"Three days."
Tang Ling opened the curtains, and the morning sunlight immediately illuminated the room. Through the screen windows, the fresh lake breeze blew in, blowing off a few green leaves on the table.
Tang Ling put the wild flowers he had just picked into the vase and said, "I've always been curious these past two days. Every day here, how long does it take outside? Is it two days, or three hours?"
"What do you think? The other side?"
At this time, the wild flowers have been inserted into the vase. They are not very stunning flowers, but they are colorfully placed together. The petals are stained with morning dew, and they look beautiful.
There was no sound coming from the room, only the sound of the early morning wind blowing the thin gauze curtains.
Tang Ling didn't seem to care, turned around, tucked the quilt around Bian'an who was still unconscious on the bed, then sat next to Bian'an and held Bian'an's hand.
In three days, Tang Ling had recovered a lot and could at least act like a normal ordinary person.
The night three days ago was probably the most difficult moment.
Tang Ling couldn't forget how it felt to cover a distance of 700 to 800 meters in two hours.
He climbed to the other side.
He never thought that his injury was so serious. When he woke up from the coma, Tang Ling didn't realize it. It wasn't until the owner of the desert island fell into complete silence and he started to act that he realized that he had almost lost the ability to move. .
What does it feel like? It's like a person who has just broken a bone. After enduring the initial pain, he can still move once or twice, but after a night of repairs, he becomes swollen and unable to move.
But we had to find the other side. So, it took four hours of hard work. When he finally climbed to the other side, Tang Ling's whole body was covered in dirt and grass clippings.
In fact, these are nothing. I have experienced many life and death and difficult moments. For the sake of hatred, I have endured pain even in cultivation.
What made Tang Ling find it difficult was the moment when he hugged Bian An and his mood collapsed.
There was no need to verify the words of the owner of the deserted island. The moment Tang Ling hugged Bian An, he had already felt that Bian An's vitality was indeed passing away.
Tang Ling panicked. The first thing he thought of was that he had finally calmed down anyway and wanted to replenish some energy to the other side. However, Tang Ling desperately discovered that because his mental power was severely damaged, he could not open it with the Xingyin Dingwei Blade. That's a different space.
On the beach where the owner of the desert island is located, there are resources left by the owner of the desert island, including the meat and bones of ferocious beasts, as well as gifts from the Poseidon that the owner of the desert island said are of no use to the other side, and even the tears of the Poseidon.
Maybe it can't stop the flow of life on the other side, but will it be good for her body
Tang Ling didn't know any medical skills. He had lived a brutal and direct life, and he could always recover as long as he still had to eat food.
But what to do now? Climb back again? Tang Ling hugged the other side and looked around, seeing the brilliant night sky dotted with stars, the cool but not chilly lake breeze, the silhouettes of trees and mountains, and the safe and quiet night.
At that moment, Tang Ling completely collapsed, his head buried in Bi An's hair and neck, and tears fell drop by drop.
Yes, everything that I thought was so wonderful before. But at night, I realized that they were all so strange.
It was a quiet place without the roar of any large creatures, and even the chirping of mosquitoes was something I had never heard before.
No one spoke, there was no sound of footsteps, even the owner of the desert island was completely silent, and the loneliness was overwhelming.
In this place, he only has the other shore.
But at this time, he felt the vitality of the other side passing away bit by bit, but he was too weak to do anything. What if he lost the other side
No one could have imagined that Tang Ling, who was as smart as a demon and had created miracles many times, would cry like a child at this moment. It was just like no one could have imagined that when facing his lover who was about to lose his life, the only way he could think of was to feed her. , when there was no way to get food, it completely collapsed.
If there were other people here who happened to know Tang Ling and understand Tang Ling's so-called brilliance, they would not be able to help but sigh after seeing this scene.
"It turns out that Tang Ling is also a person. A very ordinary boy."
It's a pity that there will be no one else here. There are only Tang Ling and Bian An in this lonely world.
In the end, Tang Ling still didn't go back to get the food.
He had no strength, let alone the courage to leave the other side at that moment. He hugged the other side, cried like this for the first time, fell asleep inexplicably, and fell asleep without any defense.
Tang Ling held Bian's hand and brushed his other hand over Bian's quiet, but slightly pale sleeping face.
A night like that is truly unforgettable, and we can only rely on each other in the days to come.
If the other side is really Shanshan, then Tang Ling can only lament that time is a cycle. After so many twists and turns, don't we still have to depend on each other in the end
But if not, it won't affect anything. Some feelings are like sunshine hidden behind clouds. The clouds cover it, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Once the clouds disperse and the sunshine is exposed, it will spread all over the earth. , can no longer be hidden.
This sunshine is undoubtedly love. All kinds of memories and entanglements have made Tang Ling confirm his love for the other side.
Therefore, whether she is Shanshan or not is definitely not the point. The point is that Tang Ling loves the other side.
If not, it will not affect this love.
If so, it would not affect him. He would even be glad that they were so close and dependent on each other when they were together in childhood.
Tang Ling doesn't have any burdens. He has a deep self in his bones. He and Shanshan are not related by blood, and he doesn't care about other people's eyes.
