Pojun in the mirror (with a straight answer)
The Battle of the Mirror Dragon (1) (Attached: God's Right Hand)
The Battle between Dragon and Mirror (Ⅱ)
Mirror image correlation: biography, prequel and others.
The second rumor: In the sequel to The Dreamweaver,
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□ Cang Yue
"I don't care what those dead fish want to do!" The gluttonous anger obviously reached the limit of the outbreak, crushing the white vines and growling, "Anyone who dares to touch Lao Tzu under his nose! I thought if I were a father, I would be merciful? "
The anger of evil spirits makes the whole sea surge in an instant!
There is no light at the moment of the moon and stars. Under the dim sky, the sea was as dark as ink, and a gust of wind rolled up. The scouts on the coast looked at the big waves that suddenly jumped onto the beach, screaming and retreating, leaving the body behind.
"Don't be impulsive. We still don't know where the national sea is underwater now. " When a huge wave of more than ten stories jumped onto the beach, he raised his hand to ward off evil spirits, frozen the huge wave out of thin air, and whispered to his brothers around him, "-you will disturb Big Brother if you mess around like this."
Defending the so-called Asian continent now is the eldest of their nine people: not old.
Although he broke away from the ranks of God and became an evil spirit, it is obvious that this brother still retains the majesty of the past, and the gluttony in anger also pauses and calms down. He quickly wiped the water mirror in front of him with his hand, looked inside and breathed a sigh of relief: "Nothing. Boss, he is listening to a concert in Vienna. "
The eldest of nine sons doesn't always like music. In the ancient Warring States period, every time I heard the music of human bells, I couldn't help being incarnate to eavesdrop on the chime-because it was discovered by human beings and his image had been decorated on the bell knob of the big clock.
However, for thousands of years, bosses have also kept pace with the times. Now, his taste has changed from Huang Zhong to Huang Zhong, then to karajan and Seiji Ozawa, and he has been fascinated by modern music in recent years.
"Hey, this substitution? Isn't that the soprano who can tear my eardrum by singing? " At first, I just wanted to confirm the position of the boss, but I couldn't help but take a look. As far as I can remember, he is dignified and silent, only likes listening to music quietly, and has a deep love for the world. The only human he is willing to approach is the person who speaks with the most beautiful voice in the world-for example, Mei Ling, an Irish female singer who is known as "can talk to the sky with singing".
But as the brother of God, he abides by the boundary between man and God, and man can only be his "confidant", but he can never reach his heart. He loves those women only because of the sounds of nature, just as he loves the works of art created by God.
A little impatient to ward off evil spirits, I took my brother and left: "I left the soprano who saw my boss last time for 80 years." I think I've already been buried. Do you think humans can live that long? "
However, when I said this, my heart ached and I couldn't help but look at the water mirror.
Wearing a black dress, I don't always sit in on the VIP table and look calm. Sitting beside him was a woman with a long white dress and beautiful dark green eyes, smiling and listening, but her face was somewhat disapproving. Just before the intermission, the blonde stood up for a walk and said something slightly. Not old eyes a bright, show admiration, nodding.
"That music is only second-rate." To ward off evil spirits, I clearly heard the woman's evaluation. She said such a sentence to the young people around her-"Real music is quiet and pure, which can call the sun and the moon and talk to the sky. It can make water flow and trees talk. It is a bridge to communicate with those immortal souls in history. "
In that case ... no wonder the boss will nod again and again. This is exactly what Meiling said before her death!
"This woman is not simple." Gluttony suddenly felt a little uneasy. Looking at the woman who hurried into the background in the picture, I vaguely felt that something was wrong. In order to ward off evil spirits, I want to quickly start looking for the country of the sea. However, after seeing that woman, I became inexplicably dignified and did not leave immediately.
So they quietly stared at the water mirror and looked at another brother.
At the end of the intermission, I had to go back to my seat. At the beginning of the second half, that woman was standing on the stage!
