"Let's go in together?" After Dugu Xingye disappeared, he turned around and asked.

"No, you can go in alone." She shook her head.

"Okay then." Ling Yan went home and smiled, pushing open the huge door.

There was no effort as expected, and there was no other sound, and the huge door was opened under the palm of his hand.

"It always feels like this place is too ordinary, right?" Ling Yan reluctantly stepped on the floor under his feet, and the pure wooden floor made a low sound, which made him a little surprised.

It's not like it's a prop that's enhanced by spells or something, but it's a ...... Hmm, it's super ordinary, the kind that can be bought even for a few dozen dollars......

"Could it be that this floor looks ordinary, but it's tough?" He couldn't help but add two points of force under his feet, and as a result, a crisp sound was heard, and the floor shattered without accident under his strength......

"......," he was silent speechless......

――Is it really a normal floor? He held his forehead, always feeling that the point was not here......

Well, the first time you come to the door, is it okay to step on the floor of someone else's house? Just when he was a little embarrassed, the floor under his feet seemed to go back in time, and the cracks contracted rapidly, until finally the floor completely returned to its original state.

Time? Or is it a purely material repair? He didn't notice anything about the force or the principle that caused this phenomenon, and could only make a guess without proof.

Because it's so natural, so natural that it seems to be taken for granted, but it's completely unreasonable.

"This is the difference in strength?" He sighed, let go of his doubts, and walked down the hallway, only to hear the sound of conversation in the living room at the end of the hallway.

When he turned the corner, he found that what he saw was completely ordinary furnishings with a Japanese feeling: the warm yellow sunlight of the afternoon shone through the window, and on a rocking chair, an elderly man, dressed in a black coat and holding a burning cigarette wafting smoke, was sitting in the sun and talking to another middle-aged man.

After sensing Ling Yan's arrival, the warm old man showed a smile that concealed countless feelings, and waved his hand unpretentiously to signal him to sit beside him, and his hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly.

After Ling Yan walked in front of him, he began to look at Ling Yan by himself, as if he was looking at his outstanding junior, and finally showed a warm smile again.

His hair was silver-white, and his face still had the lines of old age, quiet like an old man.

Ling Yan had imagined the scene when he met the head of the [Thousand Army], either domineering or weird and mysterious, but he didn't expect it to be such a plain and ordinary way.

It was as if the old man in front of him was no longer the one of the twelve people standing at the top, not his own elders.

Before he could speak, the middle-aged man who had really communicated with him glanced at Ling Yan, and a shock that he was about to forget was expressed in his eyes.

He looked at the old man, then at Ling Yan, with an understanding expression: "If there are guests, I won't bother you." I'll talk about that next time. ”

"Well, I'm tired." The old man nodded, and then the middle-aged man disappeared with an ability that Ling Yan couldn't understand.

――Another high-end powerhouse?!

"How? How does it feel to be here? The old man asked gently.

"It's good, it's just that a lot of things can't be understood." Ling Yan looked at the surrounding pastoral scenery: "The scenery is good, is it really fake?" ”

"What do you say?" The old man rested his head on the rocking chair, and as the rocking chair swayed, the surrounding scenery kept changing.

At the ends of the earth, the waves crash on the shore, the flames rise, the waves are monstrous, and even the universe that was once in a vacuum and passed by a black hole...... Each of them was a scenery that was real to the limit, making Ling Yan almost lost.

"At the point where I'm getting lazier and lazier, I want to move everything within my reach." The old man smiled and patted his legs, like a lazy man basking in the afternoon sun: "If you want to see anything, take it out and remember it." ”

Once again, the scenery looks like an old Japanese house, as if you have stepped back in time.

A second later, the new wooden house enveloped the two of them again.

The old man raised his hand and poured fragrant tea into the ceramic teacup, raised his head and asked, "Would you like to drink some drinks or something?" Young people don't seem to like to drink the taste of us old guys, do they? ”

"No need." Ling Yan sat a little sluggishly on the chair that appeared behind him: "This is, the realm of gods?" Strength above the twelve-star? ”

"Probably?" The old man flicked the cigarette ash and replied ambiguously: "For some reason, it has always been the starry night that they have handled some things for me, so that now I am about to be set aside......" After saying a joke, the old man laughed, he didn't care about those things, and he believed in the life and death brothers who had been helping him.

"Is there anything you'd like to ask?" He leaned back in his chair.

"Why...... Looks so old? Ling Yan looked at his face carefully.

His old face was covered with wrinkles, crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, and there were some brown age spots on his cheeks, and he looked like a trembling old man.

The people he had seen were all kept in a young state - the middle-aged Dugu Xingye, the always young Quan Zhilang, and they ...... It stands to reason that the lord of each throne is at least a powerhouse who can open up the universe, and if he wants to turn back into a young man, he should be able to turn back into a young man at any time, which is a natural setting of the fantasy system.

- Although it is now written about infinite streams......

The old man looked at him with some surprise, as if he was a little puzzled why he asked, and replied as a matter of course: "Because I am really old." ”

After saying that, he looked at his expression and patted his legs and laughed.

Probably tired of laughing, he said again, "Maybe it's atonement, right?" ”

"Atonement?"

"I couldn't protect my wife and children...... I was unable to atone for my sins," he said, looking at the buildings here: "It's as if this is her favorite house, and it's also the place where I rescued her." ”

"......" Ling Yan looked at the room carefully, and only then did he feel ...... The room gave him an inexplicable familiarity......

It's like the torn house in the game I used to play, but it doesn't make people feel terrifying, but it's a trance-like nostalgia......?

"Why don't you resurrect them?" Ling Yan asked seriously.

Since they are dead, then resurrect them, for the twelve people who have already transcended the grasp of the Lord God, it is not difficult to resurrect one or two people at all.

Throwing away the last cigarette butt, the old man looked at Ling Yan, "Why do you want to resurrect?" ”

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Ahh I'm going to have a physical examination at noon tomorrow, so I can't come back, and I guarantee a double shift in the evening~

Ask for a collection and ask for a ticket~