OBS Chapter 547 Bronze [9 State Shrine] Stele Forest; "Shen Fuguang, will you feel bad?"
Chapter 547 Bronze [9 State Shrine] Stele Forest; "Shen Fuguang, will you feel bad?"
"Hey, don't move, you'll fall down."
Shen Fuguang stood up, held Chang Le's waist and put her back.
"You haven't answered yet..."
"Shhh."
Shen Fuguang put his finger to his lips, looked at her with bright eyes, and said:
"My dear, I only have one answer. But do you have such feelings for me?"
Chang Le was stunned.
Shen Fuguang kissed her forehead gently: "I'll wait for you to think it through before asking me again."
The temperature of memory fades, and the person on the tree turns into flying clouds in the baptism of time.
Chang Le didn't know when a thin mist appeared in front of his eyes.
She smiled and said, "I've thought it through."
The autumn wind blows through the withered and flourishing trees, making a rustling sound.
Chang Le walked forward, came to the edge of the pond, and called out: "Cat, I'm back."
"Wow--"
The water in the pool surged, and a huge figure broke out of the water.
Although huge, it was like a fish swimming in and out of water, without any splash, and its four furry paws landed lightly on the ground.
This is a cat, a three-tailed cat that is nearly three meters long.
The fur is mainly snow-white, with pure black like a domineering tattoo, with two touches of color on the back and both sides of the body.
It has three tails that are over one meter long, two of which are pure black, and one is snow-white. Among the black and white, only a pair of eyes are transparent green.
Chang Le looked up at it: "Cat."
The giant cat made a baby-like sound, lowered its huge head and gently pressed it against Chang Le's face.
Maomao is the guardian beast of the core area of the forest. Fu Guang brought her here before and met it. For some reason, Maomao is very close to Chang Le, so when she is depressed, she always brings food to Maomao.
Chang Le didn’t know whether the cat was an alien species, a demon, or an intelligent beast. He only knew that the cat had lived for a long time.
"Mao Mao" is not a breed, it's its name.
Shen Fuguang said that "Maomao" had a partner, a tabby cat named "Gougou".
At that time, Chang Le heard these two names: (O_o)??
I don’t know who the cat’s original owner is. He was so creative in giving it these two names.
Chang Le stroked the cat and said to it, "I want to go in."
The cat rubbed against her for a while, then took two steps back, raised its front foot and stepped forward, and a dark door slowly rose under the withered tree.
Chang Le waved to Maomao and walked in.
This is the entrance to the [Dragon Tomb Secret Realm].
The cat is guarding the gate.
A few months ago, Chang Le was still wondering how to enter the [Dragon Tomb Secret Realm], but now she knows.
No methods are needed. At least, she doesn't need any methods.
She only had to walk in here and the door would open to her.
"Boom-"
The deep and distant sound of the Hongzhong and Dalu bells echoed in my ears.
Chang Le opened his eyes.
In front of me is a ten-meter-high bronze archway-style building, rusty and mottled like dried blood. On both sides are two Kirin doorposts, with their eyes wide open and their majesty still as strong as ever.
The cold wind whistled in from the door, the sound was deep, majestic, and like a dragon's roar.
This bronze building that resembled a memorial arch seemed to have been blown alive by the wind, and the sand on the plaque above was wiped away, revealing a few large golden characters:
【Jiuzhou Shrine】.
The dragon vein lies in the Middle Earth, the Middle Earth civilization coexists with the dragon, and the dragon energy breeds and nourishes the Nine Provinces. The end of the Nine Provinces is the dragon tomb.
Chang Le gently stroked the bronze archway. The hidden and complex carvings were invisible to the naked eye and could only be felt by the fingers.
Looking inside, it's a completely different world.
The yellow sand from the desert Gobi is spread out to form the desolate earth, the star map of the universe is spread out to form the mysterious and strange sky, the galaxy is hanging upside down, hanging down from the horizon, and condensing into countless flowing silver rivers in the yellow sand.
Countless silver rivers interweave, like totems from ancient civilization, surrounding the stacked forest of steles in the distance.
As far as the eye can see, there are forests of tombstones all over the mountains.
At the top of the forest of steles, the stone tablet in the middle is like a divine pillar reaching the sky. The stone tablet is carried by a Ba Xia statue, with a pair of Fu Xi coiled on the top. The Milky Way and the stone tablet are facing each other in the distance, and the words on the stone tablet are like flowing gold.
Chang Le's gaze fell directly on a tombstone right below the huge stone tablet. Even though it was a thousand meters away, the tombstone was pitifully small, but she still felt palpitations.
Chang Le held on to the bronze archway to keep his balance.
That is Shen Fuguang’s tombstone.
The scene before me was exactly the cemetery and forest of stele that had appeared in my nightmares many times.
Her feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and the air seemed to have never been so thin. Chang Le didn't know how she walked under this forest of stele, but she knew she must have been in a very miserable state.
Ten meters, only ten meters away from the tombstone in the middle, but it was the longest ten meters Chang Le had ever walked.
Chang Le's legs had completely lost their strength and her breathing had become completely irregular. She took three steps forward with all her might and finally steady herself by holding onto the cold tombstone.
She held onto the tombstone, but her body could no longer hold on and she fell to the ground, leaning against it. She leaned against the tombstone, as if she had used up all her courage and strength.
It's eerily quiet here.
There was only the sound of the stars in the sky falling to the ground.
Chang Le sat there for a long time leaning against the tombstone in a daze. Finally, he mustered up his courage, raised his hand tremblingly, and very carefully placed it on the dent in the tombstone, from top to bottom, without missing a single word.
——Shen, Fu, Guang, Zhi, Tomb.
Chang Le's heart suddenly ached so much that she had to lower her head, curl up her body, and press her chest to breathe. She tried desperately to breathe, and every breath seemed to carry the smell of blood.
The pain is like a tsunami. You think you are prepared, but it is in vain.
"Ugh..." Chang Le trembled in pain, his nails digging into his folded hands.
At this moment, she felt very clearly that Shen Fuguang was dead and gone!
The one who pulled her out of the pale and desperate world and raised her into a rose in the normal world,
No more!
Chang Le opened her mouth in pain, she wanted to cry!
But! Why! Can’t I cry? !
Chang Le dug his choking throat until it bled, but he still didn't make a single cry, not even a whimper or a sob!
She was clearly in so much pain that she was about to die, but her eyes were just sore and she couldn't shed a single tear.
She clung tightly to the tombstone, scratching her neck in panic, her lips already bitten, and her tentacles whistled out of her body at some point, reveling in a world filled with the smell of the underworld.
The tentacles surged out like an overwhelming force, passing through the cracks in the tombstones, like a tsunami of overflowing pain.
But the person at the center of the pain couldn't even cry.
Chang Le was in so much pain that he almost lost all strength. He collapsed under the tombstone, his thin back with dried blood leaning against the tombstone, as if the man was still standing behind him.
She couldn't cry, so she could only laugh.
I don't know why I was laughing, I just wanted to make some sound to prove that I was really, really in pain.
……
"Look, I am now,
I can't even cry anymore.
I won't cry anymore.
Why don't you come back and teach me again?
Shen Fuguang, I'm in so much pain...
Will you feel sad?
Fu Guang,
I suddenly felt that
It's like... I've never hugged you.
I really
I'm really going crazy.
tomorrow,
Why is it still so long? "
——"Chaos Essay" by Chang Le
11.6, midnight, Dragon Tomb.
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