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She pinched the corner of her dress with one hand and held the wide mirror with the other, and was silent for a while.

"Why don't you wait for your energy to recover?"

"It's useless. In my place of light, light represents everything, without the presence of light, the place of light cannot function, and connecting to your place of light requires a lot of energy to support. ”

The giant golden eyes barely supported their own light under Lolita's thoughts, and the darkness around them was like a tide, gradually pouring into every corner of the void, and the density became larger and larger.

This dull feeling of suffocation, Lu'er is the most sensitive one.

"I'm going to go through the black door."

Lolita grabbed her: "Don't, let's just wait where we are, there may be something wrong with the mirror, but it's an unexplored space, I don't want to..." ”

"Actually, I still like the Lolita who broke into my place of light in the first place."

Lolita crouched down, leaned against the frame on the edge of the mirror, and tapped her hand on the metal frame on the edge of the frame, making a soft sound. The soft sound echoed in the surrounding void, forming a pleasant bell, making Lu'er feel a cool wind blowing from the surrounding void.

"That's what I usually do... I'm still a little scared. ”

The golden giant eyes slowly closed their eyes, and the gentle light left the last bit of tenderness, revealing the coldness of the night.

The huge rings were covered in dust, and they had become so old that they seemed to shatter at the slightest touch. The ground of the square turned into a light mist, and Lu'er stepped on the black and white tiles on the ground, which was soft and comfortable.

The previous floor tiles weren't cute at all, and you want to ignore the people standing on them?

Lolita stared at the ground in front of her, and finally stood up and straightened her clothes, but her breathing was still a little scrambled.

"Then I'll do Lolita again."

Lu'er smiled knowingly, took her hand, and walked towards the black door.

She had a strange feeling that the black door was her own, connected to her heart.

A string of jingling wind chimes was hung by Grandpa George on the window edge, facing east, which is the "pass" place when the sun rises. He hopes that Lu'er can wake up in the sun every day, which is also his blessing to "her".

His footsteps were remembered on the pale wooden floor, the tobacco in his pipe had been cleaned up, and his dependence on the pipe began to decline, turning his attention to the "Three Laws" mentioned earlier.

He placed a piece of paper on the table, the sunlight reflecting the white tip of the old Parker fountain pen.

"There is one law after the three laws, and it serves to redefine the place of light. The theory pendulum should know something, not to mention that I have the original text. ”

"How do you know the book is in his hand?"

"The only bookstore in town has fairy tale books that have certain classification restrictions. Including the story of the little budgie you watched, it is a further borrowing of words to develop your fantasy theory, which is a long-lost graphic symbol. ”

"The illustrations?"

"Not only that, but also those annotations. That one... There is only that one, which has the supreme core theory in the original text. The Fourth Law. ”

"The Fourth Law..."

The black door suddenly became viscous when the two of them hesitated, and gradually collapsed into their own space, and the structure on the door began to distort, and there was a kind of "indentation" that defied common sense.

It was as if it was struggling to support its body and doing its best.

Luer pulled Lolita up and ran quickly towards the black door that was about to collapse, feeling the air around them begin to become viscous, and the two of them seemed to be fish swimming in the water, swinging their legs, opening the water curtain in front of them, extremely free.

In the blink of an eye, they swam through the black door, and through the faint light, a huge stone tablet appeared in the bottomless ocean, engraved with a series of words that the two had never seen before, all the way to the top of the stone tablet.

"You can breathe... It's magical. ”

"It doesn't look like a place of light, does it?"

"Is there no reason for the Creator.."

The two girls wandered slowly in this bizarre place of light, and the sound of each other's heartbeats was amplified a lot by the action of water waves. Other than that, there is a deathly silence.

Suspended in the water, Lull tries to use her creations to unlock the secrets of this place of light, and her curiosity about the mysterious will no longer be controlled. Hitomi slowly appeared following her thoughts, the illusory white robe floating in the water, and Lolita beside her couldn't help but mischievously grab his clothes and swing back and forth.

"It's another place of light, as if abandoned," he said, surveying his surroundings and touching his chin. "Its owner had reached the state of some kind of creation a long time ago. That stele is the best proof of that. ”

Lolita swam to the bottom of the stele and gently stroked its rough surface with her hand, and was surprised to find that the surface of the stele actually flowed with a faint spiritual energy, as if it was silk wrapped in the outside of an apple, revealing a strange fragrance and softness.

The sea was bottomless, and she looked down from the bottom of the stone tablet, only to see the nothingness of the black hole, and there was no entity-like existence.

She swam slowly back to Lu'er and Hitomi Shaki, a little tired.

"Connect to your place of light, there are no limits."

Luerno looked thoughtfully at the symbols on the surface of the stele, and suddenly asked, "Now, maybe this is not a stele, right?" I always feel that, according to Hitomi Shaki, it can be regarded as a creation, so what is the point of such a silent creation? What is the reason for abandoning it... ”

"The Fourth Law."

The old man covered the pen and gently placed it on the table, propped his hands on the ends of the corners, admiring the results of his reasoning.

But suddenly, he fussily tore the papers, angrily throwing their corpses into the air, cursing something in his mouth.

"Original!"

The wind chimes rang in the breeze, and Old Grandpa George suddenly came back to his senses, looking at his hands in horror, and his vision was a little blurred.

"It's it again, the original text, the stuff that changes my brain."

He hurriedly leaned down, carefully put away the paper, and swept his eyes over and over the ground, trying not to leave a trace.

After a long time, the door was shut, leaving only the wind chime to ring alone.

Lonely, echo.