Within two minutes, Qilin listened quietly to Zhuque's entire story.
knew.Qilin put down his phone and looked at the drunkard: I believe it now.
Haha, hahaha... The drunkard waved the empty wine bottle, laughing happily, and the laughter broke: Fate Ah, this is fate, it's wonderful...
After a long time of laughter, the drunkard looked at the two of them with satisfaction: Well, I'll tell you, my talent is Sequence 3, the ghost of time and space.
Qilin and Li's eyes were circulating, and this must be the strongest time and space system.
The drunkard is quite proud: There are several abilities.You just need to know two of them, that is, you can conduct space teleportation and time travel.
The drunkard laughed: But, it's not as powerful as you think.There are so many restrictions. I can only teleport in space once every half a month; as for time travel, I can only come once a year, and it lasts at most one hour at a time. In addition, I can’t go twice on the same day.
Qilin and Li thought about something.
Soon, Qilin spoke: Drunkard, I have a problem...
I know what you want to ask.The drunkard interrupted: Space teleportation cannot pass through the fog, and the places I can move around are limited to the city and other isolated islands.
Mr. Li then spoke: I also have a problem...
The drunkard interrupted again: Do you want to ask me if I have visited the future?
Mr. Li smiled and nodded.
I have seen it, not only in the future, but also in the past.When the drunkard spoke this, his voice calmed down and he didn't rush to continue.
Her eyes suddenly became old, she slowly leaned on the sofa and sighed: There is no past, no future.
Qilin was shocked and understood the meaning of the drunkard.
Mr. Li also fell into deep silence.
This broken place has no past and no future.The drunkard sneered: Do you understand?
Of course, Qilin and Li understood, but it was not that easy to accept this fact immediately.
The drunkard's voice became much smaller, and he felt a little tired: I was Ah, the earliest time I had been there was in 1920, and I couldn't go any further.
The latest time I have been to was the last night when the scarlet tide occurred, and I can't go any further.I've tried various methods, but I still can't go.
From 1920 to 2018, Mr. Li looked up: 98 years.
No, it's a hundred years.Qilin's voice became a little colder, and this conclusion shocked him.
Mr. Li was shocked and immediately understood.
That's right, it's a hundred years.
If the scarlet tide does not arrive early, it will happen in two years, that is, 192020, exactly one hundred years.
The length of time, or life span of this foggy world, is only one century short.
Now, due to the conspiracy of the Cangmu religion and the Beast, the end of the world will be two years ahead of schedule.
At this moment, Mr. Li finally understood why an alcoholic turned from a passionate and powerful woman to a decadent old man who was drunk all day long.
Aging is not the main reason.
Losing hope is the only way.
The drunkard has long known where the limits and boundaries of the foggy world are.
All awakened people, even all beasts, cannot escape from the Cangdao and fate. Everyone is just a bird in a cage.
The three of them inevitably fell into silence. The RV was terriblely quiet, leaving only the sound of Ye Yu gently patting the window glass.
The drunkard seemed very tired. She closed her eyes and half asleep on the sofa. Suddenly she sang a song. The old man's voice was hoarse and desolate, but she could still hear a trace of the clearness and purity of the girl.
The back is real, the person is fake, there is no persistence. A hundred years ago, you were not you, I was not me...
Qilin is not a pessimistic person, he will not give up easily.
Drunkard, you've been to the last night of Scarlet Tides and tell us who won?
The drunkard shook his head gently: I don’t know, I couldn’t see the ending…
Qilin and the drunkard immediately understood that the drunkard had been there that day, but due to time constraints or other reasons, she was unable to witness the entire battle.
The drunkard still closed his eyes, his voice getting weaker and weaker. She was still singing a cappella. Sadness is real, tears are fake. There was no cause and effect. A hundred years later, there was no you and me...
Li's face turned pale in an instant. She opened her mouth slightly, but couldn't speak.
She has predicted it.
Qilin was still thinking and found that Li's face was wrong. He was shocked and immediately leaned forward and reached out to the drunkard's breath.
Three seconds later, Qilin silently withdrew her hand: She is dead.
Mr. Li, who has always been elegant and dignified, had obvious sadness and fragility on her face. She closed her eyes tightly, bit her lips tightly, and did not speak for a long time.
It was raining outside the RV.
Xiaotian and Huang Lian were sitting in the driver's seat and co-pilot of the business car, their eyes kept looking at the RV by the lake, and the warm orange lights in the RV.
Suddenly, a trace of sorrow and solemnity flashed in Xiaotian's clear eyes that were not consistent with his age.
