Collect it
What do you collect
Ning Shu asked, "Are you going to collect his body?"
Counting this is the ashes of the little mouse.
Fatian's expression was a little hard to say, and he looked at Ning Shu: "Why don't you say that I want to scatter his ashes to the sea of stars?"
Ning Shu was taken aback for a moment, with an inexplicable voice, "Are you so romantic?"
Anyway, there is only one emoji in Ning Shu's mind, and that is'your ashes'.
Cut the sky:...
Fa Tian took out a bottle from the meson space and began to collect the scattered powder, without touching it with his hands, but directly with the mouth of the bottle.
Once this powder comes into contact, it becomes dim and annihilated.
Fa Tian only collected a shallow layer at the bottom of the bottle, and the faint light of these powders gathered together and actually gave out a faint luster.
It can also be used as a light.
Ning Shu also started to collect them, using bottles to pick them up, and asked as they answered, "What are you doing when you collect these, can the little mouse survive?"
Fatian: "He is not made of mud, he can come back to life by pinching it together again."
Ning Shu was a little confused, "Then why are you collecting these?"
Seeing the fine lustrous powder exuding from the bottle, this is the corpse of the little mouse.
Where is Li Wen now
Ning Shu thought about it for a moment and could imagine Li Wen leaving without looking back.
Real men never look back at the explosion, and when the mouse is pinched, it is like a crackling firecracker.
In this way of death, the little mouse can be said to die very splendidly.
Fatian said: "Then use it to illuminate, don't you think this kind of luminous sand looks good?"
Ning Shu:...
Sorry, I don't think so at all!
I don't think there is anything good about the corpse.
When alive, the little mouse is not so beautiful, and when he is dead, he can become more beautiful or not.
Ning Shu stretched out his hand, holding the bottle, and kept receiving the glowing dust.
One by one, the speed was very slow, some dust fell, and finally the luster disappeared.
Ning Shu took another bottle with Fatian and held it with both hands.
Ning Shu said, "Is there a basin, it must be faster to pick it up with a basin."
Fa Tian shook his head, "The gloss has dimmed, and it has completely turned into dust, and ordinary things can't be used."
Ning Shu said, with a slightly exaggerated expression on his face, he asked: "Then what is this material?"
Fatian: "Special coffin."
Ning Shu:! ! ! !
Fatian actually carried the coffin with him, Ning Shu asked, "Why do you carry this kind of thing on your body?"
Fatian: "It was only given by the old man. At his time, we emptied creatures, we still have to go into the soil for safety, and the light and heat will become longer."
Ning Shu:...
It is not very clear, anyway, it will become ordinary dust sooner or later.
Ning Shu looked at the bottle over and over, looking at an ordinary glass bottle, but the sand inside refracted the subtle luster.
It's like some pearls under the sun.
It's a bit like a work of art, but it's the corpse of a little mouse after all.
Ning Shu asked again: "Where do you plan to put this thing?"
Isn't it a weird thing to carry around and carry ashes with you
It seemed, it sounded, a bit perverted.
The little mouse said indifferently: "Place it anywhere, put it in the system space."
Ning Shu: emmmmm...
"Do you still have three sticks of incense every day?" Put it in the system space, think about it
Fatian was too lazy to Li Ningshu.
Ning Shu watched Fa Tian collect the dust, and finally asked the question that had been circling in his heart, "Is the little mouse not dead?"
Now they said they were collecting corpses, but the void creatures died and turned into dust, leaving no trace.
And the void creatures don't have the soul to say that.
Annihilation means annihilation. When one disappears, the void will give birth to a new one.
Fatian said: "He is indeed dead. I am collecting these for an experiment. I am idle anyway."
Ning Shu curiously asked, "What are you experimenting with, collecting the dust after the death of the void creatures?"
Fa Tianhe said, "How do you know?"
Ning Shu held his forehead and saw the ashes collected for the first time.
"What to do with the collection, mix it with water, and squeeze a doll out?" Ning Shu vomited.
Fatian's expression was even more surprised, "How do you know?"
Ning Shu:...
Me, me, me...
Ning Shu was a little speechless, "What do you pinch the doll for?"
"I plan to bake a porcelain doll." Fatian said.
Ning Shu:...
Porcelain doll baked from ashes, I go, how come it feels like a ghost story
Why is it that not long after Fatian hasn't been with him, his hobbies are developing in strange directions
Fatian looked at Ning Shu and asked, "What is your expression?"
"It's nothing, I think ordinary dust is enough to make porcelain dolls."
"Why is it the same? It is the dust that creatures turn into. It must be different when it is made. Maybe they will have some of the abilities of creatures before they are alive."
Ning Shu was a little confused, "Are you going to make weapons or make art porcelain dolls?"
Why do you feel weird as you listen, what's the matter with this kid
What did you experience outside, what did you encounter with the cub, and why I didn't recognize you anymore.
Fatian: "Porcelain doll, when the production is successful, I will put some gods on the doll. Maybe the doll can move and fight."
Ning Shu was very surprised, "Can the god pattern still give life to the porcelain doll?"
"No, you can give the doll a bit of wisdom, so that the doll can act, but she is not a living body."
Ning Shu: emmm...
A bit at a loss.
However, things like god lines do seem very powerful, and you have to learn to perceive them.
Ning Shu suddenly wanted to go to the cub house. Calculated by age, she was a cub in the void. Can the cub house accept her
In this way, you can get close to the god pattern, and maybe you can feel a little bit more.
If you don't try it, how can you know, if you see a hell, the old man of the god tree will accept her with dizzy eyes.
Ning Shu asked gossiping: "How many kinds of dust have you collected now."
Fa Tian pondered for a while, and Ning Shu looked at it, heartbroken. Without knowing it, Fa Tian had already collected the ashes of many void creatures.
When I ask, I need to think about it.
Fatian: "Not much."
Ning Shu was even more distressed. Fatian couldn't remember how much he had collected. He always thought that Fatian was obedient to the cub.
As a result, doing such a thing in private.
Behind all this is the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality
Ning Shu couldn't help sinking into thought, and asked, "How did you give birth to this hobby?" I didn't know at all.
(End of this chapter)