"This is the pearl of the blue dragon's gift to the good intentions, tossing and turning in the water, but there is no loss, thank you, Kazama girl. As for this—" Brother's voice hesitated slightly.

I have known my brother for years, and I can hear every sigh and pause he makes. How could I not know the hesitation in his tone at the moment? But what was hidden in my bosom? I was full of curiosity, and I couldn't open my eyes, I couldn't move, my heart was anxious, and my mouth was dry.

The heart moves at will. The wind rises at will. Hearing a crunchy, rustling, and rolling sound, like a small mouth, where it was stealing and devouring something densely—it was suddenly so frighteningly quiet that there were only many more small mouths, which devoured it—and could only listen, not see, or move, which was really doubling the number of people's hearts.

— but the sound of the wind stirring the pages! Quiet, noisy, and steady background noises squeezed into my ears. My heart was relieved.

"Huh-" several exclaimed. I could clearly feel that someone was approaching. I lay lazily - nothing more than a book. A book? Where did you get a book, hidden in my arms?

"How could Meiyi have this album?!" several people asked at the same time. My ears recognized them as Tweed, Phantom, Kyo, and Patriarch.

"Bring it to me. The patriarch commanded calmly. There was an imperceptible tremor in his voice, and the hissing and restrained inhalation between his teeth was caught by me.

"Why do you want to give it to you? The girl just said that this album was found in Meiyi's arms, and it was a beautiful thing. The three elves spoke in unison. The voice is small but firm. It sounds like they're relieved. My heart was relieved again.

Album...... The album in the study of the man in black in the sea of flowers! The whole picture is the back of a woman, the back of a woman who often appears in my dreams! I actually took that album out of the study, and I still carried it in my arms for so long!

I only heard a "click", Kazama whispered, and my brother spoke: "Patriarch——, have something to say, since it is a good thing, when Meiyi wakes up, she will ...... herself."

"What is the good thing...... When I can't recognize it......" The patriarch finally stopped hiding the tremor in his tone, and looked very excited: "This ...... Isn't this what your old boy of the blood clan drew by himself...... Isn't this what it is...... Isn't it just ......" His teeth were fighting, shattering silently, and my heart was also grunting one by one, and his leg bones were clubbed down the mountain with his kneecaps, and the endless steps were hard and painful.

"Patriarch—" Forgot to whisper. Full, painful, and clear. In the invisible space, his voice is like a transparent carriage, driving from one shore to the other. He knows everything.

"I will give you ......", the word "you" has not fallen, and the voice is already in the distance. "Ouch-" A low cry came from afar, "Patriarch be careful!" Kazama shouted.

"What is this! I obviously said that it was a good thing, and I still want to snatch it away, run so fast, and fall, who is it robbing it with—what patriarch?" Xiao Jiao said indignantly.

"Don't you see that the patriarch has completely lost his temper, he is over half a hundred years old, he is incoherent, and he even stumbles in running, there must be something unspeakable......" I heard the painting sea and said quietly: "It's a few of you, how can you recognize this album - when can you set off to find the 'Tears of the Night'......"

"Having said all that, the last sentence is the point, right? You're so cute to confess!" Xiao Jiao sneered.

"When Meiyi wakes up, we can set off ...... 'Tears of the Night', 'Tears of the Night', alas, our last hope...... I almost lost all hope...... "Little Girl muttered.

"I'm really interested in what happened to you three of you who got drunk and were delivered to the Blood King at some point, and how you came to know this album. Luo Ying asked quietly. He said he was "interested", but his tone was quiet. He portrayed himself as a detached bystander, but always asked exactly what I wanted to ask.

"That album saved all three of us. I only heard Xiao Phantom say coldly.

"The bottle of wine with the three of us was placed on a tray and was carried into a room by one person. A huge, special room. It seemed to be topless, and the sky was full of flowers, which should be roses, and the bookshelves that followed the sky, full of books, and nothing but a large desk, and, of course, the man waiting to enjoy the wine. Xiao Huan's cold voice instantly pulled me back to the Huahai study. There was a gushing spasm, tumbling in pieces, and I didn't know where I was.

The waiter took out the cork and went out lightly. I was the first to wake up as the fresh air came in, tiptoeing at the tweeds and tweeds while looking at the world beyond the bottle through the dark bottle...... "Somehow, I heard the chill growing in the phantom's tone. I seemed to huddle in the cramped bottle, looking at the outside world with him in horror.

"It was a tall man. Very, very, very, tall. Dressed in a dark robe, looking out of the wine bottle, I don't know what color it is. The robe covered him so tightly that his face was not visible at all, and only a pair of hands were exposed. The hands, the hands...... "cold as a little illusion, always speaking, every word is like a cannon, word by word stamped dry, at this moment when mentioning the person's hands, the words seem to be damp, point to point, not to see the fire, only smoke.

