"What happens after the Night Knife?"

"God knows, I don't know and I don't want to know, compared to that ......" Suddenly stopped, Fang Zhou turned to Xiao Zhen, "Didn't you see anything strange when the Night Knife was babbling about himself?" ”

"Strange stuff?"

"Is it just me...... It was as if I was seeing people who couldn't possibly be here. Fang Ji's slender eyes narrowed even more thinly.

Looking at Fang Zhouji, who was thinking with his arms crossed his arms with "um", Xiao Zhen suddenly whispered with a little hesitation: "I...... I seem to have seen it too. ”

"Huh?"

"Although I should have thought too much, I did see Mousse's figure."

"Ah, you see her?"

"Are you different?"

Facing Xiao Zhen's rhetorical question, Fang Zhouji showed a deep smile and reached into his pocket.

Finally, he looked at the thing he had taken out of his arms, and his expression immediately became gentle.

The dazzling phosphorescent light that surrounded the temple poured down like snowflakes, as if to heal them, silently transforming the surroundings into a snow-white and calm world......

"Once upon a time, somewhere, there was a very lonely God. The noble and noble gods are always alone, even if they are lonely, even if they are sad, they have no one to talk to.

So he has been praying that instead of living alone forever, he hopes to have a short time to spend with important people in a day.

Little did he know, however, that while he had acquired someone important, he would also experience grief, pain, and despair that he had not had to experience until now.

At the same time, there are also people who say that it is because of those pains that we can better understand the preciousness of happiness. Finally, after a lot of sorrow and parting, the god ......"

At that time, a sun rose above the temple that shone brightly.

The gray clouds that had long shrouded the island had dissipated, and even the wind with the humid air was gone.

The peaceful and warm sun shines on the island, and it is unthinkable that winter is approaching.

Looking at the brightly colored flowers and green grasslands blooming in the sun, I am standing at the gate of the temple with the wind.

Slightly ahead, beyond the enchantment of the temple, there was the figure of Gong Death.

"Come."

"But I ......"

"It doesn't matter, trust me."

Holding the brown hair blown by the wind with one hand, he now stretched out his hand to the wind that was much taller than himself.

He hesitantly folded his big hand on the little paw that guided him, and pulled him over today.

Next moment!

There was a "thump" sound, and there was a feeling of passing through the wall of water, and then the wind had already stood outside the shrine with the present day.

Turning around in a daze, behind the wind is the temple that has sealed him for a long time.

However, in the surrounding worship hall, there is no longer a terrifying sense of coercion.

"Why ......" can come outside?

While talking to himself like this, Feng Yu suddenly saw that the temple was faintly dispersed like steaming water, and the swaying outline gradually blurred, and countless phosphorescences appeared along the boundary line.

The spherical phosphorescence overlapped and gradually expanded, and finally surrounded the temple, and the intense light disappeared as if it had exploded.

This is all an instantaneous thing, and Feng Yu and the present are quietly watching this scene.

Just like that, this temple has been floating and accumulating all kinds of people's emotions. Accepting those emotions and sealing them away in the temple with yourself is another task for you. ”

Hearing Jin Chao say this, Feng Gu looked back at her with wide eyes again, "Yixi, that...... Be? ”

"That's what the other me, told me. Enough, though, right? You don't have to carry everything, no matter what your emotions are, you shouldn't be managed by someone.

Because they are important emotions, I think it is better to return them to their original holders. ”

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