"Wait a minute. He stretched out his palm, laid his palm flat, shook it from side to side a few times, those sky blue solid fine transparent beads began to flow, he stretched out his index finger to point at the nearest strand of thread in front of us, as soon as the finger touched the thread, it broke, the white thread disappeared and scattered, I also tried to dot the thread, but when my finger touched the thread on my chest, it seemed to be playing a stringed harp. He suddenly took my hand again, motioned with his eyes for me to try again, and I reached out my fingers and grasped the thread, which did not turn to ashes, but grew tighter and tighter.

"Hard, with skill, that thread can only be broken by you, your blood. His eyes drooped and his voice was solemn.

I held the thread so hard that it began to glow with a dazzling white light, all the threads began to vibrate, and all the blue beads were trembling. "That line is the main line, it's broken, and all the lines have to go back to square one, and they are back in the crosshairs. It's up to you. His voice was still solemn, but with a little more urgency and pleasure.

I shook the thread from side to side, but it shook even more, and I pulled it against its position, and the thread was so sharp that my hand finally bleed, and the blood-soaked thread immediately became thicker, and emitted the same blue light as a solid bead, and then gradually stopped shaking, and finally stopped. Then it shook slightly, as if nodding, let out a heavy sigh, and then dissolved into the azure crystal beads.

All the white silk threads of the nets were re-aligned, first returning to the origin of the threads, and then constantly wandering, bending, and searching in the infinite space, and finally weaving a three-dimensional flower net, but opened a road for me, a road connecting me and the Taoist priest, and in the middle of the road was a big white lotus.

"Come on now. He smiled like a flower, like the lotus flower.

The Taoist priest walked over slowly, and every time he crossed a line, he would change a little subtly, and when he passed through the lotus flower, he suddenly became Yixin's appearance, and I was so shocked that I moved my neck to look at the man.

"The way he should be, the way he is in his heart, I am who he is. He smiled warmly, and smiled contentedly.

"Is Yixin's appearance your own?" I still looked at Yixin who walked over.

"Yes, I saw her as if I was seeing my own inside. He still smiled warmly, "I hope that those who have gone crazy will return to their hearts, like me, in fact, Yixin's face is the face that truly inherits the morality of your family." He smiled unconsciously, "As the saying goes, wow, look confused." ”

"Poof, easy to face cute?hahahahaha......haha......ha

"If Zhuang Mei is the one who picks the fruit, then Yixin is the one who produces the fruit, and he is imaginative and creative. What's more, her brain has been selected for 5,000 years, which can be called the first in China, and so are you. ”

"I've done you a great job, and I see how you praise both of us. ”

"The shape of Yixin's heart is you, and I want to take Yixin away. ”

I watched as Yixin walked over with his eyes closed and walked towards me.

"Do you remember the tricks and the tricks, how do you understand that?" he asked me calmly.

"The technique is the action, and the machine is the coincidence of the intersection of all the silk threads and the squeezing force of the crystal beads. I stumbled, "That's how I understand it." ”

"Odd numbers. ”

"Odd! You coined the term of mathematics. ”

"It's a whole new era, didn't I say it? I made a century. ”