I didn't continue to ask Sherman what his wish was, nor did he show that he was about to cry again
We both tacitly pretended that nothing had happened. This was probably his idea
The morning breeze blew the gauze curtain, and it was another morning. When I opened my eyes, I saw Sherman sitting by the bed, holding my fingers and playing with it. When I woke up, he smiled: Axuan!
Since that night, I have spent nine days and nights with the little prince in this illusion.
After Sherman's busy work as a king, he would take me through the palace, with a spacious and bright library, a busy and fragrant kitchen, and a soft and colorful garage. He was like a tour guide in the royal city, and he took me, a stranger, all over his territory.
But we never got close to that door again
Whenever night falls, I will be sleepy and forced to fall into a deep sleep, so I have no chance to continue exploring this illusion
Sherman pulled me to sit up: There is a commemorative celebration in the city tonight. Are you going to have fun together?
…Can I refuse?
The little prince showed a disappointed expression: It's not impossible...
As the only person in this illusion who has independent ideas, I have received the special intimacy of the king, which is not a good thing
I don't know whether the time in the illusion is the same as the flow rate in the secret realm. I still have injuries when I enter this illusion. The longer I drag here, the more dangerous my true body will be.
No matter what Sherman wants, I have made up my mind to break the illusion as soon as possible!
Sherman seemed to suddenly remember something, poured out something from the small leather bag he carried around his waist, and handed it to me very seriously
Small and exquisite, cool and crystal clear, it is a jewelry carved into the shape of snowflakes
This way, does it look like the snow you said?
The boy showed expectations of waiting for praise: I specially found the most clever gem carver in the city. According to the way you painted at that time, it took a lot of effort to do it.
He stretched out his finger and poked the snowflakes in my palm, complaining: Such a small thing is really lost if you are not careful
Sherman
I looked at the boy in front of me and said: Let's go to the celebration tonight
The night came very quickly. Under the moonlight, Sherman pulled me and sneaked out of the palace
Why do you seem like a thief?
Finally avoided the last round of guards, Sherman and I were getting farther and farther away from the highest and most central palace, and I finally couldn't help asking him
If you want to have fun, you must sneak out Ah!
The little prince didn't turn his head, and held my hand and stepped on the stone steps, with his brisk steps: It's coming soon!
For the people of this city, the commemorative celebration may be as warm and important as the New Year in our world.
The city is decorated with lights and lively, everyone is smiling and gathering towards a place
The little prince is only wearing simple and ordinary shorts. Except for the ruby pendant that looks like tears on his right ear, he does not wear other jewelry, which looks no different from other men on the street.
When we were about to merge into the crowd, he found a ferocious beast face from somewhere, and pressed it on his face. His appearance was blocked, leaving only a pair of dark eyes.
I followed the crowd. Perhaps my eyes were too hot to ignore. The little prince blinked slyly and explained: This is a magic that will not be recognized by others.
...If it weren't for your city people, I think your black hair would be easily recognized
The bonfire conference is usually held in Glory Square, which is where we are following the crowd now.
Although the surroundings are noisy, the voice of the little prince clearly fell into my ears: One week after the bonfire conference, the rainy season will begin, so this is a festival thanks to the gods for their sunshine and wealth.
When we finally arrived at Rongguang Square, it was already crowded. Sherman and I stood outside the crowd on several floors.
I estimated the possibility of reaching the front row and asked Sherman: Do you want to squeeze in?
No, come with me
Sherman took me to a three-story pavilion next to me. On the back wall, there was a long soft ladder hanging down from the roof, waiting quietly for the climbers.
Standing on the pavilion and Sherman, I could overlook the entire square. I saw that the totem array drawn with golden dye on the center of the square, which was almost the same as what I saw on the broken stone door.
A man dressed as a priest was standing in front of the totem, saying something
That is the folk priest, he is praying
The little prince looked at the totem from afar, his speech was slow and his tone was melodious, as if he had crossed countless such days.
The scorching sun drives away my cold
Glory brightly, give me the fire
Ascend to the sky, rays of light
The earth is warm, life is thriving
Everything goes by, where will it be
Respect and insight, his power
Warm applause and cheers erupted from the crowd, and the priest raised his spell to announce the start of the celebration.
The little prince lowered his eyes. I don't know what the expression under the mask looked like, but I feel like he was in a low voice.
Is this also your prayer when you pray in the temple?
I reached out and took off the little prince's mask and looked at his tightly pursed lips: The rainy season is coming, are you unhappy?
