"These are my palace guards, don't look at their short stature, but they are quite powerful, and my safety depends on them. ”

Yu Fan was thinking about what skills these monsters who behaved strangely and gathered in Sen Ran were qualified to be the spiritual guards of the Flying Tooth Palace, and there were only more than fifty people, whether it was in terms of manpower and configuration of the palace guard, it seemed that it was not very promising.

"What are they called? They seem to be loyal to you. ”

"They are called nightmares, and they are the guards left to me by my husband, and they are heartfelt to me, no matter how tempted they may be. ”

"Your husband, could it be that there are two palace masters in this Flying Tooth Palace?"

"This Flying Tooth Palace was originally his, but now that he is gone, he has been victimized by the traitor and has only a pair of cold bones left, and I am also detained here by the gangster. That's all you see in the whole palace now. ”

"These, including the Nightmare and the black monster you just encountered?"

"Black monsters, you're talking about black tapirs, those monsters were originally my husband's pets, and now he is gone, those monsters were originally perverse, vigorous, and not controlled by me at all, they were even cast by that villain, often attacking me, fortunately, there are nightmares to protect my safety, and you killed them all just now. Speaking of which, you are also my benefactor. ”

"I can't talk about the benefactor, I won't tell you, I'm also disturbed by the monster in my body, and I don't know when the monster invaded my body, and I don't know when he will appear again, everything is full of unknowns.

Even though I was in my own dreams, I was out of my control, and I couldn't even run, I didn't dare to pan for breath, and I felt cold even when I wanted to sleep.

What is there in this world, except for you, the dream in front of me, the black tapir just now, the mulberry we are riding, the vanished laurel, there is nothing, maybe I will only experience the sense of loss when I wake up from this dream. ”

The dark clouds in the sky moved away with the cold of the candle shadow, and the frost was bitter in autumn, Yu Fan didn't know how many years this woman had lived in this cold palace without communicating with others, and what she relied on to live.

Time moves blindly, there are no nodes, there is no sense of rhythm.

Lonely people have no sense of time, no sense of the dull sensation that time exerts on their body.

When Yu Fan asked how long the long-term monk had lived in this cold Flying Tooth Palace, she scratched her head like a stupid child, and then replied with a smile innocently: I don't know.

Perhaps these four words outlined a trace of past memories, and after she finished speaking, her face was full of pain, as if she remembered the story that happened at a certain point in time.

"I don't know how many days I've lived in this palace, I just remember that my husband died, I became the master of this place, and then I couldn't sleep day and night, and I didn't even feel that I was still alive.

What should I say, I felt that my body was divided into two parts, one part was displayed in a place where I could not see, and even when she ate, slept, and walked, what skirt should she wear at night, and should she wear clogs when walking at the palace gate after the rain......

I don't know any of this, I just know that there is a layer of covering on my current self that makes me walk slowly, even on my feet.

I would ride the barricorn around the autumn plains in my spare time, and I enjoyed being chased by the black tapirs, and although they caught up with me a few times and scared me, I couldn't change it.

Sometimes when I get bolder, I fly out alone, and to be honest, I don't know when I'm going to be able to fly, which is strange, like a baby who doesn't know when he learns to run, and forgets to walk. ”

Passing through the beauty tree, Yu Fan was introduced into the palace by the long monk, the palace gate was about one zhang high, and Yu Fan found that this palace gate was obviously not suitable for her height.

When she entered, she had to lean her upper body slightly to get in, Yu Fan saw her enter in an unsightly posture when she entered the palace gate in front, and thought to herself, this Flying Tooth Palace was obviously not built according to her height, otherwise she would not have been shaved by the rivets on the door, and she was almost touched by the door frame to her forehead.

There are flying lotus floating in the palace, with candles on it, and the clutch is clutched.

Seeing Yu Fan coming, these candles came towards Yu Fan like life, and his shadow disappeared as if it had been cut off.