"The other shore, I'm going to the lake in a moment. This is the third day. The rebirth of the owner of the deserted island is about to begin. I need to help it. Who asked me to make a promise to it? Wait for me for a while, kitchen I've made some food here, and I'll feed it to you when I get back." Tang Ling had a warm smile on his face. It didn't look like he was facing a comatose person, but more like he was facing his lover. It was natural. Ramble.
Yes, the most helpless night had passed. On the second day, Tang Ling relied on his beast-like strong recovery ability and was finally able to move freely like an ordinary person.
Although it is still far from its peak, in this place where there is no need to fight, it is useless to have so much power, right
A little recovery finally calmed down some of Tang Ling's uneasiness.
He once again transformed from the fragile Tang Ling back to the rational and methodical Tang Ling. First, he carried the other side to the lake and delivered the first spinal blood to the owner of the desert island.
Then he swallowed a very, very small trace of the beast meat left by the owner of the deserted island.
This was a risky and helpless move. Even Tang Ling at his peak might not be able to swallow the meat of a super-level ferocious beast normally, let alone his body now in tatters
Fortunately, Tang Ling, who had regained his senses, was very measured. Although the process was painful and dangerous, he still endured it and regained some of his strength.
But the bad news is that the current condition of his body has obviously affected all of Tang Ling's abilities, including digestion, energy absorption, etc.
In short, most of the energy of this tiny bit of ferocious beast meat was wasted and it did not help the recovery of mental power at all. The original ferocious beast meat could not make up for the mental power.
But it doesn't matter, things will always get better little by little.
Mood is like the weather. It will always clear up after a rainy day. After despair, you have to find hope.
After doing all this, Tang Ling made himself happy and optimistic.
Carrying the other shore on his back, he began to explore this fragment of time and space.
"Look on the other side, this is a pre-civilized house. It's very beautiful."
"The other side, what did I find? It's a supermarket, a legendary pre-civilization supermarket. Let's go in and have a look. Is there anything in there?"
"The other side, this is a pre-civilized car. It turns out there are so many styles! In the Ziyue era, I have never ridden in one! Only the big shots have ridden in one."
Tang Ling was like a child, looking very excited with the other side on his back. Everything seemed new and interesting.
"Bian'an, is it autumn here now? Look at the leaves on the street. They are all falling, yellow and red. They are beautiful when spread on the street."
"You must think what I am talking about? You must say that I, who only know how to fight, cannot describe the beautiful scenery, right?"
"So, wake up soon and see for yourself how beautiful this place is."
Tang Ling carried the other side on his back for most of the day. With him now, this half of the day was the limit of his physical strength.
But this is a large fragment of time and space, and half a day is not enough to fully explore it. In fact, Tang Ling can only be sure that there is a small town by the lake here. Where is it specifically? Tang Ling couldn't be sure. After all, this was a chaotic time and space, and for most of the day, Tang Ling didn't even finish exploring this small town.
But what does it matter? Anyway, this is not the busy Ziyue era where there is pressure to survive at all times. If you are tired, stop.
Tang Ling finally chose a small house near the lake. To his surprise, time passed here for who knows how long? But everything in the little house was still the same, not rotten, just gathering a lot of dust.
This is of course against the laws of physics, but does this fragment of space-time have its own unique laws
Tang Ling couldn't think about that much anymore, and he didn't want to think about that. He just chose this place to settle down first.
Tang Ling first cleaned out a room and settled down for Bian'an. He didn't have any worries and helped Bian'an simply wipe his body and put on clean clothes found in the house.
While doing all this, Tang Ling blushed at first and his heart beat wildly, but then he gradually calmed down, his eyes were clear and his expression was peaceful.
This is a kind of care that depends on each other, a pure and transparent heart. If it were the other side, he would take care of himself in the same way, right? Tang Ling's heart was filled with warmth and a hint of sadness.
If the other side is awake now, how good would it be if the life force of the other side no longer flows
After that, Tang Ling began to clean up the house where they would stay for who knew how long. The owner of the desert island said it would take a month, and Tang Ling also vowed to leave within a month.
That was a firm determination, but Tang Ling also understood that this world is not a fairy tale, and it does not mean that he will be able to do it if he has the determination.
What if you can't get out? Tang Ling buried his head in wiping the furniture in the room. He didn't want to think about it. Anyway, he only knew that if Bian'an was really here, he would never leave again.
Tang Ling had tidied up the house, the floor was bright, and the furniture looked like new, as if the original owner had never left.
Then, Tang Ling also discovered some interesting things. He found many books, some DVDs, movies, music, and even a diary in this room.
However, Tang Ling didn't have time to look through it. He hadn't recovered yet, and after a busy day, he fell asleep beside Bian'an's bed, holding Bian'an's hand.
In the early morning, he opened the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the hall, and the lake and mountains from the window were beautiful under the pale golden morning light.
The wild flowers blooming outside the house, covered with dew, add a bit of vitality to this quiet world.
Tang Ling decided to pick a bouquet of wild flowers and put them in the other side's room.