When she sang the first sentence, the world seemed quiet.
At that moment, gluttony and exorcism had an intuition at the same time: this is not a sound that can be found in the world!
"The singer of the sea!" I noticed the woman's strange blue hair and dark green eyes, and at the same time, the ghost blurted out that the singer of the sea was the title of Jiao Ren with the most beautiful voice among that beautiful and singing nation.
Legend has it that in the heyday of Haiguo, singers were selected every year in Haishi. Jiao Ren was born to be the best singer in the sky. It is said that the song of Geji can stop the clouds and running water, make the sailors who are sailing lose their way, and make the fiercest beasts bow their heads and close their claws.
After the annihilation of the sea country, these became legends together.
However, in this mirror, I actually saw the reappearance of the legendary sea singer!
Before they could guess how the woman came to her brother's side, they saw that after the singing stopped, Bran took the lead in applauding in the silence of the audience.
There is no doubt that the singer instantly conquered the gods with the sound of nature.
"Jiao Ren again? What the hell are they going to do! " He was very angry and thought, "Is the boss in danger?"
"No, with that Jiao Ren, you can't hurt the boss-"Look in the mirror to ward off evil spirits and make a decision.
I'm afraid my brother on my side will find out if I watch it for too long. When I waved my hand, the water mirror broke into countless drops and fell with the wind. He suggested to his brother, "Let's go to Silver and Amy first-we will start from the East China Sea, you will go south and I will go north. Even if you turn over the four oceans, you must find it quickly! "
If you don't hurry up, if Silver starts to act as a dream weaver in the present situation, something will happen immediately!
In the moonlight, click. The sea broke and then there was no trace.
Over the distant Europa, the sound of nature is still echoing.
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Fourth, blue.
May tenth. Good night Three o'clock in the morning. Japan.
It's raining decadent Mao Mao in Toyoda, Tokyo, and it's chilly in the middle of the night.
The skyscraper was dark, and only a few sporadic windows were lit, reflecting the hard silhouette of working all night.
Newspapers were scattered all over the floor, and all the staff in the studio were working overtime. Finally, when the bell struck three times, the second17 episode of Lost Continent, Wilderness ended. The lights in the main writing room are all on, and no one has gone back to rest since the boss came and the manuscript was published. After all, even the Japanese animation master Hosonosuka, who is known as "1 1 level", tried his best to be careless.
At the beginning, the 27-year-old Xingyue was frustrated in the talented Japanese animation industry. Finally, with the convenience of speaking Chinese, he had to go to China to run a cartoon training class to make a living. Coincidentally, one day he met a man who claimed to be able to ward off evil spirits. He glanced at his own drawings and silently stuffed a magazine into his hand: Fantasy, which has the largest circulation in China, and a long manuscript named Lost Continent has just begun to be serialized on it.
He especially remembers that book, which is the fifth chapter of the first volume Haitian.
He read only one chapter and was knocked down by such a magnificent world. I hurried to find the front part and watched it all night. The next day, I flew to the headquarters of Fantasy and contacted the editor of this article. Through him, I signed the animation editing right with the original author Shen Yin-
This is a magical contract, as if the scepter of fate hit his forehead, allowing his talent to be revealed and taking him to the peak of honor. With the popularity of Lost in the Mainland in recent ten years, his fame and status are getting higher and higher, and he is known as another national treasure master after Toyota Yanji.
However, in the next ten years, he never saw the man who handed him the first volume of the article-afterwards, I learned that this mysterious man named exorcism was the only assistant of the original author Shen Yin.
And the legendary heavy sound, but never meet each other.