For this day, people put on brand new and beautiful clothes, sang and danced in the crowd under the moonlight, looking forward to the upcoming rainy season.
But their king is worried
Sherman didn't want to say much, so he put on his mask and looked at me with his eyes bent: Go and dance? If you miss such a bustle, wouldn't it be a waste of time?
Sherman has disappeared since the celebration
No, it's not appropriate to say that he disappears, it should be that he will no longer appear in front of me
Besides this, there is another change. The time of day and night has obviously become longer and I began to wonder if the time has stopped again
Sherman is stopping the rainy season
What happens in the rainy season? It makes the little prince so resistant and sad
Because Sherman was not there, my range of activities was fixed near his bedroom again
At this moment, I was sitting by the pool and stepping on the water. I had been staring at the sky with a burning cloud for almost an hour. Compared with the previous one, its color was a little more gorgeous, and there was no other change.
The sound of footsteps suddenly came from behind me, and I turned my head suddenly: Sherquehe!
After seeing the clear word "Danger" above the boy's head, I immediately changed my words
Que He paused: How could Master know it was me?
My eyes drifted from the red name to his face: My master's eyes are so dizzy that I can't even recognize my disciple.
I stood up from the edge of the pool: Why did you come out?
The power of the illusion master seemed to be weakened, he is sleeping now
Que He stood there and did not step forward again: Has Master found a way to crack the illusion?
It's almost time, you're out, please come with me
I walked towards Que He, because of inertia, and wanted to take him to the stone gate, but I didn't expect that he couldn't pull it as if the soles of his feet were rooted. I looked at him in confusion: What's wrong?
The boy seemed to suddenly wake up, a little panicked: Nothing is wrong, where is the master going?
I don't understand why, but I don't worry. I must understand what the reality of this illusion is before Sherman wakes up, so I pulled him straight to the stone gate
Que He and I arrived at the place, but found that the stone gate was even more worn than when we saw it last time.
The totem on the door seems to have been worn by time, broken a lot. The glow I had seen before is now only a faint color, very little, like an old man who was dying in life.
This door may be the source of all problems
I reached out to touch it, but was stopped by Que He: Master!
He frowned in disagreement: Don't touch it easily
Do you know what this is?
The disciple didn't know... it was just... Que He was speechless for a moment: I just thought it would be better not to touch it
Que He, if you and I want to go out here without taking any risks, they may not be able to change the current situation.
I'm a little anxious. My true body is still in the secret realm. Who knows what will happen? If I don't go out, if the real body dies, I will die in the illusion.
Que He wanted to say something, but I didn't care about him anymore and pressed his palm on the stone door!
Suddenly, a burning pain spread from the palm of my hand to my whole body, and I seemed to be surrounded by a sea of fire.
Yu Guang glanced at Que He as if he wanted to come and pull me, but his body shook. The next moment, I heard Sherman's call: Axuan!!
The sky was spinning, and it seemed that something was noisy
I tried hard to tell the sound, and the sound finally became clear from blur
Help!!!
It is God and God’s wrath!
The punishment of heaven is here!!!Why Ah!!!
People's screams intertwined into the overture of the doomsday. I stood on the ruins and saw the hell on earth when I opened my eyes.
The once prosperous and lively and white city is now only left with broken swords and walls, and a raging fire is ignited, as if it is about to burn everything
The earth was cracked, and someone fell into the crack, and could not even call for help, so he was swallowed by the suddenly closed crack.
A fiery red flame ball hits here in the sky. Under the strong wind, before it lands, it has ignited all the items that can be burned, and the explosion of sparks splashed everywhere.
Woo woo woo woo woo woo mom...
A faint sound of crying like a kitten came from my feet. I looked down and it was a little girl.
Her body was covered with blood and stains, and she was lying in front of a broken wall, pulling bricks with her hands
Please, save your mom... Please...
I noticed my sight and the girl who cried like a peach-eyed girl asked me for help. I saw a wrist hanging outside under the collapsed bricks and stones, and there was no life.
Is this the ending of this illusion?
The sudden disaster caught everyone off guard. Under the suppressed attack of Tianhuo, countless casualties were killed and injured.
