"Crystal ball......" Lingling muttered to himself.

Obviously, this crystal ball is a plug-in in the game, and Lingling can be 100% sure that this woman is Rongge.

Because, apart from the director's biological daughter, she didn't believe that anyone else could get such a treasure.

"Yes, it's a crystal ball." "Dexterity, ingenuity, and a mysterious crystal ball have made the duo so invincible that the world could not stop them until I appeared." ”

"And then?" Lingling asked.

"Later, the final boss of this game, that is, me, appeared." Mr. Mole winked at the Spirit and continued, "Because of the program, I can't be destroyed, so they have to follow my orders. ”

"So they completed your three tests?"

"Yes, no one can fool me in front of me unless I want to." Mr. Mole smiled and recalled, "The first test was the song. This time, for the first time, the terrible man who seemed to be omnipotent looked embarrassed, hummed, and looked like a ruthless guy. ”

"So," Lingling asked, "the woman solved it in the end?" ”

"Yes." "The woman with the crystal ball saw the man's hesitation, and she made a voice for the first time, and began to hum softly. Her voice was wonderful, it was an unusually gentle and pleasant one, and honestly it was different from that of the savage gentleman. And there was an endless resentment in that voice. ”

"Endless resentment?"

"Hmm." Mr. Mole nodded, "There was both resentment and a sense of relief in that voice, a sense of relief. I can't describe how complex you humans are. ”

"Complicated?" Ling Ling frowned, and scenes from the past came to mind.

Captain Ji smiled hideously, and behind him was a group of people in black who were silent, and the waves were tirelessly slapping the dark body of the dice stone in the distance.

The huge whale, the cold waters, the brilliant galaxy, fell into the water and lost consciousness.

The empty and bright house, the rumors of the giant bird, and the exaggerated acting skills of Krana.

After that, the camel god appeared, and the old voice, the towering hump, and the touching memories all touched everyone's fragile nerves.

The bustling market, the bustling crowds, the golden bananas.

The majestic Wind Turbine Bureau, the terrible guy who calls himself Hebo, the strange path.

A Chimera rat that suddenly joins the team.

The memories slowly ended, and Lingling realized that human beings were really too complicated.

She shook her head silently.

"You said they got the contents of the Sacrifice Box at the end." Ling Ling said softly.

"Yes." Mr. Mole scratched the skull of the light and said, "They passed the second test, so I told them that there was one last step left, to give the most precious thing." ”

"The second test?"

Lingling did not know the specifics of the second test.

"Ah, the content doesn't matter." Mr. Mole quickly took it, "They passed without a hitch anyway. What really got them into trouble was the third test. ”

Mr. Mole now hates the question related to the second test.

"Give away your precious memories?"

"Yes." Mr. Mole scratched his round skull again, "The man put on his hat first, and then his expression grew more and more painful, and in the end, like the barbarian, he couldn't do it. ”

"That lady gave her memories?" Lingling asked.

"Well, in the end, they all gave their memories."

"Why? Isn't there enough of a person's precious memories? Lingling asked aloud, "Are all four of us going to give our memories?" ”

"No, no." Mr. Mole quickly waved his paws, "Since it's called the Sacrificial Box, then one sacrifice is enough. When a man is willing to give up his most precious things for the sake of everyone, he is recognized by the sacrificial box. ”

"Then why?"

"I don't know about this." Mr. Mole continued, "When she realized that the man could not do it, the woman took off her hat and put it on her head. Then her expression began to grow painful, and she even left tears. But in the end, she still gave up her most precious memories. ”

"What is the man doing at this time?" Ziqi suddenly asked.

While it didn't matter what the man was doing, he just wanted to know.

Ziqi understood why this woman was willing to give up the most precious thing.

She must have fallen in love with this man, that was the only answer.

When a woman is truly in love with a man, she willingly gives up everything she has.

Ziqi thought of Lili, he knew that Lili loved him, and he also knew that Lili was willing to give up everything she had when she was in the quagmire.

He also knew that during the time when Lili was desperately trying to figure out a way for himself, he was just doing boring things.

So, he wondered what the man did when a woman was making a painful choice.

"He's in pain." Mr. Mole said blankly with his two small eyes.

