Ling'er is a man of action. After dinner, she immediately bought movie tickets, plane tickets, and amusement park tickets online...
She thought of all the things that couples would do.
Facing such a Ling'er, although Tianlang was happy, his eyes were always flashing with worry.
Soon, a month passed. During this month, they went to the amusement park, rode the Ferris wheel, went to the beach, went to the zoo, went to the oceanarium, went to the cinema, and went to all places that couples would go.
Ling'er even proposed to Tianlang.
On the wedding day, Ling'er wore a white wedding dress and looked at the man who was so affectionate only to her, smiling like a blooming rose.
At the moment of exchanging rings, Tianlang backed off.
"Ling, I'm really happy these days. These are things I never dared to think about before. It's enough, really enough." Tianlang smiled, then suddenly took out a knife from his sleeve and stabbed at Ling'er. Ling'er subconsciously dodged and counterattacked, pushing the blade aside. But at this moment, Tianlang turned around and put him under the blade.
There was a "puff" sound, and the blade entered the body, just at the position of the heart.
Ling'er's eyes widened instantly, and she realized something. She immediately stopped her attack and hugged Tianlang who was falling backwards.
"Why, why do you have to do this? You know I won't do anything to you." From the moment he said 'you are real', Ling'er woke up. She remembered that this was a test, and she knew that everything she had experienced was fake.
But this Tianlang was real, a part of him, if not all of him. She could sense that he was real, too.
This test is a sweet poison, different from the previous painful memories, this is the regret she wants to make up for the most.
As long as she let go of the test in her childhood, she could pass it. But this test required her to kill the man she owed the most to herself in order to pass it.
If she indulges in it, she will fall into a deep sleep forever.
"Only in this way can you return to your real world. Ling... I know... I know what you want... I also... I will... fulfill it..."
"No, Brother Tianlang... Don't do this... Don't be so nice to me... Don't do this... I owe you enough... Why..."
Holding Tianlang's gradually cold body tightly with both hands, Ling'er cried. Tears overflowed from her eyes and fell on Tianlang's face. A small white light floated out of Tianlang's body, slowly rising and floating out of the illusion...
"My Lord, my Lord?"
The Demon Lord was awakened by the shouting of a shadow guard, and his eyes became clear in an instant.
He suddenly fell asleep just now, and seemed to have had a dream, a very real dream.
In his dream, he saw the woman again, a face that had often appeared in his mind since he woke up.
"My Lord, are you alright?" After the secret guard came in, he unexpectedly saw his master in a daze. This was a huge surprise. He was probably the only one in the world who had seen his master in a daze.
"No problem."
Following the old man's breath, he came here and he didn't know what happened just now. He fell into a deep sleep in an instant.
"Reporting to the Lord, the old Lord has lost his trace here, but I have checked carefully and there are no secret passages or traps around. I guess the old Lord may have used some secret method to leave here. Please tell me what to do next."
He thought about it and thought that this was the only possible reason. Otherwise, it was really hard to explain this strange thing that disappeared out of thin air.
Secret method of teleportation
The old man did have such a teleportation scroll hidden, but he would never use it.
He treasured that thing like nothing, and once proudly took it out to show it to others, saying that he would leave it to his apprentice's wife and his precious grandson...
Thinking of the old man's excited look when he said these words, the Demon Lord felt a headache.
He hates women so much, how could he have a wife and son
Something as precious as his would never be used to avoid his pursuit. So this speculation is not valid.
Eliminate all impossibilities and the only thing left is the truth.
The Demon Lord moved, but his next move left the Shadow Guard a little confused.
Because, the Lord actually... sat down...
Yes, that's right... just sit on the ground...
The shadow guard was a little confused as to what the Lord meant.
This is the last place the old master appeared. Could it be that the old master...
No no no. Impossible.
Although the old master looks reckless, his cultivation is also one of the best. We must not let anything go wrong here.
So, what exactly does the Lord want to do? What's going on
The master had already sat down, and as a subordinate, he couldn't run around. So he followed the Demon Lord's example and sat down not far behind him.
"Grandpa, do you think Mom will be okay?"
Xia Junyu, who was originally practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes as if he sensed something.
"It'll be alright, don't worry, Yu'er. You don't believe in Grandpa, but do you still not believe in your mother? Even I, an old man, can't see through that girl's abilities." Yao Lao said while stroking his beard, his eyes flashing with praise and admiration. Only such an excellent girl can give birth to such excellent offspring. He really picked up a treasure this time.
"By the way, Yu'er, where is your father? Why doesn't grandpa seem to have heard you mention your father?"
Hearing the word "Daddy", Xia Junyu's eyelashes fluttered violently, "He's dead." He said this lightly, and then closed his eyes again.
Judging from the look on his face, he seemed reluctant to mention that person.
However, in Yao Lao's eyes, this scene became "losing his father at a young age, feeling grief in his heart, unwilling to recall"; ... ...
Poor child, so cute and smart, but he suffered such a tragic fate. At such a young age, he experienced the pain of losing his loved ones. No wonder he cared so much about his mother, it turned out that it was because he only had that one loved one left.
Because we have experienced loss, we will cherish what we have more.
Alas, poor grandson.
