The puppets' stage play

Chapter 370 Orioles flying all over the sky

“As we all know, things like ‘words’ vary from one place to another.”

Black, chaotic lines stacked on top of each other.

"Based on culture, tradition, and experience, even a single word has its own unique meaning. How to master the local words in a short time is the first question that many outsiders have to think about when they first come to the world."

The black figure wearing a 'mask' whispered in front, spitting out dust-like mist from its wide open mouth. What is that?

It cannot be understood.

Holding down the trembling wrist, he quietly observed the surroundings, one after another, the blackened figures, their shapes may change, but they were all the same...frightening.

Where is this place?

It cannot be understood.

Ah, look here!

"Angela, calm down, at least here, relax a little."

"..." The girl lowered her head and remained silent, while the four Buta sisters who had always been by her side disappeared from here, leaving only Angela sitting alone by the window.

People in the same classroom had complicated hearts. Although they understood each other's origins,... it was in a form they did not expect. Thinking of the turbulent voice of the Federation outside, they couldn't help but feel a trace of emotion in their hearts. mercy.

Zhou Tao shook his head in his heart and his eyes became firm again. At least here, he would not let others disturb the other person who was just a child.

"In response to that situation, the Academy of Sciences conducted a lot of research and finally found something." He calmed down and started talking again. This was also his responsibility as a teacher.

Qi Xiu glanced at the other person, then looked away, continuing to listen to Zhou Tao's words.

"Literacy was originally a crude technique used in a certain world to quickly record, but a certain researcher noticed something strange. After careful observation, he came to a certain conclusion."

Zhou Tao's face became serious, and his voice became more majestic as he faced everyone's gaze.

"The art of reading and writing, also read as the door of universal reflection, is essentially to analyze something and record its original posture. In other words, in this unconscious analysis, the practitioner has actually mastered it. All."

Zhou Tao's eyes were slightly bright, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

"It's just based on the laws of the world. After remembering at the microsecond level, the caster forgets the knowledge he has mastered again, and can only use his own memory to 'recall' the content he has mastered."

The man's body stood upright, like a tall and tall tree. Under that mellow voice, people couldn't help but cheer for the former researcher.

“Through ‘recording’ and then ‘mastering’, this is the power of knowledge.”

Qi Xiu nodded heavily, feeling a little excited in his heart.

Among the excited crowd, only the black-haired girl lowered her head, as if she had nothing to do with him. Qi Xiu couldn't help but glance over there. Faintly, he seemed to see a flash of light in her gray eyes. .....fear.

"..." His expression couldn't help but be startled.

The girl seemed to be curled up, and her body looked extremely small. She was a lonely figure who had to sail alone even if there was a violent storm on the sea.

Facing the dim sky, the boat gradually disappeared.

"..." He raised his fingers and touched his chest, and the sound of his heart beating kept coming. It was a fluctuation with the breath of life, which was proof that he was still alive in this world. .

He put down his hand and stopped looking over there.

"In the world of Nanlike, there is a country that lives in huge carapace. They call themselves the Naxi people. They have beautiful and fragile porcelain white bodies. When they touch their fingers, they will make a crisp sound. However, the Naxi people are extremely hospitable."

At the dinner table, Wu Cheng, who looked excited, recounted his experiences on the mission. After ruling out some too dark events, he told the two children some stories that he found interesting.

"Well, white porcelain skin..." Tang Qianyi touched the back of her hand. Although it was delicate skin, it was not particularly fair. Her face couldn't help but show a complicated look.

"It's hard to imagine." Qi Xiu shook his head, his eyes full of confusion. Could such a person really be alive?

"Just like forging, from cork to steel, the Naxi people also have their own unique cultivation methods. In addition to pursuing beauty, they will also improve the strength of their bodies. Well, it is indeed very hard."

Wu Cheng's eyes twitched, remembering the painful experience at that time.

The few people who had to fight the Naxi people because they were freeloaders, Wu Cheng's fingers moved slightly, and he could even recall the hardness. For this reason, he and others had to 'live' there for a while.

"Let's not mention this, let's talk about the 'Zen Huang Youjian' later. It is a rumored room that can only be entered but not exited. From the people around it, we learned that there are many powerful people after death hidden in it. bequest."

Wu Cheng ignored these contents lightly and talked about the interesting levels.

