Chapter 2: The Yellow Springs Praise

The fire, like a flying elf, danced and danced throughout Fuyuki City, as if the daughter of the god of fire had just escaped from the arms of her parents, swaying her youth to the fullest.

Everything in Dongmu City is like receiving the baptism of the heavens, and in the fierce and passionate flames, it turns into wisps of pure gunsmoke, and after the baptism of scorching, it is put into the arms of the night sky that loves the world like Nuwa.

The night sky, illuminated by the firelight, also seems to be ignited by that enthusiasm, and under the embellishment of the cold stars, it exudes an intoxicating warmth.

"The drum reported four watches, and the ground shook six times.

The flame speaks for the Buddhas of the three worlds, and the Buddhas of the three generations listen to it on the ground. There is no end to the void, and the avenue is endless.

If you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will be successful.

Easily insert the stems and grasses, and the jade building and jade hall are in the sky. ”

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The fire burned until the cruel morning sun rose from the horizon and faded out in the cold morning light, dawn was not a good time, and anyone thought so, for she would make everything clear.

As the sun shines, the picturesque city of Fuyuki gradually emerges from the dense smoke, and large swaths of charred black earth reflect a spectrum full of tenderness under the cold light of a huge red jade in the sky.

"Daddy...... Mommy ......"

Yichun was wearing a room ** that was almost scorched black, walking on the dilapidated road full of the pungent smell of charcoal with blank eyes, muttering something vaguely in her mouth, Yichun passed many people along the way, and was also passed by many people, and no one paid attention to where she was going, because, in this catastrophe with countless deaths and injuries, she was lucky!

The cool breeze blew through Yi Chun's ears, making Yi Chun violently shake a spirit, and his spirit was clearer, looking around, there were many survivors wandering around like her, wandering in this almost life-destroying Dongmu City.

I heard that it was a fire that spread from the forest, but what kind of fire can burn this city made of reinforced concrete to such an extent, isn't this a punishment from heaven for the city?

I have always been attached to spring, how can I imagine the pain when winter comes.

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The wrath of the gods fell from the sky, and the blazing red flames swept across the earth, but the horror was still so white.

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Time passed quickly, and the emperor's relief came quickly, dozens of bags of rice were neatly arranged in front of the military transport truck, more than a dozen soldiers were neatly lined up in front of an iron stove in front of the car, and a huge cauldron that seemed to fit an adult goat into it kept tumbling out some slightly flawed rice grains in the boiling water.

No one looted, no one complained, everyone quietly and consciously lined up to receive the relief food distributed by the country. Of course, there are also people who do not come to receive it, because, for those who have lost their loved ones in an instant, it is their desire to die.

"The dead are long gone, and the living still need to be strong to live!" This kind of nonsense is said after the fact.

At night, the rain was pouring down, and it seemed that even the heavens were mourning something, and countless raindrops the size of soybeans poured down from the dark and gloomy night sky, slapping on the dry and scorched land, making a "Lingling" sound, this beautiful melody was like Beethoven, who was deaf in both ears, played the "Symphony of Destiny" passionately.

Yichun, who had been wandering for three days, finally fell to the ground without support, delirious, and everything in front of him began to wither.

The rain soaked Yi Chun's light single clothes, kept accumulating, and then turned into countless trickles that flowed along the veins of the whole body to the cold ground.

Yi Chun lay on his side in the middle of the dirty road, looking at the small puddle in front of him that reflected his lifeless face, and under the dense raindrops, there were layers of heart-warming ripples.

Yi Chun felt that there was an incomparably heavy darkness all around, and she couldn't breathe, and the small water beach in front of her was so clear that people couldn't help but sink into it and never come out again.

"Hey, wake up, I can't sleep!" An eager voice came from far and near, a soldier, with an ordinary face, but only the bright black eyes, shining in the rainy night.

Yi Chun wanted to stretch out her right hand, but unfortunately she was weak and didn't even have the strength to move her fingers. The vision became more and more blurred, the sky became darker and darker, a crystal tear slipped from the corner of the eye, and the whole world began to fall.