He clearly sensed that the breath of a very strong and fragile living body came to an abrupt end.
Ten seconds later, the light in the RV went out.
The drizzle is still falling, and the lotus flowers in the green lotus pond are blooming quietly, quiet and lonely.
……
Niuldives, Island F.
On the last day, Gao Yang's family had no arrangements.
Everyone slept until 10 a.m., and then finished breakfast leisurely with Wang Zikai, and then began to pack their luggage.
Wang Zikai originally had the most luggage, but after Bai Lu's battle, all his luggage and the fairy tale house were gone and sank into the sea.
Fortunately, considering that after Wang Zikai was lost and came to Niuld, Gao Xinxin was always keeping his passport for him. This really saved Wang Zikai's life, otherwise he would not have thought of going home for a while.
The plane was 9 p.m.
In the afternoon, Gaoyang and Wang Zikai walked around the tropical woods on the island.
In the evening, everyone finally went to the beach to blow the sea breeze and watch the beautiful sunset.
Everyone made an appointment. Three years later, the whole family will come here again after Gao Xinxin graduated from high school, including Wang Zikai.
Everyone was very happy when making the agreement, except Gao Yang, because he didn't know if he could live until three years later.
After dinner, everyone took a seaplane to the airport and boarded the flight back to the city on time.
The next morning, the family returned to Licheng and returned to their real home, and Wang Zikai also returned to his own home.
Everyone took a rest and woke up at noon.
My mother didn’t have time to prepare a normal lunch, so she gave everyone a bowl of scrambled egg noodles with tomatoes.
The family gathered around the dining table to eat noodles, and my father praised my mother's skills: Well, it's so delicious!No matter how delicacies or golden sausages are, they are not as good as a bowl of noodles my wife gave!
Eat your noodles, no one will be dumb if you don’t speak.Mom gave Dad a look of disgust.
The greatest significance of traveling is to make people understand that it is better to be at home.Gao Yang thought of a sentence on the Internet and couldn't help but say it.
Wow, brother, you are so pretentious!Gao Xinxin smiled wickedly: You must be in love and it is getting more and more numb.
Gao Yang no longer defended this time, but did the opposite: It was Ah, I found you a sister-in-law with fair skin, beautiful and long legs, and I will take it to you.
knew.Qilin put down his phone and looked at the drunkard: I believe it now.
Haha, hahaha... The drunkard waved the empty wine bottle, laughing happily, and the laughter broke: Fate Ah, this is fate, it's wonderful...
After a long time of laughter, the drunkard looked at the two of them with satisfaction: Well, I'll tell you, my talent is Sequence 3, the ghost of time and space.
Qilin and Li's eyes were circulating, and this must be the strongest time and space system.
The drunkard is quite proud: There are several abilities.You just need to know two of them, that is, you can conduct space teleportation and time travel.
The drunkard laughed: But, it's not as powerful as you think.There are so many restrictions. I can only teleport in space once every half a month; as for time travel, I can only come once a year, and it lasts at most one hour at a time. In addition, I can’t go twice on the same day.
Qilin and Li thought about something.
Soon, Qilin spoke: Drunkard, I have a problem...
I know what you want to ask.The drunkard interrupted: Space teleportation cannot pass through the fog, and the places I can move around are limited to the city and other isolated islands.
Mr. Li then spoke: I also have a problem...
The drunkard interrupted again: Do you want to ask me if I have visited the future?
Mr. Li smiled and nodded.
I have seen it, not only in the future, but also in the past.When the drunkard spoke this, his voice calmed down and he didn't rush to continue.
Her eyes suddenly became old, she slowly leaned on the sofa and sighed: There is no past, no future.
Qilin was shocked and understood the meaning of the drunkard.
Mr. Li also fell into deep silence.
This broken place has no past and no future.The drunkard sneered: Do you understand?
Of course, Qilin and Li understood, but it was not that easy to accept this fact immediately.
The drunkard's voice became much smaller, and he felt a little tired: I was Ah, the earliest time I had been there was in 1920, and I couldn't go any further.
The latest time I have been to was the last night when the scarlet tide occurred, and I can't go any further.I've tried various methods, but I still can't go.
From 1920 to 2018, Mr. Li looked up: 98 years.
No, it's a hundred years.Qilin's voice became a little colder, and this conclusion shocked him.
Mr. Li was shocked and immediately understood.
That's right, it's a hundred years.
If the scarlet tide does not arrive early, it will happen in two years, that is, 192020, exactly one hundred years.
