Don't look...
Sherman's voice came from the world, sad and at a loss
Don't look...
The sky fire gradually slowed down, dark clouds covered the sky, drizzled drizzle, and finally turned into a pouring rain, extinguishing the sea of fire
But this belated gift of rainy season still cannot change the ending of long-destroying destruction.
This once prosperous and lively city is silent and only the sound of rain remains
The breeze gently brushed across my palms, like the little prince holding my hand countless times, guiding me toward somewhere
In the gorgeous palace in the center and highest place, tall and white pillars fell down, dyed with black smoke, the floor cracked into pieces, and it was difficult to settle down. The pool was dry, and there were no more birds and water lilies.
I finally arrived near the stone door, and the young king stood in front of the stone door and turned his back to me.
This stone door has no signs of wear, and the totem is gorgeous and complete, shining under this dark sky
The little prince put his hand on the totem and murmured to himself: Sun Ah, is this your punishment? Because I am not pious enough, because I have not assumed my duties well
He paused and asked and answered himself: Yes, it was my fault, it was me that caused the arrival of the heavenly fire and caused the people to fall into hell, so...
The light of the totem became brighter and brighter, and finally enveloped the little prince. His voice was as ethereal as fog, and he firmly made a wish.
Don't move towards the end so quickly, don't wake up from the dream so early, I'm willing to pay all the price, just hope to go back to the beginning
……
I stood in front of the broken stone door, Sherman hugged me tightly from behind, like a drowning person hugging driftwood
Axuan, Axuan... His voice was trembling: Are you back?
The nightfall of the miso was coming, and I looked up at the night sky without a single star. Somehow I suddenly felt blessed to my heart: Is it rainy season today?
Sherman shook even more violently when he heard this: Don't be afraid, Ah Xuan, the rainy season will not come, we will be able to go back to the previous time soon, and there will be no rainy season.
I sighed and had an answer in my heart: Did you use this door to go back to the past? I have seen the door initially look, but now it is so damaged, how many times have you been back?
Sherman didn't reply to me, and I continued: There is no way to change the ending, right? You've tried it many times, right? But in the end...
I paused and said this: In the end, all I could do was watch the city burned out by the sky fire again and again, right?
I turned around and hugged the boy, raised my hand to rub his hair. The boy finally couldn't help sobbing because of my touch.
The totem of the sun is not only the ability of the stone gate, but also your vitality, right? Now its light is so weak. If you look back again, what will you do? Have you ever thought about such consequences?
Because... it's my fault... I have to take responsibility
The little prince buried his head on my shoulder, warm tears wet my clothes, and his voice was extremely sad: As long as the rainy season does not come, no one will die
A roar came from the sky, as if something was about to break through the sky and fall down.
I asked him: Is this your wish? Escape from a beautiful dream?
Sherman raised his head, his eyes were red, and his whole body was like a flower staggered in the cold wind, shaking: I just hope everyone can live. If this is a dream, let it continue to do it, don’t wake up, I don’t want to wake up!
The night sky seemed to have been torn apart, and a red scattered the center of the sky. The initial flames fell from the sky like butterflies, swaying and falling from the sky, beautiful and dangerous.
Sherman let go and was about to push open the stone door: Close your eyes, open it again, and I will meet you again
Sherman, how many more times do you have to repeat the reversal? The sky fire has fallen, this is the fact! But it is not your mistake, nor is it your sin! You are innocent!
I hugged the boy's waist tightly: Even this time when everything hasn't happened yet, what about the next time? Can you reverse the time next time?! This is the last time! You should know better in your heart than me!
The sky fire illuminates the night into daylight, and the huge fireballs and strong winds arrive together, sobbing and whistling, falling the first countdown of the disaster
Even if it is so far away, you can hear a noisy and panic cry for help, which is transmitted from the city to this place
Sherman moved and wanted to push me away: Axuan... Get out of here...
Sherman! Annihilation is the most normal thing! A person, a city, and even the whole world will not exist forever! One day it will sink into the depths that no one knows!
I don't have spiritual power now, and I can't stop him in the world created by the other party.