At four o'clock in the morning, I finally corrected the last page of drawings handed in by my staff. After a long sigh of relief, the elegant middle-aged man in Phnom Penh looked up from a thick pile of drawings and smiled at the same tired assistant: "Well, it's done. Let's go to the China restaurant across the street and have a snack. "
Seeing the boss passing by, all the staff cheered, packed their things and squeezed into the empty elevator. Assistant Yoko Ito took a black windbreaker to cover the tomb of Hoshino and followed him. Knowing the ambiguous relationship between the boss and Miss Ito, all the employees consciously walked away.
"Mr. Hoshino, after episode 2 17, Lost in the Mainland is completely over, right?" After getting out of the elevator, I came to the empty street. Miss Ito held an umbrella for him and walked side by side. However, after a long walk, the assistant who followed him more than ten years ago finally couldn't help wondering for a long time.
"hmm." Starburial replied noncommittally: "That's it, finish it quickly."
"But …" Yoko Ito asked timidly, "What is Mr Ito going to paint after that?"
-Because I have devoted ten years to Lost China, and there is no other work. As a result, while winning high honors, some jealous peers in the industry vilified Starburial as an excellent original work and left the lost China.
In the middle of the night, the cold rain hit the face, and several motorcycles passed by at high speed, bringing up the rain-it was the teenagers who ran away from home in the city running in the middle of the night. Hearing such a direct question, the cartoonist smiled, and he didn't care about the assistant's problem.
It seems that completing this masterpiece, which took him ten years of energy, is like ending a life journey.
"Next, of course, I have to start painting my own' cloud shortage'." Star burial smiled and nodded to the woman who had cooperated under the umbrella for ten years. "Will Yoko finish it with me?"
In the cold rain, they were so close that Yoko Ito could even feel each other's breath blowing on his face.
She blushed, bowed her head deeply and stammered, "Nature, nature-for ten years, I, my heart is for my husband, sir …" Her eyes suddenly filled with tears, and she couldn't go on.
"I know." Xingyue smiled and lowered her eyes, raised her hand and took Ito's hand and took the umbrella. "I know."
"It's just that I once signed a contract with God and gave ten years to Huang Yun-for that contract, I became a workaholic. Now, I can finally start my life. " Xingyue breathed a sigh of relief and smiled and put her hand into the inner bag of the trench coat. "These years have been really hard for you."
An ordinary white diamond ring sparkled in the black velvet box in his hand.
"In the future, I will continue to work hard for you." Starburial holds Yoko Ito's hand and asks softly.
Suddenly, his eyes froze-
Yoko's slender finger, I don't know when, has a ruby and platinum ring!
Yoko Ito was shivering with cold and forgot to hold an umbrella in her hand, as if trying to hide her hand. As soon as the hand was released, the umbrella fell off, tossing and turning, and was involved in the wind brought by the racing teenager. After a pause, the pale petite woman finally looked up and said slowly and calmly, "I ... I accepted Mr. Murakami's proposal." Just yesterday afternoon. "
"Hideo Murakami?" Starburial's face is also pale. He looked blankly at the restaurant across the street and murmured, "Is that the man who chased you for more than ten years and came to Tokyo from his hometown?" The owner of China restaurant? "
"Well ... Yingnan is very nice and agrees to continue my present job after marriage." Yoko lowered her head, held his hand, was embarrassed for a long time, and suddenly burst into sobs. "I, I am thirty-two years old! Mr. Hoshino ... forgive me, forgive me for being late, I can't wait for this moment. "
No one can wait forever. Even if you love him as much as she does.
It's a great irony of fate-a pair of lovers have been together for ten years and go to a restaurant for dinner every day, but for some reason they have never said it. Silently waiting and persisting, the woman married the owner of the restaurant the night before the deadline passed.
"impossible ... impossible!" After a moment of silence, Starburial suddenly roared out. As soon as she grabbed her hand, she rudely rolled down the ring symbolizing that she belonged to someone else and rushed to the Chinese restaurant across the street.
"Mr. Hoshino!" Yoko ITO exclaimed in the back.
The cartoonist turned a deaf ear and just wanted to throw the ring back into his opponent's face, as if there was a force dragging his body in a certain direction.
