This is so strange to say, Duanmu Qing still looked around, and sure enough, he didn't see anyone.

"Who are you?"

"I'm the grave keeper of Qiu Ruoshui!" The man's voice was full of helplessness, as if he didn't want to be the grave keeper at all.

"Grave keeper?!" Duanmu Qing asked rhetorically, "Who arranged for you to guard the tomb here?" ”

As far as she knew, when Qiu Ruoshui died, the entire Hidden Country was in chaos, and the people of the Hidden Country fled separately, as the Snow Girl of the Hidden Country, this place must have the most enemies.

In this case, it is simply impossible to arrange any grave keepers.

"Of course it's Qiu Ruoshui, otherwise who would have trouble with a soul?!"

"Soul?!" Duanmu Qing was taken aback, "You're not human?!" ”

"I remember that I was dead, I shouldn't be human!" When the man said this, he smacked of self-deprecation.

"You ......"

Although she has seen so many strange things, Duanmu Qing still can't believe that there are really ghosts in this world, she has always thought that the theory of ghosts is just strange power.

As for the abilities of the Hidden People, it's only because they're a different kind of race, not ghosts.

But the person in front of him ......

"Don't be scared, I don't know what you're capable of, come out quickly and tell me what to say!" Duanmu Qing stood in front of the snow-white tomb, his eyes were very serious.

"Where can I have any ability, if I have the ability, I won't be trapped here by Qiu Ruoshui for twenty years." There was a hint of grumbling in the tone of the thing's voice.

Maybe it's because he's been trapped here for too long, as he said, and even the words of this complaint seem weak.

"You're trapped here by my mother?" Duanmu Qing put away a little vigilance and asked.

"Actually, I'm just an ordinary soldier, I originally wanted to make a contribution here and go back, so that I could be a wife and a son, who knew that I would die here, and I just died here.

Even the soul can't live in peace, just in time for Qiu Ruoshui's breath, this place is originally strange, and someone has long told me that the people here are the descendants of the gods.

But I wanted to rush forward, but I was trapped here, she asked me to guard the grave here, and waited for her daughter to let me go, I waited for so many years, and I thought that what she said at that time was a lie to me, who knew that it really waited for me. ”

Duanmu Qing was interested in the latter sentence: "What did you say?" My mother knew I was coming? ”

"How do I know, this should be asked to your mother, what she said you may or may not come, you may not come over, you may fail if you come, you may succeed, let me keep it well."

Duanmu Qing frowned and thought for a while, and then asked, "Do people really have souls?" You said that my mother was just choking when you died, what did she tell you? ”

"Don't say it, I'm also curious about this, and I asked her if it was because of her that I couldn't reincarnate, so I had to ask things clearly.

So I asked her if she was the child of the gods they said she was, so that she could trap my soul and prevent me from being reincarnated, and if that was the case, I would have nothing to complain about.

Originally, we ran in and invaded this place, and we deserved to be punished by God.

But she told me that this is not a soul, but a consciousness, and people will not be reincarnated, but when they just died, their consciousness was not dead, and she just tried her last strength to trap my consciousness here, so that my consciousness was still condensed. ”

Obviously, for this person, he still hasn't figured it out in the past twenty years, but Duanmu Qing understands that there are still no ghosts in this world after all.

With this in mind, something else came to mind: "Why did my mother keep you here?" What did she let you guard? What happens when I come? ”

The grave keeper laughed, "Ah! You are really her daughter, you can see through her thoughts at a glance, I don't want to hide it from you, on the contrary, I also hope that you will finish what you have to do quickly, so that I can go to reincarnation as soon as possible, trapped here for more than 20 years, it is too boring!

You're the first person I've spoken in 20 years, and I'm still thrilled! ”

Probably really trapped miserably, this person has a sense of endless when he speaks.

"You'd better tell me what's going on first!"

Only then did I realize that I hadn't done anything yet!

"This, I've been thinking about it for so many years and still haven't figured it out, why do you want to do these things."

The man was puzzled for a moment, and then said, "Anyway, your mother said that you should sit in front of this tomb for twelve hours now." ”

"Huh?" Duanmu Qing was a little incomprehensible.

"I don't know, but that's what your mother said, saying that you should sit here quietly, don't talk or move, do you know what that means?"