I reached out to pull Sherman's braid again. He did have a pain and I took the opportunity to block the door and stop him: The sky fire is not for you! If this is the punishment of the gods, what is the need to respect the gods who are so cruel and unreasonable to their people?!
My shocking disrespectful remarks surprised the little prince. He opened his mouth but didn't say a word several times.
A meteorite hit the palace and the ground swayed violently
The ears were buzzing, and I couldn't help but raise my tone: Sherman, what is your real wish?
The little king showed a confused expression, and he murmured: My wish...
That's right, it's the real wish!
I encouraged him to speak: It’s not for others, but for your own wish, what was it originally?
The little prince looked at me, and then looked at the buildings around him that were destroyed by flames, and hesitated: I want to... like you, travel and see different scenery, but my preferences are not allowed... The responsibility was firmly bound by me when I was born. As the king and the son of the sun, I prayed in the temple every year, and remained silent and wise, which is what everyone hoped to see
You are right, Axuan, this is the last time I can trace it back... After this time, I will disappear, and the final outcome of this city cannot be changed.
Sherman
I looked at Sherman and promised him word by word: There will be a different ending this time
The tall dome in the royal city collapsed, dust and smoke were shrouded in. The little prince didn't believe me, but he did not use the stone gate to reverse time again. He seemed to have accepted the last destruction calmly: I haven't made more snowflakes for you, I'm going to say goodbye
The air fluctuates not because of the fall of the sky fire, but because of this illusion, which is now at the end of its strength.
Crack!
There was a sound of glass breaking, and everything around it was like a mirror, cracking the marks
I moved my fingers, and the full spiritual energy flowed freely in my meridians, and my five senses returned to the transparency and sensitivity of being a monk.
Little Prince, I'll give you a real snow
I silently recited the Dharma in my heart, and the sword of the spring and the storage bag flew from afar and fell into my hand
The moment I held the hilt of the sword, frost flowers spread from the sword body, finally covered, and then exploded at the next moment!
The cold and cold sword energy turned into white snowflakes after leaving the sword, flying around.
Sherman looked at all this blankly, carefully caught the snowflakes, watched the snowflakes melt in his hands, and tried hard to curl the corners of his mouth, but tears fell
He wanted to say something to me, but a new round of earth was happening at this moment. The little prince stood unsteadily and staggered for a few steps and was about to fall. I hurriedly caught the other party, but found that he was no longer Sherman.
The boy's body grew a little bit, and he became a 1-year-old Que He, unconscious in my arms.
Sherman?
I called for nothingness in front of me, and after a few breaths, I heard the response
Ah Xuan
A slender figure appeared in the air. The blonde hair that was hung to the feet was more dazzling than the sun, and the blue eyes filled with tears were deeper than the clear sky. The appearance was like a statue carefully drawn by the most outstanding painter.
The boy in front of me is what Sherman looks like, and the maids are really not bullying me
He smiled at me: Fortunately... you are not a snowflake, you will not melt
Because I'm a human
We seemed to have returned to the conversation scene when we met on the first day, but today's scene was really not warm enough
Thank you, Axuan
The little prince fell down lightly, stretched out his arms and made a hug gesture, and said goodbye to me: Sorry, because I am too lonely... I keep repeating the same time here, and it has been a long time, so after you come here, I greedily want to keep you by my side and want your company.
You are leaving here, right? I'm so sorry, it took a long time to delay your time... Then, goodbye, Axuan
It seemed that everything had been pressed. I watched the illusion fade gradually, just like the wall skin that had been too long, peeling off one by one, and finally dissipating.
……
The dry wind with a scent of sand and gravel drilled into the nose, and the burning pain in the palm of the palm and waist swayed along the limbs and bones. I tried hard to support the unconscious Que He and looked at my mirage demon not far away with a look of surprise: Sister, have I met your request?
It's only half a cup of tea... Human cultivation, although the cultivation level is not high, you really can't take a look at it.
The Mirage Demon was holding an exquisite gold-inlaid jade box in his arms. I was far away from her. In addition, I was injured and could not recognize what it was. I could only feel the strong aura of the big monster coming from the box.
But now is not the time to think about this, I still have important things to do.