The length of time, or life span of this foggy world, is only one century short.
Now, due to the conspiracy of the Cangmu religion and the Beast, the end of the world will be two years ahead of schedule.
At this moment, Mr. Li finally understood why an alcoholic turned from a passionate and powerful woman to a decadent old man who was drunk all day long.
Aging is not the main reason.
Losing hope is the only way.
The drunkard has long known where the limits and boundaries of the foggy world are.
All awakened people, even all beasts, cannot escape from the Cangdao and fate. Everyone is just a bird in a cage.
The three of them inevitably fell into silence. The RV was terriblely quiet, leaving only the sound of Ye Yu gently patting the window glass.
The drunkard seemed very tired. She closed her eyes and half asleep on the sofa. Suddenly she sang a song. The old man's voice was hoarse and desolate, but she could still hear a trace of the clearness and purity of the girl.
The back is real, the person is fake, there is no persistence. A hundred years ago, you were not you, I was not me...
Qilin is not a pessimistic person, he will not give up easily.
Drunkard, you've been to the last night of Scarlet Tides and tell us who won?
The drunkard shook his head gently: I don’t know, I couldn’t see the ending…
Qilin and the drunkard immediately understood that the drunkard had been there that day, but due to time constraints or other reasons, she was unable to witness the entire battle.
The drunkard still closed his eyes, his voice getting weaker and weaker. She was still singing a cappella. Sadness is real, tears are fake. There was no cause and effect. A hundred years later, there was no you and me...
Li's face turned pale in an instant. She opened her mouth slightly, but couldn't speak.
She has predicted it.
Qilin was still thinking and found that Li's face was wrong. He was shocked and immediately leaned forward and reached out to the drunkard's breath.
Three seconds later, Qilin silently withdrew her hand: She is dead.
Mr. Li, who has always been elegant and dignified, had obvious sadness and fragility on her face. She closed her eyes tightly, bit her lips tightly, and did not speak for a long time.
It was raining outside the RV.
Xiaotian and Huang Lian were sitting in the driver's seat and co-pilot of the business car, their eyes kept looking at the RV by the lake, and the warm orange lights in the RV.
Suddenly, a trace of sorrow and solemnity flashed in Xiaotian's clear eyes that were not consistent with his age.
He clearly sensed that the breath of a very strong and fragile living body came to an abrupt end.
Ten seconds later, the light in the RV went out.
The drizzle is still falling, and the lotus flowers in the green lotus pond are blooming quietly, quiet and lonely.
……
Niuldives, Island F.
On the last day, Gao Yang's family had no arrangements.
Everyone slept until 10 a.m., and then finished breakfast leisurely with Wang Zikai, and then began to pack their luggage.
Wang Zikai originally had the most luggage, but after Bai Lu's battle, all his luggage and the fairy tale house were gone and sank into the sea.
Fortunately, considering that after Wang Zikai was lost and came to Niuld, Gao Xinxin was always keeping his passport for him. This really saved Wang Zikai's life, otherwise he would not have thought of going home for a while.
The plane was 9 p.m.
In the afternoon, Gaoyang and Wang Zikai walked around the tropical woods on the island.
In the evening, everyone finally went to the beach to blow the sea breeze and watch the beautiful sunset.
Everyone made an appointment. Three years later, the whole family will come here again after Gao Xinxin graduated from high school, including Wang Zikai.
Everyone was very happy when making the agreement, except Gao Yang, because he didn't know if he could live until three years later.
After dinner, everyone took a seaplane to the airport and boarded the flight back to the city on time.
The next morning, the family returned to Licheng and returned to their real home, and Wang Zikai also returned to his own home.
Everyone took a rest and woke up at noon.
My mother didn’t have time to prepare a normal lunch, so she gave everyone a bowl of scrambled egg noodles with tomatoes.
The family gathered around the dining table to eat noodles, and my father praised my mother's skills: Well, it's so delicious!No matter how delicacies or golden sausages are, they are not as good as a bowl of noodles my wife gave!
Eat your noodles, no one will be dumb if you don’t speak.Mom gave Dad a look of disgust.
The greatest significance of traveling is to make people understand that it is better to be at home.Gao Yang thought of a sentence on the Internet and couldn't help but say it.
Wow, brother, you are so pretentious!Gao Xinxin smiled wickedly: You must be in love and it is getting more and more numb.
Gao Yang no longer defended this time, but did the opposite: It was Ah, I found you a sister-in-law with fair skin, beautiful and long legs, and I will take it to you.
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