"Hello, is it the prosperous Tang Dynasty?" A deep voice sounded in front of Tang An. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Tang An raised his lowered head and glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him with a slightly cold gaze. Under such a gaze, the pupils of the middle-aged man in front of him constricted unconsciously.

As if sensing that something was wrong, Tang An lowered his eyes, propped up his injured left hand on the trunk, and stood up straight. Although his hands had become cold and numb in the air that was gradually becoming cold, the moment he exerted his strength, the pain from the wound on his hand made him gasp.

He flexed his knuckles a few times, didn't look up, and said in a hoarse voice, "I am the Tang Dynasty of the Prosperous Age, are you the sea of suffering?" I'm sorry, because something happened, so I wasn't in a good mood and didn't scare you, right? ”

"It's fine." The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, but he glanced Tang An up and down, and then asked, "You've been waiting for a long time, haven't you?" ”

"It wasn't too long." Tang An responded loudly. As if he was a little tired of such a painless greeting, he raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and asked straight to the point, "That thing, can you let me take a look at it first?" ”

The middle-aged man froze, and the corners of his eyes provoked a bit of doubt, but he didn't answer. Seeing his hesitation, Tang An took a deep breath, suppressed the surging impatience in his heart, and patiently explained, "Something happened on my side and needed to be dealt with as soon as possible, so I don't have much time to solve this matter as soon as possible." So, let's get straight to the point. ”

"Is that so?" The middle-aged man pondered for a while, opened the briefcase that had been clipped under his armpit with his backhand, and then took out a rectangular object wrapped in a blue cloth from it, held it in the palm of his hand, and looked at Tang An in front of him with a solemn face.

"In that case, I'll get straight to the point." The kindness on his face instantly faded and turned into solemnity. "Little friend, I got this thing from a person by chance. Over the years, he has prevented several disasters for me. Not long ago, I got its dream and told me that my fate with it had been exhausted, and it was better to send it to the next destined person as soon as possible, so I would hang its information on the Internet and wait for the destined person to find out. ”

He said this, but he was intently observing Tang An's expression. But he didn't see anything out of the ordinary. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then suddenly asked sharply, "What are you going to do with it?" ”

"Protect a person." Under his sudden attack, Tang An's eyelids trembled, but he replied involuntarily. As soon as the words came out, a cold light burst out of Tang An's eyes, and he stared at the middle-aged man in front of him, with only a cold meaning on his face. "You ......" he was about to have a seizure, but the middle-aged man in front of him had a heartfelt smile on his face.

"Protect a person? Very good, very good......" The middle-aged man said this, but the more he laughed, the happier he became. He smiled and smiled, but suddenly shook his hand and threw the thing in his hand into Tang An's hand, "Since that's the case, it's ...... It's yours. ”

Tang An subconsciously stretched out his hand, took the small cloth package in his hand, rubbed it twice in disbelief, and when he looked up again, he saw that the middle-aged man had turned around, holding the briefcase, and left without a trace of nostalgia.

He retracted his gaze and cautiously opened the small cloth package lying in his palm, and when his eyes touched the sachet, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Xiao Yue, with it, you shouldn't be so painful anymore, right?" ”

He wrapped the sachet again, stuffed it into his school bag, then turned around and walked quickly towards the road from which he came, he wanted to quickly deliver it to Wang Yue.

"The hukou has also been built...... Mo Yin Bao'er walked out of the police station in the small county town with the big red hukou book that still smelled of ink, behind her, the policeman with a little drowsy eyes slid the mouse, hiding the page that had just been used, and when everything returned to its place, he was suddenly awake, scratching his head, he stood up, holding the empty paper cup unconsciously, and walked towards the water dispenser.

"Words...... Wang Yue," she turned her eyes to look in the direction of the city, and whispered his name in a somewhat unaccustomed voice, "I...... It's coming...... Come to your side and step into your life......"

She whispered, looking in his direction as she watched in the traffic that came and went. But she didn't notice that the person who had been following her was gone. Or maybe she noticed, but didn't care.

Open the tan metal door and change the sneakers on your feet weakly. Wang Yue dragged his tired body through the empty living room, opened the door of his room, threw the schoolbag in his hand aside, and then plunged into the quilt.