I looked at the beautiful face of the Mirage Demon and suddenly understood what a beautiful face is and a heart that hated him so much
Before I entered the illusion, sister, you just said you wanted to give me something and let me find it myself. Now it seems that I should find something for you. If I didn't find it and died in the illusion because it took too long, the agreement between you and me will be lifted because I did not complete the conditions, and you will not lose any loss.
I didn't leave time to speak for the mirage demon, and continued: But I don't care. Now the agreement has been completed. I just hope that the things my sister gave me can be my own choice.
The Mirage Demon became interested. She handed the treasure box in her arms to the person around her and jumped off her hunchback, stretched her waist and walked towards me: Smart people, what do you want?
I pointed to one place without hesitation: The sun to the west, please give it to me by my sister.
********************
It is said in the book: Yingying is like a boneless hand, the wind blows her sleeves and plays with butterflies dancing
Que He looked at Zhao Liaoliao who was running briskly in the pool. She lifted up her skirt and exposed a white calves. The water splashed high and fell down, wetting her clothes and hair. Suddenly she understood the meaning of this poem.
She was wearing clothes belonging to this illusion, but it was not abrupt, as if she was born to be such a beautiful and happy appearance.
Que He did not tell the truth to Zhao Liaoliao that night, for example, he said he was locked in some darkness without seeing the sun.
In fact, his spiritual sense has always been in his body, watching Sherman use his body and spend time with Zhao Liaoliao.
He never knew that Zhao Liaoliao was so knowledgeable and memorable, and many stories she told were something he had never heard of before
The other person was very interesting when he spoke, even if it was something he had never seen before, it seemed to be imagined through her mouth.
At that moment, Que He suddenly became confused. Is Zhao Liaoliao such a person?
He wanted to recall Zhao Liaoliao in his previous life, but found that except for meeting her at the beginning and being humiliated several times, he knew nothing about Zhao Liaoliao except that he had met her several times at the beginning.
In Yanzong's previous life, the person he got along the most was Zhao Miaomiao
He has always been with Zhao Miaomiao, the true master in his heart.
He and Zhao Liao had little or no master-disciple relationship. Except for when she was a disciple, she deliberately teased her and stopped paying attention to herself, as if she was not as a person as him.
Therefore, after Zhao Miaomiao learned about it, he couldn't bear to see him abandoned, so he secretly taught him the sword technique.
Later, I heard a lot of rumors about Zhao Liaoliao, but they were not good things. He also believed that Zhao Liaoliao was the kind of person in the rumor.
Until the moment Zhao Liaoliao pushed him off the cliff, he was even more sure that Zhao Liaoliao was a sinister villain with poor cultivation, unstable Taoism, selfish and narrow mind.
But now, does Que He doubt that he really understands his nominal master?
In the battle between the sandworm, Zhao Liaoliao was brave and resourceful. Now in the illusion, she was dealing with the illusion master again and promised him that she would take him away from here.
Que He looked at Zhao Liaoliao and called Sherman with a smile. Seeing her holding his hand naturally, for some reason, his chest was inexplicably stuffy.
……
Occasionally, Sherman would sleep because he was exhausted. At this time, Que He could get back control of his body.
But this illusion is too restrictive. Even if Sherman is sleeping, as the original owner of his body, he cannot leave too far.
The most susceptible place for Sherman to sleep is this sleeping palace
Que He stood in front of Zhao Liaoliao's bed and looked at her. The moonlight was divided into several beams through the window and hit the female cultivator, while the other party was sleeping heavily.
Just as Que He was thinking this way, the other party's tightly closed brown eyes suddenly opened: Que He
It's a sure tone
She could tell him and Sherman at a glance
Que He opened his eyes in a little embarrassed manner, not knowing whether it was because he thought it was inappropriate to stare at someone else when he was asleep, or because...
The naked shoulders and waist of the cultivator in front of him made him feel a little at a loss.
I will definitely take you out, don't worry
Zhao Liaoliao turned over, her voice lowered, and soon she heard a uniform and gentle breathing sound.
I'm not worried... it's just... Que He looked at the other person's sleeping back, but didn't know how to tell
It's just what? The boy himself doesn't know
Sherman's voice came from the world, sad and at a loss
Don't look...
