Section 10 Welcome Station (4)
Moving against the current, annihilating the widowhood. Going with the wind is even more suffocating. The weakened body completely escaped my clutches and fell to the bed like mud.
"Should I applaud the cowardly gentleness of your eyes for being so frustrated at the limits of your body without permission, and so vulnerable to your apparent drive? Since the young master refuses to be responsible for the mission, then this pill can also be abandoned arrogantly. β
Weak muscles, as if fried in hot oil, seep through the sparse pores and tumble in the frozen blood vessels. The collision of ice and fire conjures up my chaotic alternating seasons, and even the chaotic fusion.
The limbs that were lifted up, without the slightest sign of meridian connection and resurrection, drooped at will. The hot water that had been poured down, mixed with the residue of the potion, easily broke through the throat and dissolved in the hungry digestive juices. The darkness after closing the door, close at hand, powerless to touch, but contained in, is this a welcome post or a paradise? The coffin prepared for me stood quietly, and I couldn't lie in.
The eyes were full of darkness, but there were more figures shaking. Regaining consciousness a little, he groped for a dry match beside the bed, and with a slight stroke, lit the new candlelight. The same scene, but with a change of location. Xiao Yi, who was lying on the side of the bed, must be tired today! I touched my head, but I didn't notice it. Crawling to the other side of the bed, he turned over neatly and tiptoed to the window.
"Bell"
The agile turn seemed to be an auditory hallucination that had just been allowed to make a mistake when he had just recovered his function, and Xiao Yi was still lying in his original position. The quiet world hidden outside the window conveys a calm signal, and the messy thoughts begin to slowly recover and tidy up.
A few months ago, in the middle of the night, I flipped through the map of the trend of territorial changes in recent years, but accidentally found a yellowed record in the old box, the text has basically been worn out in the dust of the years, but the damage resistance of the paint pen is obviously better, like a round bread strung on the mountains, and a layer of butter is intimately put on it. Originally, it was only told to Fili as a joke, but it turned out that she was ridiculed for not knowing the map. After proofreading again and again, I was surprised to find that it was the 'Pagula' mountain range of the Turan Kingdom, and on top of it was a magnified missing geometric coin. Later, Prince Villa consulted some secret files and discovered that the Geometric Coin had indeed stayed in Turan for unknown reasons. So the conspiracy began, first convincing the Duke of Mills, who controlled the defense army, as a cover, and then invading the city of Asami in the name of a merchant to retrieve the geometric coins that symbolized the royal power. And because of the civil strife in Turan, the plan of the colony was arranged by the way. The members of the team have already appeared one by one, and the group of seven who want to subvert the regime are currently staying in this absolutely mysterious welcome inn, the intruder's paradise of freedom. And as an unqualified leader, it seems that he cannot adapt to such dry air and is sick in bed.
"Bell, you're awake! Go back to bed and lie down. β
I only felt that in the air that shrunk suddenly, my slender arms dragged me back to the soft bed, and then I was wrapped tightly. Xiao Yi's face was full of anger.
"Sorry to worry you."
Lowering his already low voice, he barely finished a sentence. Tilting his head slightly, seeing Xiao Yi about to burst out of tears, the strength accumulated out of nowhere, broke free from the shackles of the silk thread, and it was Xiao Yi who was tightly hugged in his arms instead.
"I'm sorry I can't fulfill my promise and protect you every moment, I'm sorry I can't take on my mission and never make you angry."
"Bell? It's that I can't forgive myself, I can't take care of you when you're in the most pain, I can't share your pain, I can't apologize. β
"Fool!"
I breathed a sigh of relief, and the load on my shoulders seemed to have become much stronger, but it was very relaxed, and it had really improved. There was a rhythmic knock on the door, and I entered the door without permission, and I regained my composure in a panic, and I was once again held tightly in my throat, barely breathing.
"Ou, Ou,"
"Bell, what's wrong with you? Why don't you speak? β
"Ou, Ou, Ou,"
"Lord Omirilijie, the young master doesn't seem to be very satisfied with your blackmail, and in order to refuse your kindness, he has to choose to die!"
