Chapter 579 Goodbye Old Dimo
A carriage traveled along a rugged road.
It was an ordinary carriage, as ordinary as could be. Apart from its sturdy appearance, fine craftsmanship, and the two strong horses pulling it, the carriage and the driver were no different from any other ordinary carriage.
Logically, such an ordinary carriage shouldn't attract the attention of passersby. But in reality, this was not the case. Anyone passing by or overtaking the carriage on horseback would unconsciously glance at it, their noses twitching with enticing aromas.
The reason was the tempting smell of wine emanating from the carriage.
"Hahaha! This wine is fucking delicious!"
Mu Lin raised the wine jar in his hand, took a large gulp, and couldn't help but give Xuan Mo a half-smile.
"Your Highness, the Prince of Kao Shan, I never expected you to be so generous, emptying the entire wine cellar of your 'Natural Abode'! This much wine is enough for us brothers to drink for a year!"
It turned out that after Xuan Mo obtained his eighth spirit ring from the Silver Dragon King in the Star Dou Great Forest, he returned to Shrek Academy to reunite with Mu Lin.
However, after his return, he didn't know what was wrong with Mu Lin, who seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. He kept teasing him about the title bestowed upon him by Emperor Xue Ye. Thus, the scene before him unfolded.
"Shut up! Even drinking can't shut you up!"
Xuan Mo laughed and scolded, then picked up a wine jar and tossed it to Mu Lin. Mu Lin didn't even look, extending his left spirit guide arm and catching the jar in his hand.
"Hahaha! Brother Mo, if you're drunk, don't throw wine jars around. Although we have plenty of wine, we can't waste it."
"Bullshit!"
Xuan Mo slapped Mu Lin, whose face was already flushed. "I think you're the one who's drunk. You spilled more wine than you drank. I'm a glutton, a thousand cups of wine and I'm not drunk."
"A thousand cups and I'm not drunk, huh?"
Mu Lin put down the wine jar in his hand and moved closer to Xuan Mo. "Brother Mo, Rongrong and the others aren't here right now, it's just the two of us. Tell me, when you're at home, do you not dare to drink even half a sip of wine? And if you were drunk, would you dare to go home and sleep on Rongrong's lap?"
"I'm telling you, I'm a thousand cups and I'm not drunk!"
Xuan Mo glared at Mu Lin fiercely, then his hand kept stroking his chin. "But if you say that to Mu Bai and Xiao San, I think they'll beat you up."
"Tch! I'm a bachelor, I'm not afraid of them."
Mu Lin leaned against the carriage wall, his soul-guided arm dangling over his left knee, a bitter and forlorn look on his face. After taking a sip of wine, he mocked himself, "Maybe I'll be a bachelor forever, maybe I won't even be a bachelor."
With that, Mu Lin sat up straight, his eyes fixed on Xuan Mo. "If we go there again this time, we might not have a way. If it comes to that, I hope you'll kill me."
Xuan Mo fell silent upon hearing this.
After a long while, "Mu Lin, you're drunk."
"Perhaps?"
Mu Lin fell silent again, then picked up the wine jar and drank the wine down his throat, a flush spreading across his face.
Then...
"I'm drunk."
"Bang!"
As these words fell, Mu Lin's head drooped, his left hand involuntarily loosening its grip, causing the wine jar to fall to the carriage floor, spilling wine everywhere.
Xuan Mo, seeing this, made no move. Leaning against the carriage wall, his brows furrowed, he drank in silence.
But then, the Fire Dragon King's voice rang out, causing him to pause.
Haoyang City.
"Ah! This is the second time I've seen this city."
Arriving in the city, Mu Lin opened his arms and exclaimed.
However, when he smelled the salty, fishy scent drifting from the sea, he still unconsciously frowned. "But this salty, fishy smell still makes me uncomfortable."
"Alright."
Xuan Mo arranged the carriage and had the driver return to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School. Turning around, he saw Mu Lin with his arms raised, so he walked over and gave him a whack on the back of the head. "Don't you know your soul-guided arm is very conspicuous?"
Saying this, he pulled an enormous black robe from his soul-guided device and swept it over Mu Lin's head.
"Put this black robe on, don't show your soul-guided arm. Then come with me."
With that, he turned and walked towards the Haoyang City dock.
About half an hour later.
When Xuan Mo and Mu Lin arrived at the Haoyang City dock, an elderly man with white hair, a wrinkled face, and a sprightly demeanor walked towards them with a smile.
Xuan Mo smiled upon seeing the old man and quickly went to greet him.
The old man reached Xue Liuren and gave him a hearty hug, saying, "Young friend, it's been almost a year."
"Old Dimo, today I'm setting sail again."
The old man before them was none other than Old Dimo, who had built the "Dragon Soaring" for Xuan Mo. When they returned a year ago, Xuan Mo had entrusted him with the care of the "Dragon Soaring."
"Haha, I know that."
Old Dimo noticed that only Mu Lin was behind Xuan Mo, and he immediately saw the unusually thick arms beneath Xuan Mo's black robe. He was surprised, but for various reasons, he didn't ask any further questions out of curiosity.
After withdrawing his gaze, he led Xuanmo and Mulin to the "Dragon Soaring." "Young friends, do you need my help finding some sailors or cooks this time? The sea is treacherous."
Xuanmo and Mulin exchanged a glance, their minds flashing back to the trouble the evil spirit master had caused them at sea and on the Sun Moon Continent. They quickly shook their heads.
"Old Dimo, the two of us are enough this time."
"Alright then, I hope you can take good care of yourselves."
Old Dimo didn't insist, and at his signal, the dockworkers quickly began preparations for the "Dragon Soaring's" re-departure…
About half an hour later, Old Dimo looked at Xuanmo and Mulin, who had already boarded the ship, and slowly placed his hand on his chest. "Young men, I wish you a smooth voyage, just like before."
Under Old Dimo's blessing, Xuanmo and Mulin inexplicably shivered. Then they weighed anchor, hoisted the sails, and, with a gust of sea breeze bidding them farewell, the "Dragon Soaring" sailed further and further into the depths of the ocean, towards the sea route of the Sun and Moon Continent...
(End of Chapter)