This afternoon, the wind was wild and weird.

The full, powerful wind squeezed the crack in the door, making a sound that made people feel uneasy, and the people in the room always felt as if there was a monster outside, ready to rush in.

But in the vast wilderness, the wind was happy under the bright sunshine, the sky was high and crisp, the white clouds were thin, the grass was green, and Hui Lang and Yun Yi worked together to take advantage of the good wind to raise the fish kites.

Hui Lang held the coil, and the other end of the thread was a cyan fish, which was lifelike in Yun Yi's hand.

Yun Yi stepped back, the line was pulled out a certain distance, the fish couldn't help but float in the wind, Yun Yi's hair was also blown up, but the smile was not blown away, and the smiles of the two of them were as bright as the sun in the wind.

When the time came, Yun Yi lifted the fish, and with a light hand, the fish was like in the water, and wanted to move, and on the other side, Hui Lang also hurriedly stepped back, and the speed continued to increase, turning into a trot, and Yun Yi also hurriedly followed.

The line was constantly lengthened, and the distance between Huilang and Yunyi was getting closer and closer, not only the distance of reality, but also the position of the heart.

"Hurry up, the kite is about to rise~" Yun Yi shouted excitedly.

"We're going to put it high, very high." Hui Lang methodically controlled.

The blue fish flicked its fins, getting higher and higher, and the aqua blue sky, as if it was the sea, was about to welcome the return of the fish.

The coil shaft rotated rapidly in Huilang's hand, and the thread was constantly released.

Hui Lang let go of a hand, took Yun Yi's hand, and put the coil shaft on Yun Yi's hand.

"Come on, you try."

Yun Yi excitedly took over the coil shaft, the wind was stronger, the fish were taller, pulling the coil shaft to rotate rapidly, almost out of Yun Yi's hand, Hui Lang hurriedly grasped Yun Yi's hand with his broad hand, helping to control the coil.

"Oh my God, this fish is going to run away hahaha~" Yun Yi chattered.

"You can't run, hold on tightly." Hui Lang soothed, "Come, hold it like this, and then wrap the thread like this..... Hui Lang patiently taught Yun Yi.

Yun Yi was indeed listening very carefully at first, but unconsciously it felt like a cloud, Hui Lang's voice was also floating, Hui Lang's palm covered his palm, time seemed to float forward, and it seemed to float backward, swaying left and right, staying in a moment like a dream.

"Do you understand?" Hui Lang asked.

Yun Yi smiled, stupidly, and nodded dizzily.

A brief moment, but infinitely prolonged. Hui Lang didn't let go of his hand, it was still covered by Yun Yi's small hand, and the two of them controlled the fish together.

The height was about the same, and Huilang wrapped the thread slightly. Yun Yi looked at the fish in the sky and was so happy that he seemed to be flying in the sky, and Hui Lang felt too happy to see Yun Yi's happy appearance.

The blue fish in the sky was floating freely, and the light and shadow were reflected in the eyes of a goldfish in the water, and the little goldfish was swinging its tail and spitting small round bubbles in its mouth.

The goldfish elf who escaped from the spirit hunter did not have the strength to turn into a human form at the moment, but was just floating in the water, she looked at the fish kite in the sky, stunned, very envious, and always felt that it seemed to be alive, maybe her own floating soul.

If you keep cultivating, you can also swim in the sky, swimming freely, shoulder to shoulder with those birds.

A fish's dream is to fly in the sky, isn't that too whimsical?

But at the moment, she could only recuperate in the water, and she seemed to be dizzy, and the strange hot wind on the water surface swept wildly, hitting the water, and the strange sound made her feel very unhappy, as if some monster was roaring.

In the afternoon, the temperature was unusually high, as if someone had deliberately burned the air, and the surface of the water was about to become a cauldron of boiled fish, and the goldfish fairy decided to dive underwater, but strangely, she felt that she could not go down.

She thought she was just tired and dizzy, and after relaxing for a while, she swung the fishtail again to dive underwater, but this time she clearly felt that there was power to imprison her.

There seemed to be an invisible encirclement around her, and it was constantly shrinking, her heart suddenly panicked, she looked around, there seemed to be someone at the water's edge, but the frosted glass-like filter vision, she couldn't see the person clearly, the person seemed to be wearing a cloak, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

The man set up an encirclement with both hands, and the goldfish elf was helplessly pushed to the water's edge, and the goldfish wanted to struggle, but found that he had no strength to struggle, and it seemed that he had been hit by some strange spell, and the colorful foam cooed around him.

The goldfish was terrified that her heart would be dissected again, and she remembered the dark night, and panic swept over her.