"Mr Hoshino! ! "Yoko's urgent voice turned into a scream of fear." Look out! Be careful! "
"Ga-"The harsh brake sound pierced the silent rainy night.
It was hit by a huge impact and flew three or five meters. As the figure landed heavily, two silvery white rings were thrown from bloody fingertips, drawing two arcs in the cold rain, one high and one low, and falling into the rain with a ding.
The motorcycle rolled several times before it stopped, and the boy on it fell to the ground motionless.
His companion saw the disaster and stopped for a few seconds. The leading teenager came to his senses first, roared and dispersed all the thugs in a hubbub.
"Mr Hoshino! Mr. Hoshino! " Yoko Ito almost lost the strength to stand, staggered on his knees in front of Hoshino's tomb, picked up the comatose man with trembling hands and shouted in despair, "Somebody! Come on! "
In the rainstorm, all the makeup on the face of the 32-year-old woman was washed clean, leaving only a pale and desperate face.
In a trance, I seem to hear a faint song in the distance, as beautiful as nature.
However, Yoko Ito opened his empty eyes and looked at the dark night. Suddenly, he saw the elves singing and flying in groups on a rainy night-an illusion? She didn't have time to tell, just put her arms around the man and called for help crazily. However, no one responded at that time. As if, the world is dead.
"Mr. Hoshino, I finally waited for you." The fishtail elf smiled at the new soul and watched the cold rain in Kyoto pass through the empty body. "Come with us ... We have been waiting for this moment for a long time."
The soul stubbornly stayed where it was and surrounded the woman sitting in the rain.
"Mr. hopson King arrived six months earlier than you." The leader of Jiao Ren continued to smile and made a gesture of bending down to invite the soul. "Our country needs to borrow your strength very much. It only takes you one day, so please help us. "
Although I was a little moved when I heard the name hopson King, my soul was still cold and motionless, and the surrounding aura of threats made the air condense.
"Of course, we will also help you." Jiao Ren leader has a pair of eyes as green as the sea, deep and mysterious. He lowers his head and says something softly.
I don't know what it is, and finally let the stubborn soul move.
Ran Ran rose in a pool of blood and flew to the Jiao Ren spirit hovering in the sky.
The next morning, a message shook the whole of Japan-
Known as the godfather of comics, the painter "Lost in the Mainland" was seriously injured by the mob on the night of finishing the last series of paintings and has fallen into a state of brain death.
This is another celebrity related to Lost China who died after hopson King finished filming half a year ago due to cerebral hemorrhage. The perpetrator died on the spot, while Yoko Ito, the only witness of the accident and the assistant of Starburial, fell into a trance because of great stimulation. He just stood in the street where the accident happened and talked to himself to the sky every day.
"Please give Mr. Hoshino back to me." She opened her hand and whispered, "I love him."
In the palm of your hand, there is a silver diamond ring.
The night after the police came, she walked in the street all night before she found this ring.
She accepted his last proposal of marriage.
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When Amy woke up, her eyes were endless blue.
Clear, transparent and bright, just like the most beautiful forget-me-not flower, the purest and brightest gem. It quietly passed by her and overhead. As soon as she opened her eyes, she forgot where she was She was just fascinated by blue and stared at it as if she saw the depth of that color far away.
Countless elves, heads and fish tails, fly in the deepest part of the blue. Sing or dance.
There is a star-shaped platform with five sharp corners on fire, and a huge dragon is depicted on the platform. There is a huge jade in the center of the platform, like a snow-white egg. Countless Jiao Ren sang and prayed around it day and night.
In front of the golden throne dedicated to the dragon god, a young king wearing a crown looked up. He has a perfect face like a god.
"Huh?" Amy suddenly woke up and sat up at once-isn't this the man she saw when she lost consciousness on the beach? King of Jiao Ren? So, the phantom I just saw in the deepest part of the blue is the grand occasion of many years of worship in Qianhai?