The chief monk waved his sleeves and ordered the reckless and rude actions of the group of candlesticks to retreat.

When a candle is about to be extinguished, a wing-sized flying horse flutters its wings and flutters out of the bright air.

It flies with wide wings, and when it flips up and down, it lifts its body, white hair shines in the snow, and its four hooves step into the air.

The mane fluttered neatly, the body was strong, and the long tail was long, and before Yu Fan could observe it thoroughly, the creature suddenly burrowed into the flying lotus.

After the sound of crackling like roasting grease, the candle flower burned again, and returned to normal, and a wisp of white smoke came out of the flying lotus with the sound, just like the snow and frost, and the wind dyed the moon.

After inquiry, Yu Fan learned from the mouth of the chief monk that the name of the flying horse that can swim on the fingertips is called the moth foal, they usually attach themselves to the purlin beams on the palace, on the rafters, when the candle is extinguished, they will consciously fly down, fill in the flying lotus, and act as its burning grease.

The Changju Shi carried Yu Fan up more than ten steps, which made him feel very kind, and he was surprised that the Chang Jushi did not have the shelf of a king at all.

If a person's heart does not move because of power, then that person's heart must be lonely.

Through her waxy, dry, cold, stiff fingers, Yu Fan felt her loneliness, and the fragments of time pieced together this empathy into a complete shape in front of him.

He also feels his loneliness, just like squatting alone in the sun, even if no one laughs with you, the shadow will always cry with you.

A tear condensed in the corner of his eye, and he quietly wiped it away before he was discovered by the Changjushi, for fear that she, who had lived in the deep palace for a long time, would understand his loneliness, so that she would no longer ride alone, nor dare to fly alone.

The whole palace was held in the palm of time.

Yu Fan felt that every footprint he stepped on the ground in the palace and then fell into it, and as soon as he turned around, the footprints disappeared, and the dirt stained on his shoes from the autumn plain also disappeared, as if the time and space he was in were not continuous, but beating fragmentarily.

The fragments of time have no connection with each other, and the only thing that runs through them and works logically is maintained in the sound of Yu Fan's snoring.

Time is ignorant, but people are wise, and time has set various benchmarks on the road of exploring self-awareness, this place remembers the past successes and failures, and that place marks the past gains and losses.

Over time, people will know what they need, and what they want interprets in their hearts.

There is no high platform in the palace, there is no Luanyi, and there is not even a maid who holds a fan.

There is an acre of square pond in the hall, the water color in the pool is dyed with ink, and the ripples are sticky and elastic.

A flying fish jumped up from the pool like transformed ink, and did not forget to hit it with its tail the moment it fell to the surface.

A drop of ink stained Yu Fan's shoes, and he disappeared.

There is a water creature in the pool, and he runs on the water with his paws vigorously, and the posture is like a great creation by a famous calligrapher.

There is ink in the water.

The lotus leaf crown covers the water surface, and the sleek shape is slightly convex on the water surface to make people distinguish.

In short, the colors of the plants and animals in this square pond are all integrated with the ink, and Yu Fan thinks that he must have been cast some great spiritual spell by the Changjushi. When he wanted to go closer to see it in more detail, he was stopped by the long layman.

"Don't come close, this water is ominous, only look at it from a distance, otherwise you will be lured by something terrible in the water. ”

When the Changju priest squatted down like a door in front of Yu Fan, he felt a sense of fear in his heart when he looked at this woman with a slender figure and fair skin, looking up at him.

The frost flowers in her breasts were knotted together like spider webs, sealing the long-standing coldness.

There was a shuddering laugh from the bottom of the water, and the sound began to suffocate as if it had been choked in a blister, and suddenly became sharp when it came to the surface.

"Sister, sister, sister, I'm going out, let me out. ”

"Huh!" After hearing this sound, the Chang Jushi stood solemnly, his neck tilted back, and because the two of them were standing close, Yu Fan couldn't see the expression on the face of this woman who was more than three meters tall.