Chapter 19: The Only King on Earth

The scene in front of him made Ant Eleven, who had always looked wooden, stunned.

Following his line of sight, he could see that in the boundless desert, where a thousand Buddhas had disappeared, there was a huge group of buildings appearing, and the scale of its buildings could be roughly described as what heaven and earth had done.

It was a complex of buildings that could not have been built by man, and from a distance, he looked like a giant beast crawling in the endless desert.

"How did this thing come about?"

What surprised Ant Eleven was not the size of the building, of course, but the way it appeared.

What did he see just now?

The desert yellow sand, like a monstrous wave surging for thousands of miles, and then the sand wave falls, like the sea water hanging for nine days, sinking thousands of miles, and the monstrous buildings rise from the ground, like a monster crawling out of the ground, suddenly appearing and standing between this heaven and earth.

Yang Wannian also saw this scene at this moment, and the shock in his heart was naturally self-evident.

In an instant, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, Yang Wannian's feet shook tremblingly, and there was a rustling sound of quicksand in the surrounding sand caves.

Yang Wannian looked back, and the scene in front of him surprised him, and secretly screamed, no, the sand cave is about to collapse.

At the moment of emergency, Yang Wannian directly picked up Eleven, who was still in a stunned state, and jumped down from the second floor.

Yang Wannian and Eleven just jumped down, and the quicksand fell down, and in an instant, the sand caves of nearly a thousand sizes in the previous second turned out to be flat under the blessing of losing some kind of power, leaving no traces.

Everything is gone.

Yang Wannian's eyes flashed with inexplicable loss, and he sighed.

"I missed that opportunity. ”

"What is that majestic castle? Is it inhabited by people? At this scale, people are like ants in the distance, and it is worth approaching it?"

Ant Eleven ignored the word "ant" in Yang Wannian's mouth, in fact, it is more accurate to say that there is no need to pay attention to it.

Mole ants are ants, Ant-Man is ant-man, and they are not a class of species.

Ant Eleven frowned the whole time, looked into the distance, and didn't say a word, as if he was thinking about something, and as if he didn't think about anything, he wandered here.

"I always felt that I had seen the castle somewhere, as if I had lived in it, as if I had ...... in a dream"

Eleven didn't say a word about his personal feelings.

Yang Wannian had doubts in his eyes, Eleven looked at him, and said calmly: "I know what you think in your heart, after my Ant-Man clan gets part of the Ant-Man inheritance, I will remember a lot of things, what happened to me, what happened to my clan, as if I had experienced it myself." ”

"So, sometimes, I am the last seedling of Ant-Man, and I am expected to become the king, probably the only king in the world. ”

"The only king on earth?"

Yang Wannian actually always had a question in his heart, is king very scarce?

In the past two months, I have met two kings, what ant king, what giant wolf king.

"I know you have doubts, there is a difference between kings and kings, the king I am talking about is the ancient king, not the king that the little wolf cub claims to be, the ancient king, that is a kind of existence recognized by heaven and earth. ”

After Ant Eleven said these words, Yang Wannian suddenly realized that there was still an essential difference between the king and the king.

Eleven seems to have something unspeakable and doesn't know how to speak.

"Also, don't treat me like a child, I was conscious before I was conceived, I lived in my mother's womb for five hundred years, and I existed in the eggshell state for three hundred years, strictly speaking, I am eight hundred years old. ”

Yang Wannian listened without saying a word from beginning to end, and there was no discoloration on his face, and Ant Eleven once thought that he had not listened to his words in his ears.

Eleven shook his head helplessly, so he had to give up.

"So, isn't it childish for you to say these things? A child who wants to try to get rid of adults. ”

Yang Wannian looked at Eleven, his gaze unwavering. He didn't be surprised by Eleven's words, it was too normal, coming to this world had already shocked him too much, and now even if someone told him that he came from hell, he believed it.

Eleven the upper and lower gums creaked, silent, and did not have a seizure.

"I remember, this place used to imprison my father, but how did that thing appear in this place, and it shouldn't be in this place?"

Yang Wannian's thoughts were confused, he had a headache, he had just obtained that kind of inheritance, many things had not established a clear cognition, and now all his thoughts were mixed and intertwined into chaos.

"That place, we can't approach it for the time being, it's going to be dangerous. ”

The night was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Looking up, there are no stars, no sea under your feet, only the loneliness of endless and hopeless.

For the first time, Yang Wannian felt so small.

"This place is very similar to a place in my hometown, where there is a nice name, the Western Regions. ”

Yang Wannian didn't feel a little in love with something, he was talking about his past, about the emotions in his heart, the first time he was in such a foreign land with an Ant-Man.

"That place?"

Ant Eleven's eyes were a little weird, and he frowned and looked at Yang Wannian, as if he wanted to see Yang Wannian through.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. ”

Ant Eleven straightforwardly avoided certain questions.

"I miss my hometown, where there is my mother who has always been concerned about me, where there is a sister who still needs my care, I am gone, are they okay?"

"There is a moon-watching homesickness in my hometown, but there is no moon and no stars tonight. ”

"Sometimes if it's possible, I'd like to have a container to put my hometown in it, and that would be nice. ”

"Just like now, I feel a little more at ease without the moon. ”

"When I came into this world, my parents were very good to me, but I didn't live long, they were very sad, although they were smiling all day long, but I knew that they were pretending, they were afraid that I would be worried, afraid that I would be sad, so I pretended to be very happy, and for several nights, I heard them crying. ”

"They were very good to me, the kind that could risk their lives to treat me, before leaving, my mother was going to a very dangerous place, I could have stopped it, but I didn't stop it......"

“...... I knew that if I stopped it, it would be my mother's heart disease for the rest of my life......"

“...... I think it's better for her to go back to that place, after all, there are her people in that place, it won't be so dangerous, and in the time she left, I passed away quietly, and she wouldn't be sad to see me die......"

“...... Thinking about it this way, it is undoubtedly the best choice for her to run between the family, and in times of grief, it is important to have a hope in your heart, so that you can survive and not be overly sad......"

"However, later, I suddenly thought, I can't go on like this, my mother is rushing, and I have to fight again, what Yang Xingyu left behind gave me motivation, this may be the starting point, my father because of my shame and let the juniors in the family call him by his name behind his back, which aroused my fighting spirit even more, I have no talent and I have to cultivate, and I can't go against the sky, it's not impossible to ......"

"Later, a lot of things happened recently, when I learned that there was that opportunity, not to mention how excited I was in my heart, it has nothing to do with chess games, nothing to do with past lives, just live this life......"

"In the past life, I am destined to not go back......"

"Living well in this life is the ...... king"

......

Yang Wannian talked a lot, he said that he didn't care about the opportunity, but he actually cared about it very much in his heart.

Some things are always insincere, and the more you care, the more irrelevant it seems to be the gains and losses, but only in the dead of night do you feel a lot of pain.

He spoke alone, and Eleven on the side was already asleep.

In the darkness, only the lamp that was about to go out accompanied Yang Wannian.

The lantern swayed in the night breeze, and Yang Wannian's eyes looked at the lamp gently.

"Thank you for listening to me. ”

For the first time, Yang Wannian looked at a lamp with such a serious expression, as if he was looking at a lover, and he was communicating with the lamp in the softest part of his heart.

It was the only presence in the dark night who listened to him.

Suddenly, his eyes were bright and shining, and there was a wick in his eye, and there was a painting in the wick.