"That's it, I escaped from Lilliputia, and the two brothers are gone." The bell held Mu Ziyun's arm with both hands, and his head rested lightly on his shoulder, and the atmosphere was mostly sweet. And Mu Ziyun's brain may be because he has just repeated his memory, although he can hear the foreign words clearly, he can't get into his heart, and often as soon as the bell finishes speaking, he will ask how people are resurrected again.

The bell also changed her previous lively temper, and patiently told Mu Ziyun over and over again, maybe what she told was not important anymore, what both of them cared about was the dependence on each other and the love for each other that could not be concealed when they were snuggled together.

"Are the petals at the end of the Yellow Spring really that beautiful?"

"Like a dandelion," the bell happily recalled, "and like a small moon season." ”

Mu Ziyun reached out and stroked her hair, and said with a smile: "These are obviously two completely different things. ”

The bell shook her head, and the two sat down in a place, the bell lay sideways, her head resting on Mu Ziyun's legs, and she continued: "When you look at it, the round of petals is layered on top of each other, it is bright red and mysterious, deeply rooted in the Yellow Spring, and the three eyes can hook the soul, my heart is dripping blood because of it, but the blood is dripping on its lace, the redder it is, the redder my heart is." It is also a unique soul of the fairy, we usually look at the flowers and see the flowers, but it is a person's pleasure, and if you stand at the end of the yellow spring, I look at the flowers, the flowers are looking at me, the joy is my music, each of their petals shares a soul, flying in the air, can escape my sight, if I want to see it, it will fly faster, beckoning it to come, but fanned out a breeze, it thought I was annoyed with it, and flew towards their comfortable place without looking back, but when they left, they took away the blood on my heart, So it hooked my soul again. ”

Mu Ziyun listened imaginatively, but often appeared in his mind some pictures of unknown origin, they were equally beautiful, but they were all phantoms, and after a flash in the pan, they silently erased their traces.

The bell called many times before Mu Ziyun turned around.

Mu Ziyun flicked the bell's head with a light smile and asked her, "Since you know that you will suffer if you enter the Lilliputian Kingdom, why do you want to go." ”

"I..." the bell turned his head to look at Mu Ziyun's face from below, and suddenly blushed elsewhere, and said, "I want to see what that country is like, it's really interesting, have you ever seen a butterfly mount or a yellow oriole mount?" Mushrooms can be used as a roof, and a single fruit can be eaten for many days. ”

"Only the people there are small, and the rest are normal?" Mu Ziyun asked.

"It's all small things that have a direct relationship with people, but for them who are already villains, houses, desks, etc., are all normal." Bell replied, nodding her cheeks, she mischievously touched Mu Ziyun's fingers, and simply grabbed his hand directly, Bell glanced at him shyly and happily, and said with a ruddy face: "It's really an interesting country, and I don't know where they came from." ”

"Lilliputian..."Mu Ziyun looked straight ahead, and fell into a moment of confusion, and at the end, he sighed and said: "This world is boundless, countless stories have happened to us alone, think about this unique country, and also have some legendary past." ”

"I don't think they're any different from us humans except they're small," Bell said, "unlike the aliens we've met before, and their language is very similar to ours. By the way, I've seen the power of their 'deception' of witchcraft, it's terrifying, these little people can even deceive the destiny of heaven, and they can live for decades more through witchcraft, and they are almost exactly the same as the state of the living. ”

Mu Ziyun was about to say something, but the bell was startled and suddenly said, "Ah! By the way, I saw 'Lucky' when I left Lihuman Island. ”

"Tiangong Dou 'lucky'?"

"That's right, they seem to be heading for the villain's island."

"Lucky" Mu Ziyun was silent for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders and said, "It has nothing to do with us for the time being, so you don't have to worry about it, I just want to see our partners now, they may all confirm that we are dead." ”

"Did you really die?" Although Ling listened to Mu Ziyun's explanation, she still couldn't believe that although she had experienced the resurrection on Huangquan Road, the experience Mu Ziyun told was actually even more outrageous than hers.

Mu Ziyun had no choice but to say to her again: "I was really beheaded and turned into a decapitated ghost, you don't know that feeling, I can't speak, and if I move the warhead a little, it's like I'm going to fall off immediately, although I'm a ghost..."

"But... Hell, the underworld, the underworld, I used to think that these words all pointed to a place, and after people died, they had to make such a choice. Bell sighed.

