Chapter 190: Soul Demon Dream, Moving Forward Bravely (Part 8)

(a)

At dusk, Youmeng held a large iron box and returned to the door of the Bailing House.

Thanks to Sakiya, who appeared in time, she managed to avoid the "ten little boys, not one left" barrage game and instead played tennis with Fran for an afternoon. That's right, it's real tennis, not the murderous tennis of Nalan Twilight. There is an indoor gymnasium on the first floor of the Red Devil Pavilion, so they can have a good time.

By the way, Youmeng has won ten consecutive victories. The main reason for not being able to achieve more victories was that Fran shook the racket halfway through the game.

"Sorry, I came back a little late. Youmeng pushed the door into the house, and saw that Baili Bailing was sitting at the table, so he said, "There are some things in the middle, and I delayed a bit." ”

"No, you're a lot faster than I thought. Bai Ling said, "Please sit down." ”

Youmeng pulled a chair and sat down opposite Bai Ling. There was a small piece of white silk on the square table, and on it was an inkstone, a pen, and a long knifeβ€”it was the Louguan sword that Bai Ling had "drawn" up. Its style and size are exactly the same as the original Louguan Sword, as the owner of the Louguan Sword, Youmeng recognized its authenticity at first glance - indeed, from the outside, there is nothing to find fault with.

I just don't know if it's not the same feeling when I hold it in my hand.

Although the excitement poured out of his heart like a fountain, Youmeng still forced himself to calm down, took his eyes away from the sword, turned to Bai Ling, and said:

"I went to visit the vampire from the outside world, Nalan Twilight, and told him about your plight. Then, he gave me this thing. ”

As she spoke, she placed the large iron box on the table.

"When he gave it to me, he said to me, 'Please tell the painter that there's nothing in there, you don't have to open it.'" She added.

Bai Ling narrowed his eyes and carefully examined the iron box. The box is a cube, about two feet long, the body of the box is silvery, the surface is smooth, quite metallic, and its six sides are seamless, which is a perfect and seamless one, because of this, it does not have such a thing as a "box lid".

In fact, it's more like a hollow metal cube than a "box".

"Can you do me a favor, Soulsoul? Bai Ling stared at it for a while, then said, "Xiao Sheng's strength is relatively weak, can you help me pick up that box and shake it vigorously?"

"Of course!"

Youmeng didn't hesitate to pick up the iron box with both hands and shook it a few times. Immediately, there was a sound of "clang" and "clang" in the box, which seemed to be the collision of metal objects.

"That's it, thank you. ”

Bai Ling motioned to Youmeng to put down the iron box, and after a little contemplation, he lifted the brush that had not dried on the inkstone, and said:

"Please push the box over. ”

Youmeng did so, pushing the box to the side close to Bai Ling. She saw Bai Ling standing up and drawing a pattern shaped like a keyhole on the front of the iron box, so she wondered:

"Excuse me, what are you going to do here?"

"I'm going to open it. He was busy with the work at hand, and he didn't raise his head to the ground.

After drawing the keyhole, Bai Ling drew an old-fashioned large copper key on the white silk. Then, he put down the pen and pinched it lightly with two fingers, and pulled the key in the painting into reality. He used the drawn key to open the drawn lock, only to see the key gently slide into the keyhole, and the two were as good as heaven, leaving no gap.

Youmeng knows and has seen the incredible ability of this guy to turn the things in the painting into reality, and I thought I wouldn't be surprised anymore, but this ...... Apparently beyond her imagination.

"Not only can you turn the illusory into reality, but you can even use fictional things to modify reality, Baili Bailing, what kind of divine ...... is it," she thought to herself, "An ordinary onmyoji, thirteen years old...... Who are you fooling!"

The key turned, and only a "click" sound, and the top of the iron box opened like an ordinary lid. The overly rational question of why a six-sided iron box can be opened without being destroyed is no longer important. Youmu craned her neck and glared at the contents of the box. At this glance, she couldn't even say a word.

Inside the iron box, there was another iron box, the style was exactly the same as the big iron box on the outside, but it was one size smaller.

The two looked at each other, staring at each other with big eyes, and in silence, they already understood each other's thoughts, so they nodded in unison. Bai Ling picked up the pen again, drew the second key, and opened the small iron box inside.

Then, as expected, he got a smaller tin box......

After a long effort, on the square table in front of the two of them, a total of seven keys from large to small were neatly arranged, and the corresponding iron boxes were seven open from large to small. The largest box can only be carried with arms folded, and the smallest box is the size of a palm.

Then, lying in the palm of Bai Ling's palm, the eighth box, the size of which was almost the same as the small velvet box used to hold the ring.

"Hopefully this is the last ......"

Bai Ling sighed a little helplessly, and inserted the small key in his other hand into the lock hole on the surface of the iron box.

"Click"

One side of the tin box slowly opened, and I saw that the confined space wrapped in metal on six sides was empty.

There was only a hint of breeze, an inch of shadow, and nothing else.

