The Shi brothers were sitting together, the light purple flowers swaying in the wind on the hillside.
"There are a lot of these kinds of flowers here. I remember that there were also such flowers in the yard when I was a child. They were all planted by my father." Shi Jun picked a small flower and played with it in his hand, "After my father left, no one took care of these flowers. They all died, but I didn't expect so many to grow here. What's the name of this flower, brother?"
Shi Fu shook his head. At that time, he was devastated and busy taking care of his father's future and raising his younger brother. There is no time to take care of the flowers and plants in the yard at all.
The purple flowers are scattered all the way to the foot of the mountain. At the foot of the mountain is the sea with no edge. The white waves beat on the hillside. Occasionally, the mermaid wafted its long tail and swam past the gorgeous stone flakes.
The sun is shining in the sky, looking down at the earth, and the illusory glowing skeletons are like shadows in the blue sky.
"It's so beautiful here. Brother." Shi Jun looked at the sky above his head.
"Although beauty is beautiful, it is not a place suitable for human life. Apart from... she, there is not even a real living being here."
"Really." Shi Jun was a little sad, he understood the meaning of his brother's words, "Then after we leave with Ah Xiang and the others, will there be a chance to come here again?"
"Probably difficult." Shi Fu broke his brother's fantasy.
Shi Jun lowered his head and whispered, "The cake my mother gave is delicious."
He knew that he would probably be laughed at by his brother. The mother is a willful and willful person who lives more childish than herself. Perhaps the less he got, the more he cherished it. The little piece of bread that his mother handed him made him chew it countless times in his heart, and he never forgot its delicious taste.
Shi Fu took out a handkerchief from his arms, opened the corners of the wrapped silk, revealing a piece of biscuit carefully wrapped inside.
He looked at the sea in the distance and held the biscuit in front of his brother.
"Ah, brother, you haven't eaten yet."
"Let's eat it for you," Shifu stroked his brother's head, "although mother is a little cold, she is still alive, and she will live for a long time. With her existence, we are not orphans. Think about it this way, yes It's not better."
Shi Jun looked at his brother beside him,
Turns out his brother was just like him.
On the other side of the mountain, Yuan Xianger and Nan He sat side by side on the rock, looking at the sparkling sea.
Such a seemingly calm sea, what kind of world would it be like under the deep sea
Yuan Xianger looked at the sea for a long time, and said slowly, "Master, to me, is more than my father's existence."
"He not only changed my life, but also influenced me with his tenderness and love." Yuan Xianger recalled the past in her childhood, "I used to be very different from now, if I hadn't met Mr. How to love your friends and family around you."
The sound of the waves came from a distance, like the sound of the waves heard in his sleep at noon on the day when the master disappeared.
"Even now, I can still clearly remember the memory of Master carrying me behind his back when I was a child." Yuan Xianger lowered her eyelashes, "It has been eight years since Mr. The more, the greater the disappointment.”
Nan He looked at the people around him. From the day he met Yuan Xianger, Ah Xiang had always been giggling and happy.
She is a gentle girl, but never weak. She is slender, yet strong inside. All the friends around her have been more or less taken care of by her. As long as she is around, the entire team will feel at peace.
It was rare to see her showing a vulnerable side.
Nan He didn't know how to comfort her. Growing up alone, he had no experience in comforting others.
To make Ah Xiang happy, he thought.
Think about what A Xiang likes.
Depressed, Yuan Xiang'er was covered by a big fluffy tail over her knees.
She looked up at Nanhe beside her,
"Don't be sad, I'll touch your tail." Nan He coughed, and the tip of his tail moved imperceptibly, avoiding Yuan Xiang'er's sight.
Yuan Xiang'er looked at his profile, and there was a tinge of red on her beautiful neck. The gloom in her heart was suddenly diluted a lot.
Yuan Xiang'er grabbed the large, supple tail and swiped it left and right, watching the tip of the silver-colored tail jump with her movements from time to time because she couldn't hold it back.
"Are you in a better mood?"
"Um."
Yuan Xianger is much better, and her fluffy tail is really an artifact to ease her emotions.
"Ah Xiang, don't worry, I'll accompany you, and one day I'll be able to find your master's whereabouts." Nan He endured the numbness like an electric shock and covered his eyes, "Well... enough..."
Yuan Xiang'er took his hand down and looked at those eyes that were gleaming because of her patience,
"We will find it together. When the time comes, I will introduce you to Master, and I will tell him that you are mine..."
She didn't finish her sentence, she held Nan He's hand in one hand, put the silver ring in his palm, closed his palm, and her face couldn't help but get slightly hot.
"Hey, I said you should also pay attention. There is no magic circle in this scene, and the half-mountain is full of the smell of Sirius."