The sky fire gradually slowed down, dark clouds covered the sky, drizzled drizzle, and finally turned into a pouring rain, extinguishing the sea of fire
But this belated gift of rainy season still cannot change the ending of long-destroying destruction.
This once prosperous and lively city is silent and only the sound of rain remains
The breeze gently brushed across my palms, like the little prince holding my hand countless times, guiding me toward somewhere
In the gorgeous palace in the center and highest place, tall and white pillars fell down, dyed with black smoke, the floor cracked into pieces, and it was difficult to settle down. The pool was dry, and there were no more birds and water lilies.
I finally arrived near the stone door, and the young king stood in front of the stone door and turned his back to me.
This stone door has no signs of wear, and the totem is gorgeous and complete, shining under this dark sky
The little prince put his hand on the totem and murmured to himself: Sun Ah, is this your punishment? Because I am not pious enough, because I have not assumed my duties well
He paused and asked and answered himself: Yes, it was my fault, it was me that caused the arrival of the heavenly fire and caused the people to fall into hell, so...
The light of the totem became brighter and brighter, and finally enveloped the little prince. His voice was as ethereal as fog, and he firmly made a wish.
Don't move towards the end so quickly, don't wake up from the dream so early, I'm willing to pay all the price, just hope to go back to the beginning
……
I stood in front of the broken stone door, Sherman hugged me tightly from behind, like a drowning person hugging driftwood
Axuan, Axuan... His voice was trembling: Are you back?
The nightfall of the miso was coming, and I looked up at the night sky without a single star. Somehow I suddenly felt blessed to my heart: Is it rainy season today?
Sherman shook even more violently when he heard this: Don't be afraid, Ah Xuan, the rainy season will not come, we will be able to go back to the previous time soon, and there will be no rainy season.
I sighed and had an answer in my heart: Did you use this door to go back to the past? I have seen the door initially look, but now it is so damaged, how many times have you been back?
Sherman didn't reply to me, and I continued: There is no way to change the ending, right? You've tried it many times, right? But in the end...
I paused and said this: In the end, all I could do was watch the city burned out by the sky fire again and again, right?
I turned around and hugged the boy, raised my hand to rub his hair. The boy finally couldn't help sobbing because of my touch.
The totem of the sun is not only the ability of the stone gate, but also your vitality, right? Now its light is so weak. If you look back again, what will you do? Have you ever thought about such consequences?
Because... it's my fault... I have to take responsibility
The little prince buried his head on my shoulder, warm tears wet my clothes, and his voice was extremely sad: As long as the rainy season does not come, no one will die
A roar came from the sky, as if something was about to break through the sky and fall down.
I asked him: Is this your wish? Escape from a beautiful dream?
Sherman raised his head, his eyes were red, and his whole body was like a flower staggered in the cold wind, shaking: I just hope everyone can live. If this is a dream, let it continue to do it, don’t wake up, I don’t want to wake up!
The night sky seemed to have been torn apart, and a red scattered the center of the sky. The initial flames fell from the sky like butterflies, swaying and falling from the sky, beautiful and dangerous.
Sherman let go and was about to push open the stone door: Close your eyes, open it again, and I will meet you again
Sherman, how many more times do you have to repeat the reversal? The sky fire has fallen, this is the fact! But it is not your mistake, nor is it your sin! You are innocent!
I hugged the boy's waist tightly: Even this time when everything hasn't happened yet, what about the next time? Can you reverse the time next time?! This is the last time! You should know better in your heart than me!
The sky fire illuminates the night into daylight, and the huge fireballs and strong winds arrive together, sobbing and whistling, falling the first countdown of the disaster
Even if it is so far away, you can hear a noisy and panic cry for help, which is transmitted from the city to this place
Sherman moved and wanted to push me away: Axuan... Get out of here...
Sherman! Annihilation is the most normal thing! A person, a city, and even the whole world will not exist forever! One day it will sink into the depths that no one knows!
I don't have spiritual power now, and I can't stop him in the world created by the other party.
