Chenzhou Bridge was built by the previous dynasty, wood and stone structure, 11 holes and 12 pier bridges, overhauled once a few years ago, and built a bridge house on the bridge deck to form a covered bridge.

The outside of the covered bridge is painted red, and there are benches on both sides of the inside of the covered bridge for pedestrians.

The flower girl sat on the bench resting her feet,

In her basket of bamboo strips, there are only one or two dew-stained flowers left, thinking that the Qixi Festival is coming, and the flowers can be sold more.

A penny, a penny...

The fingers in the sleeves gently flicked the coins in the purse, careful not to make a crisp sound.

The flower seller breathed a sigh of relief and tightened her purse,

Turning over slightly, he put his hands on the railing of the bridge seat and looked at the peaceful river below the bridge, with a warm smile of happiness and satisfaction like a weasel stealing a chicken.

Do the math, and finally save a little money,

Well, it's good to buy half a roast duck for my younger brothers and sisters today, they have been shouting for a long time that they want to eat,

You can also buy a Liufangzhai osmanthus cake for your mother - he used to buy it when his father was still there, but it was sweet, but it was a little sticky.

Well... I also have to thank Luo Daochang, he helped us find a place to stay, and also cured my mother's old illness, I really don't know how to thank him...

Thinking of Luo Siyuan's smile,

The flower girl felt that her face was a little hot for some reason,

She turned, lowered her head slightly, masked the warmth on her face, and took the flower basket back into her arms, her feet rocking gently one after the other.

"You're here."

A low and hoarse male voice sounded next to the flower girl,

She subconsciously turned her head and saw a young man dressed as a fortune teller, holding a banner and speaking in a deep voice to the middle-aged man sitting next to him.

The fortune teller, or Li Ang, said indifferently to Wanli Sealing Knife: "It's thirty seconds later than planned." ”

"There was a slight delay on the way."

Wanli Fengdao spit out a breath of turbidity, and said in a low voice: "Lao Xing has gone upstream to disperse the civilians on both sides of the strait, Miss Liu is already on standby at the head of the city, now, just wait for them to come." ”

Disperse civilians?

The flower girl had some doubts in her heart, and out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the outfits of the two, she didn't look like people from the government, could it be that they were Wu Dewei's plainclothes riders?

It's not a good habit to eavesdrop on people's conversations, let alone two suspicious people.

If the conversation is confidential, there is a risk of death.

The flower girl's heart jumped, she stopped the shaking of her calves, her face was calm, she silently pinched the flower basket, and prepared to get up and leave naturally as if she had rested enough.

Wanli Fengdao sat on the bench of the covered bridge, leaned back, put his arm on the railing, and raised Erlang's legs as if no one was around, and lazily sighed: "It's really like...."

Leon asked casually, "Like what?" ”

"Like reality."

Wanli Fengdao nodded at the passers-by in the covered bridge, and said lightly: "Peddlers and pawns, scholars and ladies, children with horns, and old men,

Everyone in this world has their own joys, sorrows, and sorrows, which are too vivid and vivid. ”

Li Ang pestle the flag, "Isn't this the same in the previous script. ”

"This time is different,"

Wanli Fengdao shook his head, "The previous script was either a complete world in itself,

Either it's a narrow space with an invisible barrier and can't get out,

It's not like this time, it's just a simple dream.

It feels strange to me, and I always feel a little inexplicably afraid. ”

"Are you worried about whether the real world is also the dream of some high-dimensional being?"

Li Ang grinned indifferently, "There is nothing in the world, and mediocre people disturb themselves,

You can't prove that you're not in the tank anyway – the paradox itself can be infinitely nested.

What's more, even if reality is really a dream or an alien reality show,

You're probably also an inconsequential supporting role off camera,

It's not going to be controlled by the mind. ”

Wan Li Fengdao raised his eyebrows, "Why do I have to be a supporting role?" ”

"Do you feel that your life is very interesting and that you can play a leading role?"

Li Ang calmly asked, "I think there should be no high-dimensional creatures,

Will you like to stare at a rough man who doesn't wash his hair for two or three days, doesn't change his underwear for a week, only orders takeout when he eats, and just lies on the sofa and picks his feet and smells his fingers when he's idle, right? ”

Wanli Fengdao opened his mouth, and his face showed a classic expression of "although he was very unhappy, he couldn't find any reason to refute it".

Leon smiled casually and raised his head, as if looking at the sky through the vault of the covered bridge, "Alright, here they are." ”

He put down the banner and pinched his fingers,

In the curious gaze of the flower seller, she took out a black coat from the void and draped it over herself.

And the thief-eyed man next to him (Wanli Sealing Knife's eyelids jumped), he breathed a sigh of relief and silently pulled out the long sword at his waist.

The act of drawing his sword made the surrounding passers-by suddenly scream,

Wanli Fengdao ignored the gazes of civilians on both sides, stood in the middle of the bridge, pinched the hilt of his sword, and stared at the river in front of him.

What is he looking at?

The flower girl carried the basket and retreated with the panicked crowd, but doubts arose in her mind.

Then, she knew the answer to the question.

Buzz –

On the river in the distance, there was a slight trembling sound,

It is like a herd of horses composed of 10,000 horses coming together and stepping on the river,

It is like rolling thunder, transmitting thunder against the river.

"What's that!"

Someone on the bridge screamed, only to see a layer of darkness floating on the river in the distance,

The black flowed along the river, wriggling up and down,

Even if you just look at it from a distance, you can feel an extremely strong visual impact, and a wave of discomfort rises from your internal organs.

"That's..."

The flower girl involuntarily snorted a cold war,

As the distance closes, the black on the river surface gets higher and thicker,

Like a rising wave,

It is higher than the minarets and buildings on both sides.

The people on the bridge finally saw what was on the river—

It's an endless stream of pitch-black tadpoles with hands and feet,

They are densely spread on the water, huddled together, unconsciously waving their arms, rising and falling with the water.

"Wow!"

The human-faced tadpoles slapped the river and each other, sniffed the rich smell of life on the shore, and made a sharp baby cry,

All the voices stacked on top of each other, reaching into the sky and deafening, overwhelming the screams and cries of the mortals on both sides of the riverbank.

Blood, life, soul, killing,

The tadpole monsters could not hold back the throbbing in the depths of their souls, trampled on each other, waited for the tide to fall, and slammed them to the shore to slaughter the terrified people of Chenzhou.

"I have to say, it's spectacular."

Wanli Fengdao sighed sincerely, and his lazy eyes instantly became extremely sharp,

The long sword in his hand was backhanded, and the eaves of the covered bridge were cut open in the air, and with a step on the soles of his feet, the whole person jumped off the covered bridge and swooped down towards the river.

He didn't hit the river,

At the moment of crashing into the water, a platform composed of green vines rose from the bottom of the slightly muddy Lingshui River, which carried him steadily.

"It's been too long to draw your sword and cut something,"

Wanli Sealing Dao slowly straightened up, holding the hilt of the sword, the blade of the sword pointed straight ahead, the mighty tide forward, his expression was cold, and he muttered: "I have to forget that I am a swordsman..."