When Aya entered the room again, she was a little surprised to see my expression. She picked up the quaint box and put it in the cupboard, where there was a trap for collecting. Aya showed me how to open the mechanism and take out the box. As she did this, she said, "I didn't expect you to enter a whole new realm so quickly. It seems that you will soon be able to reinvent yourself. ”

I said, "You're so confident in me?" ”

Aya, "That's, don't look at who you are?!" ”

I said, "Maybe I'm going to disappoint you." To be honest, I don't even know who I am now. ”

Aya smiled, "Just because you don't know who you are doesn't mean that no one in this world knows who you are. There are some things that people will believe if you don't say anything! ”

I shook my head, "Well, really, do you know me better than I do?" ”

Aya said, "It's not like your style, you've always been confident!" ”

I said, "Do you really know me?" ”

Aya said, "We don't have time to talk about that now, I'll take you somewhere first!" ”

Aya led me to a darkly lit hole. The cave was covered with strangely shaped stones and earth, and in the center of the cave was a flat boulder, and beside the boulder stood a row of barrels, on which stood the high-sleeved Agma. Aya told me to take off my clothes and lie down on the flat rock.

As soon as I lay down on the boulder, Agma poured a large spoonful of wet, slimy stuff on top of me. I smelled the strange smell and knew it was an extremely rare kind of dirt. Only then did I realize that the row of wooden barrels beside the big stone was filled with this kind of soil.

I almost jumped up, "Are you guys going to play performance art?!" ”

Aya reached out and pressed me, "Good, obedient." You know what to do behind it. ”

Agma grinned as she poured a spoonful of dirt from the barrel onto me. Soon it covered my body. Agma said, "Bury the grain of wheat in the ground, and waves of wheat will rise on the ground." Bury the peach pit in the earth, and the peach blossoms will be brilliant on the ground. Now, bury you in the ground. Look, what grows on the land? ”

I said, "What else can grow?" Could it be that a group of cubs can grow?! ”

Agmar said, "Guess! ”

Aya and Agmar buried my body, my head, and my face, even the flat boulder on which I was lying, in the earth. I was in the dark, and I couldn't move under the tight cover of the dirt. I thought, they just buried me in the grave, and I don't know if they will erect a tombstone for me? What should I write on my tombstone?

I lay in the darkness and felt my body gradually grow into the dirt around me. I remembered the shapes in that quaint box, and let the lines start to swim in my body. In the movement of those lines, I felt that my body was full of life.

Time and space faded away, and in the midst of this boundless darkness, I suddenly heard a voice, and I felt a thin call, like a distant mother calling out for a child who had forgotten her way home, tugging at my thoughts. As I became calmer, I felt the wind, the wisps and layers of wind seeping from the dirt that covered me. These winds are curling and tingting, and a wave of shadows is waving in my heart. I feel that there is a kind of magic in the wind oozing from the dirt, which permeates the bottom of people's hearts. The wind oozing from the dirt has a rhythm that stays at the same rate as a person's heartbeat. Lying in this boundless darkness, in the thick of the earth, I forgot the emptiness that covered me, the desolation that covered me. I closed my eyes and saw the melody of the wind oozing from the dirt that covered me, blooming with sparkling waves, blooming with joints of plants and trees, and blooming with flowers one after another. In the sound of the wind oozing from the dirt that covered me, I heard a soft-spoken narrative that seemed to tell a secret of joy and sorrow, or joy. That little heart thing makes people gallop. In the sound of the wind oozing from the dirt that covered me, I also heard a lingering sentence and a faint sigh.

I finally felt the wind oozing from the dirt that covered me blow into my body, flowing in my body, rippling and surging in my body. Then it was calm again. Immediately, in this calm, I seemed to hear a wisp of singing from thousands of years ago, heard the singer's slight breathing, heard the waves of the singer's veil, and even heard the singer's skirt flying, and heard the singer's light footsteps knocking on the ground, step by step towards my .......

The singer dances with a fluttering pace, her body soft as boneless, every movement as smooth as the wind, as flexible as a mountain spring. There was a faint glow on her face, and there was a little glint in the depths of her eyes. I felt like it was in the boundless darkness, a light rising between the palms of my hands. There was something hot rising in my body, and this thing was swollen in my body, as if it was about to burst my body. This stuff gave me an unstoppable catharsis, in an action I'd never done before, in a way I never thought possible. The singer rises and falls in a peculiar rhythm, and every one of her ups and downs tugs at the heartstrings. Her rhythm guided me, making me gradually feel that I was gone, and then the world was gone, and there was only that light in my heaven and earth, all my direction, all my efforts, all my strength and dedication, all of which were just to rush to that light. The singer's dancing water roamed like a wave, as if it were enveloping me and drowning me. In this water-like softness, every movement seems to be pouring out, pouring out a beautiful time flowing in the blood, pouring out a romance that grows in the breath. Finally, I finished the process of rushing into a cloud of light, which dissolved and made me feel like I was shining all over my body, standing up to the sky. It's like a phoenix nirvana. At this time, the singer is like a butterfly, standing on the branches, fluttering among the flowers, and indulging in the flowers.

I stretched out my hand and grabbed the butterfly on the branch. At this time, I saw a light in front of me. I saw that in the midst of this light, Aya and Agma were staring at me with wide eyes and amazement.

I have broken through the ground.

At this moment, I saw a melting glow all over my body. I saw that the wet dirt that covered me and the surrounding rocks were scattered around me and became a dry floating dust.

Aya said happily, "Welcome, enter the next program in advance." ”