Before entering the gate, he only felt that the entire hall was very solemn, but after entering, Qin Qingtong felt that he had directly arrived in another world, which was a silent world.

Even the gentle wind is gone, just lazily occasionally brushing his face, picking up a strand of hair that is too little to be missing.

It is said to be a large hall of worship, but when you enter, you don't feel like you're in a large hall at all, but you fall into a statue and portrait full of different forms.

Every step is like walking in the corridor of time, stepping over the arms of the ancestors, looking at the old or the living who don't know where.

After Qin Qingtong stepped into here with both feet, he stood at the door for a long time, not knowing which foot to lift first, although these statues and portraits were lifeless, but in the dark Qin Qingtong felt that they were all still watching her,

It seems that they have been waiting for her, waiting for her to come, they slowly tell her stories one by one, maybe they and their masters have been forgotten for too long, long to the long memory, their masters are still a generation of Tianjiao, turning their hands into clouds and hands for rain, everywhere they pass is lively,

But these long-term memories can't withstand the stacking of time, slowly fading little by little, from colorful to today's gray and white, the moving voice will never exist anymore, only the pictures silently tell all kinds of past, tragic or magnificent, resonant, in addition to these statues and portraits that no one remembers, how many people will sing their poems.

No matter who they are, but Qin Qingtong feels that she can't bear its story, the creatures hidden in this hall are not only the ancestors of the merman clan, but also some sad creatures, they are either kind to the merman clan, or the companion of an ancestor of the merman clan, or even the last creature of this clan, because there is no place to go, only here can be a place to record, so the story of the whole body, carefully engraved here, leave a little thought.

The nameless shark who had been hiding in Qin Qingtong's sea of knowledge didn't know when, she ran out, and kept circling around Qin Qingtong mournfully, Qin Qingtong stretched out her hand, and it slid over her fingertips little by little, wiping the dust on the statue and the portrait around her little by little.

Qin Qingtong lowered his eyes, maybe it had been here before, or even stayed for a short time, or maybe its former old man had actually come here, Qin Qingtong didn't believe that the last place where its old man would be buried would be here, this should only be a special place for its old man to record the past years.

Qin Qingtong gently stroked the light and soft body of the nameless shark, with a touch of pity,

Things in this world are always inexhaustible, in this vast world, you are destined to only miss again and again, even if you linger, the flowers in your eyes are not all that your heart can hold.

Qin Qingtong slowly closed her eyes, gently held the tail of the nameless shark, and silently told it in her heart that this time, she listened to it, where it said it was going, they would go, she would not influence its will, and it should not be restrained, tell her the stories it wanted to tell one by one, although she did not dare to promise to remember it for a lifetime, but she would be a good listener, just because it and she are partners who will never be separated in this life.

The mournful aura on the nameless shark's body slowly dissipated, and with a little joy, he gently shook the non-existent dust on his body, and wrapped Qin Qingtong gently,

If the golden ribbon in time, holding Qin Qingtong, slowly flew towards the depths of the hall, in front of an ancient and mottled portrait, I don't know when a golden flower has been blooming, and it seems that there is no time to wither, just to wait for the arrival of the living who don't know when they will return,

The nameless shark silk gently held up Qin Qingtong's hand and pressed her hand on the mottled ancient painting, the ancient painting flashed with a soft light, and all the light slowly followed Qin Qingtong's arm, quietly hiding in the blue of Qin Qingtong's ear.

The nameless shark snorted the old portrait dissatisfied, and the old voice came from the portrait, "Little guy, the old man knows what you mean, the old man is gone, why bother to be obsessed with those things in the dust, this junior looks at the hearty, the old man will not touch her, and they will not move her." ”

The nameless shark sent Qin Qingtong to the front again, but the mottled ancient painting was just tinged with a faint soft flush, and slowly pushed it and Qin Qingtong little by little.

The ancient voice sighed, "Whether it is a person or a thing, they all have their own pursuits and obsessions, although you are a good intention, but we are a group of dying old people but also have their own beliefs, although the outside world yearns, but here is the thought left to us by the old people, we will not leave, we exist because of the old people, naturally only exist in the gifts of the old people, leaving is to die." Extinction is not the will of the deceased, nor is it our pursuit, so let's go. ”

The ancient voice slowly disappeared, and the ancient and mottled portrait slowly rolled up, but the golden flower in front of the portrait that had bloomed for an unknown amount of time was held up by a soft light and placed on the nameless shark silk.

The nameless shark screamed for a while, but did not get a trace of response, and finally could only roll up the golden flowers and put them away.

But in this world destined to be silent, no matter how much the nameless shark silk communicates with these stone statues or portraits, Qin Qingtong is destined not to hear it, if it is a coincidence, maybe the hidden blue in the auricle will be gained.

But at least not now, the nameless shark silk held Qin Qingtong I don't know how many statues and portraits he passed, but Qin Qingtong didn't gain anything except the light of one ear,

On the contrary, it was the nameless shark silk, whether it was a statue or a portrait, they all gave it some gifts, but just like the ancient voice said, each of them rejected its kindness, and just hid some light that I didn't know what I didn't know into the faint blue in Qin Qingtong's ears.

In this silent world, when Qin Qingtong closed her eyes and handed over the initiative to the nameless shark Xuan, she didn't plan to open her eyes, so in this silent and lightless world,.

She can't hear or see, she can only rely on her initial feelings to feel their joys and sorrows, to appreciate a little bit of the peerless elegance of their former deceased, these may be true or her conjectures, Qin Qingtong just reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and didn't let it turn into a shark bead.