Chapter Forty-Eight: Anchored Alive

Nothing.

Are you there. Are you there.

Nothing.

The water is bubbling, and the fire is burning with me.

Nothing.

What the hell was I born for? Am I just a ghost pulled out of the record?

Nothing.

Have you ever remembered that on a golden afternoon, sitting in front of a table, sipping tea as bright as amber, what shines is not the magnificent words spread out on your lap, but the Internet generation reflected under the eyes of glasses?

Nothing.

Pointing to the hazy moon in the sky, or the jade plate, or the round mirror, his hands bounced uncomfortably.

Of course I would be like this, humming an inexplicable melody: "Ah, everyone is like this." ”

Now I am sinking into a quagmire without a driving force, looking at the light that falls straight down, dazzling and dazzling.

The sun was so dazzling that it seemed to burn my hair, but unfortunately I had no hair, but not only my hair, but I also had myself, maybe I should have been lucky in this way, but unfortunately I shouldn't have thought about it

Even when he heard my insults, the sun was not discouraged, but continued to wrap around my body as I thought, slowly and slowly penetrating into the blood vessels, body fluids, tissues, organs, and souls, and at the same time caressing as I thought

Getting hotter and deeper, sleepiness enveloped my consciousness, covered my soul, and I couldn't seem to think about it, but I was still thinking about it, maybe it was the previous life and death that gave me a new feeling about death, so that I didn't die in this moment

Yes.

My reflections are done.

The saturated perfection, the solution to the trigod puzzle, the necessity of devouring......

Suddenly open your eyes!

Qin Deng found that he could do this action!

He saw the sunshine and felt the sun.

In the meadows, the autumn wind lifted the weak leaves, one, two, three, countless pieces......

It was the wind again, slamming the blade to the ground, almost making a "pop" sound that dyed his eyes.

Quiet. It's quiet. The sound of the water is endless. But it's quiet.

Flowing water whimpered, and fallen leaves screamed. Qin Deng stretched out his hand in disbelief.

He saw it, he saw it! He really saw it!

Qin Deng pushed his fingers harder and harder, climbing outward, climbing little by little, the slightest pain was really unstoppable.

His eyes were blurred, and the liquid in the frame was swirling around him.

He wanted to die. But how is he still alive?

The initial excitement and joy quickly faded, and there was not a moment when he loved his hands more than he did now, nor did he hate his hands more than he did now!

"Die! I'm dying! Hurry up and die! Qin Deng made a sound instead of the leaves, and drop by drop of water finally fell to the ground full of life in the hollow darkness.

He slammed himself in the face, almost knocking himself in the face with a punch.

Pain flickered in his mind for a moment, and the "bang" propped up, occupying the position of thinking.

It's just that what follows is his next punch, and the body doesn't need to think.

"Come again! Again! Come again......" he howled, hating why he hadn't died.

Hope should not be placed on anyone else, never! He wanted to pull up all the roots and smear the damp dirt on his face.

So that's it.

Qin Deng opened his eyes again.

Root? Earth? How...... Don't?

I want to go underground...... I really want to go underground......

Qin Deng closed his eyes.

He began to run recklessly, frantically, exhausted, desperate, just to ask for a reassurance.

Really, but what if it's true, but if it's true, maybe it really can...... Maybe, let's die.

He's really underground.

Luck really came back.

Qin Deng's brain began to turn, and his thoughts began to spin around the turbidity.

"It's in Gensokyo that I'm lucky, and this luck and Gensokyo itself are interdependent!"

"So, what I want now, luck is clear."

A stone weighing as heavy as a thousand pounds suddenly fell from the so-called heaven: this is clearly the earth, where does it come from?

But it shattered before it reached the top of Qin Deng's body, and even the dust did not reach Qin Deng.

He looked up in the direction the stone had come from.

A huge hole had been broken in the top of the head, and this large stone had fallen from the top of the heavens instead of the earth!

This is a completely illogical event.

It is also the inevitability of having luck.

"Haha." Qin Deng showed a smile that was even uglier than crying, with him lucky, how could he die?

As long as there was the slightest fear of death in his heart, as a human being, he could not die at all.

Qin Deng stood still.

"Hey! Did you take refuge from above? Don't stand there like a fool, come here! A voice came from a distance, Qin Deng subconsciously turned his head to look, it turned out to be a strong ghost clan shouting loudly!

Take refuge from above? Connected to the void above the ground, Qin Deng seemed to sense something.

It's her! It's a sea flower! What the hell did she do?

Qin Deng knew in his heart that he had no right to complain and blame others, but his anger and panic were still there.

Amid the exclamations of the ghost clan, Qin Deng disappeared under another falling stone. The dust raised by the stone hit the ground, and the smoke was filled with gunpowder, and there was no one in the smoke.

I'm gone! I'm absolutely gone! I couldn't be wrong with the feeling I was there!

Qin Deng once again deeply recalled his process, and he was clearly convinced that he must have been canceled and reappeared.

He needs to know why he returned to Gensokyo, how he returned to Gensokyo, and why he is still alive.

If that guess is correct, if it's really clear that I'm not the twenty-five seven-hour self, then why is I still here.

Explore, explore. Non-stop exploration.

And, what's going on in the world above?

Qin Deng appeared on the top of the Monster Mountain, and he looked down, and a gust of wind with a strong pungent smell blew on his face.

In the highest part of the earth, he saw a hollow.

What is the outside of the hollow? It's a jungle of steel, it's the coming of man.

Gensokyo was discovered.

Although it is only a glimpse of the situation, the human world on the other side is still willing to bet here.

He looked closely, and he could see the youkai who kept sending back human weapons on the horizon, and the holes were slowly being mended.

It's a disaster.

"Man" sees this thing, and "man" sees man.

What the hell will happen?

What the hell is going on?

Qin Deng disappeared in place.

Disappeared in the place where the god of unclaimed things reappeared.