An incomprehensible voice interrupted the two who were holding hands.
Qinglong Mengzhang's immature face appeared on a higher rock.
Yuan Xiang'er didn't take it seriously either. She took Nan He's hand and didn't let it go. She turned to look at her, "Azhang is looking for me for something?"
Meng Zhang raised his short eyebrows and held his snow-white cheeks in one hand, "I've seen quite a few girls in this world, and each of them is more shy than a rabbit. You are a little special, that guy Ah Yao. It looks casual, but it's actually quite a disciple."
When referring to the master, Yuan Xianger showed no modesty at all, "Yes, my master taught me very well."
"That," Meng Zhang raised his chin and gestured to the ring on Yuan Xiang'er's finger, "Is it ready to use? Lend me to use it once."
Yuan Xianger took off the ring and threw it in the air. The silver ring enlarged in the air and turned into the size of a tabletop.
Meng Zhang stretched out his finger and placed it a little above the ring, and the silver glow in the ring immediately dissipated.
At this moment, it is close to noon, and the sun should be shining brightly on the earth.
The scenery in the ring is dusty, dark and ethereal. Such as dusk, like eternal night, undisturbed, not like the human world. In the chaos, there are still cities, towers, and streets. Like a town where humans live, there are shadows and debris in the dimness, ghost lights flickering, flickering and disappearing.
The picture passed through the smoky neighborhood, and Yuan Xianger even saw a familiar face in the swaying camera, that was Han Youzhi's long-dead mother Liniang.
Yuan Xiang'er shuddered. Are all the dead living in this place
Nanhe: "This is Fengdu, the city of the dead, where ghosts gather."
The picture paused, it was raining in the dim world, and the back of a man appeared in the rain. The man was old, full of splendid hair, and thin limbs. He was standing in the rain, looking up at the sky.
Meng Zhang stared at the back for a while, turned and left without saying a word.
The small world that was still sunny just now suddenly turned gloomy, Ming Yang closed his eyes, the sky was overcast, and it started to rain.
"It's raining, it's so rare." The maids pushed open the windows and stretched out their hands to catch the rain.
"But anyway, it will clear up soon, right? The weather here changes with the master's mood, and the master has always been very forgetful."
In another day, it will be the moment when the gantry opens.
Yuan Xianger froze all the skimmed milk left over from making butter, and planned to make it into a delicate and delicious milky soft ice. I invite everyone here, including the puppet sisters, to taste it, and thank them for taking care of these few days.
"Oh, do we have a share too?" the maids said happily.
Their bodies are puppets, relying on the activities of absorbing the aura that circulates in this small world, and do not need to absorb nutrients from food.
But they also have a sense of taste, and they are very happy to be able to taste fresh and delicious food.
Perhaps the mother of the red dragon, when she created this world, was afraid that her child would be lonely and lonely, so she set up so many dolls in this closed world that were the same as real people, in order to accompany her children to grow up.
"Well, there are a lot of ingredients, sisters can eat it with confidence." Yuan Xianger said.
When I came, because I planned to use food to attack Qinglong, I used a secret method to bring a lot of ingredients, and when I left, I prepared to consume as much as possible.
Yuan Xianger found a clean plane, and everyone worked together to scrape out the fine ice chips from the block of milk ice.
"This ice drink is a common food, but the method is a little special." Meng Zhang squatted at the table, watching the snow-white ice flakes fall, reached out and took one to taste, "It tastes okay, that's it. It's a bit of a hassle to do."
She is very good at tasting food. As long as there is food that has appeared in this world, there is basically nothing that she has not eaten. But I don't know anything about making food, and I don't have the patience to make food.
Yuan Xianger: "There is no shaved ice machine here. If there is one, it can make more delicate and better taste, and the speed is also fast."
Meng Zhang: "What is an ice shaving machine?"
Yuan Xianger used her wet fingers to draw on the table to show her, and roughly explained the principle,
Soon, two flashing fluorescent and imposing new magic weapons appeared on the table - instead of electricity, the magic weapon was injected with spiritual energy, which could achieve the same effect as the ice shaver.
In the sound of brushing, the falling ice was picked up one by one.
A variety of dried fruits are laid on the ice surface, and then jam honey is poured. Everyone raved about it.
"Axiang, Axiang, this is delicious. Make more. I want to eat a big pot with small dried fish on it."
The innate ability is that Wu Yuan of the flame is able to perform exceptionally in order to eat, helping to freeze a lot of milk, just waiting to eat pot after pot of changing taste.
"This can't be done, be careful of stomach pain after eating too much." Yuan Xiang'er pinched the back of his neck and lifted it from the side of the plate, preventing him from eating any more.
Wu Yuan struggled desperately, "Then she, how can she eat so much."
