I ended up swimming too far, and then I got caught in a storm, so I got separated from them."

　　Peanut? What an odd name. After seven days of starvation, I would really like to eat some peanuts to pad my stomach.

　　Peanut Fruit said with a big grin, "You don't look like a bad person, by the way, what's your name? Which sect?"

　　"Old me, my name is Lin Fei, no sect." I asked back, "Which sect are you from?"

　　Peanut Fruit puffed out his chest, "Little Master, my sect scares you to death when I say it! It is the famous, thunderous, no one knows, no one knows of the Weapon Armour Royal Sect in the Loxian Heaven!"

　　I secretly thought in my heart, the old woman's Weaponry Armour Royalty secrets must have been stolen from this sect, the so-called thief's heart, I began to think of ways to set the bottom of the peanut fruit, after half a day of chatting, I finally figured it out. Weapon Armour Imperial Sect's secret manuals disappeared many years ago, the sect's people suspected that it was their own people, because peanut fruit's grandfather peanut skin was on guard the night of the theft, so it became the object of suspicion, peanut skin, in a fit of rage, left the weapon Armour Imperial Sect, came alone to live in Red Dust Heaven. Recently, the Sect Master of the Weapon Armour Imperial Sect, Peanut Pi's past senior brother managed to find them, saying that it was just a misunderstanding back then, and specially invited Peanut Pi's family to return to the Weapon Armour Imperial Sect, and both sides arranged to meet at the Great Thousand City in the Red Dust Sky.

　　"This time, the Hyrule Armour Imperial Faction even gave us quite a few gifts before grandpa agreed to return." Peanut was smug.

　　I laughed in my heart, what a coincidence, I'm afraid Peanut Fruit couldn't have dreamt that the Book Thief's heir was right next to him.

　　Looking up at the hot sun, Peanut Fruit yawned and said wearily, "Grandpa, they should be here, right?"

　　On the surface of the sea, the bright sunlight suddenly dimmed, my eyes became blurry for a while, and Peanut's voice became lighter and lighter. I then understood that the seven-day time limit was about to pass, my five senses were beginning to close, and the time to ascend to the Lustful Heaven would soon arrive.

　　I immediately got excited, I don't know how long I can stay in Lustful Heaven this time, but I must seize the time and fish for more treasures.

　　The field of vision abruptly went dark. In the depths of the darkness, a door seemed to slowly open, and hazy light filtered through the cracks. Although my five senses were closed, the sight of this scene could be seen with my heart, and the feeling of it was exceptionally subtle. And the feelings before this ascension were very different from the first.

　　It was as if my soul had detached itself from my physical body and floated up, slowly flying towards that door. The door opened bit by bit, the light getting brighter and brighter as I flew in, the door slamming shut behind me!

　　The light was dazzling, a dazzling radiance seized me, my whole body rotated with the coloured light, and the heaven and earth seemed to be rotating as well, constantly giving birth to a thousand sights. I don't know how many times I turned round, "Rumble" a huge shock, the surroundings suddenly quiet, stopped rotating.

　　I entered the Heaven of Lust.