When she sat up, she found herself in a country under the sea.
The side is a wall made of coral, and the ubiquitous blue is clear sea water, which permeates every space.
I don't know why, but she moves freely underwater and breathes as freely as on land.
"Are you awake?" With a gentle question, a snow-white arm was placed on the hand of a golden plate filled with fresh aquatic plants and shellfish. "Please have a meal. Wang will come at once. "
"Is this the sea? Who is your king? Strange ... why can't I choke in the water? " With the experience of entering the cloud shortage, Amy doesn't panic at the moment, just asking. Snow-white arms stretched out softly and looked terrible, holding food to her all the time.
Female Luo! Amy can see at a glance that the woman in Jiao Ren is not alive, but a woman who has been dead for a long time.
Female Luo smiled and replied softly: "You are free to move around in water droplets. This is really an underwater island. Our king's name is Blue. Except for him, we are all just spiritual bodies-our bodies are still imprisoned in the placenta. "
"Blue ..." Touched the beads on the neck and read the name. Amy's heart suddenly moved. "I want to see him. What the hell does he want me to do? -Really ... is it to revive the sea? "
"Wang is talking to the last dreamer in the temple." Luo smiled, her voice always gentle. "Wait a little longer, and the king will come to see you soon-now the dreamer, you are the hope of all of us in Jiao Ren."
"The dreamer before? Sister Silver? " Amy was really surprised this time and jumped up. "You also caught silver's sister! -this, this how line! "
The girl jumped out of the jade bed and grabbed the girl, frightened and anxious: "She can't use her spirit anymore! You, how could you do this! It will be angry to ward off evil spirits ... take me to see seafood! "
Female Luo's arm, like a cold vine, quickly shrank and faded as soon as it was caught, and shrank into the ground.
Amy doesn't care about anything and doesn't want others to lead the way. She ran outside, looking for the Temple of Jiao Ren, and brought back Silver's sister.
When I came out step by step, I found myself on the top of a high coral reef.
Outside, it is endless blue, slightly rippling. Countless seaweed rises and falls with the undercurrent, and the sky is shrouded from the top of the head. It is faintly visible that fish swim in groups to the distance.
Amy suddenly froze-
This is a huge ruin, boundless. In the distance, there is a high platform, which is obviously a temple.
A flat and wide avenue leads directly to the altar, and huge stone strips cover the seabed, carved with exquisite patterns, showing what brilliant civilization there was. On both sides of the avenue are houses built by corals, which are as high as three floors and exquisite. However, these works of art-like buildings seem to have collapsed in a sudden disaster, cracked all over the floor, slept quietly at the bottom of the sea, covered with seaweed and aquatic plants, and became a paradise for fish.
On both sides of the road, there are white flowers.
Those white vines sprouted, grew and spread from the ruins, covering both sides of the avenue. Those vines form a forest-like barrier on both sides of the road, intertwined with each other, full of finely divided beautiful white flowers, and the leaves are as beautiful as the feathers of a phoenix bird. At first glance, the snow-white sea of flowers extends to the bottom of the temple at the end.
Amy's exclamation was frozen in her throat-so many ... so many female wisteria!
How many Jiao Ren died in an instant in the ancient cataclysm?
She guessed that Silver's sister was in the temple on the high platform at the end of the avenue, but she couldn't help shivering when she saw countless pale arms.
"Dreamweaver" suddenly, a voice laughed. "Are you awake?"
Looking in the direction of the voice, Amy suddenly exclaimed, "Lydia!" " "
The female employee who just died the day before yesterday stood quietly on the dilapidated avenue and bowed deeply to her. The woman who died in a burgundy evening dress seems to be a different person now, wearing an ancient costume: a robe sweeping the floor, a white corolla in her hair and a strange symbol painted on her forehead.
