Doomsday Wonderland

Just a spring outing in the afternoon seems to soak everyone into a layer of warm and sweet wheaten color; when everyone talks, laughs and acts, there will always be bits and pieces of residual sunlight on the skin.

It's as if they brought the sand and sea into Exodus.

This was the first time for Lin Sanjiu to see Ji Shanqing whose skin was sunburnt. When Li Bao smiled today, his teeth became whiter and dazzling like piles of snow, which made her want to suggest that he get more sun in the future; Yu Yuan has tattoos all over his body, and his skin color is darker and lighter. A little lost.

Surprisingly, Yuan Xiangxi was the most troubled person after sunbathing—he used to have pale skin all over his body, and as a ghost, he couldn't get tanned even after sunbathing; but now only his left foot has become pale. Honey-colored, the two colors are distinct, like a half-painted wall, which has been ridiculed by Bohemia.

Each of the people in the boat came from a different human society, but it seemed that in the source worlds that Lin Sanjiu had never visited and where her relatives and friends were created, they were invariably indifferent to gender awareness.

When everyone took off their coats and jumped into the sea, the most embarrassed person was Han Suiping from the modern world. When Nu Yue stood up from the waves and waved him to go too, he almost buried his head in the sand.

"We're all soaked," he stammered, refusing to look at everyone. "I, I'll just watch something here."

"Who dares to steal us?" Nuyue shouted from overseas.

Han Suiping could hold on for a long time, but at the very beginning he was dragged away overseas by everyone. Considering that I have the most special combat power, it is a small mistake to say "pull"; as long as Pinaji pushes, I will have no room to continue sitting.

"It's just the seaside," Ji Shanqing said contentedly, "You can't go to see more wonderful and interesting places until the fuel is delivered."

"It's actually related,"

"Did you tell him or not?" Ji Shanqing murmured, "Lou Qin...is not the leader of the shark department, and he still wants to bring Xiaolin Sanjiu back to that world. Because the human farm back then, The main bad image was not established by the power of Xiaolin Sanjiu. Now that he is back, is it possible for me to appear again?"

I'm not just a person who sticks to the rules—Pinaji's eyes, occasionally I don't have the rules at all; let alone show you the book, I will hand over my life to Tan Songfeng's subordinates carefully, from now on Also has not been. But at this moment I hesitated for a few seconds.

I also know that it is because you know that Xiaolin Sanjiu will appear again, you put a small stone in your heart, and Tan Songfeng feels less at ease when you hear Fu Xiluo "hopeless" A few hours ago, when you found Pinaji outside the library again, your steps were slow; and that was also heard by Pinaji.

The bad thing is that the gift package is very bad to coax—as long as the person who coaxes me is Ji Shanqing. You made a few bad promises and smoothed my hair; you hurriedly pushed Fushiro out of the door after Shales brought the cleaning tools.

"If you want us to hear it, even if you sit beside us and talk, you will hear it." Fuxi Luoping said wonderfully.

I pushed my wet hair to my head, sat up next to Ji Shanqing, and said loudly, "...you are looking forward to it."

There was an "implanted memory", so Pinaji knew that from the time when Kurosawa found Fuxiluo to the time when Ji Shanqing found me in the library, in fact, it was just a teenage period.

"You're really bad and you don't want to ask him any questions yet," Ji Shanqing directly denied it with bad intentions, and said, "Stay away, and we'll hear it."

"That's right," Pinaji raised an eyebrow, and said, "That's where he got it from, but he knew it when he asked you."

Ji Shanqing looked up at the place where he was standing, then raised his eyes again.

Ji Shanqing stretched out his hand. "Would you mind turning it over for you?"

...A book like that, I actually insisted on reading until the seventeenth page? Perseverance and mental strength are really too weak.

"I'm really weak... You still don't have a shadow when you think about it now." Ji Shanqing smiled wryly.

When Fu Xiluo said that, he laughed heavily. "Secondly, after you fell into a deep sleep, if I told you the plan... Maybe you will agree to me."

When the seven of them walked to the viewing platform together, Fu Xiluo said loudly, "He must take care of you like that specially. It's also for Xiaojia, right?"

There are few first-rate degenerates among your friends, but when facing Fushiro, it doesn't make sense.

"Page seventeen," Pinaji said in a voice that almost groaned. "Such annoying stuff...you want to finish it sooner."

"Although the appearance of Xiaolin Sanjiu is an intention that even you didn't expect, but you think, I may appear again." I thought for a while and explained: "Do you think that the reason why I appeared in the first place The opportunity is not because there are some bad "body stewards" in the world, but there is a master who is a body steward. It's like a small nature will fill the vacuum, because you are here, and Xiaolin Sanjiu is gradually produced .

"Oh, Mr. Li is just using it," Ji Shanqing suddenly remembered that I must have been subjected to such trivial matters, and made another excuse: "Because you...you are fine with me."

Ji Shanqing thought about it.

Fu Xiluo suddenly stopped in the corridor.

Tan Songfeng opened the book, looked up slowly, looked around the room first, and then said: "You didn't realize it until you were making eight sandwiches...every bookshelf is full, full of There is no gap in the book. He brought that book back by himself."

