A white mist condensed into a small figure with unclear outlines, doing various movements in the middle of the tabletop, or walking, sitting, eating, or talking to people, with an extremely faint voice, the volume of the voice is barely able to distinguish the content for the acid.

She turned her head to look at the person lying down on the bamboo chair again, "Daddy, since you can listen, why don't you make it louder?" ”

"It's too far away, and that's the only way to do it."

Sour and still a little unwilling, "That shows a few other people as well?" If you listen to this, you have to guess even if you hear it. ”

"It's not for everybody to listen to." Candle Yin replied, "Take Yi's breath left in Zhongshan as the medium, and use the cause and effect of its relationship with Zhongshan as the guide. And the people he is in contact with now have not come to Zhongshan, nor do they have enough cause and effect with us. ”

Sour and his eyes lit up, "Speaking of which, is it possible that we can also see the situation of my younger brother?" ”

"Yes, yes, but this method is every time it is killing the breath that the other party left in Zhongshan. Yi will come back in the future, but your brother will not come back in the future, and there is only so much breath left behind by him. Candle Yin tilted his head, opened his eyes and met the girl's eyes, "Do you really want to consume?" ”

Shaking his head, he returned his attention to the little man on the table who was talking to himself, "What could two stones that look like spars?" ”

"As for the ones on the wall in the mountain, I guess when he deducted a piece of it." Candle Yin disagreed, "One or two pieces less is not a big deal." For people nowadays, the star stone has no other role than being good-looking. ”

"It's important to look good." Sour with word by word.

The little man sitting cross-legged on the table chattered for a while, then got up to see off the guest, then sat down again, and then lay down. After a few more moments, the villain dissipated into a mist.

It means that the other person has fallen asleep.

"It's boring." Sour and stretched, "It feels like I haven't done anything for a day." ”

"You really didn't do anything but lie there and watch."

"I mean him." The little finger pointed to the place where the fog once existed, "It feels like you met two people and had a meal?" ”

"He's meant to be that. When you were in Zhongshan, wasn't it just a person staying in a cave? Candle Yin's voice was a little stern at this time, "If you have half of his patience and perseverance, I'm afraid you will be able to grow up a little faster." ”

Five years have passed, but it only makes the appearance of Sour He look like he has changed from seven or eight years old to about ten years old. And for people, this five years is the fastest jump.

He himself was aware of this, so at first he occasionally walked down the mountain to find someone to play, but he didn't dare to go three or four years ago, for fear of scaring people away. This also made her temperament barely calm down.

But Candle Yin felt that this was not enough.

"You have a lot more time than people, but you don't really have a lot of time. How many more 800 years can you have? One or two? Looking at that smiling face, a little expression of grievance gradually emerged. Candle Yin sighed helplessly, "What can I do about this?" Do you really expect me to be able to watch over you all the time? ”

Candle Yin really didn't know how long he would live, but he already knew when he was still there, and his future self would definitely be gone, although he had no way to know his specific fate. It's nothing more than dying of old age, or being killed.

He turned his gaze to the eaves, as if he could see through the piles of wood to the heavens: either old age and death, or the handiwork of the heavenly one.

Today's Zhongshan is still warm, even if it is night at this moment, it is a breeze gusting, and it does not even carry much coolness. With the object whose cause and effect is too strong, Candle Yin has no way to speculate on the embodiment of its future, but he sees that Zhong Shan in the future will be different from the present.

It's not the change in the blood light, but even the change in the terrain.

But he couldn't figure out why, no matter how many times he calculated, he couldn't figure it out.

"Although I hope that you can be carefree in the future, even if I can stay up and guard you, who can guard Zhongshan? Yi? Before the words fell, Candle Yin's figure had already appeared beside Sour You, and her big hand gently rubbed her head, "It used to be your eldest brother who guarded here, but now Daddy can only count on you." ”

It's just that the mind is not as good as before, but it's not that you don't understand anything. Sadness rippled from Candle Yin's body like a lake, and she was so depressed that she couldn't breathe, so she had to stretch out her arms around his waist, bury her head in her clothes, and her voice was dull, "Daddy, I miss my eldest brother." "TV Mobile/

Although she can't remember the past, she still has some vague impressions, about the people who took care of them growing up, about the people who are always angry with themselves, about the people they cherish, and a thin figure walking in the snow.

Candle Yin is never willing to talk about anyone other than the younger brother, and even the younger brother will not mention it if he can. So Sour and I obediently don't mention those vague figures sealed in the depths of memory.

"Okay, I'll show you." Candle Yin put his arms around her, "It's not just about going to see your big brother. ”

The people of Zhongshan have experienced two baptisms of blood. In the first time, Chung and Ontaria lost their lives, and Qiang lost consciousness, but Zhong's fate was decided by himself, and the matter of Qiang was kept secret, and they didn't know about it; The second time is when things from the past are exposed to the sun.

Candle Yin took the sour hand and walked beside the cold Danshui. It is not affected by the warm climate, and the dark blue ice crystals condensed on the rock face indicate that the temperature here is low all year round. He didn't cross the river with acid, but just went down the river. The roar mingled with the noise of running water was not a murderous cry, but a terror.

They are terrified of the aura emanating from the candleshade.

Even if they hadn't crossed the bridge directly from under Bell Mountain to enter the realm, since the Styx rivers would eventually converge at the Yellow Springs, when the cave in front of them suddenly became clear, the vast purple waters and the islands suspended above confirmed that they had entered the realm.

Where the Danshui flows into the Yellow Spring, a small alluvial fan is formed, but on top of it are purple crystal pillars, and the things sealed in it make the acid and his body tremble involuntarily just by looking at it.

There are heads, there are the remains of the body, and even a skeleton.

And what made her sour and frightened was the breath of familiarity that came from above that made her feel familiar in the depths of her heart.

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