"Luna, have you memorized the fifth movement?"
"I've memorized the parts of the other children's choir, but I feel like I'm not really suitable to be the lead singer. I don't know if it's too late to change now."
"The teacher is conducting on the stage. Are you sure you want someone else to be the lead singer?"
"I'll do it."
Fan Jing listened quietly and looked into the distance, the cigar in his left hand burning with wisps of smoke.
There is a small wooden boat parked on the shore of the lake. Most of the hull is hidden in the sea of ​​colorful flowers. The summer wind makes them sway. Take a deep breath. The fragrant smell of vegetation penetrates deep into your heart. Your face is even more glowing with the sunshine.
hot.
Clothes are floating and thoughts are wandering.
"You have to take a steamboat there. To the southeast of the lake, there is an arc-shaped town, that's where it is."
"What does it look like?"
"In the distance are the Dolomites Mountains, which are very high and steep. Vegetation only covers the upper half, while the other half of the rocks are exposed. Below you can see the vast sparkling lake scenery."
"The kind that can't be climbed up?"
"It's not impossible to go up if you have to, but what do you want to do?"
"Where's the house?"
"room?"
Taking another step, Fan Ning stepped off the arch bridge and stepped into the sea of ​​flowers.
The sound of running water, the hot wind, and the chirping of birds all disappeared from my ears.
The world suddenly became dead silent, and the light suddenly dimmed several levels.
The temperature continued to feel hot, and Fan Ning subconsciously looked up at the sky.
I don't know when a layer of thick rust-red mist accumulated in the sky, so deep that it seemed like you could reach out and touch it if you jumped in.
Not to mention whether it was midsummer or a sunny day, it was impossible to tell whether it was day or night. Through the layers of dense fog, you could see a few brighter orange spots, but you couldn't tell whether they were the sun or some other star.
"Ann, Luna, stop joking around and follow up." Fan Ning spoke first and then looked back.
This time his heartbeat paused for a whole beat.
The two little girls are missing!
Fan Ning immediately stepped back a few steps and returned to the arch bridge deck, but the surrounding environment was not restored at all.
He exerted force under his feet and quickly ran back to the opposite side without any change. He returned to the highest point of the arch bridge with the widest view and looked around.
Still no one was seen.
"Joan, are you here now?"
Still no response.
Fan Ning's fists clenched suddenly. Although his face still showed Scheler's calm and slightly melancholy expression, anxiety was already uncontrollably welling up in his heart.
"What's going on? There is absolutely no possibility of being attacked by unknown creatures, and their distance is not further than three meters away from me. There are no traps or hidden pits on this bridge."
Although he was in an inexplicable state of mind just now while enjoying the wind and looking at the scenery, he was listening to all the chatter between the two, and his entire spiritual sense did not relax his vigilance.
It was so fast, it was like a sudden change after stepping off the bridge.
"A place of confusion?"
"Since they can come in, it means that after the famous singer of the night, their spirituality has something in common with mine, but why?"
Fan Ning looked down and saw that the cigarette was still burning slowly. Judging from the progress of the cigarette when crossing the bridge just now, it would probably take nearly an hour to burn.
He felt a little more at ease in his heart. Maybe they were indeed "lost" now, but Saint Jie or Master Lucter said that after this "paradox antique" is burned out, it should take the three of them with them from now on.
Drifting out in heavy space and time.
Now that she was back at the top of the arch bridge, Fan Ning gradually calmed down.
He began to look at his surroundings.
Some kind of unknown drastic change has indeed occurred.
The disappearing sounds, the dimming of the light, and the strange thick fog in the sky are just one aspect.
The structure of this arch bridge is highly decayed, dusty, and crumbling. The streams and lakes below have dried up, exposing bullet holes or crater-like rust-colored potholes. The rocks on the rockery in the distance are strangely rolled up, and the flowers and trees have dried up.
All withered and twisted in all directions in painful and deformed ways.
These are still some "topography" that can match the original garden.
More places showed completely weird shapes, and Fan Ning could no longer identify what they were. It was like the original well-organized displays had been swept into a pile, then flattened with a slap and divided into random pieces.
The pieces are stacked the same.
After looking around this strange "garden" for a few times, Fan Ning's eyes suddenly froze.
His eyes fell on a relatively nearby place.
It was the small wooden boat parked on the shore of the sparkling lake.
The lake was gone, but the boat was still there. Fan Ning discovered something strange on the hull, which was so rotten that only the wooden frame was left.
Chapter completed!