Northeast Treasure Rat

The vast wilderness, surrounded by dark colors, on the edge of the ancient city full of natural meaning, corpses are piled up to form an indestructible defense line, the corpses sit quietly, facing the city, the wings are half closed, the pure white wings are not stained with dust, pure as the blue sky after the rain The first white cloud that appeared.

Outside the city, such white clouds quietly fall into the mountains and fields, forming one piece, the whole city is like a city in the sky rooted in pure white clouds, with white feathers as wings, you can travel the infinite world and bathe in the bright sunshine.Even if it is now in darkness, the wings are still pure white, even if the wings are half closed, but one day they can spread their wings again, soar upwards, and stand tall in the sky again.

Green grass fluttered beside the wings, and the corpse was carefully arranged with slender blades of grass, without letting go of any mess.Between the hearts of the clover grass, the gold is the halo, and the emerald green is the heart, exuding a gentle light, like a miniature lantern, embellished with playful hope colors on the pure white wings, and the pure white wings are gentle Under the tolerance of this vibrant emerald green color, at this moment, the shamrock, which has always given people the image of worrying parents, changed its identity, making people feel for the first time that this little shamrock is actually just an unborn child. Grown up children, but their fragility and coquettishness are only slightly revealed in front of the Xuanqiu clan.Between the mountains and fields outside the city, the green light clusters fluttered up and down, looking so busy.

Shu Xun and the others had already walked to the side of the water curtain, and the pouring rainwater poured down like a flood, fell into the spacious drainage ditch made of bluestone, and continued to rush to the distance.Passing through the waterfall, a few people arrived in the wilderness outside the city. A sense of coolness rose above the ground. Corpses can be seen all over the mountains and plains. A clover grass is flying next to each corpse. The clover grass is familiar with the way. The corpse of the Qiu family did not leave in a hurry, but rubbed against the cheek or palm of the corpse with nostalgia.

Shu Xun and the others dispersed, checked the surroundings, and the corpses everywhere, but Meng Moyu and Ye Jian did not touch the corpses of the Xuanqiu clan, because whenever they approached the corpses, there would be a three-pointed star next to them. Ye Qingcao was staring at it, and even shook the blade of grass that had sharpened into a sharp edge threateningly. The meaning was quite clear, if you dare to touch it, don't blame me for being rude.

Of course, except for Shu Xun, who walked through the dense corpses and finally stopped in front of the petite clover. Sitting cross-legged in front of him was a young man whose face had not faded, unlike other corpses. , the boy's eyes were opened, and a pair of faint black pupils quietly watched Xuanqiu City not far away. Under the care of the clover grass, the boy did not see a trace of embarrassment, even lifelike, his eyes still fixed on Xuanqiu City The reflection of him, with a smile on his lips, that smile is full of pride and warmth, the warmth seems to dispel the desolate death all over the place.

Shu Xun raised his hand and lightly touched the young man's shoulder. Seeing that the clover did not stop him, he continued to examine the corpse in front of him. The young man's corpse seemed to be intact, but there were still scars on his body and his clothes were damaged. The healed wound has been wrapped and bandaged with clover leaves, and the damaged clothes have been mended by the filaments of the grass stems. The repaired clothes are like new clothes, and Shu Xun didn't notice it at first glance.

Shu Xun checked the other corpses around him, and found that except for the young man, the other corpses had no signs of battle, and they were all in good condition. They looked like they had died without any resistance for a moment. In the end of winter, those Weishi citizens who died in an instant in a large number of Weishi.

Meng Moyu obviously had nothing to gain. There was nothing but corpses and land in the wilderness, and there was no information about the invaders. It was completely impossible to guess the reason why a large number of Xuanqiu people died here. Surrounding the city of Xuanqiu, It was obvious that he was guarding the city to prevent invasion, but everything in front of him seemed to have gone through a war without a trace. Regarding this situation, Meng Moyu suddenly felt a little emotional. "It would be nice to see what happened."

But this is obviously unrealistic. This world is not based on science, there is no possibility of film and television recording, and Shu Xun has no magic weapon to go back in time.Shu Xun suddenly remembered the holographic image recorder that Meng Moyu had said was filled with extreme despair. "Is there any instrument that can detect mood swings? If the game sets hidden tasks, such auxiliary instruments should be used."

Meng Moyu's eyes lit up, and he took out several crystal chips from the system backpack, and then scattered the chips around. After a while, the arrangement was completed, and then he took out several round transparent patches. "Emotional sensing collection analyzer, here is a synchronous sensing sticker, stick it on the forehead, you can feel the emotions around you, do you want to use it? If you don't use it, the instrument can also analyze, but no matter how intelligent the instrument is, it can't completely translate people's emotions .”

Shu Xun took the round induction sticker and stuck it on his forehead. "Naturally." Meng Moyu, Lingyang, and Ye Jian also posted the sensory stickers, and Dafu and Xiaofu quietly stood beside them, watching their movements.