"In a boat that is constantly leaking water, flying across the boundless turbid current, ringing the bell on the lighthouse."

"Chased by a swarm of insects the size of a human head, the road is filled with dusty potholes and ends in a narrow passage that only allows one person to pass."

"Falling high in the deserted sky, with the pointed stone forest below and low-howling vultures lingering in the air."

Wu Cheng had a nostalgic smile on his face. Although it sounded dangerous, it was quite an interesting experience now that he thought about it.

"Water leakage..." Tang Qianyi showed resistance. She didn't like water very much.

"Falling in the air." Qi Xiu muttered this word and tried to simulate the scene in his mind.

Then, the two of them looked at Wucheng, remembering that the other party said that only one person could pass through the narrow passage, and asked with some trepidation: "Uncle, how did you get there."

Thinking of the possible teammates around their uncle, the two of them suddenly felt uneasy and timid, fearing that the other party would tell them that they had used some clandestine means to survive.

In that case, although the two people understand in their hearts, they will still feel unable to let go, and they may not be able to look at each other directly for a long time.

"What are you thinking about? Is uncle like that?" Wu Cheng's eyes widened, and then a soft smile appeared on his face.

"Teammates are very important. In the journey to another world, people from the same place are the only partners you can trust. If there are really people who abandon their teammates for their own survival..." Wu Cheng's His eyes became serious.

"I absolutely cannot forgive that kind of guy. Even if we are not hostile to each other, I will still scold him." Wu Cheng nodded solemnly. Obviously, an affectionate person like him cannot accept that kind of behavior.

"The same goes for you, you have to trust your teammates." With a warning tone, Wu Chengyu said earnestly.

The two nodded in understanding.

"Oh, about the people who passed through the narrow passage before..." Wu Cheng changed the topic and his tone became deeper. His black eyes looked at the two people, and a trace of black energy seemed to appear on his face.

The two tried to stay calm and looked at each other.

"Of course it's everyone. We used the tunnel to kill all those damn bugs." Wu Cheng's tone became brisk, and the meaning revealed in his words made the two of them relax and completely relax.

Looking at the two of them, Wu Cheng smiled proudly.

The conversation continued, and the three of them laughed heartily amidst the hilarity and laughter. This makeshift family suddenly seemed extremely warm at the moment.

It must be like this tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and beyond, the boy prayed sincerely.

The girl covered her mouth and chuckled, then turned her eyes slightly and became blurry. Recalling the previous conversation with her master, she gritted her teeth and blocked the sigh that was about to come out of her mouth.

She had to make a decision on her own. A bright red flashed in her black eyes, and then dissipated.

Wu Cheng, who was a little thirsty after talking, reached out to grab the kettle and wanted to pour it, but found that there was not much water left. He stood up and went to the kitchen on the side.

"I'm going to get some water, and you two should have some rest first." He ordered, and then walked away.

Qi Xiu and Tang Qian Yi looked at each other, and then continued to discuss the stories they had heard before.

Wu Cheng leaned against the wall, listening to the sounds coming from outside, and a smile of relief appeared on his face.

"That's great." He sighed softly.

Suddenly, his expression paused, and he stretched out his right wrist. A black pattern popped up on it, and messages were sent into his heart.

"It's a new mission. It feels faster this time. I wonder what kind of medicine there is in the new world... I'll ask Anri about it later." The man muttered to himself and quickly decided on his next itinerary. .

After a while, the water was collected, and he stood up and walked to the back, where he started talking to the two of them again.

White smoke rose up and hit the wall.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

A series of heart-wrenching coughs suddenly sounded. The woman who was half leaning against the wall gasped for breath to suppress the strangeness in her body. Sweat dropped from her forehead, leaving a pool of water on the ground.

Holding on to the wall and sitting on the seat with her extremely weak body, the woman breathed a sigh of relief.

Raising her trembling wrist, the elegant woman opened her eyes, her eyes becoming determined.

"We have to hurry up. This body can't be delayed for too long. If that's the case, then let me be the villain."

The old fairy, Yu Huizhi made up her mind, and then she looked at the location of a certain city, where her most cherished disciple existed.

Da da da.

Outside the door, Xianfeng shouted and wanted to rush in.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha." Sharp and manic laughter hovered around, the originally delicate face turned ferocious, and the eyes covered with madness looked arrogantly in all directions.

