Qing Dai covered her mouth and exclaimed, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Qing Dai's hand did not move away, and the light was still the same as before, and the light became more and more intense.

Qing Dai felt slightly dazzling, remembering the white light and white mist she saw in the memory dream, and felt a little familiar.

But soon, Lin Youyou's skin began to explode, and began to be like soil, from the pores, the skin cracked began to sprout, growing new things, it was a black flower, and gradually began to change from buds to flowers.

One by one, densely climbing on Lin Youyou's body, Qing Dai looked at this scene, and didn't know how to feel for a while, everything was developing towards a situation that she couldn't predict, Qing Dai didn't know if this was right.

But seeing these signs of life that happened to Lin Youyou made Qingdai firm her belief, "Maybe I can really save her." ”

Qing Dai originally thought so, but now these things have surpassed all the cognition of Qing Dai, and the buds have completely covered Lin Youyou's body, and what is constantly climbing is those white rhizomes.

The green shoots turned into white roots with black flowers blooming on the roots, and this ice coffin seemed to restrict these roots, so that they had no way to escape, and they were all imprisoned in this cold box.

It's like watching a feast of life, from germination to flowering, to fruiting, and finally to rotting, all of which turn into a dark green slurry that begins to be absorbed as if it has been integrated into the soil.

The thin layer of paper began to crumble, the sound of Titicaca kept ringing, and all the green slurry began to wrap around the roots that wanted to gush out, constantly retracting.

The skin had been wrapped in slurry, and it was impossible to see what it was, and there was chaos in the ice coffin, only a trace of shattering, and then the slurry began to tumble.

Gradually, it became a ball, and slowly those balls began to change, as if faintly through the slurry, you can see that the white roots inside are constantly changing, as if they have given birth to veins, one by one.

Faintly, it looks like there are still some human figures.

Qing Dai frowned tightly, not knowing what she was thinking, she gently rubbed her raised arm, a little sour, but the light was still shining on it, Qing Dai had no intention of leaving.

Faintly, those slurries began to tumble continuously, like boiling water, and began to bubble, but what Qing Dai could feel was that these slurries were absolutely chilly, without the slightest temperature, and it was not like what she saw.

Qing Dai's heart jumped, and sure enough, these slurries began to decrease, as if they were absorbed by something, and began to gradually stabilize down, Qing Dai looked at the ice coffin, and her heart tightened with fright.

The slurry was sucked up by the roots, which first glowed green, but then quickly disappeared.

Before Qing Dai could react, the white root system began to move, a round head appeared, and then limbs appeared, and Qing Dai seemed to understand the process.

Just like the birth of a life, all things are just imitating the birth process of human beings, as if it were a given pattern that shortens the real life process.

Just like the state of a child in the mother's body, gradually forming from the embryo, the root system becomes the blood of the person, and those pulps, which become her blood, only retain the thoughts and memories of the person, all of which are constantly reborn and repeated.

Qing Dai thought of this, and she completely understood the current situation, she even felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, some feelings of pity for Lin Youyou, a good life has become a container, and it has become an experiment, which is sad and pitiful, but it is by no means a person who can do this situation, everything is caused by the existence of a causal cycle.

Qing Dai has always believed in this, but by the time Qing Dai looked at it vaguely, the object in the ice coffin had gradually solidified, and everything had become a little weird.

It's quiet, it's quiet, it's as if you can even hear your breath clearly, but even in such a state, Qingdai didn't relax, but was extremely nervous, although it wasn't clear why.

Qing Dai stared at the scene in front of her, the white root system, highlighting a membrane like cicada wings, quietly wrapping, constantly wrapping, as if to hide those bone veins.

At this moment, a chuckle sounded behind Qing Dai, "Isn't it amazing." ”

Qing Dai heard this familiar and unfamiliar voice, and instantly froze in place, and slowly turned around in some surprise, she frowned, and said, "Lin Lu? ”

The woman in white's laughter was like a silver bell, "I didn't expect it, little one, you actually recognize me." ”

Qing Dai meditated silently in her heart, isn't this recognizable, all her memories and dreams, when connected, are simply explaining this person's life experience.

Qingdai observed Lin Lu, slowly falling from above, and her heart tightened, "You ......"

Lin Lu had already waved his hand before Qing Dai could speak, "Don't be afraid, I won't harm you today, on the contrary, I still have something to ask you for help." ”

Qing Dai blinked her eyes and looked at the current situation with some disbelief, "Do you think I will believe what you say?" ”

Lin Lu smiled innocently, "What's the matter, isn't my current appearance kind enough?" ”

Qingdai's spirit is tense, there is no relaxation at all, and the muscles of her body are in a state of complete alert.

Qing Dai didn't fully trust this Lin Lu, because even if she was seen in her memory, she was constantly changing, all her personalities could be her disguise, and you couldn't guess what she was going to do in whatever she did.

Even at this time, Qing Dai still can't say with certainty whether she can really understand this mysterious person like an ancient book.

I can't see through, I can't say clearly.

Qing Dai thought about it in a daze, as if her emotions had been being taken away.

Who is this person in front of her?

"What should I call you now?"

Lin Lu spread his hands and pointed behind Qing Dai boredly, "If you delay for a while, this girl won't survive." ”

Qing Dai frowned, "Could it be that you did what happened to her?" ”

Lin Lu smiled, his eyes were pure and he couldn't see any impurities, as if he was telling a very indifferent thing.

"yes, I just added a little bit of interesting stuff, but I didn't expect it to be useful."