Meng Moyu confirmed with a few people before starting the device. After all, emotions can directly affect the mental body, and the planet's environment is complex, so this move was a bit rash.After getting the consent of several people, Meng Moyu activated the instrument.

The moment the surrounding chips lit up, a lot of noisy emotions swarmed in. Fortunately, the mental strength of several people was excellent, and with the passage of time, the emotions had weakened, and several people only felt a little pain in the head.The three of them and one fish closed their eyes, carefully feeling and distinguishing the captured emotions.

Despair, struggle, bloody, madness, fighting, resistance, protection, faith, death, gratification, pride, moving, and finally the eternal hope...

Even if there is no picture, there seems to be a holy war in front of everyone's eyes, a battle with Xuanqiu's survival as the bet, without swords, lights, swords, beacons, or even bloody but extremely tragic wars of extermination. The invaders are extremely powerful, The Guardians fought desperately.

In the end, strong emotions interweave each other into a huge net at the cost of their lives, which nets the world outside the city and the footsteps of the intruders, forming an invisible city wall, standing outside the city, indestructible, The year is immortal.

In addition, there was an extremely strong emotion fluctuating and jumping, which was clearly conveyed to several people. This emotion was so vivid and distinct that even without instrumental analysis, several people already understood that it came from Clover. Emotion, that is the deep unresolved distress and deep attachment that cannot be eliminated, like a child who has lost his parents, crying and shouting at a loss, and finally grows rapidly, continuing to guard a city with his three flexible leaves, Guard the corpses scattered around the city.

After a long time, Shu Xun took off the sensor sticker, and then took a deep breath, but felt that those emotions still filled his heart and could not be easily erased.Meng Moyu and the others also took off the sensor stickers, and they also didn't speak. The silence lasted for a long time, and everyone's emotions gradually calmed down.

Shu Xun's voice remained the same, but his eyes were stained with indelible sadness and regret. "In addition to guarding himself, Xuanqiu is also guarding the city behind him. The intruder must have appeared in a mental state. According to the picture of Xuanqiu's resting place, although Xuanqiu has evolved to the point where he can leave his body for a short time, But the mental body is still immature, so there is no power to fight, and it will eventually be destroyed. This is also the reason why the corpses outside the city are well preserved, and the young man may not be able to separate the mental body from the body, so there will be wounds on his body. What are you laughing at? Laughing so confidently and proudly?"

Following Shu Xun's voice, everyone's eyes turned to the position of the petite clover. The clover was quietly falling on the young man's shoulder. Seeing that everyone focused their attention on the young man, he immediately shook himself proudly. leaves.

"Have words been written here? But it's too blurry." When everyone was thinking about the juncture, Dafu flapped his wings and landed in front of the corpse of the young man. The intermittent strokes, as if someone had written something here, but with the erosion of the years, the handwriting has been gradually worn away by time.

Seeing this, Meng Moyu led Lingyang to the boy's side, and gently pushed aside the grass with his hands to make Lingyang's vision clearer.Lingyang frowned and looked at it for a long time, but still couldn't make out the badly damaged handwriting, and signaled Meng Moyu to bring himself closer, so Meng Moyu held Lingyang by the end of her tail and hung Lingyang upside down. Over the grass.

Ling Yang straightened her small body, bent her small body into a U shape, folded her arms around her chest, and stared at Meng Moyu speechlessly, obviously very dissatisfied with the way Meng Moyu carried her.

Meng Moyu looked puzzled. "How about I carry the fish head?"

Lingyang "..."

In the end, Lingyang snorted coldly, looked down at the messy handwriting under the grass, looked at it for a long time, and finally slapped two chubby hands helplessly. "The handwriting is too blurry to make out at all, and the strokes of this character look weak and crooked, so it's really hard to read."

Before everyone could be disappointed in the future, Lingyang was slapped on the forehead by the immature blade of grass that stretched out at an unknown time, Lingyang immediately covered her little head, and turned her head to stare at the petite clover grass suspiciously. "What did you film me for? Can you recognize it?"

Lingyang was just a little dazed by the beating, obviously didn't understand why he was being beaten, and the words were just subconsciously said, but the clover grass floated off the boy's shoulders and landed quietly in front of the boy, those covered with handwriting The green grass leaves seemed to have a sense, and they fell down spontaneously, exposing the ground.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, the petite clover grass stretched out a leaf of its own, and then placed it at the beginning of the messy handwriting, and then began to write crookedly, the exact same handwriting, without any difference, restored the handwriting, It turns out that what Lingyang said was weak and weak, that's how it came about.

The petite Clover was still seriously engraving the handwriting on the ground, and Lingyang quietly translated what Clover wrote:

I can't shield you from the wind and rain, and I can't accompany you to fight the enemy, but I can protect the little last you in the heart of green grass, and I will accompany you with my three leaves, one piece to protect Xuanqiu City, one piece to protect you, and one piece to protect you. Bathe in the sun, in your name, thrive, where I am, the Xuanqiu will never die, the grass is small, but the wood spirit can be controlled, when I grow up, I will bring you back.