He leaned on the soft quilt and closed his eyes with some relief. He fled, he could no longer hear the sound, and the hazy and turbulent impulse in his heart gradually calmed down. It loosened his tight heartstrings. At least for this time, he is still him.

He closed his eyes in peace of mind, letting himself sink into the abyss of exhaustion, letting his body relax and let sleepiness invade. He lay on the bed in his room, and after a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

On the other side, he walked back to the school gate quickly, and was about to follow the road leading to Wang Yue's house to his house, and Tang An, who handed over the things he had just gotten to Wang Yue, suddenly stopped. He clearly wanted to take a step towards that path, but when he did, a feeling of inappropriateness would rise in his heart.

It was as if if he really brought this sachet to Wang Yue's house at this time and handed it to him, the effect that could have been played would have become very small under the interference of some force.

'The time has not come. It was as if a voice was telling him that from the bottom of his heart. He hesitated for a long time, and the knuckles of the straps of his bag turned white, and then he made up his mind, turned away from the road, and walked back to his home. "The time has not yet come......" he whispered, drifting away.

When he turned to leave, the blue-shirted young man who was waiting on the road leading to Wang Yue's house raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at the direction of Tang An's departure with some regret, "It's a pity that this variable can only be forced back now......" He crossed his arms, turned his eyes, looked at the residence where Wang Yue lived, and said in a deep voice, "However, before she is ready, she must not let this variable go to his hands, otherwise, she may be killed." ”

He lifted his eyes and glanced at the sky above him. "Fifteen hundred years ago, the will of the heavenly dome returned to ignorance and lost its original strength and majesty. After thousands of years, this ignorance has also begun to give birth to its own, is life and death to be taken away? ”

A wind came and swept the corners of his clothes. At that moment, looking up at the sky, he looked so tall and absolutely upright.

"From Kunlun Mountain, go back to the starry sky......" The beautiful girl wearing a green fluorescent woven dress and vicissitudes of life walked on the crowded street, but it seemed to be walking in an empty city. No one could see her presence, no one could touch her body. She walked slowly, parting the crowd, her gaze wandering strangely across the city.

Her gaze swept around every corner she could see, as if searching for something. However, her gaze never lingered anywhere, and the expression on her face was never clear, and it was impossible to tell what she was looking for, or whether she had found it.

She just walked down the street with her arms crossed. Let the ayara on her body flutter in the cold wind, her face does not change, floating in the cold winter, and the cold and heat do not invade.

Everyone who stood in her way would unconsciously get out of the way as she approached, but they didn't realize it. She is like a queen born in the world, and no one dares to violate her. She is independent of the world that the world cannot see, walking, searching, and exploring what the world cannot know.

There was a desolate singing voice around her, so sad, but no one could hear it. She was the only one who was surrounded by this desolate song. Her figure looked so lonely. No one has heard this song, and naturally no one will understand it. And this song was originally sung by the countless flying insects that made her up. I can't understand this song, I can't understand her anymore. No one understands her, she is only lonely, only lonely.

"O immortal god of the end of the law, the glory is beyond the end......" She stepped on the song and wandered in the crowd, but suddenly stopped and looked up at the tall building in front of her. The corners of her mouth hooked slightly, and she immediately flew into the air.

"All the immortals are gone, the gods die together, and only the sigh of fate remains...... "The farther she flies, the stronger the wind becomes, wrapping the ayara on her body, rolling indiscriminately.

"Broken souls, silent under the stars......" she flew up to the top of the tall building and fell flutteringly. At that moment, she was as ethereal as a fairy in the dust.

"Conceived in silence, born as Bodhi, born as an insect......" she looked away, glanced around where she had walked, and then turned around to see where she was about to go. As if he had discovered something, a shallow smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"The light of the fireflies, the reflection of the stars, led by Bodhi, fell on the Kunlun ......" She walked on the top of the building hundreds of meters high, stood on the other side of the roof, and then let herself fall.

"When Bodhi died, the insect queen awakened ......"

"Bodhi forgets, only the insect Ji will remember forever......" She fell to the ground flutteringly, turned her head, glanced at the tall building behind her, and then slowly walked away.