"This is indeed the request."
When the smoke from Renji's mouth blew out to the top of the arch bridge, it seemed to have encountered an invisible plane and spread out in a ring.
"Frankly speaking, I'm not willing to believe that the result of so many years of hard work will be a word of hopelessness from Pogorelic's mouth."
"The cooperation between the Special Patrol Office and the church has its own ambitions, but every large-scale pollution indicator has indeed been successfully isolated by us..."
"The Joyful Listening Club dedicated to the 'Red Pond' has indeed become more frequent in recent years, but it has always been a secretive organization that hides in the dark..."
"In recent years, in the aesthetic trend, the pursuit of greed and pleasure and the pursuit of food and sex are indeed on the rise, but the people will still be moved to tears by the depth and longing in Miss Nightingale's song..."
"Even if the nine gardens are in confusion one after another, and the gifts of everlasting nectar and products are declining all the way, this is still the passionate southern country, and it is still the rich and dreamy land with bright sun, blue sea and sky, and colorful flowers..."
"Some people feel that the changes on the night before are ominous, but I don't think so. The resurgence of the bouquet and the gathering of unfading nectar are obviously the will of the 'Flower Poet' at work... Midsummer is the time when we are close to the answer. If Scheler Xiao
Sir, it is true that you have "unrestricted access", and the temple hopes that you can go to the garden to see..."
"There are also some risks. For ordinary people, there may be 'red pool' pollution ahead, but your mystical attainments are no less than art. You have created this year's poet laureate and famous singer, and you have also gathered all the unfading nectar in
In spirituality, I am sure it will arouse the personal attention and protection of the 'Fanghui Poet'. The church really wants to listen to his personal teachings again, and you will also gain a lot of revelations, revelations that are more beneficial than me revealing the secrets of the apostles to you.
…”
"You know, the church is definitely the group that least wants anything to happen to Scheler... Of course, the decision lies with you."
The pale golden curly hair was fluttering in the summer wind, and the old man's words took on a sincere tone.
He saw Scheler looking at the scenery on the other side of the arch bridge in silence. He talked a lot repeatedly, including emphasizing sincerity, judging risks, and analyzing pros and cons. He knew that Scheler was both a smart man and an artist who paid attention to temperament and fate.
Therefore, we did not hide any key information, nor did we resort to bitterness.
"The saint said that he hopes to listen to the personal teachings of the 'Poet Fanghui' again. So, if that comes true, what exactly are you hoping for?"
Fanning asked a series of questions.
“Hopefully He can teach a way to restore the garden?”
"I hope the 'Red Pond' will fall into silence?"
"I hope that the products in the South will be as rich and prosperous as before?"
He gently touched the smooth fruits among the branches of the garden with the palm of his hand:
"Instructions, personal instructions, just a few words are enough."
"If I have to talk about specific hopes, under more fortunate circumstances, I do hope that He can point out a path for the temple to gradually return to its past..."
"In a second-rate situation, I hope He can teach the temple how to minimize the damage to the Southern Kingdom after the arrival of the 'Red Pond', so that the people will suffer less unnecessary disasters..."
"In the worse case scenario, if the Southern Kingdom really suffers a devastating blow, I also hope that He can teach us how to retain the last ray of fragrance and fire, so as not to completely lose all hope of recovery, including these two lovely people of yours.
s student……"
Fan Ning, who was thinking, suddenly raised his head and asked:
"Do you want to come in with me?"
This time he asked two little girls.
"Of course we will follow the teacher," Miss Nightingale blurted out.
"The premise is that we can get in like the teacher," Luna added weakly.
"Then, let's go." Fan Ning waved and took steps.
He thought he was "moving with emotion and understanding with reason" and thought that he was providing information that allowed Scheler to "weigh the benefits and risks." In fact, these were not important to Fan Ning at all.
"The Southern Kingdom is still there. If the front is the easiest place to communicate with the 'Fanghui Poet', I must go there."
"My "Summer Noon Dream" first throws out the proposition of 'love is a question', realizing the awakening from 'nothing' to 'something', and then the opposition between 'violence' and 'idyllic' is successively replaced by plants, animals,
The discussion between humans and angels, like 'Superman', constantly breaks through to higher forms of discussion. This is almost destined. No matter what the cost, I must understand next - "
"What did the Lord of Witnesses tell me?"
The tip of Fan Ning's nose and toes touched the vertical plane of the arch bridge in front of her.
The ground glass-like turbid substance was still "squeezed" and spread, but it did not cause any hindrance to Fan Ning. The contact position of his body tore holes one by one, and finally the entire human-shaped gap was left on the plane.
superior.
