At night, in the woods on the edge of the town.

In the woods, which were shaded by dense foliage, there was no moonlight or starlight, and it was almost absolute darkness.

But a black shadow suddenly leaped over the tree, and suddenly ran wildly on the ground, swept by like a gust of wind, and raised the fallen leaves.

The shadow finally climbed the tallest tree in the forest, and climbed higher and higher to the highest point of the forest. The long-lost moonlight gently sprinkled and illuminated the face of the dark shadow.

A delicate and ordinary face.

It was Ye Mingke with a black cloth on his eyes.

Climbing to the top of the tree, he pillowed his hands behind his head, turned over and lay on a slender branch, the slender branch bent and swayed downward, and his body swayed lightly on the top of the tree.

It's like a baby's cradle, and it's like his slightly rippling state of mind.

He stretched out his hand to the sky, and blindfolded he could clearly feel everything around him, and even "see" the world in front of him.

This world is different from the previous fiery red world, this world is green, and groups of green elves roam and shuttle through the forests and woods.

He loved these beautiful elves, and he called them out to them with all his heart, but they fluttered away at most with a slight touch of his outstretched hand.

They can sense his mind, and can even become his eyes with his mind. But getting a response from them is not an easy task.

That day, Ye Mingke smashed those red air pillars with his fist, and now in retrospect, those air pillars themselves were already extremely unstable, and his determination was just the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Could it be that the way to get their response is the magic of Taoism?

Ye Mingke thought.

The night breeze swept through the treetops and also on Ye Mingke's cheeks. His thoughts drifted far away with the cool breeze of the night.

It had been a few months since the fight with Li Yin, and in the past few months, he had repeatedly consolidated his connection with those mysterious elves, gradually becoming more and more free, and the darkness was no longer an obstacle for him.

But for several days, he was still not ready, and went to play chess to win Aunt Long, to learn the first secret.

Obviously, I was so angry with my aunt that my lungs hurt, and I fantasized about how many times I finally turned over and won Aunt Long, why did it come to an end, but I wasn't so anxious?

Are you a little scared? Afraid that the town you are familiar with is not as peaceful as you imagined? Are you afraid of the complexity and horror of those worlds?

But whether you know it or not, those things exist after all, so what's the difference between facing it earlier and facing it later?

Tomorrow, tomorrow.

Ye Mingke ripped off the black cloth in front of him, and looked directly at the huge moon wheel in the sky against the moonlight, and the pupils holding the moonlight were bright and clear in the night.

He made up his mind.

It was very late at night, and Ye Mingke, who had been blowing on the tree again, turned over and climbed down the top of the tree, walked out of the forest, and prepared to go home.

Walking through the bluestone street in the dark, Ye Mingke stopped and looked at the tall wall of the dyeing workshop.

"I wonder if Qiaoqiao's girl will have nightmares tonight and can't sleep?"

Ye Mingke, who had just made an important decision, was not sleepy for a while, and looked at the tall wall, his child's heart rose again.

"It's really a lot higher? Unfortunately, it's still not high enough. ”

Ye Mingke smiled, took a few steps back, suddenly rushed forward, jumped on the wall, grabbed the top of the wall, and with a little force, quietly climbed over the wall, and landed quietly.

After more than two years, he has not grown much taller, but his strength has increased a lot.

"Minko. ”

As soon as he landed, he heard Jojo's low cry of surprise.

"Sure enough, I haven't slept yet. ”

Ye Mingke turned around, and sure enough, he saw Qiao Qiao with loose hair, sitting at the table in the courtyard in single clothes, looking at him, his eyes were happy.

Ye Mingke made a silent gesture to her, quietly walked to Bai Qiaoqiao's opposite and sat down, then folded his hands on the table, rested his chin on his arms, and looked at Qiaoqiao from below with an angry and funny gaze.

"Why are you here?"

Bai Qiaoqiao also rested his arms and head on the table, keeping the same height as Ye Mingke, and looked at Ye Mingke's eyes with a smile in his hazy eyes.

"Night owls come and catch night mice, one at a time!"