His question was not answered by Duanmu Qing, because she had already sat down in front of the grave, her eyes closed gently.

finally looked forward to the arrival of a living person, but it was this virtue, the person became more and more bored, and after saying a few words, he thought of Qiu Ruoshui asking her daughter not to speak, so she simply closed her mouth.

Anyway, twenty years have been lonely, and it's not bad for a while.

Although Duanmu Qing didn't know why his mother wanted to let him meditate here, since he was his mother, there must be some reason here.

Sitting down like this, at first I would ponder my mother's intentions, but later, my heart became more and more clear, and the slightest slight sound around me could be clearly heard.

Duanmu Qing suddenly understood his mother's intentions.

This place is the hidden country, and it is the most central part of the hidden country, sitting here is naturally different from other places, her mother just let her practice here, so that she can have the most pure hidden country environment, and completely integrate herself into the hidden country.

In front of Duanmu Qing's eyes, the ice and snow gradually melted, and she saw lush trees emerging from the mountain tops in the distance, and the snow water melted and gradually gathered into streams, gurgling through the fields.

There are farmers with simple smiles working in the fields by the water.

Under the huge Fuso tree, there is the sound of children laughing and playing.

Not far away, on a high mountain, there is a majestic palace, which looks holy and solemn, and the sound of ancient chants comes from inside.

Rainbow birds roam the land, beautiful flowers bloom in the mountains, and fish with colorful tails in the sparkling water.

A young man with wings flew back from afar, bringing delicious berries and distributing them to the people who were working everywhere.

The beautiful mermaid leaned out of the lake and whispered to the handsome boy shyly.

All this, peaceful and beautiful.

Duanmuqing felt that she was crying, but at this time she was unconscious, she couldn't detect her own talent, and she couldn't touch herself.

She is a consciousness, a wind, and a light, coming from the invisible and shuttling through the invisible.

In the sound of childish laughter, she gradually flew up with the wind, and gradually flew to the palace, and she felt that she was standing on the white marble floor, and she looked up into the distance, and everywhere was a beautiful scenery.

The wind is light as if it has no strength, and it brushes through people's hair softly, making people drowsy.

Inside the palace, it is very bright, and it is the brilliance of the pearls embedded in the walls.

Duanmu Qing slowly walked forward, and saw that there was a robe like the night spirit once wore and chanting something softly.

On the page is a pattern that Duanmu Qing has never seen before, which looks obscure, but when it comes out of other people's mouths, there is a kind of indescribable goodness.

She saw rows of huge bookcases behind her, with heavy books neatly arranged on them, each of which seemed to be a heavy piece of history.

Behind is a compound courtyard where some children are doing something with their abilities, like schoolchildren in a school.

Duanmu Qing looked at them so seriously, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile, of course this was her feeling, at this time, she tended to be invisible.

Coming out of the main hall again, Duanmuqing continued to "walk", and saw that the smoke curling outside had been ignited, the sound of chickens and dogs was heard, and bursts of laughter came from every household.

She saw that there were seedlings that had just been planted in the sky, and they looked wilted, as if they were in dire need of water, and the sky began to rain.

Spring rain is as expensive as oil, I think of this sentence inexplicably, but here, there seems to be no such saying, because, as long as the snow girl is there, it is like a very ordinary thing.

With a completely weightless body fluttering and not knowing where to go, Duanmu Qing felt that he was being taken by a mysterious power into the deep mountains on the side.

There are no trees in the mountain, and there are many strange rocks, but it is a bit like the appearance of Que Chan Mountain.

There was a path in front of her, a path that led deep into the belly of the mountain.

But the path was transparent, as if it had been specially prepared for her sense of law.

Duanmu Qing floated forward and walked inside little by little.

There is no light and shade, no warmth and coldness, she is just a consciousness.

The deeper you go, the more you can feel the indescribable attraction.

Suddenly, I realized that it was this inexplicable attraction that I had just been brought here.

What's in it?

Duanmu Qing wanted to know very much, and the speed of consciousness floating accelerated.

By the time she got to the back, she couldn't see what was on either side, and she was like an arrow off the string, flying down as fast as she could, until she came to the place where there was a boiling oven.

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