"You are all my servants. If you dare to interfere with me again, you will all die!"

With murderous intent in her eyes, Saint Feste sneered, ignored the panicked crowd, held her head high, and left directly from here.

Among the people serving, the girl with purple-red hair curled her lips and looked to the side with her leaf-like eyes. The woman with pink hair looked up, her pink eyes showing no emotion at all and not caring about the scene at all. care about the commotion.

"It's so boring." She muttered quietly, her pale yellow eyes once again glanced at the place where the idol had left. She lowered her head, her eyes filled with dissatisfaction.

"It's boring," she whispered again.

Yan Shaoyao shook her head in her heart. The madness in Feist's heart grew day by day. In the past, she could rely on her own authority to suppress the other party, but now, even with her, the other party would ignore her.

Among the existing idol-related people, probably only Kira and Lao Yong could make her sober briefly.

‘It’s no longer possible. ’ So, very simply, she came to the conclusion.

After all, for active idols, the longer they are in service, the closer the connection with the 'barrier' will be, and the more affected they will be by the other party. If the three of them are together, they may be able to support it until the end of the later period, but there is only one person if......

Yan Shaoyao turned around and walked away. That was Qila's business and she would not get involved.

Turning the corner, his body turned, and sure enough, Yan Shaoyao raised his eyes and saw a figure squatting at the corner, trembling all over, with a look of horror on his face, and his eyes looking around with fear.

What a downfall, she whispered in her mind.

"It doesn't matter, I will be by your side." Feist trembled, and then raised her helpless eyes. In front of her eyes was Yan Shaoyao as usual, and her eyes couldn't help but moisten.

"Sister Shaoyao..." She cried, hugging the latter without any image, sobbing like a child.

"It's okay, it's okay." Yan Shaoyao's expression was calm, and he just stroked the other person's hair quietly, with no waves in his eyes, just like looking at a child who was about to die.

This is not sobriety, but "infancy" in a state of collapse.

It was time to graduate. She looked into the distance, feeling neither sad nor happy.

The sun is always rising, but the people below are constantly changing.

Under the same sky, a girl looked up and stared at the sky.

"How do you feel now?" A slightly cold voice came from behind.

She turned around hurriedly, her blue hair, which was slightly darker than the color of the sky, turned along her body, her fluffy hair bounced up, and she looked at the person with a pair of pale white eyes.

"Elder Aluis." The girl's face was full of respect, and there was nothing wrong with her posture or tone.

But Aluis still stared at the girl in front of him, his light blue eyes seemed to be examining something.

The girl's expression was still humble, but her body couldn't help but become stiff in response to that gaze.

"Sally, you are a smart person, so I ignored your attempts to use the Son of God in the past, and only expelled those who made mistakes and those who were willing to take responsibility."

Aluis moved his eyes away, and turned to look at the flowers on the side, which were delicate and beautiful white flowers with dewdrops flowing on their petals. Sally lowered her eyes and stood silently.

"The Buta family is closer to the Nolen family than the family where little Beilu originally belonged. Originally, your status was higher than hers. However, it turned out that you sisters served far lower than the family. People who are related to you.”

"..." Sally stood silently.

"I can tell that you have resentment." Aluis glanced at the other person, and then said calmly.

Sally, who has always held a dominant position among the sisters, has never spoken. Perhaps this is her default.

"That's why I chose you, a sober and smart person."

Aluis turned his back and walked out into the distance.

"Keep doing it well, 'Son of God'."

Ruo's pointed words came from afar, and the silver-haired old man gradually left here.

Sally Ye stood expressionless. She lowered her gaze. Under her body was the flowerbed that she had been caring for since she came here. She curved her mouth, lifted up her white shoes, and then dropped them.

Bang.

The crushed petals were scattered everywhere. The girl's face was crimson, her eyes were blurred, and a hint of gold appeared in her eyes.

It was not a bright golden color as bright as the sun, but a rusty gold that seemed to have a film on it.

However, compared to Belusa, who only showed her golden eyes once at the beginning, it was obvious that the latter was more in line with the definition of a 'son of God'. Therefore, Sally moved into the center of the manor.

"I am the 'Son of God'." She whispered, and then, the laughter that could no longer be suppressed rose up in the manor.

This is the second Son of God.