The sun sank more than halfway through. 6.50

Tang Qi hugged Qin Ri in his hand, and his eyes turned to the watch on his wrist, the long green needle was glowing, and it was dancing steadily in a small grid, a small grid. Children are already at an age with strong curiosity, and this Qin Ri went from being uneasy at the beginning to being surprised when he saw Tang Qi's watch, "Brother Tang, what is the effect of such a strange and ingenious thing?"

Tang Qi took the watch hand and pointed to the sky outside, "This is a strange item that can remember the hour, my hometown calls this thing a watch, of course, since there is a watch, there will be a hanging watch in the house, a pocket watch in the arms, with these watches, we can broadcast the time without a watch, we can know the time accurately." ”

He pointed to the medium-length pointer in his hand, "Hey, the thin one keeps jumping in a circle, this one will jump one square, when this one is not long or short nine more times, the shortest one will jump one square, and the hour will be dusk..."

Xiaobao stared intently at the second hand that was always beating, and his whole body and mind were immersed in it, just like seeing the brightest stars, seeing the most beautiful flowers, and his eyes were shining with sparkling light...

At dusk

Tang Qi felt the strength of Qin Ri's resistance in his arms, and easily opened his arm, the light little body staggered two steps and then turned his head, a serious and silent little face that violated the harmony, his eyes flashed with a fine green light, he touched his forehead, his eyes kept focusing on Tang Qi, "I know you, you shouldn't exist at this time..."

The words that made Tang Qi feel refreshed, he scratched his head, as long as it was not the existence of raising his fist at the beginning, it was all excellent, "How do you know about me?"

Qin Ri pointed to his head, "I can see everything Xiaobao sees, but he doesn't know my existence..."

The small figure paced under the dim oil lamp, the dark orange light flickered and flickered with the figure, and the mottled corner of the hall added a little dilapidation, he suddenly stopped, and the light flickered, "You are a good person, a person without sin, why bother to mix in..."

Tang Qi pulled over the stool and sat down, and said with a wry smile, "I am a mixture, I can only say that it is just the right time..."

In my heart, I unconsciously added a sentence that there is an essential difference between the control of the master of the spiritual realm and the marionette in the silk play. Under the control of fate, the brave will defeat the evil dragon, the mortal protagonist will eventually rebel against the sky, the eternal sun, moon and stars will change, and the good-natured girl will also empathize with the love.

Fate is really a terrible and elusive thing, and this spiritual realm master may be an existence that has almost touched destiny to some extent....

Tang Qi was in a state of distraction, and the ghost occupying Qin Ri's body just looked at him quietly, without even the slightest impatience.

"You are Qin Ri's father, one of the two people who were unfortunately selected to be killed by the ghost god in Master Zheng's plan, but under the arrangement of fate, he became a real ghost, what a ridiculous reincarnation of fate..."

Tang Qi was stunned for a while, and after thinking for a while, he raised his head and said to the existence in Qin Ri's body, not very sure, but it was also reasonable.

The two gloomy green flames in Qin Ri's eyes skyrocketed, "Tang Gongzi's guess is good, so can you guess again what I'm going to do next?"

"Actually, I still have some doubts about this, this is just Old Master Zheng or Old Master Zhao, but do the Second Young Master of the Zhao Family and that Wang Kui have any connection with those stories?"

Tang Qi didn't have a positive answer, and he was really a little puzzled, just according to what Master Zhao said, but at that time, the second young master of the Zhao family was only a child of a few years old, so it stands to reason that Wang Kui had no contact, so how could he be involved...

"Haha, it's ridiculous, do you know why we were chosen to be substitutes?"

Qin Ri's sleeves flicked slightly, and there was fire in his eyes, "It's just that there are three points in front of the door, and my husband and wife are both ghosts, and my mother, who should be enjoying her family, can only be lonely and dependent on my little Bao'er!

Tang Qi was silent, these things are inextricably linked, each cause creates an effect, and each effect corresponds to a cause.

"As for the second young master of the Zhao family, he was just an accident, a patient with hidden coronary heart disease, who died of strong fright, do you say that there is some accident? Some dramatic things will make the whole story more uncertain..."

Someone was talking in the courtyard, and the voice came to the hall, Tang Qi turned his head violently, and a figure walked over to him, tall and fat, with a backlit silhouette, and slowly walked in front of Tang Qi...

The person who came stood in front of Tang Qi, looking at his guarded and nervous expression, "Anla, Anla, I don't need to trouble you at all, little friend..."

There was a light smile on his round face, and the two pear vortices at the corners of his mouth looked a little cute.

Tang Qi's heart was shocked, this is the spirit that has met the main master, the master of this spiritual realm, playing with the living beings in the palm of his hand, and it seems that he is about to grasp the spirit of fate...

"You can call me, the legendary writer, Hiko..."

Yan raised his hand slightly, and a strong emotional spiritual energy erupted from him, and the ring-like aura swept across the entire Qinghe, everything stopped after being radiated by this strong emotional spiritual energy, the stream, the willow tree, the birds, beasts, insects, and fish, it is this kind of routine that stops at time, Tang Qi said that these big guys have the same routine, and they play with time at every turn, but it is too bad...

Probably feeling Tang Qi's thoughts, Yan pursed his lips, everything around, people, scenes, houses, chickens, dogs, and even mountains and rivers and land, all turned into a puff of green smoke like a lamp and candle extinguished, and this stream of green smoke gathered in Yan's hand, and finally condensed into a silk book...

Tang Qi found himself in a different place, this looks like a library in the world, but... The sky is the dome, the earth is the bottom, looking at the vast bookshelves as vast as the sand of the Ganges, standing there in rows, Tang Qi looked at the rows of bookshelves stupidly, and looked stupidly at the silk book in Yan's hand...

Is this ™ the whole world packed into his spiritual realm? No, with this amount, I'm afraid that any thought in the minds of humans in the whole world will not be able to fill the bookshelves here...

"Ahem, don't think too much, so many books are actually just what I use to prop up the façade..."

Yan looked at Tang Qi whose mouth was about to fall to the ground, knowing what he was doing, he was shocked, he waved his hand again, and the bookshelves all over the world disappeared, leaving only three or two lonely, still not full of books, he walked to the front of a column, put the silk book in his hand, Tang Qi's sharp eyes finally saw the name of the book...

"Three original sins..."Tang Qi muttered aloud...

Only the Three Original Sins? Tang Qi thought, "What happened to the old man Zhao in the end..."

Hiko smiled, "I said he was sin, he was sin, I said he was good, he was good..."

Even though the sins are monstrous and the blood stains the earth, the pen points to the twists and turns of black and white grievances, and they are all written by the pen. In this era where obtaining information is as easy as eating and drinking, polishing our eyes and keeping our hearts is the best thing we can do for ourselves...