When he grabbed something to eat, he had completely overcome his physical fear of dragons.
Meng Zhang sat on the windowsill of the cave holding the largest bowl of ice: "It's really good, the flavor is unique."
She didn't see any movement, and the ice drink like a snow mountain quickly filled her small body. The maids handed her basin after basin. She ate without changing her face, and her little belly didn't bulge at all.
Last year, on New Year's Eve, I saw this dragon eating a ball flying across the sky. How much food did she eat at that time
Yuan Xianger covered her face.
Qinglong's maids are very happy to eat. For thousands of years, because they feel that the food they eat is just a waste, they rarely eat like this.
This kind of ice drink melts if you don't eat it, and it's also a waste. They have to open their arms and eat happily.
"Thank you so much girl. I've wanted to have a good meal like this for a long time, but my sisters always disagree." said a little maid.
"Look at you, we are puppets, we eat what's in our stomachs, and we have to take them out in the end. Isn't it a waste?" The younger looking maid said to her with a smile while eating an ice bowl.
"But I'm just greedy, probably because Lord Honglong made us too real back then, I always feel that I can eat a lot of things too."
"Eat, eat, eat as much as you can. If you eat your stomach, you will become a mermaid and go to the bottom of the sea to swim for a hundred years."
The maids giggled and laughed.
While they were laughing, Meng Zhang called Yuan Xianger to his side, took her hand, and cut the bracelet on her wrist into two, refining it into a pair of black and white bracelets.
"That bird's innate ability is very useful. His feathers should be used like this. Who are you looking for to make a sky-covering ring? It's a waste of time." She despised her peers with disdain.
After getting along for the past few days, Yuan Xianger has already felt the temper of this ancient beast. She said it casually, but in fact it was a form of her gratitude.
Meng Zhang has an unruly nature and is generous. As long as she does something that makes her happy, she usually expresses it immediately. This kind of expression, in Yuan Xianger's case, is often a pair of magical instruments.
The pure face, unruly character, strong strength, and arrogant way of shooting, this is probably the charm of her conquering many lovers.
Yuan Xianger experimented with the pair of sky-covering rings made of Dushuo's feathers, and it was indeed different from the bracelets that she had hurriedly made when she was in Dragon Bone Bay. Its open barrier can block the peeping of all instruments in a wide range, including the white jade plate in Xianle Palace.
It can even block the sight of the creatures around it and block the leakage of all sounds and smells in the enchantment without touching it. With them, they are no longer afraid of anyone or any "star" peeping at them.
Yuan Xianger touched the pair of baby bracelets and almost laughed. Although Meng Zhang was a bit scumbag in love affairs, Yuan Xianger couldn't stop Yuan Xianger's gratitude towards her. She even wished she could stay here for a few more days, so that she could trouble Meng Zhang to help refine some magical instruments with functions such as refrigerators and ovens.
"This is a good thing." Meng Zhang supported the windowsill with one hand, and a small white and tender hand was attached to Yuan Xiang'er's ear, "With them, even if you want to make out with your little wolf on the street, no one will find out. "
"Ah, is there such a use?" Yuan Xiang'er couldn't help but quietly looked towards Nan He, Nan He, who was standing with Du Shuo Hu Qing, was looking at her with a questioning look on his face.
"Lord Qinglong used the feathers of Lord Dushuo to refine something?" Hu Qing asked.
Meng Zhang said with a carefree voice, "I made one for Ah Xiang that can be used on the street... um."
Yuan Xianger tightly covered her mouth.
"What are you doing? What are you doing?" Meng Zhang pulled her hand down and raised his eyebrows in anger.
Yuan Xianger coaxed and persuaded her, and promised to bake enough biscuits and snacks for her before she left tomorrow.
The maids looked at the noisy window sill and showed a relieved smile, "Ah, it's rare, the master has made friends again."
"This young lady is so courageous. It's the first time I've seen someone dare to cover the master's mouth."
"Master, she looks angry, but she is actually happy."
"Yes, as expected of Mr. Yu Yao's disciple. This young lady is so lively and interesting, she has never played with such a partner before."
The author has something to say: Qinglong slag attribute is not easy to wash, but please remember that she is different from our race.
You don't need to say that dragon silver... again, haha.
There is a sentence in "Hai Fu": If there are many words, there are Zhuya in the south, Tianxu in the north, Xianmu in the east, and Qingxu in the west. Passing through the lingering, there are more than ten thousand. Tuyunni, containing fish and dragons, hidden Kun scales, hidden spirit dwelling.
Therefore, as mentioned in the previous chapters, there is a crimson abyss in the south of Li Shi, a cold polar region in the north, Fengdu Nether in the west, and Xianju in the East China Sea. This article is probably the setting of such a worldview.