"Wake up"

Bouro opened his eyes in a coma, and his body gradually regained consciousness, only to feel a soft itch on his face, and a rich smell of grass filled his nose.

And his back seemed to be pressed down by something softer than grass.

"This is ......," Borro remembers falling into the hollow depths of darkness.

But now I really touch the ground. Boro struggled to flip over the flower girl who was pressed against his back and rolled down to the grass, staring blankly at the moon in the sky.

Boro propped himself up with his hands, only to feel a tingling pain in his left hand. I don't know when the rolled flesh had fallen off, though the arm hadn't recovered enough to be covered with a solid shackle.

Boro frowned and stood up from the ground in pain. But everything around me was too much for me, and deep ravines crisscrossed the surroundings, and no meadow was intact.

Not far in front of him, there was another deep ditch.

The pool was also broken with a few cracks, the water inside was already flu, and a few koi fish were lying quietly on the edge of the pond with their eyes rolled. The grass robs them of the water they need to survive

"What's going on here?" said Borro, a little incredulous, could it be that the collapse had also caused disaster here?

Boro looked at the flower girl beside him, who was still bare and undressed.

Not far away, there was a high platform, although it had been destroyed by something. But Boro knew that there was a red curtain on it

For the time being, Boro left the flower girl in place and ran to the high platform by himself. There were indeed two curtains on it, and looking at the shattered white plaster on the ground, Boro felt that everything here seemed to have something to do with him.

"Could it be that I caused everything here?" said Boro, too, was a little strange, because the deep trenches in the ground that had sunken down seemed to have been cut by some sharp instrument.

Boro felt that something was missing from the stage, and that was where it all began. The collapse was caused by her, but she couldn't think of anything.

The puzzle pieces that I thought had been put together all fell apart all at once. It fell into a mutilated hollow again

Boro just felt his head swell a little, like it was about to explode. But I was very confused

"This was originally ......" includes looking at the empty part of the red curtain on the ground.

"There was originally a statue here...... Yes, Ritaris?"

Borro shook his head, "No, it's not. It won't be Retaris...... Yes,"

Boro looked up at the fragments of chairs scattered in front of him. It was as if I had returned to that scene again, when a black cloud drifted overhead to obscure the moon, and the earth was plunged into darkness.

Boro saw himself sitting in a chair, and in the next scene he appeared on the stage, pulling out the song and cutting it off the curtain in front of him.

Even though I hadn't seen the face of the statue under this curtain since I opened it, I just knew.

"The owner of this statue ......" Boro looked at the flower girl lying on the grass, "It's you, flower girl......"

Boro looked at the curtain on the ground, grabbed it and ran back to the flower girl, and put his ear to her chest.

At first, he could only hear his own wheezing, and Boro heard a dull thump of thump. But it's nothing more than the sound of your own heartbeat

Boom~

Boro heard a slow, but powerful heartbeat beyond his own heartbeat.

Boom~

Boro removed his ears and wrapped the curtain around the flower girl's body, "It shouldn't be like this, I remember that what I took out of that statue was obviously a heart, and it was your flower girl's heart." ”

Boro even began to wonder which side was real and the other side was a dream. Perhaps he fell into the hollow and dark abyss, reaching the bottom, because he was sure that he had seen that terrible grimace at that time.

It's not a dream, it's something more real than real.

Or......

Borro shook his head, these were just his own wild conjectures.

Tie a small knot in the curtain wrapped around the flower girl, and Boro continued to carry her to the castle in front of him.

From here, at least, it looks like everything around is destroyed, except for the only place that is intact.

Cthulhu sat on a rock and looked up at the night sky. "Impolite guy"

Chunshu was about to hand him the roasted rabbit meat, but when he heard him say such a sentence, he suddenly became angry.

"I kindly gave you food so that you wouldn't starve to death, and you even said that I was rude?!" Chunshu turned around angrily and walked away, walking to the tent set up next to the campfire and sitting down. She couldn't help it, and she couldn't do anything to Cthulhu, so she had to vent all her anger on the roast rabbit in her hand.

Cthulhu was also slightly stunned, so he had to laugh helplessly.

"Your night spirit seems to have flown away," Mo Li handed him his cut in half, looking up at the sky. It just so happened that a black cloud drifted over and obscured the moonlight

"It did fly away, and it never flew back. Cthulhu took Murley's roast bunny and didn't say thank you

"It's good that it flew away, if it dares to fly back, I'll definitely shoot it down. Strip off all the feathers!Cut open its belly!Take out the internal organs!Wash it with water and put it on the fire...... "I don't know why, Chunshu was still vicious, but when he said that he really had this plan, his saliva unconsciously lowered and he hurriedly ate a bite of the rabbit leg and swallowed it.

"Okay, okay, you're not afraid of eating fat, and no one will want you when the time comes. Murley quipped. He is also looking forward to Chunshu having his other half earlier, he is watching this girl grow up, and he has unconsciously played the role of his father.

In fact, even Chunshu herself feels this way, but she wants to be strong.

"Miss Ben still wants someone else, if I like something I like, even if he doesn't agree, I will marry him. Chunshu said with a snort.

"Don't always be like a mountain bandit leader, a bit of a girl's dignified and skillful, and when you don't need me, I'll be more relieved when I leave." ”

"Then I won't be even more skilled, and I'll have one less person to carry the black pot when you're gone. Without you helping me carry the black cauldron, what will I do in the future, and what will I do if the demon punishes me. Chunshu laughed.

"In short, the Lord has commanded you not to leave. If one day you are too old to walk, you can say otherwise, it is not something you can control. Chunshu sighed a finger, "But at that time, there will be a few decades." ”

"Do you think I have a few more decades to live?" Mo Li smiled and shook his head, "I'll try my best." ”

(End of chapter)