Liang Lu took out his mobile phone to unlock the screen and glanced at it, and reported the current time to Juan Shiyu.

After seeing the current time and date on the screen, Juan Shiyu talked to Liang Lu and cast most of his perception on the Seiko quartz watch worn by a middle-aged man behind Liang Lu.

When she walked over, she looked at the time on several people's watches, and asked Liang Lu to tell the time, in order to make sure that there was no big error in these timers.

The middle-aged man's watch reading was exactly the same as the time displayed on Liang Lu's phone.

She watched the second hand of the Seiko quartz watch make two turns while silently counting.

As with previous observations, the number of times the fried chicken flavor appears per minute is fixed and unchanged.

With this data, you will be able to calculate the ratio of the time flow rate here to the time flow rate of the air and sea when you go back.

After repeatedly confirming that the count was correct, he took all the attention he had put on the quartz watch.

She listened carefully to every word Liang Lu said, occasionally asking a few questions that she thought that person would also care about.

Time passed bit by bit.

After graduating from Sheng Wuxu's private high school, Shou Yuan's near-infinite judgment has never wished that time would pass more slowly as he does now.

But time doesn't slow down here.

Liang Lu finished talking about the important things that have happened in the past few years little by little, she was a little surprised, she would say so much to a person she met for the first time, she knew that there are many people who are easier to confide in strangers, especially when they are vulnerable, but she asked herself if she was not this type of person, from childhood to adulthood, she always went to talk to the closest person when she needed to share the burden.

After her brother's death, she realized that she had to be the support of her parents, and she could no longer show vulnerability and wavering when she couldn't hold on, as she had done before.

The accumulated stress of work and life has taken a negative toll on her body, and it has been a difficult time, but she has never relaxed her strict control over herself.

She's going to hold on, like the man once did.

However, there seems to be a special sense of intimacy in the "Sister Shiyu" in front of her, as if she has known herself for a long, long time, so that she unconsciously said those things, and her answer suggestions are always within the range that she can accept, and she feels very comfortable when she answers in a row.

This tacit understanding of not waiting or grabbing when speaking is like ......

Juan Shiyu smelled a new aroma of fried chicken, and after this fragrance dissipated, the inside of the turbulence began to become active again, and she knew that this was a precursor to the turbulence preparing to leave this world.

Time is running out.

A cold wind blew, rolling many fragments of paper money into the air, which were still dark fire.

A drizzle fell from the gloomy sky.

Juan Shiyu carefully manipulated the light and air flow with the golden snake resonance method, she stepped forward and reached out to gently brush away the paper ashes on Liang Lu's sideburns.

She withdrew her right hand, looked at Liang Lu's back and said:

"Are those two over there uncles and aunts?"

Liang Lu turned to look, but he didn't see the shadow of his parents.

She heard someone behind her whisper:

"It's going to pass, it's going to rain, you just have an umbrella, there will always be a way."

Liang Lu paused for a moment, and when she turned around, the person who had just spoken behind her was gone.

Along with that person, there was also the bouquet of gardenias in front of the tombstone.

Ten minutes later, a gray-haired couple walked over with the money they had bought for incense and candles.

"Spoon, why didn't you answer your call just now?"

Liang Lu looked at the marble slab in front of the tombstone, and in the middle of the rain, the traces of footprints could be faintly seen.

"A friend of my brother came over just now......

Above the cemetery, between the clouds and the drizzle, a band of azure light gradually faded and seemed to drift slowly into the distance.

……

By the time the turbulent current passed through the unusually thick membrane of this world, the azure color of the world had completely disappeared.

The weight of a thousand pounds from the shore of Kukai weighed on the soul of Juan Shiyu again, and in the fog of chaos, she maintained the most basic awareness, thinking about the few numbers she had obtained on the blue star over and over again.

……

The other side of the world No. 977, the special needs ward of the First Affiliated Hospital of Huanhai University.

Liang De tore open a new box of crispy fried chicken, and behind the chair he was sitting on, the unopened boxes of fried chicken were piled up to the ceiling.

He didn't count how many hours had passed since he tore open a box every hour and returned to the ward.

His sense of time had not regressed, but he had seldom thought about time when it was not necessary.

Time, time.

Liang De returned the finished fried chicken carton to internal qi and leaned over to look at the woman lying on the hospital bed.

In the past, he would only get so close to her when they were smoking together and facing the fire.

At this distance, there is no need for any supernatural abilities, and ordinary people can see the most subtle expressions in each other's eyes.

But when she was awake, he always staggered his gaze, never looking into her eyes at this distance, and he didn't know if she was looking at herself.

Now he wouldn't look away, but her eyes were closed.

59 minutes and 59 seconds later, Liang De was about to straighten up and tear up a new box of "hand-made chances", when a strong vibration suddenly came from the depths of his soul.

A surging formless object broke through the boundary and penetrated the two-person hospital room.

The conjuring array arranged by Mo Feisheng and Chang Duanxuan was immediately activated, and the nodes in the meridians around the body of the judge lit up one after another, and there were lines of light in the ward, which were blocked in front of the turbulent current like a fence.

Before Liang De could get up, he saw her eyes.

It was too close, but he still didn't look away.

The empty sea that put down the road marker and went through the boundary, and the main soul consciousness soul that returned from the judgment and the living soul in the body merged, and soon merged in one place.

As soon as her spiritual sense rolled, she "looked" at the stacked fried chicken boxes in the ward and smelled the familiar fragrance.

"How often do you open a new box of fried chicken?" She asked.

"An hour."

"Accurately?"

"The onset time of this thing is an hour, and I've been pinching it, and you don't know how economical I am? Absolutely. ”

Juan Shiyu propped up the hospital bed with both hands, and Liang De saw that she wanted to get up, so he bent down and took out a pair of slippers from the bedside table and placed them next to the hanging sheets.

The icy blue inner qi light flowed from the center of Juan Shiyu's eyebrows, and the Golden Snake Resonance Method was activated, connecting to the man who was still holding the cloth slippers.

A moment later, Liang De saw her unguarded divine soul memory, and it was just the first picture that made him stay where he was.

"The ratio of the time flow velocity between the oldest blue star and the empty sea is about 1:1670.

It's only been three years since you left, and Little Spoon and her aunt and uncle are still there. ”

Liang De lowered his head and took several minutes to set up his slippers.

He got up and picked up a box of fried chicken and handed it to the woman.

"Taste it, it's exactly the same as it was back then."

Juan Shiyu tore open the carton and picked up a piece and took a bite, her eyes were a little happy, but she thought of something, and immediately replaced the smile that was about to appear with another smile, raised her eyes lukewarmly and looked at him, and said:

"Fried chicken is average."

"Huh?"

Mr. Liang's brightest smile since birth was cold on his face. 166 Reading Network