I reached out to pull Sherman's braid again. He did have a pain and I took the opportunity to block the door and stop him: The sky fire is not for you! If this is the punishment of the gods, what is the need to respect the gods who are so cruel and unreasonable to their people?!
My shocking disrespectful remarks surprised the little prince. He opened his mouth but didn't say a word several times.
A meteorite hit the palace and the ground swayed violently
The ears were buzzing, and I couldn't help but raise my tone: Sherman, what is your real wish?
The little king showed a confused expression, and he murmured: My wish...
That's right, it's the real wish!
I encouraged him to speak: It’s not for others, but for your own wish, what was it originally?
The little prince looked at me, and then looked at the buildings around him that were destroyed by flames, and hesitated: I want to... like you, travel and see different scenery, but my preferences are not allowed... The responsibility was firmly bound by me when I was born. As the king and the son of the sun, I prayed in the temple every year, and remained silent and wise, which is what everyone hoped to see
You are right, Axuan, this is the last time I can trace it back... After this time, I will disappear, and the final outcome of this city cannot be changed.
Sherman
I looked at Sherman and promised him word by word: There will be a different ending this time
The tall dome in the royal city collapsed, dust and smoke were shrouded in. The little prince didn't believe me, but he did not use the stone gate to reverse time again. He seemed to have accepted the last destruction calmly: I haven't made more snowflakes for you, I'm going to say goodbye
The air fluctuates not because of the fall of the sky fire, but because of this illusion, which is now at the end of its strength.
Crack!
There was a sound of glass breaking, and everything around it was like a mirror, cracking the marks
I moved my fingers, and the full spiritual energy flowed freely in my meridians, and my five senses returned to the transparency and sensitivity of being a monk.
Little Prince, I'll give you a real snow
I silently recited the Dharma in my heart, and the sword of the spring and the storage bag flew from afar and fell into my hand
The moment I held the hilt of the sword, frost flowers spread from the sword body, finally covered, and then exploded at the next moment!
The cold and cold sword energy turned into white snowflakes after leaving the sword, flying around.
Sherman looked at all this blankly, carefully caught the snowflakes, watched the snowflakes melt in his hands, and tried hard to curl the corners of his mouth, but tears fell
He wanted to say something to me, but a new round of earth was happening at this moment. The little prince stood unsteadily and staggered for a few steps and was about to fall. I hurriedly caught the other party, but found that he was no longer Sherman.
The boy's body grew a little bit, and he became a 1-year-old Que He, unconscious in my arms.
Sherman?
I called for nothingness in front of me, and after a few breaths, I heard the response
Ah Xuan
A slender figure appeared in the air. The blonde hair that was hung to the feet was more dazzling than the sun, and the blue eyes filled with tears were deeper than the clear sky. The appearance was like a statue carefully drawn by the most outstanding painter.
The boy in front of me is what Sherman looks like, and the maids are really not bullying me
He smiled at me: Fortunately... you are not a snowflake, you will not melt
Because I'm a human
We seemed to have returned to the conversation scene when we met on the first day, but today's scene was really not warm enough
Thank you, Axuan
The little prince fell down lightly, stretched out his arms and made a hug gesture, and said goodbye to me: Sorry, because I am too lonely... I keep repeating the same time here, and it has been a long time, so after you come here, I greedily want to keep you by my side and want your company.
You are leaving here, right? I'm so sorry, it took a long time to delay your time... Then, goodbye, Axuan
It seemed that everything had been pressed. I watched the illusion fade gradually, just like the wall skin that had been too long, peeling off one by one, and finally dissipating.
……
The dry wind with a scent of sand and gravel drilled into the nose, and the burning pain in the palm of the palm and waist swayed along the limbs and bones. I tried hard to support the unconscious Que He and looked at my mirage demon not far away with a look of surprise: Sister, have I met your request?
It's only half a cup of tea... Human cultivation, although the cultivation level is not high, you really can't take a look at it.
The Mirage Demon was holding an exquisite gold-inlaid jade box in his arms. I was far away from her. In addition, I was injured and could not recognize what it was. I could only feel the strong aura of the big monster coming from the box.
But now is not the time to think about this, I still have important things to do.