"I'm not Lydia." After saluting, I stood on the avenue and looked up at the girl who woke up on the coral reef, but there was an elusive smile on her face. "Lydia is just an illusion, and that ordinary body is long dead. I was ordered by the king to return to the national sea-I am Ning Guang, a sea witch who serves the dragon god. "
"The sea witch ..." Amy hesitated, swept off the top of the coral reef along the ocean current, and looked at the woman in front of her carefully.
Indeed, it has changed quietly: long dark blue hair, green eyes, a corolla woven with female radish, and under the robe that sweeps the floor, the tail fin of the fish is exposed instead of the feet.
"But ..." Amy asked blankly. "Where is Johnson? What about him and him? "
"He entered the sea with the heartbeat of death, and his soul has reached the kingdom of the sea." Speaking of the lover in this world, Ning Guang's face is still calm. "He will be reincarnated as a citizen of the country of the sea, become our brother, and live with us in the sea from now on."
"Brother?" Amy blurted out in surprise, "He is your boyfriend!" "
Ning Guang smiled: "It doesn't matter. When he wakes up in the red lotus, he will forget everything. "
"It's not fair!" Amy shouted, her face uneven, and she looked at Ning Guang angrily. "He didn't lay down his life to jump into the sea to be your brother! Isn't it a lie that you brought him here without marrying him? "
"He is willing to jump down," Ning Guang ignored her and turned away. "Just like I want to go back to the national sea."
"But he doesn't want to forget!" Amy followed in her footsteps and ran on the carved avenue. Look carefully, those huge stone strips are carved with dragon totems, which are endless and lead to the temple at the end of the avenue.
"Then what do you want me to do!" Ning Guang suddenly stood up, turned around and drank in a low voice, losing his cool demeanor.
"marry him!" Amy pointed to the altar in the distance. "I accompany you to see seafood and tell him that you don't want to be a sea witch, so go and marry him. Anyway, he can be a sea country now, can't he? "
Condensed light corners of the mouth moved slightly, as if there was a weak smile, but there was no answer.
This dream weaver of 18 years old is really enviable. Hanging around the neck is an ancient jade of God, which has rare creativity in the world and is even favored by the gods. This energetic girl has always been well protected, always so naive and lively, looking at everything simply, ignoring the middle process and pointing to the result.
"I can't abandon my people." In the snow-white forest formed by Luo, the sea witch stood quietly.
Amy looked up trembling at the jungle of corpses that covered the bottom of the sea.
"They are dead ... you ..." She summoned up the courage to run without being exposed.
"They are not dead!" Ning Guang's eyes were firm, and she gently stroked the cold vines, which wrapped around her arm. "Come and touch them, their hearts are still beating slowly."
"They are not really' dead'-after the split of heaven and earth three thousand years ago, the clan fled back to the sea under the protection of the dragon god, but they could not live in such a filthy environment at that time. In order to avoid suffocation at the bottom of the sea, Wang presided over a ceremony, exhausted almost all his strength, sealed everyone into the placenta, and slept in the bottom of the sea in the form of a female radish. "
"One sleep is three thousand years?" Amy was surprised.
"yes." Ning Guang sighed slightly, looking at those relatives who can only be imprisoned underground in the shape of vines. "It's been a long time ... until they all thought they were really dead and could never wake up."
"Now, should be able to wake up the founding? Let seafood bring them back to life. " Amy was surprised.
Hearing that, the sea witch's eyes flashed with helpless light, sighed and bowed her head: "But we lost the dragon god. And our king spent all his strength in that great change and slept in a crystal coffin for thousands of years. It was not until a year ago that I felt that the world of cloud shortage had undergone earth-shaking changes, and I woke up. "
-another upheaval in the world of cloud shortage a year ago?
Does it mean that the evil spirit and Silver's sister finally gave up the dead mainland? So many necromances have alarmed seafood?
"However, after losing the dragon god, with the power of the king, all people can no longer be awakened."
