My thoughts are wandering to far, far away places.
Xiaolan looked at the unconscious Qin Yin and thought to herself, it would be great if she also fainted.
Could it be...this was just a dream. Qin Yinmeng woke up, but they haven't woken up yet.
When Pineapple cried and let go of the maple syrup in his arms, and was driven to leave the world by an inexplicable force, Xiaolan clearly realized that this was not a dream.
Maple Sugar’s cold body told her that this was not a dream.
The fool handed Qin Yin to Bao Mu and Taoist Master, and carried Feng Tang's body with red eyes.
"Taoist Master," Xiaolan sat on the ground, her eyes dull, "I don't want to go down."
In front of her eyes was the girl who chatted with her with a smile in front of the station.
The Taoist priest's slightly bent back paused, tilted his head, and whispered, "Xiaolan, Pineapple and Maple Sugar are not the first people to leave you, and they will not be the last ones."
Xiaolan's blurred vision swept over her partner.
Fool and Baomu lowered their heads.
Yes, everyone's purpose of looking for boundary markers is different.
Once you find that thing, you will leave like pineapple and maple syrup.
Xiaolan stood up and looked at Bai Su and Sheget who were watching her quietly.
She walked to the Taoist priest's side in silence.
"let's go."
The Taoist priest lowered his head and smiled sadly, and said slowly in a voice so soft that only she could hear, "But I will not leave."
Xiaolan raised her head suddenly. The Taoist priest had left her behind and walked straight into the darkness.
Her nose felt sore and she took a deep breath.
If that's the case, then she won't leave.
Xiaolan ran a few steps quickly to keep up with her friends.
She will also accompany them on their journey.
"Do you really want to see the King God?" Sheget's voice came from behind them.
They were silent.
There is no doubt about this.
"Then you don't have to go forward," Shegert politely withdrew his hand from Bai Su's arms and used his cane to support his body, "There's no point in going forward."
He raised his cane and banged it on the ground, "Only the captain has the key to the top of the other tower. If you insist, I will send you in."
Sherget said, as if he was afraid that they would regret it, he raised his cane high, paused in the air for a few seconds, and then quickly pointed it to the ground, tapping with a strange rhythm.
As the echoing thumping sound filled the surrounding darkness, a huge dark red door appeared in front of them.
"It's just that I won't be able to help you anymore," Sheget said, bowing deeply towards them. "I am the captain of the Royal City. It is my responsibility to protect the Royal City. I hope you can get what you want. Sheget, will you?"
Praying for you all.”
Xiaolan glanced at Bai Su and said, "Bai Su, you can stay here too."
Bai Su shook his head stubbornly, "Just like you, I also have reasons why I must see the King God."
"We stay here," February stretched out his hand to them. "My life and March's life were exchanged for the life of my eldest brother. We are waiting for you here. Leave that girl and... and Maple Sugar to us.
Let's protect them."
The fool hesitated and handed Feng Tang and Qin Yin into their hands at the Taoist Priest's instruction.
What lies ahead is the final answer to all this.
Everyone's hands were on the red door at the same time.
squeak--
As if they had been waiting for a long time, the door slowly opened.
The first thing you see is a gray curtain that can barely see the edge.
When we got here, there were only five of them left.
The Taoist priest did not go inside, but asked steadily, "Baomu, is there any smell inside?"
Baomu sniffed, frowned, turned his head and glanced at Xiaolan, then shook his head, "Nothing special."
The Taoist priest nodded and took a step forward.
After everyone went in, the door slowly closed behind them.
The curtains were fixed on the ground. Several people walked towards the passage on the right. After about a few dozen steps, a small exit appeared on the left. When they walked in, they were still in the long corridor surrounded by curtains.
They turned countless times, and when they found the exit again, what they saw was finally no longer a gray-black curtain.
A long and ethereal cry came from overhead.
It sounded like the cry of some kind of bird, and a little bit... like the cry of a baby.
My eyes suddenly opened up.
Idiot, Bao Mu and Bai Su were first attracted by the murals on the dome. The Taoist priest looked around the surrounding flower windows with vigilance, while Xiao Lan noticed at a glance the golden light spots that were almost the size of fingertips in front of the dark gray organ.
It's too big here.
"He's over there." Xiaolan calmly pointed to the golden throne in the distance.
A tiny golden throne stands in this huge worship hall.
Several people approached silently, their footsteps echoing in the empty environment.
What made the cry was a big black bird hovering in the air. As they got closer, the call of the black bird became louder and louder.
On the throne is a black mass.
Xiaolan narrowed her eyes.
You can vaguely see the outline of a person, holding a white thing in the middle of his dark sleeves.
That thing moved.
The Taoist priest raised his hand, stopped their steps, and held Xiaolan and Bai Su behind him.
"Ah..." The black mass squirmed, "There is still one hour."
Surprisingly, the voice he made was like the immature voice of a child.
The sky outside the flower window was pitch black.
They understood what he meant.
The mother sacrifice is coming.
"Fitzquint," the priest called.
The movement of the black thing stopped, and the top part that looked like a head probed forward, and then let out a string of sweet laughter belonging to a child, "Hahaha... you are here..."
Is this... the King God?
"Wait a minute," Wang Shen's tone became colder, completely inconsistent with his childlike voice, "Where is Liao Yilan?"
Xiaolan felt a chill behind her.
Baomu and Fool were about to block Xiaolan's front, one on the left and the other on the right. She thought about it, shook her head at them, took a step forward, stood beside the Taoist Priest, and looked directly at Wang Shen.
"Do you know me?" Xiaolan asked what she wanted to ask most.
Wang Shen was still laughing, and his tone seemed to be coquettish, "I can't see clearly, please come closer."
One step... one step...
Several people saw clearly what was on the throne.
Although the entire body was wrapped under a black robe, the human shape could already be distinguished.
The object held in Wang Shen's arms looked like a square book.
He sat on the throne, shaking a few times from time to time, but had no intention of getting up.
The Taoist priest raised his hand, and several people stopped again.
"Fitzquint," the Taoist priest said calmly, "can you see clearly now?"
Fitz's hood slowly lifted up, and it seemed that there was still darkness inside the hood.
He trembled.
Fitz suddenly stretched out his hands forward, as if trying to grab something, and the thing in his hand fell off the throne with a crackle.
Snap!
fell to the ground.
This is a picture frame.
Xiaolan was wondering and raised her head.
A series of high-pitched sobs came from Fitz's throat.