Chapter 4: The Lost World

The ruins and broken walls are full of devastation, dead trees and branches, and withered grass are all over the ground

But from the high and low, the staggered and orderly layout, from the pouring exquisite spire, the undulating painting wall and rock wall, from the high bridge cold rope, the half-beautiful circle of the ball can vaguely see the original shape of the outline.

The scenery that does not exist in the world, the splendid scenery that does not exist in the world

However, it is no longer there, and all that is left is residual resentment.

In front of Yan was a pool that had dried up, and the statue in the pool had been destroyed, and it was hard to distinguish its original appearance.

Xiao Yan looked at this scene that made him feel helpless, and he was inexplicably distressed! He looked more closely, and there was no one on this island that was intact, and there were corpses piled up with rocks and branches, gray and rotten, big and small, mixed with men and beasts, and he couldn't tell anything apart.

But there were several bodies in the pool that were crushed by the fragments of the statue, and they seemed to be relatively intact, and the pool and its surroundings were the most numerous and the largest in bones, as well as some huge skulls.

Yan jumped into the dry pool, and walked to the largest skull, which had two horns, a very short face, a long beak, and a beast's head and a bird's head, which Yan had never seen before. The monster's arm bone was broken into three, and his big palm stretched out on the seat of the statue, making a gesture of lifting. Beside it, there was another hook-like bone wrapped around a black object, vaguely in the shape of a sword hilt.

Yan's heart moved, and he walked over to see that the sword seemed to be deep in the ground, leaving only a five-inch long section with the hilt of the sword, those bones were grasped very tightly, as if they were cast on the hilt, although Yan was young, his strength was greater than that of an adult, and even the mandrill was casually thrown and played, and he saw that the sword was buried deeply, and the hook bone was in the shape of a dead force, and he did not dare to slack off, and his little hand grabbed the hook bone and pulled it out.

Unexpectedly, the sword rose from stress, and it seemed to be stuck in the sand, which caused him to take three steps back and fall down due to excessive force.

Yan's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the sword that had been drawn in his hand, "What is it?"

The sword in his hand was about four feet long, and not only was it devoid of brilliance, but it was also rusty and mottled, and it was like a waste.

"Wouldn't this be the fierce sword that Sister Female Zheng said?"

At this moment, the base of the statue swirled, and a foot-square hole was unscrewed.

Yan thought to himself, the fierce sword was still inside, he looked closer, there were indeed objects inside, and he reached out to find out the white square bag, and the square bag was just a picture album, he flipped through it at will, and the first picture was the golden retriever.

Yan was dumbfounded, and suddenly realized that the sky above this small island had become drowsy and strange, and the scene around him had unexpectedly bloomed into a thick black mist, and the earth's crust was like cracking ice, and the sudden storm filled every corner of the island.

A voice didn't know where it came from, "Xiao Yan..... It's all up to you......"

"What?" Yan said, looking around, "Who are you?"

"Liufeng has disappeared in the world, yesterday's face is nostalgic, the virtual mirror can't stay for a long time, leave quickly"

As he spoke, the island of Ryutoyo, which was shrouded in black mist, suddenly shook twice, as if the entire island collided with a powerful force, and another powerful force swept his whole body, making him unsteady on his feet and unable to break free. He clutched the rusty sword and the scroll, his body being rolled and torn uncontrollably by the wind.

When Yan heard this sigh, Yan suddenly felt that something hit his chest, and the whole person flew away backwards, thrown into the air, and saw that Ryutoshima was swallowed up and disintegrated by nothingness in the turbulent vision.

The strange clouds and haze dissipated, the sea returned to calm, Yan fell into the water, the icy sea water rose above his head in an instant, the pain in his whole body became clear, and he fainted unbearably.

When he woke up, he was already in a small boat, rocking in the repulse bay on the east coast.

The rusty sword and short sword on his body were gone, and the scroll was torn, leaving only two fragments in his hand, crumpled and muddled, if it weren't for the blue dragon scales, everything would be a bizarre dream.

Yan returned to the village.

This bizarre time has passed in the world for thirteen days.

The story of the fishermen's encounter with the dragon girl and the flying island has been spread and has been discussed by others.

When the uncles saw him coming back alone in a small boat, they asked in a loud voice, "Yan Yanzi, where did you come from? Wasn't you invited by the dragon god to the dragon palace as a guest?"

Yan was silent

"There are some good things in the Dragon Palace, say it and let everyone know it for a long time!"

Yan was silent

An old uncle asked, "Yan Yanzi, why didn't your father come back with you?"

Yan was stunned, "Isn't my father with Uncle Ah and them?"

The old uncle's eyes were full of worry, "Ah Si said that your father didn't worry about you, so he puffed up the raft and waited for you in that sea." ”

Yan was anxious, "My father really hasn't come back? Uncle Ah and they can rest assured that they will leave my father there alone!"

The old uncle said slowly, "They can't help it, they don't see you come back for a long time, they can't be there with a boatload of people, no one can say anything about the sea, who dares to stay in a strange place." ”

The sea is unpredictable, the sea is full of dangers, and for the Terrans, the sea needs to be feared.

What's more, the dragon god didn't allow them to stay in that sea area.

"I'm going to find Daddy!" Yan said with some hatred, looking back at the surging sea.

"Yan Yanzi, you better go home and see your mother first, it's good for the two of you to come back..."

And he ran to his house.

Push open the hidden door

I saw my mother weaving in front of the yarn cart, feather feeding the small animals, and carving a half-finished sphere in the corner, which was intricately carved and densely covered with strange text patterns. This time seems to be peaceful, but it also reveals an unusual depression.

When the mother heard the noise, she saw Yan standing in the doorway, and hurriedly rushed to hug him, and hugged him tightly for a long time.

"Where's your father?" Dong Shu asked in a low voice

"I'll get Daddy back. Yan said with a small fist.

"Don't go!" Dong Shu said with a sob.

"Mother, don't worry, I will definitely get Daddy back. ”

In the vast sea, how small a human being with a fragile life is, no matter how Yan swears, he just hugs him tighter and tighter.

Jing stopped his movements and listened quietly to the conversation between him and his mother, and suddenly he said, "Don't be sad, I will get my father back." ”

"Jing ......" Yan jumped up, "Where do you go to find it, I'll go with you." ”

Jing shook his head, "The tide is different during this period of time, Daddy may be coerced by the ability and fall into another dimension, you don't know how to get in and out, it's better for me to go by myself." He turned to Feather and said, "Call the eagle." ”

Feather answered, ran to the backyard, whistled a few loud whistles, and summoned a falcon

The falcon hovers over the rooftop, chirping loudly

Sitting cross-legged, the young man's spirit body floated from the child's body, and instantly turned into a white light attached to the falcon and spread its wings and shot away.

Dong Shu has always known that these three children are not mortals. But I was still startled when I saw this scene, and it took a long time to turn back and pray secretly.

The mother and son spent seven days in uneasiness.

On the eighth day, when a hurricane swept across the country, and while the whole village was busy cleaning up the houses damaged by the hurricane, Yan's mother and son were surprised to find their father in the inner room, describing him as emaciated and unconscious.

Yu was worried about his brother and hurriedly went to check on the situation

The spirit source was slowly returning to its young form, and the child's eyes opened in extreme exhaustion

Yu tilted his head, and his black and white eyes looked at Jing with a little worry, "Second brother, you're back, are you uncomfortable?"

"It's okay" glanced at the inner room, "Yu, I'm going to rest for a long time, and if anyone asks, say that my father was sent back by the dragon god." ”

"Oh, got it"

After Jing finished speaking, he climbed back into bed and fell into a deep sleep.