Bai Ling was shocked, and so was the demon dream standing across from him. He turned the box upside down and shook it vigorously a few times, and when he saw that nothing had fallen out, he put it down. After a moment of awkward silence, Bai Ling suddenly craned his neck and laughed loudly.

"Hahahaha, it's really unreasonable, it's unreasonable!"

Although they haven't been together for a long time, in the mind of Youmeng, this Baili Bai Ling is a very serious person, and suddenly laughing so happily can't help but make people a little panicked. She hurriedly explained:

"That...... I can explain that I don't really know about this ......"

"No, I don't have to explain. Bai Ling wiped the tears that came out of his laughter with his sleeve, waved his hand again and again, and said, "The gift sent by the Nalan clan, Xiao Sheng has already accepted it." ”

"Huh?" Youmeng was stunned, "but this box is not ......"

"It's empty, that's right. Bai Ling said, "Although it is empty, it is not empty, there is actually a thing locked here." ”

"What's that?"

"That's Xiaosheng's curiosity for knowledge!" Bai Ling sighed, "Thinking about it now, it's just that after looking at a few more mountains and a few rivers, he thinks that he has exhausted everything in the world, and Xiaosheng is really too arrogant." Each of these eight layered boxes, the more intense the curiosity of the little one was opened, and at the same time, he also fell deeper into the trap carefully designed by the Nalan clan. When everything was clear, but nothing was found, and Nalan Clan's triumphant expression almost floated in front of Xiao Sheng. ”

"This ...... Is there anything to be happy about?"

"Of course there is!" Bai Ling said excitedly, rather unlike himself, "Xiao Sheng was told early in the morning that this box was empty, but he still had to take great pains to open it to find out, why is this?"

"So, why can Xiaosheng turn a blind eye to the mountains, rivers, and all the magnificent things? That's because he doesn't want to know. Xiaosheng thought that he knew everything, but in fact he mistakenly regarded what he knew as 'everything', and then lost his desire to learn, locked the little knowledge he had into an iron box called "pride", and then he was lonely and self-contained. Everything in this world, every flower and tree has infinite knowledge, just as there is a box in this box, there is something that you want to know, and there is nothing if you don't want to know, and the wise and the foolish are just the difference between this line. ”

As he spoke, he picked up the smallest tin box, pointed to it, and said:

"Before opening it, Xiao Sheng had been locking himself in this box, facing the walls all day long without realizing it, like a frog at the bottom of a well. Now, I'm going to look 'outside'. ”

"'Outside'?" Youmu nodded incomprehensibly.

If you put the world's swordsmanship in one box, if you want to continue to make progress on top of it, you can only come to the "outside", right?

"Thank you, Mr. Bai Ling!" Thinking of this, Youmeng bowed respectfully and said, "I have gained quite a bit here." ”

"You don't have to be polite, Xiaosheng should thank you. Bai Ling returned the salute and said, "If there is no Soul Clan to help, Xiao Sheng doesn't know how long he will be troubled." ”

"Where, where, it's just an errand runner, everything is the credit of Mr. Nalanyu. ”

"Yes, it seems that Xiaosheng also needs to have a meeting with this gentleman. But that's all for later. ”

After saying that, Bai Ling picked up the recast Louguan Sword on the table with both hands, handed it to Youmeng, and said:

"As promised, this is your sword, so please give it a try and see if you can get it. ”

Hearing him say this, Youmeng was also unceremoniously, grabbed the long knife, waved it in the air, and sighed:

"It's so fast, this is even faster than the original Louguan Sword!"

"That's nature. Bai Ling smiled, "Actually, Xiao Sheng made a few improvements on the way to make the sword. ”

"What are they? ”

Youmeng flicked the knife and retracted it into the long-idle scabbard, and said.

(b)

"Uh-huh...... Uh-huh......"

The night of the underworld is silent. Yuyuko of Xixing Temple was alone in the white jade building, and at this time she was holding two folding fans, humming a light ballad, and dancing around the round table.

"Izumae clove oil curry...... Ham, eggs, radish sauce...... Hot water for three minutes, uh-huh...... Xixing Temple Youyouzi, personally cooked, abundant food and clothing......"

This makes her casual saliva song suck.

As she had sang, three minutes later, Yuyuko sat upright at the small round table and lifted the lid of the cup with joy, and a fragrant steam rose from it. She put her hands together and said in a loud voice:

"I-on-move-la-"

It was as if the ghosts of the underworld were concerned about her meals......

"Suck ......"

Suck a large mouthful of instant noodles into your mouth and chew a few bites beautifully, which is really ......

"It's unpalatable. ”

Yuyuko closed the lid of the cup, and her face was almost wrinkled into bitter melon. This soft texture, the soup base full of MSG and various food additives, and the jerky like industrial foam are not as good as Yumu's EX meat handmade beef ramen.

After a while, however, she sighed, lifted the lid again, and continued to eat with a frown.

"Youmeng won't come back tonight......"

As she ate, she held her chin, raised her head, and muttered to herself. Her gaze drifted out of the house, all the way away, and finally into the distant night.