The two Harres stared at the box in their hands and fell into a long silence, the first time Ian saw hesitation and struggle in the eyes of the "prodigal" man. He didn't make any more noise www.biquge.info just waited quietly for the two of them to make a decision.

There are "active" and "passive" people in this world. No one wants to face a cruel fate, but some people will choose to act actively in the face of this fate, while others would rather choose to wait passively. It's just that everyone can say the truth, but "speaking" is often easy, but "doing" is extremely difficult. Without really facing this choice, many people don't know how much difference there is between what they say and what they actually do.

The campfire in the camp crackled, and the red light of the fire jumped on the faces of the two middle-aged men, making their expressions somewhat uncertain in the middle of the night. Olivia looked at the two of them without saying a word, as if she had to face Crimson herself, knowing that it was a decision that had to be made by them, and that it would affect far more than just now, but in the future.

After a long silence, the two Harris closed their eyes almost at the same time. They let out a long breath, as if to vomit out the suffering of the whole day. Then, when they opened their eyes again, they were stunned at first, surprised that the other had done the same thing as themselves, and then looked at each other again, with a knowing smile on their faces.

"For now. ”

"For now. ”

The words rang out in unison in the silent camp, and when the voice fell, the dead camp seemed to come alive again. Olivia couldn't help but smile and cast an appreciative look, because in her opinion, those who have mastered the "initiative" will always have more opportunities than those who "react" "passively". Harris's ability to choose "initiative" is already more than the vast majority of people, which makes her feel some appreciation.

However, it is a pity that her "appreciation" did not last long, and when the last few words of the two "gentlemen" came over, the smile on the corner of her mouth immediately froze on her face.

"If you really only have three days to live, then you can know it earlier, and maybe you can take advantage of this time to indulge yourself and enjoy this hard-won short life. One Harris raised an eyebrow, then said to the other, "I say, how about we discuss it?"

"If I'm not mistaken, because of the effect of the 'Twin Magic Mirror', the money we carry on us should also be doubled, and after we know who the unlucky one is who can only live for three days, the lucky one will give the coins on his body to the unlucky one, so that he can live a more 'prosperous' old age, what do you think?"

"That's a good idea. Another Harris's eyes lit up, and he took out the money bag in his arms with great interest, untied the rope at the mouth of the bag, and counted it carefully: "Let me see...... Oh, those two should add up to just enough money for a night in Sweet Dreams!"

"Why 'Sweet Dreams'?" the former Harris questioned, taking a different view of the other of his own plans for his "old age": "Although the girl there is indeed very gentle, it is a little far away from here after all, and even if Ian can take us on a journey, it will take at least a whole day to get there." ”

"I think that under the premise that there are only two days left, instead of spending a day on the road, it is better to go to a place that can be reached directly, and 'drunk and dream' in it for two days and two nights. He touched his chin in a matter-of-fact manner, and said solemnly: "I think the 'Dream Demon House' is good, and the girls there are the best in terms of the nearest ones." ”

"No, no, no, that's not right!" said Harris, shaking his head in a pretended manner, "You must know that in the last two days of life, the 'quality' of life is the most important. ”

"We should seek the beauty that is enough to reminisce about a lifetime. He smiled intoxicatingly and admonished Harris in front of him, "Instead of looking for a bunch of 'vulgar fans', it is better to pursue the truly beautiful girl." ”

"But before that we had to waste a whole day. ”

"Bitter first and then sweet is more worth savoring!"

......

Seeing that the two gentlemen were arguing about "this kind of thing", the merchant lady who was sitting on the ground was holding the water bag in a daze, and she only felt that her mind was in chaos.

"How can they ...... like this" She really couldn't believe that such a "serious" thing could be broken into such a "strange" place by these two men, which simply destroyed her three views.

"Trust me. Ian rubbed his temples and threw her a helpless look: "I'm really not familiar with them." ”

The unnutritious argument lasted for nearly an hour, until the two Harris realized that they couldn't convince each other, and that it was undoubtedly a waste of time to continue arguing, that they finally remembered what they wanted at the end of the day, and each put their hands on their boxes to decide whether to "Sweet Dreams" or "Dream Demon House......

"It's finally over......"

Ian let out a weary sigh and suddenly unleashed the "Sword Curtain of Eternal Night", enveloping the entire camp. The light of the Source Crystal Flame is too strange to attract the peeps of others. Although they were in the middle of a deserted jungle at the moment, it was hard to guarantee that anyone would notice the appearance of Yuan Jing with all kinds of strange mental images. Trouble is such a thing, as long as it is not actively recruited, then it is better to have less.

"Then let's see what happens. ”

The two Harris looked at each other and pressed their slightly trembling hands to the box. They swallowed imperceptibly, smiled at each other again, and slowly opened the box in their hands through a tiny gap.

In one box, a white-gold streamer bloomed, while in the other there was only a black hole in the abyss.

The two Harres fell into a stupor at the same time, one for the rest of his life, and the other for the rest of his life.

Two soft "pops" echoed through the forest, and when the box was sealed again, the two Harris looked directly at each other and couldn't help but show complicated expressions.

"It seems...... My luck wasn't so good. Harris smiled with a self-deprecating wry smile on the corner of his mouth, casually threw the box in his hand, turned his head to Ian and said, "Boy, you're going to go to the 'Dream Demon House' tonight." ”

"I've never been to that place. Ian shook his head with a wry smile, knowing that there would never be a smile in his eyes at this moment.

"It doesn't matter. Harrishow, who was about to go on a "vacation", blinked unthinkingly: "We can 'land' nearby." ”

"So—" He turned his head to look at the real Harris, and as soon as he reached out and took the money bag that the other had thrown over, he bent down slightly in a pretended manner, "Ma'am, sir, please allow me to say goodbye to you, my special coachman has been waiting for a long time. ”

"Take care all the way. The real Harris replied with a solemn salute, and Olivia, who was sitting on the ground, got up and said goodbye to him.

Ian nodded to the two of them and followed Harris's back into the depths of the forest. They walked a long distance in silence, and it was only when the fire of the camp could no longer be seen that the middle-aged man who had been copied of him stopped his steps.

"I can't believe it. He shook his head and said with a confused expression: "All memories are so real, as if it just happened yesterday. But I didn't expect that I would be fake. ”

"Do you regret it?" Ian also paused and asked in a deep voice meaningfully, "Make such a choice." ”

"It's the best choice. Harris smiled bitterly: "Only in this way will Sersi not be allowed to get his wish." ”

"Of course—" Without waiting for Ian to respond, he suddenly turned his head, threw the money bag in his hand at the young man behind him, and asked in a low tone, "If I can, can I ask for a different destination?"

"What?" Ian took the money bag and asked in surprise, "Where do you want to go?"

"What if...... If you can. Harris's smooth words scrept and studied, and Ian felt as if he was afraid that he would refuse his last wish. The middle-aged "playboy" raised his head, his face full of reminiscence. His eyes were directed at Ian, and there was more of a plea in his eyes than a pleading.

"Able to ...... Send me back ...... 'sparkle'?" (To be continued.) )