Seeing that there is no way to live, some people give up on survival, while others curse God
But more, they curse their former king
It is the king who is not pious enough, so it attracts the anger of the gods
It was the king who was selfish and cowardly, which led to their disaster and death
Everything is the king's fault
Everything is Sherman's fault
We both tacitly pretended that nothing had happened. This was probably his idea
The morning breeze blew the gauze curtain, and it was another morning. When I opened my eyes, I saw Sherman sitting by the bed, holding my fingers and playing with it. When I woke up, he smiled: Axuan!
Since that night, I have spent nine days and nights with the little prince in this illusion.
After Sherman's busy work as a king, he would take me through the palace, with a spacious and bright library, a busy and fragrant kitchen, and a soft and colorful garage. He was like a tour guide in the royal city, and he took me, a stranger, all over his territory.
But we never got close to that door again
Whenever night falls, I will be sleepy and forced to fall into a deep sleep, so I have no chance to continue exploring this illusion
Sherman pulled me to sit up: There is a commemorative celebration in the city tonight. Are you going to have fun together?
…Can I refuse?
The little prince showed a disappointed expression: It's not impossible...
As the only person in this illusion who has independent ideas, I have received the special intimacy of the king, which is not a good thing
I don't know whether the time in the illusion is the same as the flow rate in the secret realm. I still have injuries when I enter this illusion. The longer I drag here, the more dangerous my true body will be.
No matter what Sherman wants, I have made up my mind to break the illusion as soon as possible!
Sherman seemed to suddenly remember something, poured out something from the small leather bag he carried around his waist, and handed it to me very seriously
Small and exquisite, cool and crystal clear, it is a jewelry carved into the shape of snowflakes
This way, does it look like the snow you said?
The boy showed expectations of waiting for praise: I specially found the most clever gem carver in the city. According to the way you painted at that time, it took a lot of effort to do it.
He stretched out his finger and poked the snowflakes in my palm, complaining: Such a small thing is really lost if you are not careful
Sherman
I looked at the boy in front of me and said: Let's go to the celebration tonight
The night came very quickly. Under the moonlight, Sherman pulled me and sneaked out of the palace
Why do you seem like a thief?
Finally avoided the last round of guards, Sherman and I were getting farther and farther away from the highest and most central palace, and I finally couldn't help asking him
If you want to have fun, you must sneak out Ah!
The little prince didn't turn his head, and held my hand and stepped on the stone steps, with his brisk steps: It's coming soon!
For the people of this city, the commemorative celebration may be as warm and important as the New Year in our world.
The city is decorated with lights and lively, everyone is smiling and gathering towards a place
The little prince is only wearing simple and ordinary shorts. Except for the ruby pendant that looks like tears on his right ear, he does not wear other jewelry, which looks no different from other men on the street.
When we were about to merge into the crowd, he found a ferocious beast face from somewhere, and pressed it on his face. His appearance was blocked, leaving only a pair of dark eyes.
I followed the crowd. Perhaps my eyes were too hot to ignore. The little prince blinked slyly and explained: This is a magic that will not be recognized by others.
...If it weren't for your city people, I think your black hair would be easily recognized
The bonfire conference is usually held in Glory Square, which is where we are following the crowd now.
Although the surroundings are noisy, the voice of the little prince clearly fell into my ears: One week after the bonfire conference, the rainy season will begin, so this is a festival thanks to the gods for their sunshine and wealth.
When we finally arrived at Rongguang Square, it was already crowded. Sherman and I stood outside the crowd on several floors.
I estimated the possibility of reaching the front row and asked Sherman: Do you want to squeeze in?
No, come with me
Sherman took me to a three-story pavilion next to me. On the back wall, there was a long soft ladder hanging down from the roof, waiting quietly for the climbers.
Standing on the pavilion and Sherman, I could overlook the entire square. I saw that the totem array drawn with golden dye on the center of the square, which was almost the same as what I saw on the broken stone door.
A man dressed as a priest was standing in front of the totem, saying something
That is the folk priest, he is praying
The little prince looked at the totem from afar, his speech was slow and his tone was melodious, as if he had crossed countless such days.
The scorching sun drives away my cold
Glory brightly, give me the fire
Ascend to the sky, rays of light
The earth is warm, life is thriving
Everything goes by, where will it be
Respect and insight, his power
Warm applause and cheers erupted from the crowd, and the priest raised his spell to announce the start of the celebration.
The little prince lowered his eyes. I don't know what the expression under the mask looked like, but I feel like he was in a low voice.
Is this also your prayer when you pray in the temple?
I reached out and took off the little prince's mask and looked at his tightly pursed lips: The rainy season is coming, are you unhappy?