"Just painful?" Ziqi seemed disappointed.

Hmph, how do you compare to this man?

While women are desperately trying to find ways to make desperate sacrifices for their men, aren't men running away?

For this is how the Creator created Man and Woman.

What women love most is their men, and what men love most is who they are as men.

Life can only continue when a woman loves a man.

Life only lasts when a man loves himself.

It's a helpless thing.

"Not only was it painful, he was screaming and about to take off his hat, but I stopped him." Mr. Mole said slowly.

"This man also gave his own memories?" Lingling asked.

"Yes, he clutched his hat and insisted on letting go of his most precious memories like a woman. In fact, one person's memory is enough. Mr. Mole said.

"It seems that he has woken up." Lingling said.

Ziqi understood what the awakening in Lingling's mouth meant.

"I don't know about this, in short, he is like a demon, and he must be taken away by my little brother, it is like death or life." Mr. Mole said incredulously, "It's really strange, I can't give up what I thought was the norm at first." Later, it can be said that he abandoned like a shoe, and he couldn't stop it. ”

"Huh." Lingling smiled, "This is where we humans are complicated. ”

"Yes, yes, you're too complicated, it's better to be a mole." Mr. Mole is very happy with his identity.

At this moment, Hat-kun suddenly spoke.

"Alright, take me off."

Its voice was not only hoarse, but also tired.

"Oh, okay." Lingling stretched out a small hand and took off the hat gently.

"Lord Poker, are you alright?" Lingling asked with concern.

"That's good." Master Poker said with a meaningless face.

"So, do you still know me? Do you know Brother Ziqi and Zao again? Or, do you know what you're doing? Lingling asked in a series of questions.

She's smart enough to guess what poker adult's most precious memories are.

"Haha, Lingling, what are you talking about?" Master Poker smiled casually, "Of course I know you, and you, and you." ”

Master Poker's slender fingers slid over everyone in the hut.

"I also know what I'm doing, don't worry, I'm fine, nothing has been lost." Master Poker said.

"What do you savage, you know?" Hat-kun couldn't wait to jump out of Lingling's little hand, "The white dove has let you go, so you naturally won't lose anything." ”

"The crow?" Lord Poker asked tentatively.

"Shut up!" Hat-kun roared.

Ziqi and Lingling and the Chimera Rat were all confused, they didn't know what a white dove was or what a crow was, but Master Poker seemed to be really fine.

"Hold me tight." Hat-kun said suddenly.

"What?" Lingling didn't understand.

"Little girl, can I ask you something? That's holding me tight. Hat-kun said in a very eager tone.

"Hey, little brother, don't go too far." Mr. Mole was the first to be unhappy.

"Please, Boss." Hat Jun begged.

"Is it a mess up?" Mr. Mole asked.

"This, this ......" Hat-kun didn't know what to say.

When the crow fell to the ground, Hat-kun felt that it was dark in front of him, and the sun had set.

But it can't help it, once the memory is severed, all it can do as a diligent porter is to present the memory in its entirety.

But it still has one in ten thousand hope in its heart to open this memory.

What if this crow is really a good thing?

But the moment it was opened, it fell into despair.

This, this is simply not a thing.

The cacophony of noises, combined with the killing of blood types, the raging fire, and the hideous grin, was definitely the worst memory it had ever seen.

Its heart fell to the bottom, and the sun did not set, but disappeared forever from its life.

What's the difference between handing over this memory to that box and committing suicide?

Hat-kun longs for some comfort at the end of his life.

Comfort at the end of life?

"Little girl." Hat-kun's voice was sincere.

"Okay, I see." Lingling whispered, "That's right. ”

After speaking, Lingling hugged the hat into his arms.

"Thank you, thank you." Hat-kun's voice was quickly drowned out by a warm embrace.

"Humph!" Mr. Mole snorted heavily, and then shouted, "Don't make an example! ”

"Okay, okay." Hat-kun's voice was almost inaudible.

"Hey." Master Poker scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Is it really that bad?" ”

"Yes!"

This time, Hat-kun's voice came out of his arms clearly.

It can be seen that this time he said very hard.

It can be seen that this memory is really very bad!