Amy finally understood when she heard this: "Oh, you want me to wake them up, don't you?"
However, after thinking about it, he shook his head: "impossible-even if you can't wake up the dragon, how can you not wake up people with the power of seafood?"
Ning Guang smiled, didn't answer directly, just walked forward: "Come with me."
Amy followed her hesitantly, walked all the way along the avenue, turned a corner and came to an underwater garden.
"Wow ..." She flashed at the moment and blurted out in panic, scaring a group of fish away.
There, there are incomparable gorgeous "flowers"-look carefully, but anemones and starfish, as well as nameless corals and algae. The plants in the deep sea are beautiful and strange, which the world has never seen before. Everything surprises Amy. They use coral as soil and thrive on the seabed. There are countless tiny and gorgeous shells dotted in the middle, and pearls spit out between opening and closing.
Amy was suddenly stunned by the spectacle in front of her, forgot to ask any further questions, just looked around and walked all the way into the garden.
Over the past year, she has followed gluttony around the world and seen the land scenery, but she knows nothing about the underwater world.
This is a large-scale garden, with carefully polished shells on the ground, countless rare plants in the deep sea planted beside the path, imitating the mountains and rivers on the land, piling up rockeries, and carving birds and animals with precious stones and gold, which vividly represents what kind of civilization peak this underwater country has reached.
In the center of the garden, there is a huge pool with a strange red lotus in full bloom.
"ouch!" Amy cried. "Is this the red lotus you said was used for reincarnation?"
"yes." Ningguang looked at the lotus with gentle eyes. "This is specially prepared for those souls who want to go to the sea at all costs."
"Will many people want to come to China?" Amy was surprised.
"well. At some point in the cloud shortage, the sea country is the dream of everyone on land. " Ning Guang smiled, as if recalling that heyday. "It represents wealth, art, beauty and immortality. Countless people came here with the heart of death. Then, wake up on the lotus pond, get a new life and integrate into our nation. "
"Become a fishtail like you?" Amy thought it was incredible.
"yes." Ning Guang gave her a look and smiled. "Is the fish tail bad?"
"Well, no,no." Amy blushed at once and whispered, "I just … feel … inconvenient."
"In the water, fishtail is natural." Ning Guang didn't care too much about this young dreamer, just turned to look at the lotus pond and said slowly, "Anyway, Wang Can can't see you now, so I'll tell you a story ..."
"I know everything about Guohai and Jiao Ren." Amy thought that the witch of Jiao Ren was going to teach her a new lesson, so she quickly argued, with a little pride, and urged, "I'm going to see Sister Silver!"
"The former dreamer was treated well. People Rainbow would never force her to do anything she didn't want to do. Don't worry. " The sea witch has strange eyes and keeps staring at the lotus pond. Suddenly sighed, turned and stared at Amy, grabbed the young dreamer's hand and put it on his forehead in awe. He said dreamily, "Dreamweaver, if fate gives us a chance to meet in a thousand years, then I will leave that time to history through you."
"What I want to tell you is a story that is not in the history books. No one dares to record it, and those who know it have little chance to pass it on. However, I don't want to be buried in the deep sea after I die. "
"Ah?" The dreamer's nature suddenly looked up, and Amy's curiosity was aroused and her ears pricked up. "What do you say?"
"Did you see the statue in the middle of the lotus pond?" Just ask.
The lotus pond is very big, and the statue is only life-size. Amy was reminded before she noticed it.
-This white jade statue is not Jiao Ren, but a human woman on land. Dressed in gorgeous empty mulberry clothes, the gown is embroidered with the crown of Qingyang. At her feet, there are countless white roses-flowers carved from white jade and ice crystals, which have quietly bloomed for thousands of years at the bottom of thousands of feet of deep sea.
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Verb (short for verb) heritage
"Hey, what is this?" The girl who was addicted to textual research bent down and looked at half of it carefully.