Wen Sixty Masks
Yixing looked out the window helplessly, the originally planned day. But it was postponed because of an order, and as for whether to continue, it was not up to him to decide. Thinking of this, it is not easy to come to Chang'an City, it is better to go out and take a walk. Thinking of it, let's do it for so long. Yixing put on his clothes and came out of the guest house.
Chang'an City has been the capital of several dynasties since ancient times, and naturally, the culture and history here are fascinating.
Yixing walks aimlessly on the street, looking at this city that has been polished for countless years, the thick sense of history will make people who come here feel a sense of solemnity, and those beautiful tourist attractions make you unable to extricate yourself. But Yixing looked at the roadside scenery, but he had no intention of appreciating it, he was hesitant to call her, because he missed her.
Time is always lost too quickly when people are not paying attention, and when you find out, it has reached that irreparable moment.
It was getting dark, but Yixing still didn't go back to the accommodation. Still walking slowly, a crisp voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Big brother, do you want a mask?" A little kid suddenly said to Yixing.
Yixing was surprised that someone would interrupt him, at least in this strange city. Looking at the child's lovely face, I don't know what came to mind, Yixing suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and it could be seen that his mood seemed to have become good, "Little friend, why are you asking me for a mask?" With that, Yixing squatted down so that he could face the child.
The child is not afraid of life, and said in a crisp voice: "I think brother, I should want one." As he spoke, the two little hands kept rubbing each other.
As if amused by the child's innocence, Yixing asked, "So what kind of mask is there?" Because, Yixing didn't see where the mask was, thinking that it was the merchant's means again.
But it's all incredible. As soon as the silver light flashed on the child's hand, a golden mask appeared, which looked so beautiful that it was made of some kind of metal. I don't know why, Yixing's eyeballs were attracted, and he even involuntarily stretched out his hand and held it in his hand. Yixing looked at the golden mask in his hand, and couldn't help but think that a few days ago, he listened to what Xiao Ash said about Gu Shu in the fennel wine pipe. Everything looks like some kind of trap.
When you get caught by a spider, it eats you when you're exhausted.
Yixing raised his head suddenly, but he didn't find the figure of the child again, and looked around, where was the slightest figure of the child. Unconsciously, Yixing's brows furrowed, looking at the mask in his hand, he didn't move for a long time.
When Yixing returned to the guest house, it was already a little late. He was sitting in the room at this time, not the slightest hint of sleep, and the mask was placed in front of him.
There has always been a voice in his heart, "Put it on, put it on......"
But reason told him not to. Rubbing his swollen temples, the recent events were too much for him to do, and he needed to rest. However, he still took out a pen and paper and wrote something on it, and when he was done, he felt that it was inappropriate and crossed out some things with a pen. Then, for some reason, the paper ignited and turned into a puff of green smoke.
However, as he did this, the mask shone faintly when he wasn't looking.
Yixing seemed to feel that he was almost done, put down the pen, and then when everything was done. He slept in bed, and even so, he slept lightly.
The moon is in full bloom, the sky is full of stars, and the sky will always make us awe. A red star suddenly lit up, and the mask also emitted a strong light, which immediately reflected the brilliance of Yixing's room.
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