But the man didn't seem to intend to scoop himself up, but just watched her.

But soon, the man waved his hands, as if he was forming a formation, and the goldfish's heart was about to beat to the fish's mouth, and he was going to die again? The goldfish were about to cry.

The colorful bubbles around him were getting bigger and bigger, expanding, and then snapping and shattering, like brilliant electric sparks, and the small dazzling sparks seemed to fall on their own scales, and seemed to penetrate their own flesh and bones.

The goldfish was frightened, afraid that there would be a pinprick feeling, but I didn't expect that the touch to be soft and relaxed, but it unloaded the burden on its body, and it became light, so light that it seemed to be able to fly into the sky~

The small sparks instigated his soul and memories, and then unconsciously recalled many pictures, from the dark night when his heart was stripped out, to the luck of being rescued in the whirlpool, and the scene of witnessing the terrifying devil controlling the white dragon in the whirlpool, a series of memories were involuntarily flipped through......

The man was reviewing her memories, as if a cloud had been lifted, and the scenes gradually became clear.......

And the goldfish elf re-experienced the despair of dying, and tears flowed out, although no one could see the fish's tears, but it was crying, even she herself didn't know, maybe crying was just a hallucination of herself.

But the man on the surface of the water seemed to see his own tears, and wiped away her tears with a soft aquatic weed, and the man soothed her broken heart, and then small pink and blue bubbles began to appear around her, but those small bubbles did not continue to expand and break like the ones just now, but accumulated, wrapped in the goldfish elf.

The soothing power is constantly infused into the goldfish spirit, and the goldfish spirit feels that his missing soul is constantly being wholeed, and the person fills himself with nourishment according to the contours of his soul.

The goldfish elf gradually fell asleep peacefully, no longer hot, no longer weak.

Slowly she sank to the bottom of the water, cold and far from the bottom of the hot and cruel world, her heart beating steadily, and her soul was crystal clear, like a crystal gem, more brilliant than coral.

Human beings like crystal clear gemstones, perhaps because they can see through them at a glance, and they can experience the feeling of purity, no lies, and the peace of mind that everything is right in front of them.

And the crystal body reflects the world, and the unique refraction seems to restore the original twisted and cruel to its original clean appearance.

The fantasy floating jade of Wanhua Mirror shows the original appearance of this world, whether it is your soul, or your desires, your wings, your broken arms, your blind vision, your hopelessness, your night, and your cherished ......

Everything is honest, it's just that human beings are never willing to be honest with themselves.

The raised dagger is going to cut through despair or create a new demon.

In the night sky, only the moon shone brightly, and his blood-red dagger reflected the moon, and the moon also turned scarlet.

Compared to the aura of the cruel dagger, his eyebrows were extremely pure, as pure as distilled water, and it made people feel sorry for the dagger to stain him.

But he gripped the dagger tightly, his slender fingers touching the blade, unconcerned that it was about to cut through his fingers.

And in fact, this blood dagger was fed by him with his own blood. So the correct explanation is that his blood stained the otherwise bright dagger.

Although he couldn't see his wounds, his hands were already scarred, and the knife was so sharp that it would tear open your flesh at the touch of it, but the wounds were so tiny, so small that they could barely be seen, and the blood that was about to ooze out was instantly sucked by the furious dagger.

Then it caused the scene I see now, as if it was just a child curiously touching the blade, but it was actually the scene of the evil art of feeding the dagger.

A long time ago, when he first tried, he was not proficient, and he gritted his teeth and cut his hand at once, but the dagger did not appreciate it, and his blood flowed like a raging water, and the sharp pain swept like a tidal wave.

But by then he had become numb and had lost any feeling.

Maybe that's the price, the price of fulfilling one's own wishes. Become a person who dwells in the dark, consumes his own blood to cultivate the most insidious evil arts, consumes his life to imprison the freest creatures, and constantly cultivates his own strength.

No one wants to endure this kind of suffering, but he knows that he has no choice but to use himself as a bargaining chip, and he himself as a bet, this is his last chance.

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In the summer, all I can think of is sunflowers, and even though I've never actually seen them, they're the most iconic object in my summer memories. I've read a book called 'Summer When Sunflowers Don't Bloom', which looks like a fairy tale or a literary novel, but it's actually a crime novel and a social psychological novel.

Inside there is a sea of sunflowers, swaggering in the setting sun, but sin is brewing in the midst of it. It turns out that sunlight is just a cover for sin.

On July 11, 2020, I was a ghost who wanted to be honest with myself, but it was a shame that lies are the norm in the world.