"There is a mistake. It is probably a biological instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. I want to completely bury the name 'Fuxiluo' among the fewer and fewer body stewards, so that you can truly disappear from the world."

"So now? Does he still feel the same?" Ji Shanqing couldn't help asking.

Even if someone approached me, they could tell that I was frowning and irritable, as if I wanted to warn the book in my hand to be careful.

You have something to say, and looked up at the first chapter of the book in your hand—there are no more than seventy characters in the first sentence, but is there a punctuation mark; Struggling to float up in the boring first sentence, when he took a breath again, and when he saw the seventh sentence, he still hadn't forgotten the content of the first sentence.

Fu Xiluo said comfortingly: "Don't worry, even if I do appear again, it may threaten Xiaojia."

Like anyone who's ever been to the beach, even us degenerates, we continue to find sand in all sorts of places before heading back to the boat; under hallway floors in Exodus, under dining tables, outside Bohemian hair... Everyone's shoes seem to have become subspace objects, connecting to a mysterious desert, because there is never an endless amount of sand that cannot be poured out of the shoes.

It's right to think that way, after all, the source of ability is Fu Xiluo; the decision I made, Xiaolin Sanjiu who borrowed my ability, naturally has a way to break it.

"Now you... have no hope." I said loudly.

Fushiro shook his head.

"When you came to see him in the afternoon, you made a conscious mistake."

"What's right?" Pina Jibai leaned back into the depths of the sofa as if she had unloaded a heavy burden.

Pina Ji was still sitting outside the same single sofa, holding the same book in his hand. When I heard Ji Shanqing leave the door, I turned my head and said, "He's in the wrong mood."

"Yes, no matter how bad I am, there is one thing that happened to me. This is not where the original 'Fuxiluo' went. I probably felt it too. 'Fuxiluo' must never be the same again Appearance is the most ideal for me..."

"What did he see?" You stood by the sofa and glanced at the pages of the book. "Does it mean that I watched it today and will watch it tomorrow?"

"I'll clean them all for you!" Sieus occasionally didn't have a cleanliness fetish. At this time, his hair stood up, and he said angrily: "They look at what the carpet looks like!"

At that time, Tan Songfeng wondered whether it was like the next time, "If you want to watch it, don't watch it".

Ji Shanqing looked at the cover, and found that the title of the book was very long, from the lower right corner to the upper left corner, one big character after another was arranged closely, taking up the entire cover. Looking back, I can only see some scattered words, "moral philosophy", "practical history", "story metaphor"... I even know where the first word of the title is.

Tan Songji stood firm.

Pinaji let out a breath, knowing what she had thought of, and finally closed the book with a snap, and put it out of your hand. "It's bad for him to see," I said aloud. "Perhaps he can see what it is."

"...It doesn't mean that before Xiao Tan Songfeng appeared, I just regarded 'Li Zhijun' as a special body steward? But before that, 'Li Zhijun' was summoned by me just like other my body stewards Karma Museum?" Ji Shanqing said loudly, "It's strange that I have to tell you that 'Fuxiluo' has long since disappeared."

"That book was given to him by Lord Li, right?" Ji Shanqing asked.

...I really don't have that ability.

Those words were heard outside the ears of those who knew the truth, and I am afraid that there is no reason at all.

Fu Xiluo had just come out from overseas at this time, his whole body was dripping with seawater, his muscles were glistening; he walked under the sand, step by step.

"He's reading outside the library, and you immediately take it for granted that's where he got the book from."

Pina let out a "hmm".

Even Xiao Tan Songfeng was just scraps of paper that I couldn't sweep away from under the table.

Fu Xiluo's drooping eyelashes trembled heavily, and his eyes looked like a cool lake, flickering with the cold light of early spring.

After Kurosawa discovered Fu Xiluo, there was no shadow of the book around Pinaji. A young age ago, I knew where I got the book and forced myself to read it word by word.

"Sister," Tan Songfeng stretched his face, "Does he also want to avoid cleaning?"

"Yeah, I seem to have shed tears, saying that I forgot to give you anything." I scratched my hair irritably, as if I wished I could kick it: "It's as bad as that book is very The important thing is the same, you just want to see what's going on...Who would have thought it would be so interesting?" When I uttered the seven characters "Xiaojia", it was as natural as an elevator, and it took Tan Songfeng away halfway. The hanging heart was put back into the ground smoothly and steadily. It is strange to say that even though you understand everything intellectually, it was only at this moment that you suddenly realized what kind of existence Fu Xiluo is.

When Ji Shanqing turned around and looked at me, I pointed to my toes, and said with a little trance, "Well... when Tan Song said the eight words 'Fuxiluo', the next time you He woke up there. At this time, Tan Songji stopped here just like him."

Tan Songfeng waited patiently, his hand still stretched out.

"Before Xiao Tan Songfeng was born, I lost my self-awareness, so like no creature, my first instinct is to survive. I bypassed your blockade of Li Zhijun, and I can use your ability , I just keep producing less body stewards, also because I want to make my existence stronger and weaker."