Ye Mingke teased.

"You're having nightmares again, can't sleep, and wandering?"

He looked at Qiao Qiao, who was dressed in pajamas, and said a little helplessly.

"yes. Qiao Qiao wrinkled her good-looking nose, flattened her mouth, and said helplessly.

At this time, there was another cool breeze in the yard, and the weather had turned cold, and Qiaoqiao, who was wearing a single coat, felt a chill, and couldn't help but straighten up and beat Ha Yun.

Ye Mingke immediately looked at the house where her uncle and aunt were located.

"It's okay, my aunt and uncle slept very well at night. ”

As a result, as soon as Jojo's comforting words came out, her aunt's loud words came from the house on the left.

"Girl, don't blow the wind outside, be careful of catching a cold, go back to your room and sleep!"

Ye Mingke and Qiao Qiao, who were weak-hearted, ran to the room and hid.

There was a faint moonlight in the room, and the air was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers in the courtyard, and the young man looked down at the girl beside him and said softly.

"Jojo, I want you ......."

Jojo's face was slightly red

“....... textbooks. ”

Ye Mingke added the last few words.

......

So after a while, someone who was studious took advantage of the moonlight in the room to sit on the edge of Jojo's bed and look at the textbooks in the school again.

He raised his head and glanced at Qiaoqiao, who was looking at him with a pair of eyes in the quilt, and smiled, "You go to sleep." Don't be afraid, I'll be with you as if you were taking a nap by my side. ”

He stretched out a hand and put it on one of Jojo's exposed hands outside the quilt.

"But it's not the same as a nap?"

Qiao Qiao, who had just been distracted, muttered in her heart, but she couldn't stand the eyes of a certain tyrant who wanted her to go to bed quickly, so she obediently closed her eyes.

Like those quiet afternoons, with him by her side, those terrible nightmares didn't seem to dare to approach her, leaving only the faint moonlight and the faint fragrance in the air.

She fell asleep.

Sitting next to her bed, Ye Mingke read the book for a while, but the hypnotic effect of the textbook was too powerful, and he fell asleep on the edge of the bed unconsciously.

Holding Jojo's hand, he slept very restlessly in his sleep.

In the dream, he seemed to be walking in a sea of corpses and bones, he stepped on the bones that had become crisp under his feet, and walked forward step by step, looking at the sky, the sky was a bloody red.

The world was dead silent, and he was not afraid in his dreams, but there was a strong sadness accumulated in his chest, and the sadness was so heavy that he couldn't even vent his crying.

He can only keep going forward, going forward, he doesn't know what's ahead of him, he doesn't know what the point is in keeping moving forward, he just keeps going.

As we walked, that world was gone, replaced by a warm piece of sunshine and an extremely small world.

He could vaguely feel as if he had become small, he could barely move, and he could only see a very narrow perspective in front of him.

"Don't be afraid, son. ”

Faintly he seemed to hear a very gentle and mellow voice, he tried to raise his neck to look out, he saw a blood-stained figure, it should be a man, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

"Don't be afraid, son. ”

"I'll find that knot and that untie for you, for her, for all of us. ”

Listening to that voice, he who was originally in an impatient mood gradually calmed down.

In front of him was still the golden sunshine, which changed its position in his small world, but never disappeared.

Pieces of rune paper with intricate cinnabar sketches fluttered above the small space he could move, and the man didn't speak to him again, but he was still nearby, as if he was deducing something from those runes.

Endless deduction, daylight that never sets.

The dream seemed to continue on so monotonously, but at some point, the sunlight in front of me stopped moving, but became more and more intense, and finally turned into a dazzling white.

He couldn't see anything.

But he vaguely heard the man talking to someone.

"Don't lie to him, you can not tell him, but don't lie to him. ”

"He was born in a chaotic maze, leave him a little, leave a little to trust....... Really. ”

The man's words were followed by a long silence.

Then a plain but firm voice like iron and stone, a voice that Ye Mingke was extremely familiar with sounded in this blazing white light.

"I will. ”