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Vaguely, Yi Chun's consciousness saw a shining golden light cluster in the chaos, and gradually moved closer to its source along the light, getting closer and closer, until the tentacle stopped in time.

At the end of the light was a golden wine glass, filled with an incomparably clear liquid, so warm and holy!

In a trance, this golden wine glass was like a white jade bottle, pure and flawless, only the clear liquid did not change.

Yi Chun slowly stretched out his hands and took the liquid in the golden wine glass, wanting to "kiss Fangze"!

The fingertips were getting closer and closer to the liquid surface, and the moment Yi Chun's fingertips touched the clear liquid, this hybrid space was instantly covered with golden light, and Yi Chun slowly closed his eyes that should not exist in this space with a reassuring smile in this light full of tenderness and holiness.

I want to ...... Sleep longer!

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The golden glet (San-greal) is a wine glass used by Jesus after he sent off Judas Iscariot and his 11 disciples at the Passover dinner before the crucifixion of Jesus on the 14th day of the Jewish calendar in 33 C.E. Jesus once took the cup and told his disciples to drink the red wine that symbolized his blood, thus establishing the Memorial Rite. Later some people believed that this cup had some kind of magical ability because of this special occasion. Legend has it that the magic furnace of Anwen was the predecessor of the Holy Grail. As myths and legends evolve, the Holy Grail has become a universal wish machine.

The jade bottle, the jade bottle is a magic weapon in the mythological story, Guanyin holds the jade bottle, which stores nectar water inside, and has the effect of resurrecting the dead. In "Journey to the West", Guanyin once used this bottle of water to save the ginseng fruit tree. The jade bottle in the hands of the two demons of Pingdingshan was originally the water of Taishang Laojun. The mana is boundless, and he once captured Sun Wukong. Another form of the universal wish machine in myths and legends.

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Big Ben, London, United Kingdom.

Big Ben, the clock tower attached to the Parliament Chambers of the United Kingdom, is the famous ancient clock in London (i.e. the Palace of Westminster Clock Announcer). Built in 1859. Installed on the 95-metre-high clock tower on the east side of the North Houses of Parliament at Westminster Bridge, the circular clock dial on all four sides of the clock tower, with a diameter of 6.7 metres, is a traditional landmark of London. On June 26, 2012, the United Kingdom announced that it would rename the clock tower of London's famous landmark "Big Ben" as "Elizabeth Tower".

This is just Big Ben in the eyes of ordinary people, and in the eyes of some special people, it is a huge academy - Elizabeth School of Magic and Magic.

The name "Elizabeth" is derived from the Hebrew personal name Elizabah (???????????? In the Old Testament, this is the name of Aaron's wife. The word "Elishabah" literally means "to swear in the name of God." In the early Greek texts of the Bible, the name is transcribed as the Greek form of Ελισ?βετ.

Yes, magic does exist, unlike what the general public thinks, but no one can say that it does not exist until there is enough evidence that it does not exist.

Right next to this huge building, there is a slightly luxurious villa, which although it looks like it has just been built, but it exudes an ancient atmosphere.

In the villa, a middle-aged man who looks very capable is anxiously calling the girl on the bed, slightly hoarse and looking particularly sad in this medieval European-style bedroom.

"Belica, Belica......"

Mai Yuan Yichun, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by this voice in an impatient mood, and a good sleep was woken up, and anyone would be angry.

"It's noisy, you ......"

Yi Chun didn't say any more, because she saw a pair of green eyes full of worry, red and weeping, and a strange Westerner face full of anxiety, but ...... I don't know what happened, but I felt very kind.

"Belleka, you're so worried about me!"

The kind stranger spoke the language he once knew and had a headache with, English, but now he understood him without hindrance, and it seemed that the stranger knew him, who was "Belica"? Having a very close relationship with yourself? And where is this?

This...... What the hell is going on?