Games with fairies

"It's back again..."

A murmur came from Yan Xiaoru's mouth.

I haven't been back here for many years since I left home when I was young.

Everything she saw before her eyes was not much different from when she left.

A strange white fog spread over the sea, blocking the view of the sea.

Standing on the coast, she could only see clearly the water three or four meters away from the shore.

There seemed to be fish swimming under the cold water.

There are many large and small holes on the fine-gravel beach, and some strange sea animals hide in the small holes on the beach.

Yan Xiaoru stood on the beach, lost in thought for a long time. The salty sea breeze rushed towards her face. She seemed to have returned to the night when she was a child. In Aunt Su's arms, she was anxiously alert to everything around her. It seemed that disaster would happen at any time. And monsters jump out of the darkness...

But that was a long time ago.

Shaking her head violently, Yan Xiaoru shook her childhood thoughts out of her mind.

She squinted her eyes and looked at the foggy sea in front of her, and her eyes quickly became clear.

"No matter how many times I see it, the fog is disturbing."

Yan Xiaoru, who no longer thought about it, squatted down and gently pressed her hand on the beach.

She didn't do anything, she just buried her palms in the gravel quietly.

But the seawater in front of her felt something and was surging violently.

The sound of rushing water approached quickly in the sea.

Finally, a strange boat made of bones rose from the water and stopped quietly in the water three or four meters away from the shore.

When the white mist surged toward the boat, it seemed to hit an invisible wall. The strange boat made of bones seemed to repel the mysterious white mist.

Yan Xiaoru flew up and landed on the bone boat.

The next second, the paddles at both ends of the bone boat began to swing out of thin air.

Amid the turbulence of the sea, this empty skeletal boat carried Yan Xiaoru towards the depths of the mist.

The vast coastline quickly disappeared behind her, obscured by the rolling fog behind her.

But Yan Xiaoru didn't look back, she just looked ahead quietly.

The sound of the oars stirring the water seemed a bit harsh on the calm sea.

After such a sound spread, it seemed to attract uninvited guests in the sea.

After leaving the coastline far away, the bone boat was still moving at high speed on the sea, but there were vaguely strange black shadows swimming in the cold water.

Those black shadows resemble fish swimming in the sea, but their ugly and weird shapes are completely different from the fish that people know.

The bone boat was still moving forward at a high speed in the sea, and the bone paddles hit the cold sea surface arrogantly and forcefully, causing a harsh sound of splashing water.

But Yan Xiaoru, who was standing on the boat with her hands behind her hands, just stared in front of her indifferently, paying no attention to the strange things underwater.

And those dark shadows swimming underwater did not dare to get close to this weird boat. They just swam around the water splashing behind the bone boat from a distance.

Amidst the harsh sound of water splash, the bone boat traveled an extremely long distance on the sea.

Finally, the shadow of land slowly emerged in the fog ahead.

The next second, the bone ship suddenly stopped.

This weird bone boat washed up directly on the beach, carrying Yan Xiaoru to a sunny island with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

Although white mist surges on the misty sea, this island is as sunny as a paradise.

In the clear blue sky, the blazing sun hangs high in the center of the blue sky, and the fog surrounding the island is inaccessible and excluded.

Yan Xiaoru jumped up from the bone boat and flew directly to the buildings on the island with the escape light.

On this beautiful and spiritual island, there are many palaces, houses, bamboo gardens, and peach groves scattered around.

On the highest peak of the island, there is even a huge metal sculpture standing a hundred feet high.

The huge metal creation composed of countless rings and star models has countless ancient spells and characters engraved on it to calculate the trajectory of the stars in the sky.

It was one of the treasures of Tianji Pavilion in the past, and now it is still running in the sunshine.

But this time Yan Xiaoru came back looking for something else.

Without even looking at it, she flew past the huge metal creation and landed in a library in the mountains.

The stream flows outside the library, and several two-foot-tall metal giants are slowly mowing the grass.

These metal giants showed no reaction to Yan Xiaoru's arrival.

She had an unimpeded journey and entered the library directly.

The dazzling bookshelves are filled with knowledge and ancient books passed down from generation to generation in Tianji Pavilion.

Yan Xiaoru stood by the door and thought for a long time, trying hard to recall the information related to the prophecy.

Finally, she chose a direction and walked into the library.

"...It seems to be here."

Yan Xiaoru whispered softly and started rummaging through the dense bookshelves.

Yan Xiaoru dug out the dusty ancient books from the remote stacks and began to compare them one by one.

However, she rejected it all.

Each ancient book was thrown away by Yan Xiaoru in frustration, and automatically flew back to its original position on the bookshelf.

And during such a long and boring search, the sky outside the library gradually changed from bright sunshine to sunset.

After a while, the moon filled the sky and the stars twinkled.

Starlight and moonlight fell on the courtyard outside the library. The metal giants slowly sat down, motionless like stone statues, and fell into a deep sleep.

Inside the library pavilion, it was even quieter.

Besides the sound of turning books as Yan Xiaoru kept flipping through the bookshelf, there was only the sound of the flowing stream in the library.

In such a quiet night, Yan Xiaoru gradually became irritable.

She flipped through the bookshelves in her memory, but she could not find the ancient book related to the prophecy.

She clearly remembered that the book was nearby.

Did I remember it wrong?

Yan Xiaoru thought with some annoyance, began to recall, and tried to look at other bookshelves.

Could it be on other bookshelves?

Yan Xiaoru took two steps and began to look on other bookshelves.

Books were opened and discarded one by one by her, and then...

"Hmm? This book..."

Standing in front of a remote bookshelf that she had never been to, Yan Xiaoru looked at the empty space on the bookshelf, and her pupils suddenly shrank.

There is an empty space on this bookshelf!

But all the books in this library are under a spell, and they will automatically fly back to their original positions.

Now there is a book missing here, and there is only one possibility.

That is, this book has been taken away and has not been returned yet.

But the books in the library can't be taken out of the island.

Yan Xiaoru turned around suddenly and looked at the silent library behind her.

There couldn't be any living people on this island. Except for her and Aunt Su, all the people in Tianji Pavilion died. She saw Aunt Su burying other people with her own eyes.

But now...

Yan Xiaoru suddenly felt a chill on her back.

Because she heard a clear sound of footsteps outside the library.

Something was coming towards her!