Although Xia Junyu closed his eyes, his perception of the outside world was clearer than that of ordinary people. He clearly felt a sympathetic gaze fixed on him. He knew without even looking that the old man must have started to imagine things again.
This grandfather of his has a really big imagination.
Looking at Xia Junyu's cute little face, Yao Lao felt distressed. A plan emerged in his mind.
He rolled his eyes and thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt that this was a very good idea.
Since the eldest grandson's father is no longer around, it's just right to let that girl take his precious grandson and marry his unfilial disciple. In this way, the grandson will really become a grandson, and he will also get a gift package of a disciple's wife.
Ha ha ha ha...
The more I think about it, the more beautiful it is.
Well, it was happily decided.
The sympathetic gaze lasted for a moment, then gradually became hot. Xia Junyu could feel the heat of the gaze even with his eyes closed, just like his own mother felt when she saw the silver.
... ...
I wonder what kind of self-entertaining scenes this old man is imagining.
After Tianlang died, the illusion disappeared.
The surrounding illusion returned to normal, but the voice of the senior was gone.
"Senior? Senior? Are you still there?" Ling'er looked around. Everything was still the same as when she first fell in, but no one responded to her.
It's strange. This is clearly the place where she fell just now, but the remaining soul of that senior is gone.
Could it be that the residual soul of the predecessor that I saw was also an illusion
Suddenly, her body was surrounded by a transparent light and shadow, like a projected image, and a secret book appeared above the transparent light and shadow.
It was a set of techniques for swinging water sleeves. On the secret book was a picture of a woman with a red ribbon wrapped between her arms. No, the ribbon seemed more like a snake.
The sleeves matched the strangely shaped ribbons, and each move was beautiful. If an untrained person saw it, it would be a beautiful dance. The steps were light, the posture was elegant, the body was soft, the movements were cool, and they were connected together, which was simply beautiful.
It was clearly a secret book, but in Ling'er's eyes, the woman in the secret book seemed to be alive, spinning and jumping in front of her.
Although it was the first time she saw it, Ling'er quickly memorized it all. She followed the movements of the woman in the secret book and danced together.
The ancient palace is solemn and majestic. The air is filled with a faint fragrance. If you smell it carefully, you will find that it is emitted from the carvings on the wall.
In the center of the palace, there was a round stone platform with a huge crystal ball on it. The secret room where Ling'er was, as well as her every move, were clearly reflected on the crystal ball.
"I was right. This kid is better than I thought. I believe that it won't be long before the legend of Neverland will appear again. Neverland has been silent for too long. Those old friends, we will see each other again soon..."
A masked woman in white spoke slowly to a huge crystal ball.
The nimble sleeves kept passing before her eyes. She didn't know how long it had been, but all those movements were engraved in her mind one by one. When Ling'er opened her eyes again, those lights and shadows had disappeared.
A mural appeared before my eyes, and it seemed to be telling a story.
However, the murals at the beginning and the end are missing, so it is not clear what is painted at the beginning. The only thing that can be seen clearly is a big python fighting a human, and the python also caught the human's child, wrapped the child with its tail, and put it on the edge of the cliff. It seems to be telling the human that if he gets closer, it will throw the child off the cliff.
"How old is this python? It's so huge now. Its head is almost as big as a chrysanthemum."
Ling'er walked into the mural and stroked the patterns carved on the python with her fingers, finally stopping at the position of its eyes.
"Although you look fierce, your eyes are full of kindness. I think this person has pushed you into a corner, so you resort to this desperate measure." People like her who have experienced the vicissitudes of life have long stopped looking at things with their eyes.
The murderer is not necessarily a bad person, and the victim is not necessarily a good person. In this world, the most unpredictable thing is the human heart. You can no longer fight against the human heart with your eyes alone.
"Do you like this snake?" A voice suddenly came from somewhere, a little mechanical, as if it was deliberately disguised.
"I like it." Ling'er said without thinking.
"But it not only hurt this human, but also captured his child and used it to threaten him. Don't you think this snake is... very bad..." There was a slight pause between his words, as if he didn't want to say the rest. But he didn't want to be seen through, so he pretended to be calm.
"Haha, bad? There is no absolute good or bad in this world. Besides, I don't think this snake is bad, on the contrary..." Ling'er touched the eyes of the mural with a sad look, "On the contrary, I think this snake is the victim."
"Why?" The voice sounded impatient, as if eager to know the answer.
"Hmm?" Ling'er was a little confused by the question, but she reacted after a moment.
"First, its eyes. Although it looks ferocious, its eyes don't have murderous intent. It has been paying attention to the child wrapped around its tail, as if worried that he would fall. Second, its movements. The bent shape of its body and the slightly retracted head show that it has been retreating. Otherwise, with its size and sensitivity, it would be impossible for a mortal to force it to the edge of the cliff. It probably doesn't want to hurt anyone, but they really did face off. In this case, there is only one possibility, that is... this human made the first move. Yes, that must be the case."
It must be like this!
"You... you can't even see the mural in front... how can you be so sure... maybe it's this snake... that wants to hurt people..." The voice now sounded a little muffled, as if he had been wronged but couldn't defend himself, or maybe no one believed him and he had given up defending himself long ago.