It's a jingle bell.

The roots of the tree have been around for a long time, and the golden sheath dagger on Zhixi's body is just a gadget of the noble son's brother, and it is quite beautiful to take out a flower on weekdays, if you chop this kind of old tree root that is as hard as iron, it must not be as good as the broken axe of three copper plates in the blacksmith shop.

Fortunately, Bai Twelve didn't need him to really cut off the roots of the half of the wall. The blade of the small dagger was very sharp, and gradually the runes carved on the surface of the roots of the tree were scratched. It was also the strength of the person who carved the incantation that the wrist was numb before it was barely completed.

Bai Twelve looked at the incantation and was confused, grabbed the collar of the stop with one hand and dragged him to the back, and the other hand had already oozed white light, and slammed his claws downward.

I only heard a click, the roots of the tree snapped in response, and a puff of damp heat rushed up from the fracture, mixed with the indescribable smell of rot, and I don't know how many years it was a garbage nest that had been sealed.

He pinched his nose and leaned over to look down, and there was indeed a space underneath, but it was dark and I couldn't see how big it was. Just as he was about to ask Bai Twelve what to do next, he felt a heat in his back, and this person actually pushed him down the hole!

An exclamation of surprise didn't come out of his throat, and his foot fell to the ground, but it was a very shallow hole. Through the silver light from the white twelve eyes above, you can see that there are stone walls all around, and there are black handprints on them. The roots and vines were all entrenched around the handprints, and none of them reached the stone wall, as if they were very afraid of the black handprints.

Then Bai Twelve also jumped down.

The cave was so small that two people had to go back to back when they were inside. Zhi Xi said strangely: "What kind of spell are these handprints? The roots of the tree didn't dare to grow over, so they kept this hole." It's just that this is too small, and it's aggrieved to hide. ”

Bai Twelve pulled the stone wall twice without lifting his eyelids, and the stone wall had been soaked by water vapor for many years, and it was already loose and soft, and the stone powder fell down with the sword qi of the snow sword. She replied while picking at the wall skin: "The ink is special." ”

"What ink?"

White Twelve stopped.

She pulled out a small depression in the stone wall, revealing a round bead, which was illuminated by the light of the snow pupils, and became very beautiful. When you get closer, you can even faintly see that there are birds, animals, pedestrians, shops.

Zhixi was waiting for Bai Twelve to answer questions, and suddenly saw the light and shadow of the characters on the stone wall, like a shadow play, but this light and shadow still has color, which is very good-looking.

Then the light exploded, and the light and shadow were blown away in all directions, getting smaller and smaller as far away, gradually lengthening the field of vision. No matter how certain God is, he is already standing in the crowded streets.

Stopped the sound of "huh", looked around, recognized that it seemed to be Jinjie City, and was about to walk forward, but Leng Buding hit his head on some invisible wall, dizzy for a while.

"Illusion, fool. Bai Twelve sneered coldly.

It turned out that it was still in the cave, but the stone wall was transformed by the bead that Bai Twelve picked up.

Zhi Xi rubbed his forehead and looked around, and it was really very different from Jinjie City.

Although the appearance of the streets and alleys is basically the same, the shops are not familiar to me, and the pedestrians are all fresh faces, and the clothes are even more ancient, which is not the style that is popular in the Jinzhou mainland at all.

"This place, the old capital of Jinguo. ”

"The old capital of Jinguo is Jinlian City?!"

"Why are you so noisy. ”

“......”

Silence.

I saw that the speed of the images around me suddenly accelerated, the four seasons changed in a breath, time flew by, and the little boy selling fried fish on the street had a big beard, and the newly opened dim sum shop at the end of the alley had changed to a rice shop.

In the quiet of the years, I saw a black army in the port quietly entering the city at night. The black-armored warriors seeped into every house like a black tide, stabbing everyone to death with their swords, young and old.

This city, which was still in the sweet dream just now, didn't even let out a scream, and it became a dead domain.

It's just an illusion, but it seems to make people smell the overwhelming thick blood.

At last, the black-armored warriors gathered back to the harbor, swearing as if they were swearing their swords, and then dissipated into the night.

There was no sound, but Zhixi and Bai Twelve could see from their mouths that the words they solemnly said were clearly the sentence "The Heavenly Emperor is benevolent, and the Heavenly Master is benevolent".

At this point, the illusion gradually dimmed and returned to darkness. In the endless black curtain, a line of golden words slowly emerged: "In the eleventh year of Zhengyuan, the Jin country died".

Zhixi's fingers trembled slightly, and he hesitated: "This ...... This is?"

Bai Twelve took the bead down, put it in his sleeve, and continued to answer questions: "It is rumored that there is a mirage in the desert, and the mouth spits out a mirage, conjuring an oasis and tricking the traveler to the nest to devour. After the mirage dies, the mirage in its mouth is taken, and all things can be changed through spiritual power. ”

Zhi Xi breathed a sigh of relief: "So it's a mirage, fake." ”

"History is always written by the winners. ”

“...... What do you mean by that?"

The space was too small, and Bai Twelve didn't reluctantly turn around to look at Zhixi's expression. She took two steps up the tree root, and her hand had already touched the spell that had been stopped and cleaved outside, and she easily pulled the root and climbed out.

Then she turned to look at the stop in the hollow of the tree, and reached out to pull him.

He stopped but didn't move: "Are you saying that the history of the Jinzhou Continent is fake? The truth is an illusion in the mirage, not that the Jinguo is warlike and martial, indiscriminately kills innocents, arouses public indignation, and finally the rebel army breaks through the capital and achieves the unification of the Qiansheng Dynasty?"

Bai Twelve looked at him quietly. This little young master who grew up in the peaceful and prosperous era rendered by Qiansheng Country naturally would not easily listen to Qiansheng's bad words. He can talk to Bai Twelve well now, even if he is educated.

"Jinguo is dead, and it doesn't matter what it really is. She maintained the movement of reaching out to Zhixi to pull him up, her expression calm, "Even if there are still remnants in Jinguo, they won't care." ”

Zhi Xi immediately thought of the man in black beside Wei Che, as if he had indeed been completely domesticated into a good dog, so he asked "why" for some reason.

Bai Twelve said: "I have been infamous for a long time, and I feel ashamed." ”

The good and evil in this world are originally spoken by people with red mouths and white teeth. If there are more people who say it, it will naturally come true. If the whole world says that Jinguo violated the way of heaven and brought about its own destruction, after a long time, the people of Jinguo themselves will believe it.

- Those who live in the shadows are thrown more stones, and they dare not come out to see the light again.

Bai Twelve didn't say the following words, and he didn't ask again.

He took Bai Twelve's hand, climbed out of the tree hole with his strength, and asked the last question: "Where are you going?"

"Go to find Daoist Chu. ”

Bai Twelve touched his eyebrows and replied.