The theft of Feiguang was the decisive factor for Du Huichun to come from the net.

Once this dangerous thing is not in his hands, then he will hardly have any bargaining chips.

"So in your opinion, who might have stolen the Flying Light?"

Du Hunchun replied, "I don't know. ”

So what's next?

A father who blindly protects his adopted son, and a kind-hearted person who saves the lives of addicts.

There are also hundreds of addicts in Puyang City.

Song Chuanbai and the county magistrate went to the conference hall, and after a while, they sent someone to call Du Hunchun over, leaving only Du Shan and Song Chuanbai in the lobby. Du Shan opened his eyes, looked at Chen Tongsheng unscrupulously for a while, and suddenly said, "Miss Song, are you really from Kyoto?" ”

Chen Tongsheng didn't think much about it and nodded.

"It's also ......," he continued, "I came to the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Kyoto is also inhabited by people of all nationalities and countries, and its appearance is a little more conspicuous, which is not a noteworthy thing. ”

This sentence has a deep meaning, Chen Tongsheng asked: "You say that I am, a foreigner." ”

"You don't look like Lord Song."

She didn't think the conversation was very interesting, so she shrugged her shoulders, nodded casually, and lowered her head to continue flipping through the account books. Who knew that Du Hunchun was always looking at her, and his eyes were simply inquiring, which made Chen Tongsheng frown.

"I think Miss Song is very familiar. Miss Song's skills are not something that ordinary people can have. ”

Chen Tongsheng asked: "What do you want to say?" ”

Du Shan's age was unknown, but there was a flash of excitement in his eyes, which made him look younger than his actual age, and he said, "I wonder if Miss Song has ever known about the Northern Dynasty?" That fallen, mysterious dynasty? ”

Not again.

"Legend has it that the royal heirs of the Northern Dynasty are very diverse and beautiful, and extremely vigorous and good at war, and their ancestors in history are from the lineage of the ancient gods, and they are famous for their good war. In the books, most of the portraits of the ancestors of the Northern Dynasties are also human-headed beasts, wielding halberds, and it is also said that they are actually horse halberds. The female holds a longbow, which is the posture of a human head and a snake body. ”

"......" Chen Tongsheng said in his heart, what kind of monster is this?

"In this way, you don't think how beautiful the people of the Northern Dynasties are, right? But if you look at the idol of Garahia, you will see that the legend is plausible. Galashia is the real ancestor of the Northern Dynasty people, and more than ten years ago I had the privilege of entering the forbidden land, the site of the Northern Dynasty, to get a glimpse of the portrait of Galashia. With a long time, the picture has completely withered yellow, and the painted color has almost faded. But I and my companions who had entered with me only glanced at the portrait, and we were completely shaken in our hearts, and we stood there for a long time and could not take our eyes off it. Du Shan said in a low voice: "Can you ...... Can you understand that feeling? I saw that portrait, and it was worth it for the rest of my life. Even if I didn't find any treasures on that trip, I was worth it! He unconsciously became excited, and his facial muscles bulged out from the exertion, and he saw that he was about to stretch open the thin wrinkles.

But then we found out that there were actually a lot of portraits of Galahia, and each one of them gave the impression that they were different in appearance, age, and even gender. On the last row of one of the columns, I found that the portrait was dressed in a gara, a small doll of eight or nine years old. Du Hunchun said: "So we guess maybe, maybe the people in the portrait are real, they are the people of the Northern Dynasty who have really survived!" Miss Song, forgive the old man for taking the liberty of being presumptuous, your appearance is very much in line with the appearance of the remnants of the Northern Dynasty. Later, I also went to some places where the remnants of the remnants who were said to have escaped from the Northern Dynasty lived and lived, but unfortunately, after marrying with the locals, they were mixed with blood, and they no longer had the style of their ancestors. ”

"Good eyes." After Du Shan's excited words, he heard Chen Tongsheng say such a sentence almost coldly.

Seeing Du Shan's puzzled expression, she repeated with an expression that seemed to be very agreeable: "Good eyes." ”

Just by relying on the portrait of a hundred years ago, she came to this conclusion, whether the "good eyes" were praise or ridicule, and her meaning was very clear and clear.

Du Shan smiled bitterly when he heard this: "That's it...... I'm just curious about Miss Song's biological mother. Maybe your mother is a remnant of the Northern Dynasty to give birth to an unforgettable child like you. ”

Chen Tongsheng never spoke, and it was not until the second half of the night that she was placed in the wing room behind the county government and fell asleep.

