Chapter 47: We Are All Dead Children
The lake sparkled in the blue moonlight, and an old man who fished looked up at the distance, and the distance in the night was just a line of chaotic black, like a big dog lying there.
Nothing to see.
But he looked at it, and went on to look at the hook, and said:
"It seems to have begun."
"Naturally, it began." A woman's voice sounded behind him, as calm as a lake: "Since you have seen it, then it will naturally start." ”
She said, "If you see it, then it will naturally start."
It's a simple sentence, but the meaning is terrifying.
"If we don't let the start begin, then what we see will be in vain." Said the old man who fished.
"The people who tried it are no longer here." The woman said coldly: "The second person is also coming, this lake is really unprecedentedly lively." ”
"All prosperity will eventually wither, and after the feast, the land will be full of messes." The old man said: "If you always think about what will happen after that, all the pink skeletons, all the mirrors, it will be too lonely, we are the relics of the old times, and that day is just a black dog, and the child's business is something that has not yet come, and it has not yet come, and it may not come in the end." ”
"The third child you chose." She didn't speak, but changed the subject: "See you that day." Nothing out of the ordinary. ”
"Something." The old man smiled, white teeth exposed: "Nothing surprising is unexpected." ”
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"It's amazing." Qingli looked around in the fourth spring, and after entering the lotus lantern, he and Xingxi were both transferred to this empty place, and the white mist cut off the line of sight in the distance.
"How big?" He asked, without a head or tail, but naturally someone answered.
The silver-haired girl's eyes swept around slightly, and then she said calmly: "Baizhang Fangyuan, I have found the location of the barrier, and if necessary, I can break through it at any time." ”
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, I looked up at the huge relief painting on the zenith, but it was a picture of a Qingping wedding banquet, the painting was excellent, and the flowing water and floating clouds were like flowing: "Is the information true?" ”
"Confirmed to be a spiritual artifact." Xingxi said: "The space is a spiritual weapon, above the five-grade realm. ”
"Five-pin?" Qingli Sichun smiled: "It's really an unexpected big fish, this city lord is really generous." ”
"But if you only have five grades, that's not enough." He said meaningfully.
"If you want to get more information, you need to go up a few more layers." Xingxi said calmly.
"Then go up a few floors." Qingli said with a smile in the fourth spring: "Dark Star probably also taught guessing riddles, you can try it." ”
Xingxi had no intention of shirking, she glanced at the riddle on the lantern, and with a slight gesture of her hand, a block popped out of the top of the lantern and fell on her hand.
Qingli scratched his nose in the fourth spring: "Okay, it was really taught." ”
When Xingxi slapped the square into the groove, he saw that the surrounding scenery suddenly became illusory, countless dots of colorful light flashed in front of him, and his body was lighter, and when the surrounding scenery was condensed again, Qingli waved his hand early in the fourth spring: "I'm really ashamed, young girl." ”
At this time, it has reached the second floor, but it is still a huge square, but unlike before, there are dozens of rotating lanterns scattered here, but there are only a few people, and Ao Xuehua and Xiao Jiu are among those few.
"It's really shameless to be preempted by two little ghosts." Qingli looked at Xingxi in the fourth spring and sighed, seeing that the silver-haired girl didn't even blink her eyes, she knew that the difficulty factor of ridiculing her was much higher than playing the piano to the cow, so she had to say hello again: "The ponytail girl is really fast." ”
Ao Xuehua turned back unkindly: "You are not slow to take a nickname, Your Highness the Golden Retriever." ”
"In the spring of the fourth year of the next Qing calendar." In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he said the pseudonym in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner: "Dare to ask the girl." ”
Ao Xuehua sighed and said, "If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname, Ao Xuehua is also." ”
"Standing proudly in the snow." Qingli Sichun seemed to be smiling: "Good name, at least better than mine, don't mind getting off the lighthouse, I ask the girl to use the supper in Lanyin City." ”
Ao Xuehua glanced at Xingxi, squinted and laughed: "Don't hook up with a female companion." ”
Her tone fluctuated, and she couldn't say anything: "Your Highness the Beast." ”
Yan didn't pay attention to the fourth spring of Qingli anymore, and looked at Xiao Jiu: "Give me an answer, Xiao Jiu." ”
Xiao Jiu looked in front of him, but there was another poetic riddle, and wrote:
"It is common to see it in Penglai Palace, and it has never been encountered in the Imperial Pavilion.
Several degrees of wind come to float in the fantasy world, a wind and rain and a sunny day. ”
She rubbed her sideburns and thought for a while, and gently wrote out a word, Ao Xuehua glanced at it slightly, her eyes were like torches, and she locked on to the target with just one glance, and raised her hand to take it off, but it was a cloud word.
Ao Xuehua embedded the square in the groove, but saw that the lantern rotated a few times, and it slowly opened, and the flames in it suddenly flourished, and then turned into a flame door in an instant.
"Four-grade realm." Xingxi glanced at it and let out a faint sound.
"It's funny." Qingli Sichun looked at the flame door in front of them, "The first floor opens up a separate space for everyone, and after answering correctly, they will be promoted directly, but the second floor is where everyone is in one place, but if they are right, they will give the steps to climb the stairs separately, which means deeply, Xiao Jiu, do you know?" ”
Xiao Jiu thought about it, shook his head, raised his finger and was about to write something, when his hand suddenly stopped.
Ao Xuehua followed her gaze, but saw that a fire suddenly ignited in front of Ge Sheng, the door of the flame slowly took shape, and the black-clothed mage stood upright there, unexpectedly a little like Xingxi.
"Hey, hey." Ao Xuehua put up a horn with her hand and shouted at Ge Sheng: "Radish radish, crunchy radish." ”
In such a realm, just a few people, Ge Sheng turned around, but saw Ao Xuehua make a big grimace at him - it was clearly said that Ao Xuehua was several years older than Ge Chang, but this grimace was made very naturally: "The crunchy radish is not as delicious as the flowery radish, you say yes or no." ”
Xiao Jiu couldn't help laughing out loud anymore, and just wanted to pull the corner of Ao Xuehua's clothes to let her stop teasing Ge Sheng, but saw Ge Sheng smile: "The crispy radish is delicious, but let's talk about it first." ”
Ao Xuehua's grimace froze there, so she had to rub her face and adjust her face: "What a dead child." ”
Xiao Jiu smiled: "So no matter how dead the child is, it's my brother's." ”
After writing Xiao Jiu looked over there, Ge Sheng saw her looking over, and wanted to say hello but stopped halfway, looking very embarrassed.
It was originally such a good relationship, but tonight there was a little crack.
Obviously, she released the pigeon, but she didn't realize it at all.
He also treats himself with such unreasonable and arrogant behavior.
"Let's go together." Xiao Jiu wrote.
Ge Sheng felt his heart soften, this girl was actually the child he knew.
After Xiao Jiu finished writing, he pulled Ao Xuehua and walked into the flames without looking back.