Then, he used the food he found in the kitchen yesterday, such as rice from pre-civilizations, and added a very small amount of ferocious beast meat, as well as food he had picked up in a hurry in the supermarket that he could barely recognize at once. Just like canning, some clumsily cooked some food for the other side.
Everything here has a slightly weird feeling, for example, everything seems to be freshly preserved, as if the world has not been pulled into pieces, or has it just been pulled into pieces
But this is not possible, after all, the previous civilization has disappeared for more than a hundred years.
In addition, except for some tiny insects and ants, there are no living creatures here.
Also, why is there some energy here? The electricity, gas, and running water projects unique to pre-civilizations are still in operation, providing energy such as electricity, gas, and running water.
Tang Ling didn't know whether his description was accurate or not? After all, he comes from the Purple Moon Era, and he can only describe all of this using the language of the Purple Moon Era.
But, is it important? It seemed important. Tiny details were related to the hope of getting out, but it didn't seem important. Everything here had a sense of stagnation. Even Tang Ling felt like his heart had stopped. Besides, if he couldn't get out, everything would be at a loss. It really doesn't matter.
After straightening Bian's hair again, Tang Ling let go of Bian's hand and said softly: "I'm leaving. I'll be back soon."
But when he reached the door, Tang Ling suddenly stopped again, turned around and looked at the other side of the bed, who was still asleep: "I have always wanted to ask you, why do you like me?"
After speaking, Tang Ling lowered his head, showing his unchanged, slightly shy expression.
Then he smiled again. Anyway, the other side wouldn't answer or hear, so maybe it didn't matter if he asked.
**
By the lake, the heart of the island owner.
The huge heart that Tang Ling had seen had shrunk into a piece as big as a fist. In fact, it had been getting smaller day by day in the past three days, and finally became like this.
For Tang Ling, this kind of change in this lonely place is also an interesting thing worth exploring.
It's a pity that this kind of fun will end today.
This heart still stays in the chest space that was tightly protected by the owner of the desert island.
Tang Ling got in, took it out, and then took out a small piece of tubular bone the size of a palm.
This is undoubtedly the skeleton of the owner of the deserted island. In its final instructions, it told Tang Ling that simple patterns of law were left on this skeleton. As long as Tang Ling placed it on his spine, it would automatically absorb some of it. Tang Ling's spinal cord blood.
Automatic needle? Tang Ling just thought like this jokingly. Is the so-called law pattern used in this way considered the humor of the owner of the desert island
Putting the bone close to his spine, Tang Ling immediately felt a huge suction force, accompanied by a hint of pain.
Maybe it's the law of suction or something? Tang Ling's mental strength has not recovered, and his precise instincts are at a stagnant state. He is unable to explore and see through what
But as the force gradually increased, a small piece of Tang Ling's skin covered by the tubular bone began to turn red, and drops of blood from the spine appeared and flowed into the bone.
When a certain amount is extracted, the suction force stops.
Tang Ling looked at the heart placed by the lake, poured a tube of blood on it, and waited quietly.
In less than a minute, the heart shrank by more than half at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then quickly crystallized, looking like a large heart-shaped gem.
Holding this slightly hot gem, Tang Ling came to the lake and slowly walked into the lake.
"My heart will eventually form a super crystal. If you take it and walk into the lake, my host body will appear soon."
Sure enough, the daylight ghost fish with a hollow light appeared in front of Tang Ling's eyes, looking at the so-called super crystal in Tang Ling's hand with some dullness.
Tang Ling walked over, placed the super crystal in the middle of the forehead of the Sunlight Nether Fish, and pressed it hard.
There was no bloodshed. When Tang Ling pressed hard, the Sunlight Netherfish just struggled for a moment, and then the super crystal automatically penetrated deeply into the Sunlight Netherfish's forehead, and finally turned into a streak. The energy of the Tao spread out and enveloped the Sunlight Netherworld Fish.
Seeing this scene, Tang Ling quickly backed away!
According to the final instructions from the owner of the deserted island, this is the most dangerous moment. The huge energy will make the Sunlight Netherfish struggle violently. If Tang Ling, who is now weak, gets too close, his life will definitely be hard to save.
As for what it will look like in the end, is it successful? The owner of the deserted island is not sure either.
It just told Tang Ling that in the process of rebirth, the most important change is the 'rebirth' of cells, that is, huge energy will return cells to their strongest initial state, and the power of the law of time will lock this state. The principle is very complicated, and it is impossible for the owner of the desert island to explain so much.
But in short, it doesn't have the gift of time itself. It only got an item that condensed the ability of time, just like the ring Tang Ling got before, so it could do all this by coincidence.
And there is no doubt that this item, which is crucial to the owner of the deserted island, is hidden in its heart.
In short, Tang Ling had no desire to covet him.
At this moment, he only knew that rebirth had begun.
The 5,000-word chapter was actually originally planned to be updated to 8,000 words. In order to write the feeling I wanted, this chapter was rewritten repeatedly to almost 7,000 words. I think it is not too satisfactory. There will be no update tomorrow, maybe there will be a short and weak chapter the day after tomorrow? It will be updated in the next three days, probably like this.
(End of chapter)