She began to have nightmares again, and she was back on the walls of the Vermilion Palace. She watched the palace people struggle and cry, and stretched out countless hands to her from below, and the man still hugged her tightly, but this time it was not as before, she was not trapped in this scene until it was bloody, nor did she cry with childish fear as before. This time she was calm, the scene changed, and the next moment she walked out of the man's arms, landed as an adult, wearing a golden jade ring, wearing a long robe, carrying a huge and unusually beautiful bow and arrow, slowly, slowly walking forward.

Then a sense of sadness and exhaustion that had never been felt before surrounded her, and every leg lift was so heavy that it made Chen Tongsheng feel that he would fall to the ground at any time. She finally stopped. Chen Tongsheng found himself standing on the top of a high mountain, and a man was facing away from her, looking down at the scenery below.

"It's over," she said. It's been cleared. ”

The young man nodded, as if he didn't seem to care, and said, "Gala, what do you think of the scenery on the mountainside?" Don't you like to be too troublesome, and when these things are over, I'll build you a palace here, okay? In this way, you don't have to face those complicated things in the court, and then you will be given a special royal road. If you don't want to stay here forever, you can walk around, because this territory is yours and mine. ”

"I don't want to ......," she heard herself say, her voice was extremely hoarse and tired: "I don't want to share the world with you, I don't want the world to ......"

"I just want you to go back with me."

The man didn't speak for a long time. The wind was howling, the man's robe was flying, and Chen Tongsheng felt his heart cool inch by inch.

"So," she said, "I'll go back myself." ”

"Okay, leave your life behind." The man said, his voice distorted in the wind: "Now everyone blindly believes in your power and worships your name, even if it was given to you by me in the first place. Once you leave, my people will follow you, reliving in the land where we have spent dozens of generations migrating and not escaping our nightmare until today. You may survive, but most of them won't. ”

"They won't ......"

"They will. If you die here, I will cast your body into the statue of a god and build you a majestic temple that will stand for thousands of years. As for where your soul wants to go when you die, that's really up to you. For some reason, although he said very ruthless, even terrifying words, as if he would be put into practice in the next moment, Chen Tongsheng still felt that he was also sad.

Chen Tongsheng seemed to be separated into two people at this moment, part of her was surprised by what she saw, she even began to think about the practicality of the giant bow in her hand, in reality, such a large bow is not to mention that it is used in battle, and it is difficult to lift it and shoot a few arrows. However, the other part really feels a kind of powerlessness.

That should be the affection of the woman called Gala.

"I've been deceived for too long. So long that you think that it is permissible to make a promise to me at will, and not to fulfill it, and not to be punished. ”

"Punishment?" The man turned to one side, as if he thought it was funny, and his voice was indeed fearless: "How are you going to punish me?" Are you going to kill me? ”

Immediately after that, the scene turned again, behind him were all the people prostrating, and the beings shouted for Galahia, while Chen Tongsheng lowered his head and looked at the man lying in the coffin with his eyes closed, his face covered with a mask with a simple pattern. She reached out to remove the mask, but the person next to her suddenly stepped forward and stopped: "Gala! ”

Galahia looked at the mask and whispered, "You know what? I've seen masks like this many times, and they put on the faces of people I love, sending them into the ground so that I can't even see their faces again at the end. Because once revealed, the unscrupulous evil god crawls out of the eyes of the dead and enters the minds of the living. ”

She lifted her longbow and pressed one end against the visitor's throat, slowly pushing the other man away.

"I don't care if I'm a god or not, I don't care if there are thousands of generations of believers who follow me and revere me. I was just...... I was just bewitched at first......"

It was only when I saw the smiling young man in my ignorance, so I couldn't resist it, with infinite joy and expectation, and stretched out my hand to him, leaving the place where he was born and starting a hundred years of exile. At first, the young man's life was short, and in the long years she experienced, it was only as long as a moment. And in order to follow this moment, she fell in love with countless people who were similar to him, tolerated all the requests made by the other party, and finally came to the conclusion that the deceased was gone after exhaustion, and wanted to go back.

Galahia, low, very desperate, said, "I just want to be with him." ”

She wanted to go back with the original boy, but when she finally looked back, she couldn't even remember where he died.

Chen Tongsheng saw that his hand finally slowly uncovered the mask, gradually revealing a chin with delicate and perfect lines, and a beautiful lip line with the corners of his mouth upward, all of which were very similar to the teenager in Gala's memory, and also made Chen Tongsheng feel very familiar, and finally the mask was uncovered. His eyes were closed, and his eyelashes fell silently under them, like the converging wings of a bird.

That was Song Chuanbai's face.

Chen Tongsheng: "?????? ”

She woke up.