Siqi's meaningless justification, even the urging to add fuel to the fire, is more like borrowing the sinful hand of a naΓ―ve and ignorant person to murder me.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so happy to see Bell come back to life, and I didn't suppress the joy in my heart. Bell, are you alright? β
The pace in place is understood as a struggle on the line of death, and after one step of crossing, it is indeed an abyss, and there is no lifeless barrier. I could only gasp for breath, and the last time I was in the Earl's Court recalled the tragic situation at the Earl's Court, which was even more dangerous than this time.
"It's okay, just get used to it."
"Huh? How can it be okay? Our blind intrusion seems to have disturbed some shy envy! β
"Sister Fili!"
"Ah, there is a tacit understanding of the foreign enemy with one voice!"
Everyone laughed, Si Qi no longer disguised his white teeth, Omri was laughing almost with convulsions, Plant made the antics, Truss was much more shy, and as for the initiator of the incident, Bella Fili, had collapsed on the bed and leaned back. Suddenly realized something, looking at Xiao Yiyi's red face, I probably felt the same, I couldn't help it, covered my mouth, and laughed out loud naturally.
"Hey, I'm going to complain, you guys don't follow my rules! I'm going to blast you out! β
Downstairs, there was the shout of the manager of Nayami, who was probably infected by the joyful atmosphere, or the roar of the sleep sense. Si Qi picked up a box of Turan coins and scattered them directly out of the window, absorbing the black ink in the night, and the only small white pieces of paper left under the moonlight were like snowflakes returning to nature in the spring breeze.
"Hey, you go on, now you're the rules, use the money to ravage me to your heart's content!"
After a more hearty laughter, it came to an abrupt end with the invasion of the cold wind. The interruption of joy also stems from the joy of not understanding the customs.
"Ahem, lag does not mean lag, let alone failure. Newcomers always need to adapt to the test of the environment, but the extension of the trial period determines the future honor and disgrace, which is my deep experience when I came to the other world. The lost soldier does not know the time, does not know the way back, and does not know the time to return. In the same expedition, we do not have their formation, and we can return to the steppe of the kingdom of Koren again to race horses and gallop. β
I don't know why I made such a statement, maybe it was just a generous statement of acquiescence as a leader.
"Then the first unlocking key to knock on the door of victory is in my hands. After my coercion and temptation, no, it was a friendly visit that combined work and rest. Rumors did circulate about geometric coins, but the good times did not last long, and the Turan Kingdom exercised a ban order, and then those who talked about it were sentenced to criminal law. As the years passed, basically no one knew about it, and this was the information that was prying out of the mouth of a criminal who was about to die. β
"Are you showing off your intricate network? However, it finally helped him realize the value squeezed out before the end of his life, and he still lost all his money, and the hesitation was the reversal of the plot, which was frequently staged. β
"From past experience, it's a loss that can't be touched, but there's always an urge to take risks. During the reign of the Smick family, in the autumn of 1312, the lost geometric coins rushed to the arms of King Lang, who loved to control day and night, and even drew up a battle plan to eliminate the Koren dynasty because of the legend of the holy relics, setting off a boom in the whole people to join the army. The heightened mood fell with the fall of the Smick family, and was replaced by the spread of the 'evil spirit master' in the streets, the pathogen of doom. β
"The embarrassment of tarnishing the reputation of a holy relic, but admiring its charm, will always be innocently regarded as an object of amusement."
Truss interrupted Siqi's neatly planned lexical sequence, with disdainful eyes, contemptuous tone, disdain for the provocation of the weak. The impetuous atmosphere surrounds you and me, but Si Qi will not let this wait last long.
"After Princess Ambina took the leadership power, out of the need to maintain the public opinion of the regime, she forcibly erased the memories of the Turanian people about the geometric coin, and of course shifted all her own blame to the geometric coin, which could not defend herself. It is also surprising that the Turanian who talked about the story of the geometric coin without permission were either arrested or mysteriously disappeared, and the reason for this is still unknown. β
"Like an unsolvable mystery and a witness who doesn't need to be protected, isn't that cellmate of yours now sneaking through the heavenly passage to death?"
"No, Miss Fili, there's no need to worry at all."
"Oh? Have you restrained your body's freedom of movement with a collar? β
"That may be too cruel, I have personally sent it to the guillotine of liberation, and there will be no more barking to break free."
"So it was, the evidence that was destroyed."
The gasp of nothingness turned into a faint evil laugh, from near and far, and just like that, it slowly spread.