Chapter 478

The river is almost dry.

In the mist of mist, there was some gold. The golden leaves fell, and the girl with the knife turned around and walked in the direction of Jiang You and Guan Qingtong.

Jiang You said: "I'm almost leaving." ”

Guan Qingtong looked at him, "Don't you ask me what I saw?" ”

Jiang You asked, "What did you see?" ”

"Where you came from."

"Right? Is it the reincarnation of a great power? Have I figured out where the treasures from my past life are hidden? Tell me the address and give it to you. ”

"Humans."

"Isn't it?"

A hint of cunning flashed in Guan Qingtong's eyes, "Didn't you say that you were an ordinary person?" ”

"I'm a little lost, I've figured out what to do with the treasure when I get it."

A familiar cold voice sounded, "How to spend?" ”

Jiang You turned around.

Don Butian's hair was messy.

The light blue skirt was partially burned.

Jiang You's gaze fell on her right hand holding the knife, and the back of her originally white and flawless hand was blackened, as if it had been carbonized.

"Buy all the shops on Culture Street first, so that my son and I can be street fighters in the future," Jiang You walked up to Tang Butian and stretched out his hand to comb her hair, "As soon as I go out every day, they will greet me and say, Boss Jiang, this is a new product that has just been launched, you can try it first." As for me, I said, okay, don't forget to pay this month's rent. ”

"And then?" Tang Butian asked.

"Then, then I might be able to get a little fatter, because I can buy a bigger bed, how about a hundred square meters?"

Don Butian looked at his belly.

Jiang You put down his hand, and he said, "Okay, it's time to go back." ”

"When are you going to tell Boyang the truth?" Guan Qingtong said suddenly.

Tang Butian looked at her.

Guan Qingtong looked at the tree not far away, and Liu Boyang, who was sitting by the tree and playing with him, "That bird can only exist here, and it can't return to the present world with us." ”

"How do you know?" Jiang You asked.

Tang Butian looked at Jiang You, and Jiang You shook his head lightly at her.

Guan Qingtong retracted his gaze, "Many years ago, my country began to study the small world, a small world that can connect with the present world and exchange on the material level, a single law is not enough, not to mention that this law chain is still missing a link. ”

"You figured it out?"

"I stumbled upon it." Guan Qingtong replied.

"The study of small worlds has been stagnant for a long time, hasn't it?"

"Yes, the researcher who led the project at that time believed that it was impossible to artificially create a small world from scratch, and we could only transform and repair the existing small world to a certain extent," Guan Qingtong looked at Tang Butian, "The masters of these small worlds were all close to the gods before they fell," she paused, "The calamity that the small world was born in response to is the calamity that belongs to the gods." ”

Tang Butian said: "The tree is in the yard. ”

"It's different."

"It's Chang Lizhang's parents who are leading the research, right?" Jiang You interrupted Guan Qingtong.

Guan Qingtong nodded, "Yes." ”

"You're revealing these secrets, aren't they?" Jiang You asked again.

"I believe in you."

"You just scolded me."

"I also see the future, the future in Jin Cheng's dream, everything will go to chaos and disorder, and finally disappear."

"The second law of thermodynamics?"

"What?"

"A law that falsifies can invent a perpetual motion machine."

"I saw you, Jiang You."

"Thank you."

"You have a wooden knife in your hand."

"Did I lose weight then?" Jiang You asked.

Guan Qingtong was stunned for a moment, and then she said, "It doesn't seem to be." ”

"Then you must be wrong." Jiang You took out a white postcard and a silver lighter from his pocket.

Ignite.

The firelight licked at the postcard.

"I don't want to make a small world out," the fire reflected in his eyes, "The little ancestor in the family has a habit of cleanliness, and it is easy to become chaotic and disorderly when he does hygiene every day." ”

Jiang You let go of his hand, and the postcard stopped burning in mid-air.

"When Boyang is seeking death, he gives Jiu Jiu a name, and when he is seeking to survive, he gives Jiu Jiu a new life, and its meaning and existence are constructed from this."

The camphor tree began to burn from the roots.

"The camphor tree condenses a law—the symbol that represents its manifestation."

Chirped and flapped his wings and flew out of Liu Boyang's arms.

Liu Boyang was about to stand up, but his eyes went dark, and then he fell down.

Guan Qingtong saw that a picture gradually appeared in the firelight of the postcard, which was a tree, and a coal was parked on the tree.

"Sacrifice the energy contained in the core."

Guan Qingtong suddenly had a guess in her heart, and she asked: "Did you integrate the laws of the newborn into this postcard?" ”

"Bring it into the world with my laws."

The postcard lit up little by little.

The surroundings also gradually sank into darkness.

"You use the resurrection bird as a condition, let the tree help you condense a new law with the core energy, let Boyang summon the bird, and let Tang Butian help you cut off the heavenly thunder."

"My philanthropy has been doing well."

Guan Qingtong opened her mouth, she searched in her mind for a long time before she found a suitable word, she said: "profiteer." ”

"Mental work is also labor, otherwise how can sand become a chip."

"Then I'm in it, Guan Nuo was originally here, what role did I play?"

Jiang You looked at Guan Qingtong's eyes, "This is my yard, my tree, my bird." ”

Guan Qingtong felt dizzy, "What did you do to me?" ”

"It's time to go back."

Guan Qingtong's body fell to the ground.

Tang Butian felt her hand being grabbed.

"Is it fun to cut the thunder?" Jiang You asked her.

"It's fun."

"You won the bet, but I released the water."

"Oh."

"In this way, your reward will not change, and then how about you be a saint for me for a month."

"Not good."

Darkness drowned out the last shred of fire.

……

When the swing reached the highest point, Jiang Mo stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air.

Swing back.

Lin Yu felt a trance in front of him, and then he saw a few more people in the yard - Guan Qingtong lying on the bluestone road, Liu Boyang sitting under the camphor tree, and Jiang You and Tang Butian standing under the eaves.

……

The darkness gradually cleared.

Tang Butian saw the outline of the landscape, and then gradually painted the color, she felt the wind, and smelled the fragrance of the camphor tree in the wind.

She heard the rain.

She stepped on the ground.

"The rain hasn't stopped yet."

The hand that grabbed her loosened.

Jiang You walked to the swing, he bent down, looked at Jiang Mo and said, "No loss, no gain." ”

Jiang Mo puffed out his cheeks.

Jiang You pointed at Guan Qingtong, "I don't want to, she suddenly had a clear idea." ”

Jiang Mo stared at Guan Qingtong who was fainting on the ground.

"It's old, the meat is old, and it's not delicious. Shall I give you a hot cup of milk? ”

Jiang Mo jumped off the swing and walked towards the store without looking back.