For this day, people put on brand new and beautiful clothes, sang and danced in the crowd under the moonlight, looking forward to the upcoming rainy season.
But their king is worried
Sherman didn't want to say much, so he put on his mask and looked at me with his eyes bent: Go and dance? If you miss such a bustle, wouldn't it be a waste of time?
Sherman has disappeared since the celebration
No, it's not appropriate to say that he disappears, it should be that he will no longer appear in front of me
Besides this, there is another change. The time of day and night has obviously become longer and I began to wonder if the time has stopped again
Sherman is stopping the rainy season
What happens in the rainy season? It makes the little prince so resistant and sad
Because Sherman was not there, my range of activities was fixed near his bedroom again
At this moment, I was sitting by the pool and stepping on the water. I had been staring at the sky with a burning cloud for almost an hour. Compared with the previous one, its color was a little more gorgeous, and there was no other change.
The sound of footsteps suddenly came from behind me, and I turned my head suddenly: Sherquehe!
After seeing the clear word "Danger" above the boy's head, I immediately changed my words
Que He paused: How could Master know it was me?
My eyes drifted from the red name to his face: My master's eyes are so dizzy that I can't even recognize my disciple.
I stood up from the edge of the pool: Why did you come out?
The power of the illusion master seemed to be weakened, he is sleeping now
Que He stood there and did not step forward again: Has Master found a way to crack the illusion?
It's almost time, you're out, please come with me
I walked towards Que He, because of inertia, and wanted to take him to the stone gate, but I didn't expect that he couldn't pull it as if the soles of his feet were rooted. I looked at him in confusion: What's wrong?
The boy seemed to suddenly wake up, a little panicked: Nothing is wrong, where is the master going?
I don't understand why, but I don't worry. I must understand what the reality of this illusion is before Sherman wakes up, so I pulled him straight to the stone gate
Que He and I arrived at the place, but found that the stone gate was even more worn than when we saw it last time.
The totem on the door seems to have been worn by time, broken a lot. The glow I had seen before is now only a faint color, very little, like an old man who was dying in life.
This door may be the source of all problems
I reached out to touch it, but was stopped by Que He: Master!
He frowned in disagreement: Don't touch it easily
Do you know what this is?
The disciple didn't know... it was just... Que He was speechless for a moment: I just thought it would be better not to touch it
Que He, if you and I want to go out here without taking any risks, they may not be able to change the current situation.
I'm a little anxious. My true body is still in the secret realm. Who knows what will happen? If I don't go out, if the real body dies, I will die in the illusion.
Que He wanted to say something, but I didn't care about him anymore and pressed his palm on the stone door!
Suddenly, a burning pain spread from the palm of my hand to my whole body, and I seemed to be surrounded by a sea of fire.
Yu Guang glanced at Que He as if he wanted to come and pull me, but his body shook. The next moment, I heard Sherman's call: Axuan!!
The sky was spinning, and it seemed that something was noisy
I tried hard to tell the sound, and the sound finally became clear from blur
Help!!!
It is God and God’s wrath!
The punishment of heaven is here!!!Why Ah!!!
People's screams intertwined into the overture of the doomsday. I stood on the ruins and saw the hell on earth when I opened my eyes.
The once prosperous and lively and white city is now only left with broken swords and walls, and a raging fire is ignited, as if it is about to burn everything
The earth was cracked, and someone fell into the crack, and could not even call for help, so he was swallowed by the suddenly closed crack.
A fiery red flame ball hits here in the sky. Under the strong wind, before it lands, it has ignited all the items that can be burned, and the explosion of sparks splashed everywhere.
Woo woo woo woo woo woo mom...
A faint sound of crying like a kitten came from my feet. I looked down and it was a little girl.
Her body was covered with blood and stains, and she was lying in front of a broken wall, pulling bricks with her hands
Please, save your mom... Please...
I noticed my sight and the girl who cried like a peach-eyed girl asked me for help. I saw a wrist hanging outside under the collapsed bricks and stones, and there was no life.
Is this the ending of this illusion?
The sudden disaster caught everyone off guard. Under the suppressed attack of Tianhuo, countless casualties were killed and injured.
Seeing that there is no way to live, some people give up on survival, while others curse God
But more, they curse their former king
It is the king who is not pious enough, so it attracts the anger of the gods
It was the king who was selfish and cowardly, which led to their disaster and death
Everything is the king's fault
Everything is Sherman's fault
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