Mu Ziyun rejected her statement and explained: "After a person dies, he has no right to choose where the soul goes, and the underworld is actually the best destination, it will cut off the various causes of life between people and life, reincarnate and reincarnate, and experience life again from the beginning." Mu Ziyun doesn't know what the ghost country looks like, but according to the description of hell in the legend, the charm should be much different from the underworld, they are all torturous, black and white judges, Meng Po, bull head and horse noodles and the like, are the most direct reactions to the ghost country, there must be a sea of swords and fire.

As for Thorn Le Xiaohui'er, that is, the lord of the ghost country, Mu Ziyun thinks that she must be a zombie-like existence, seemingly a god, but in fact a corpse that can move, just like the legendary Hades, it should not be much better than the bull head and horse face.

"But the rest is okay, about the ghost country for a thousand years, how I don't believe in the dozens of breaths of time outside, I have heard many legends, there are many clues have mentioned, time is the original god who created all gods, and it is also the most powerful, whether it is the world before or after death, their time will not be too different, in fact, think about it, this is also impossible, if the ghost country is independent of the underworld, the yang world, and the underworld, then how can it lead away those dying souls in the yang world, And didn't Little Hui'er say that she had been in the underworld for hundreds of years? Isn't that the ghost kingdom that has experienced hundreds of millions of years? ”

Mu Ziyun nodded and said: "This is indeed unrealistic, so I guess that I may have experienced a thousand years in the ghost country, and a thousand years have passed outside, but Xiao Hui'er may have the ability to travel through time, he teleported my soul after a thousand years to the time after I stepped on the Nai He Bridge a thousand years ago, and then repaired my body so that I could be reborn, this may be her gift to me after I completed the thousand-life contract I made with her, because the contract mark on my body is gone, And Meng Po said that this kind of contract must be completed. ”

"But you don't remember anything, do you?"

Mu Ziyun patted her head lightly and said with a smile: "If you have experienced a thousand years, will you still remember the past eighteen years?" If I don't erase my memories of a thousand years, even if I pass through the time prison and complete my rebirth, I will go completely insane. ”

"Alas, it's a pity," said the bell, "I still want to hear you tell me about the things in the ghost country." ”

"There won't be anything good," Mu Ziyun said with a smile, "It's hell, it's full of evil ghosts, it's better to forget, it's also a kind of salvation for me." ”

The bell grabbed Mu Ziyun's hand with both hands and shyly peeked at her, for some reason, Mu Ziyun felt that the girl's shy expression was familiar, and this sense of familiarity would become stronger and stronger. In fact, Mu Ziyun has two unforgettable experiences in the ghost country, one is the three thousand years with Thorn Le Xiao Hui'er, and the other is the experience in the freewheeling world, that shy face, isn't it the most longing to see Mu Ziyun once wanted, Wanmin's appearance?

After the bell got up and parted her legs, she straddled Mu Ziyun's legs, opposite Mu Ziyun's face, she snorted, and her "annoyed" appearance was very cute, and because of the transformation after the birth and death of Huang Quan, she had a peerless beauty that hooked people's hearts, she was really beautiful, so far, there have been some characters who can be comparable to the bell's appearance, such as the white butterfly princess of the Dosselak Pirates, the little red lady of Huzhou, etc., but now they have to succumb to the bell, the beauty of the bell is like her strength, The evolution is weird, and the ascension is fast and scary.

The bell said: "It's okay to forget, in that thousand years, you may have had some annoying story with the lord of the ghost country, so you pulled me and called me Xiao Hui'er many times." ”

"Huh? It's true? Mu Ziyun didn't remember any memories of Xiao Hui'er at all, except for the first time they met that year, and his impression of Xiao Hui'er was not very good that time.

"It's just... It is! The bell sat on Mu Ziyun's body with a big grin, and as soon as she lowered her head, she fell on her stomach, and her originally light face secretly turned red by five or six points, and she replied shyly: "Then shall we go to them next?" ”

"Well, I can already smell it, the familiar stench."

"Sister Kite—" Bell looked up at him, as if to stare at the unfinished words in his heart.

"I have smelled it for a long time," Mu Ziyun sniffed a few times, "It stinks." ”

"I feel Brother Mu's breath, he is not far from us, we should go to them first." The bell squeezed Mu Ziyun's waist tightly and said breathlessly.

"Ahh That boy, I remember that he was no better, tortured enough by a golden shell, and I don't know how many arms and legs he was missing now. Mu Ziyun snorted and said jokingly: "This kid, if we meet again, he still has a golden shell on his head, I will laugh at him, hahaha..."