Inexplicable pink spots of light danced in the sunlight.
The gap quickly returned to its original state.
The two little girls following closely behind them stretched out their fingers to dissolve the turbidity again.
Even the small black umbrella Luna carried with her was not hindered.
Seeing this, Ji's eyes showed a complex and relieved look. Sure enough, as the co-creators of "This Good Night", this garden has the effect of "unrestricted access" to them.
"Wait." The old man suddenly stopped Fan Ning and handed out a good cigar again.
Luna and An stood in surprise at the border. Fan Ning, who could no longer see the figure, tore the plane apart and folded back after two seconds.
"If this garden goes deeper now, there may still be a lot of risk of being 'lost'."
After Fan Ning took it, the other party explained: "To be on the safe side, after Mr. Scheele enters, I will slowly ignite this 'half-smoked cigar'. You don't need to consider leaving room for turning back during the investigation."
, after the life of the 'paradox antique' is burned out, it will take the three of you to drift out of this dimension of time and space, and connect you to a nearby detail in the normal process not long after."
The old man laughed frankly: "Unless you encounter a situation where even the invisible power of my 'Secret History' cannot escape, then not only will the young Mr. Scheler and the others be lost, but the divine connection with this cigar will also be lost."
After being cut off, I'm afraid I will have to fall a lot from the height of Huita."
"Thank you." Fan Ning understood what he meant and said nothing more.
Apart from being powerless to enter personally, the order enforcer has basically shared the risk with himself to the maximum extent possible.
After the three figures submerged again, the turbid confused substance subsided and shrank, and the garden in front looked as if there was no one there, the figure of Master Lucter slowly sat under a huge mango tree. On weekdays,
There was an extremely rare sincerity and expectation on his hard and unsmiling face.
He waited with bated breath for Scheler to convey the instructions from "Fanghui Poet".
The bright sun illuminated the arch bridge incandescently. The three of them, Fan Ning, walked side by side, with the gurgling water beside their ears and the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers all around.
Having just seen their teacher and the Lord Sage talking from a distance, Luna and An felt that the atmosphere was somewhat serious. At this time, they walked hundreds of steps to the highest point of the arch bridge, where the scenery was the most open. The two girls' gloomy moods also disappeared.
It was basically wiped out.
Luna kept spinning the umbrella handle in her hands, while Miss Nightingale was already jumping up and down next to Fan Ning. The dark blue cornflower on her hairpin was rippling with a dreamlike luster in the sun.
"Teacher, if my guess is correct, you just thought that this garden exploration might be dangerous."
"I think so too."
"Are you still so happy if you guessed it right?" Fan Ning didn't stop walking.
"Of course I'm happy. This is a very romantic journey together!" Miss Nightingale's eyes turned into crescent moons as she smiled, "I have never been to the church's holy land, and I have never seen such a beautiful garden. The potential dangers have created even more dangers.
It makes my heart beat so much, thinking that before I woke up in the morning, I was still having such melancholy and entangled dreams of separation, now this can be regarded as a big turnaround!"
Melancholy and tangled, the sunlight reflected by the clear stream under the bridge was white and dazzling. Fan Ning closed his eyes and shook his head.
The girl's chirping voice is still there: "Ah, those white jade statues are so beautiful!"
"Across the lake in the distance? It's like a big choir!"
"The sloping stream is so interesting."
"No, actually this is a long, flat waterfall."
An arch bridge connects two different terrains. This end is a high place and the other end is a low place. This end is shorter and the other end is longer.
Amidst the pleasant laughter and light footsteps, Fan Ning slid his fingers over the clean and cold stone surface of the railing on the long and gentle downhill road. The midsummer scene in the garden in front of him reminded him inexplicably of some of the stories he had read.
Letter, something said.
"Lölfing Lake is the most beautiful and expressive appearance in the Royal Academy of Music. It is the eye of the earth. People who gaze at it can detect the depth of their own nature. When walking, I like to look at the rows of white stone statues opposite and imagine
They are a choir singing resurrection carols. The terrain there is naturally good, and the plant landscape combinations are hidden or visible, and the arrangements are very local... Now they have sprouted new buds, but the same spring may not
means the same joy"
The stream forms an oval-shaped clear lake in the distance, and the sunlight dances and changes on the water like a radiant spirit liquid. Behind the pool is a group of rockeries as high as a small office building. The water flows through holes and stones, gurgling non-stop.
Sound.
To be continued...