"Anyway, I have been infatuated for more than 200 years, and my knowledge is not shallow, but when I saw the man's hands, I couldn't help but feel a pang in my heart. At that time, there was a thought, even if he couldn't find the king star and release the imprisoned soul on the star, he would desperately let Xiao Yi and Xiao Jiao survive and escape from here. Xiao Phantom said that later, he resumed his usual understatement, but in my heart, it was full of anger.

"It's ridiculous that I hear some of you sneering softly! I came desperately, and before I could do anything, I tried to run away as hard as I could—and then the man, who was leaning over the desk, concentrating on drawing. Xiao Phantom gasped.

"What kind of painting did you make, but this album?" said Jijo's voice. A tiny hand gently unfolded my palm and placed him in my palm.

"Exactly. I could see that it was a book, and he was spreading it out, drawing with a pen. There was no stool, he just stood like that, his robe covered his face, he couldn't see any expression, one hand pressed on the stage, the other wrist hung in the air, and his hand was like a spiritual snake, extremely skillful. I mandled through the bottle, and at last I could see what he was drawing—the back of a woman. Xiao Phantom's voice sounded like he was extremely scared for some reason, as if he was in a nightmare and couldn't wake up.

"The woman's back seemed to me to be extremely beautiful, but I don't know what the man was dissatisfied with, and for a moment he straightened up, looked at it from a distance, and then leaned down again, grinding it closely, and for a moment put down his brush, and walked aside, his face facing the sea of roses. I don't know why, as if I was enchanted by him, and my eyes just rolled back and forth with his movements......" Xiao Phantom said, his voice lowered, as if he was being licked and rolled by the tongue of a nightmare, and devoured affectionately and cruelly.

"Phantom! wake up!" Xiao sighed. I felt everyone shiver a little. Even the air woke up.

"At that moment, Xiao Jiao and I have woken up, the wine bottle has been opened, the man will drink at any time, and he is facing the flowers at the moment, his back is to the wine bottle, he will not run away at this time, but when! I saw that Xiao Jiao's eyes were straight, and he was a little lost, so he quickly grabbed Xiao Jiao with one hand, and Xiao Xuan with the other, and whispered to Xiao Phantom in his ear: 'Get out of the bottle first!' , I glued my feet to the wall of the bottle, spread my wings to support the two of them, and wanted to send them out of the bottle first, when I suddenly saw the man turn around from the flowers, turn around and come towards the desk, the shadow passed, one hand looked clearly white, but the black pressure was full of blood, without saying a word, he came to take his life, grabbed the bottleneck, and lifted the table with a hammer!

"Bang!" the hammer also hit the hearts of every listener. The little hand in my palm tightened.

After a heavy pause, the wine splashed, and the three of us slipped into the wine. I was still conscious, and in my panic I grabbed the two of them, threw my head back desperately from the wine, and stared at the man, wondering if he knew we were hiding in the bottle, and what he was going to do next. I saw that he immediately let go of the bottle, leaned over the album again, and turned the album with both hands in a hurry and careful—I saw that in the album, all the paintings were backs, the backs of the same woman. I saw him flipping faster and faster, and his hands were like white stripes in the waves, which were hideous and tormenting, and even I was stunned. ”

Suddenly I heard him make a strange and short voice, as if angry, as if sighing. This time, without warning, the bottle suddenly toppled over, and we were swept up by the wave of wine, and poured out of the bottle!"

The thing that was chasing the little tweed finally stopped. The tweed also stopped. The air also stopped. The spicy sunlight hit me in the face and body. Because it doesn't move, it doesn't hurt. All that's left is a thorough refreshment. Drying my gloom for 16 years.

The sun is so strong, what time of day is it?

"'The three of you have been looking at it for a long time, but tell me why the more you draw, the less it looks. The tone of the tweed changed abruptly, as if she was deliberately imitating someone's tone. Hearing that tone, my hairs stood on end, but they were embedded in my ears, and I couldn't pick them out, so I could only endure them upright.

Those were the first words he spoke to us. It's mild, as if it's not a human voice—it's not human. Rushing out of the bottle, I barely looked up in a pile of wine foam, and suddenly my eyes lit up, a sea of crimson flowers, a dark bookshelf, and one of his jade-like hands was holding the wine bottle, and it was he who poured out the bottom of our wine bag with us—he knew it from the beginning...... Fortunately, Xiao Fan and Xiao Jiao were not far from me, struggling. The little one continued.

"Now I saw clearly, he was dressed in a black robe, standing dignified, his face hidden in the black hood, stretched out his snow-white empty hand, and gently lifted me out of the wine with his fingers, and brought me to him, and a voice came from the darkness inside his hat, like a cold breath from a deep hole, only softer: 'Well, I am out of line, if you can tell the reason, you can give me a happy death.' ’”