After a short time, when the elevator is almost to the center of the top arc of the building, the speed slows down until it stops.

After that, it slowly straightened its body, and slowly put down Sister Yun and me, who were attached to the arc.

After loosening my seat belt and stepping out of the elevator, I breathed a few sighs of relief. said: Sister, this journey is really exciting, so scared that I don't even dare to take a breath.

As soon as the words fell, I looked at an open-air arc gap about two meters wide and slender at the end of my head, and said in surprise: Sister, it's another wonder.

These are my heartfelt words.

When I saw the blue sky and snow-white clouds through the arc-shaped gap that looked like a "ray of sky", I couldn't help but get excited.

For my overjoy, Sister Yun is not surprised.

With a "whew", the straight ladder that rose to the arc wall, under the traction of two thick and flexible golden yellow steel wires, was like a wandering gecko, clinging to the arc wall, and fell down.

Sister Yun led me forward. The road under my feet, although gradually sliding downward, is not steep, and the feeling of walking up is like going down the small shallow slope outside my yard countless times.

The classrooms on both sides are bigger and brighter than the ones below, but there are very few students above them.

Surprisingly, the doors and windows of the classroom are parallel to the path below. Teachers and students standing or sitting in the classroom are parallel to the horizon and are not tilted.

When I saw someone passing by, in a classroom to my right, a quirky little boy stuck out his tongue at me and grimaced.

I couldn't help but laugh involuntarily.

Soon, the teachers and students in the two classrooms all looked at me and Sister Yun and greeted me with warm smiles.

Sister Yun stopped in front of a huge golden door.

Then, with a gentle push, the door opened as if it had been struck open by a god.

Before I could enter the door, my eyes were drawn to a golden and huge immortal turtle.

At the feet of the fairy turtle, five teachers and students gathered happily talking.

After entering, I took a serious look at the few people in the room.

Standing in the center is a middle-aged man about forty years old, elegant and calm. Around him were two men and two women, not very old, about twenty years old, each handsome and beautiful.

It is preliminarily inferred that the man in the middle should be a teacher, and the four people in the circle are students.

Seeing me and Sister Yun coming in, the middle-aged man took off his eyes and greeted him with a spring breeze on his face.

"Coming back?"

The middle-aged man asked Sister Chongyun softly.

Sister Yun nodded happily, took my arm, and smiled at the middle-aged man in front of her: Look who this is?

The middle-aged man looked at me with a gentle face and said happily: You are Xiaohua, right? Pretty handsome.

Seeing his smile, very sincere, hearing his praise, very sincere, I can't help but have a good impression of him.

I didn't know how to answer, so I laughed a few times.

Sister Yun pinched me and whispered: You won't reply hello.

"Oh, hello."

I remembered that Fang Cai was indeed not polite, and hurriedly added a sentence.

The middle-aged man glanced at Sister Yun affectionately, laughed, and said to me: Well, my surname is Yang, and you can call me Teacher Yang or Mr. Yang in the future.

"Okay."

I replied, but I couldn't help but be confused: Is it called Mr. Yang or Mr. Yang?

However, it quickly occurred to me that I didn't need to struggle with it. I don't know the man surnamed Yang in front of me, and I'm afraid it won't be common in the future.

"After a while, after lunch, you can take Xiaohua there again."

"It's okay, tonight won't be too short."

"Have you thought about it?"

Sister Yun looked at me, and her eyes revealed a complex color that I had never seen: firmness, it seemed to be a little shaken; In the yearning, there seems to be some retreat. Not sad or happy, neither lukewarm.

"What should come will come."

Sister Yun seemed to have mustered up the courage to say this sentence with difficulty.

I listened to her talk a little heavy, could it be that something happened to her who was afraid to confide in me? If that's the case, she's too much out of touch with her brother, right?

Immediately, I took her hand and said, "Sister, I am your own brother, if you have any troubles, you can tell me."

Sister Yun glanced at the middle-aged man in front of her, blushed, and said: There are so many people, don't be ashamed.

I saw her and Mr. Yang in front of me with deep eyebrows, and I couldn't help but suddenly realize, threw away Sister Yun's hand, and said to Mr. Yang: You are a brother-in-law, right?

"Haha."

The middle-aged man raised his neck and smiled, and hurriedly said: Xiaohua, you must not joke, Xiaoyun and I are close friends, we are more than ten years apart, how can Yang be worthy of her?

After listening to his words, I thought to myself that it was right, and apologized: The little brother was clumsy just now, please don't remember Mr. Yang.

Sister Yun grabbed my ears and said with a sneer: Mr. Yang is the chief sand sculptor of the Sand Sculpture Garden, and there are thousands of disciples under him.

"Hee-hee, giggle, haha."

The four students behind Mr. Yang couldn't help but laugh.

I hurriedly grabbed Sister Yun's wrist and pretended to be pitiful: I have no intention of offending Mr. Yang, Sister Mei let go, your ears are deaf by you.

Mr. Yang persuaded Sister Yun and said with a smile: Those who don't know are not guilty, if you really deaf him, we will scold him a few words, and he won't hear it.

When everyone heard this, there was another burst of laughter.

Sister Yun's jade hands are delicate and tender, and they are not sore when they are on her ears, but they are very useful.

When I looked at the huge fairy turtle again, I couldn't help but walk over.

The fairy turtle in front of him is about five or six meters high, about three or four meters wide, and seven or eight meters long, which is very majestic and heroic.

Except for the turtle head, which is still being carved, the rest of the places are all formed: the turtle shell is round and heavy, and the veins are clear; Turtle claws, strong and strong, sharp as a knife; The turtle's neck is straight and flexible, and the head is erect.

I couldn't help but sigh: Mr. Yang, if this turtle is molded, it really looks like a living turtle.

"There's more to it than meets the eye."

A sweet voice came from behind me.

Looking back, it was a petite and cute girl who spoke. Her big eyes are clear and very charming.

The girl took a few steps forward and pressed under the turtle's belly, only to hear the sound of "bang", and on both sides of the turtle's belly, two square openings appeared.

I climbed the edge of my belly, leaned into half of my body, and found that the belly of the fairy turtle was full of colored lanterns the size of cherries.

When I entered, Mr. Yang led Sister Yun into the opposite side happily. And Sister Yun didn't look at me, staring at Mr. Yang with reverence.

An inexplicable jealousy rose in my heart, and after a few quick glances, I got out.

Mr. Yang touched the dense lanterns and said with a smile: At night, turn on the lanterns, and this golden fairy turtle will be even more golden and bright.

When Sister Yun heard this, she couldn't hide the joy on her face, and praised: You are amazing, you always have some wild ideas.

Mr. Yang hurriedly replied with a humble remark, but I secretly scolded him for hypocrisy.

The more they talked, the happier they became. The vinegar in my heart has surged up my throat and slid to my tongue.

"Hey, it would be nice if I could grow a little taller, have a more handsome face, and have a more mature temperament."

Looking at Mr. Yang, I thought of loss.

The two of them in the belly of the fairy turtle talked for a long time before they walked out unsatisfied.

It seemed to me that the time they spent alone seemed like a long half century.

After that, Mr. Yang said to the four students: "You can work for a while, and I will accompany the two friends."

The four of them nodded, bowed down and said: Teacher Yang walks slowly.

I thought to myself: Mr. Yang, if you don't have to work hard, Sister Yun and I can do it ourselves.

However, Sister Yun seems to be happy to stay with Mr. Yang. I was stunned, and I was left to the side by her.

In a less appropriate example, I felt like a concubine who had fallen out of favor and been ruthlessly thrown into the cold by the monarch.