I looked at the beautiful face of the Mirage Demon and suddenly understood what a beautiful face is and a heart that hated him so much
Before I entered the illusion, sister, you just said you wanted to give me something and let me find it myself. Now it seems that I should find something for you. If I didn't find it and died in the illusion because it took too long, the agreement between you and me will be lifted because I did not complete the conditions, and you will not lose any loss.
I didn't leave time to speak for the mirage demon, and continued: But I don't care. Now the agreement has been completed. I just hope that the things my sister gave me can be my own choice.
The Mirage Demon became interested. She handed the treasure box in her arms to the person around her and jumped off her hunchback, stretched her waist and walked towards me: Smart people, what do you want?
I pointed to one place without hesitation: The sun to the west, please give it to me by my sister.
********************
It is said in the book: Yingying is like a boneless hand, the wind blows her sleeves and plays with butterflies dancing
Que He looked at Zhao Liaoliao who was running briskly in the pool. She lifted up her skirt and exposed a white calves. The water splashed high and fell down, wetting her clothes and hair. Suddenly she understood the meaning of this poem.
She was wearing clothes belonging to this illusion, but it was not abrupt, as if she was born to be such a beautiful and happy appearance.
Que He did not tell the truth to Zhao Liaoliao that night, for example, he said he was locked in some darkness without seeing the sun.
In fact, his spiritual sense has always been in his body, watching Sherman use his body and spend time with Zhao Liaoliao.
He never knew that Zhao Liaoliao was so knowledgeable and memorable, and many stories she told were something he had never heard of before
The other person was very interesting when he spoke, even if it was something he had never seen before, it seemed to be imagined through her mouth.
At that moment, Que He suddenly became confused. Is Zhao Liaoliao such a person?
He wanted to recall Zhao Liaoliao in his previous life, but found that except for meeting her at the beginning and being humiliated several times, he knew nothing about Zhao Liaoliao except that he had met her several times at the beginning.
In Yanzong's previous life, the person he got along the most was Zhao Miaomiao
He has always been with Zhao Miaomiao, the true master in his heart.
He and Zhao Liao had little or no master-disciple relationship. Except for when she was a disciple, she deliberately teased her and stopped paying attention to herself, as if she was not as a person as him.
Therefore, after Zhao Miaomiao learned about it, he couldn't bear to see him abandoned, so he secretly taught him the sword technique.
Later, I heard a lot of rumors about Zhao Liaoliao, but they were not good things. He also believed that Zhao Liaoliao was the kind of person in the rumor.
Until the moment Zhao Liaoliao pushed him off the cliff, he was even more sure that Zhao Liaoliao was a sinister villain with poor cultivation, unstable Taoism, selfish and narrow mind.
But now, does Que He doubt that he really understands his nominal master?
In the battle between the sandworm, Zhao Liaoliao was brave and resourceful. Now in the illusion, she was dealing with the illusion master again and promised him that she would take him away from here.
Que He looked at Zhao Liaoliao and called Sherman with a smile. Seeing her holding his hand naturally, for some reason, his chest was inexplicably stuffy.
……
Occasionally, Sherman would sleep because he was exhausted. At this time, Que He could get back control of his body.
But this illusion is too restrictive. Even if Sherman is sleeping, as the original owner of his body, he cannot leave too far.
The most susceptible place for Sherman to sleep is this sleeping palace
Que He stood in front of Zhao Liaoliao's bed and looked at her. The moonlight was divided into several beams through the window and hit the female cultivator, while the other party was sleeping heavily.
Just as Que He was thinking this way, the other party's tightly closed brown eyes suddenly opened: Que He
It's a sure tone
She could tell him and Sherman at a glance
Que He opened his eyes in a little embarrassed manner, not knowing whether it was because he thought it was inappropriate to stare at someone else when he was asleep, or because...
The naked shoulders and waist of the cultivator in front of him made him feel a little at a loss.
I will definitely take you out, don't worry
Zhao Liaoliao turned over, her voice lowered, and soon she heard a uniform and gentle breathing sound.
I'm not worried... it's just... Que He looked at the other person's sleeping back, but didn't know how to tell
It's just what? The boy himself doesn't know
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