The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

Dazzling golden light, what is more dazzling than the golden light is the stern light of the dagger and long knife out of the sheath, Wen Zheliu pulled out the dagger, and He Qin's blades rushed over to frame the closet from left to right, and also locked the people inside .

The whole room was bright as day in an instant, Du Zijun threw out the enchantment, and in time to shrink the light to a square inch, heard Zheliu's jacket flying, He Qin's robe sleeves fluttered like bird wings, and the moment the knife fell in his hand, the two of them They all stopped.

——Bean-sized teardrops, like rain, rolled down from the girl's blue eyes, soaking the magnificent silk clothing underneath her body.

She shrank, her blond hair was softer and brighter than the flowing brocade spread out in the closet, she had a truly alluring appearance, and her flower-like lips seemed to hold a whole blooming spring in her mouth.

... Theresa.

But it doesn't seem to be Saint Teresa.

She just looked at them like this, dumbfounded, her blue pupils were like clear mirrors reflecting the sky, but there was no fear, no timidity, only tears rolling down her plain white cheeks.

"My name is Shengzi," she said softly, "I'm really sorry for hiding here without authorization."

Wen Zheliu stared at her suspiciously, and He Qin's blade froze for a moment. Golden light continuously radiated from Celesa, the Holy Son, like real sunlight, with refreshing warmth.Xie Yuanyuan approached cautiously from behind and said in surprise: "Ceresa?!"

Shengzi blinked her thick eyelashes, turned to look at him, and retorted clearly: "My name is not Seresa, I am called Shengzi."

Wen Zheliu slowly retracted the dagger, and He Qin also slowly retracted the knife, only holding it with his thumb.The appearance of the girl in front of them was exactly the same as that of Teresa in the sixth world, but they didn't feel any evil and strange aura. She was as clean as a handful of snow or a beam of light, like a pure child, impenetrable Fear, also cannot learn to hate.

"You are..." Wen Zheliu opened his mouth, only to realize that his voice was hoarse, "...the grand husband of Abo Qiyuan."

"I ran away." The Holy Son said frankly, without any concealment, "They locked me in the tower and didn't let me do my own thing."

Du Zijun frowned, and said in a low voice, "No wonder there was so much commotion tonight... So what is she, another variant of the Holy Nun?"

No wonder he would think so, with the poison-hating and crazy black nun in front, this "holy son" with the same appearance is like a purified version of Theresa, without the slightest aggression.

"How did you get in?" He Qin simply sat on the floor in front of her, spreading out the summer flowers on his coat.

The Holy Son looked at him and said softly, "That's how I came in. I hid in a ghost box, and he carried me far, far away, and then came here."

Saying it means not saying it.

Wen Zheliu also sat down, and asked, "Then how did you hide in the ghost's box?"

Shengzi tilted her head and thought for a moment. She is really a beautiful girl. Not only her eyebrows are light platinum, but her long eyelashes are as bright and hazy as the snow in the northern country, surrounded by innocent and clear blue pupils, and her long golden hair is like Spreading out like running water, the wardrobe is colorful, and an inch of precious fabrics of a hundred gold can only be reduced to flowers that reflect this face.Even knowing that she has an inextricable relationship with the holy nun, Wen Zheliu still couldn't help but be overwhelmed by such beauty.

She raised her hand and drew the shape of a villain: "People, dolls, become as big as me, I put it in the quilt..."

"You escaped after pretending to be asleep." Wen Zheliu understood.

"Yeah, and then they all left, and I flew down from the tower..." Shengzi stretched out his smooth and soft arms, making the movement of flying birds or butterfly wings, "Then, I just saw a box, and there was no one around. .”

"Wait, fly down?" Xie Yuanyuan looked at the height of Abo Qiyuan in disbelief, "This, this is a free fall from the top, and it will take seven or eight seconds?! You... how do you fly? of?"

Shengzi parted her lips in a daze. She listened attentively to the question and suddenly smiled.

Her smile was as beautiful as a blooming Yae Xueying, Xie Yuan blushed dully, and he said: "Yes, yes, I remembered, you shouldn't be able to hear my voice... can you not hear my voice?" ?”

Shengzi stopped laughing again, she stared at Xie Yuanyuan blankly, crystal water mist slowly evaporated from her eyes, condensed into teardrops that would break the heart of spring.Xie Yuanyuan was taken aback, he was at a loss for what to do, and stammered: "What's wrong, what's wrong, are you joking? Why are you crying? I didn't say anything?"

But she is not joking, her smile in the last second is sincere, and the crying in the next second is also sincere, just like a baby will not pretend to be happy or angry, and the natural rain and snow will not increase due to artificial likes and dislikes When she feels happy, she smiles; when she feels sad, she sheds tears.

"Lots of loneliness," said the Holy Son softly to Xie Yuanyuan, hugging his knees, "deeper than the cold spring of Awa Qiyuan, deeper than the great river of Huangquan... And loneliness is often accompanied by depression and despair. They are all hopeless abysses, how can people exile themselves into the abyss?"

Xie Yuanyuan was stunned, he stood where he was, with nothing but a blank in his mind.Du Zijun looked at him, then turned to Shengzi, and said in a deep voice, "You know we are human."

Shengzi smiled, her tears were still precariously hanging on her cheeks, but the next smile showed undisguised happiness: "Of course I know, you are so warm, how can a ghost have such a temperature."

Wen Zheliu asked: "Many ghosts are burning with fire, the temperature is hundreds of times higher than ours, how can you be sure?"

"It's not the same," Shengzi shook his head, "It's not the same. No matter how hot the body is, the ghost's heart is still cold, such a huge cold, and a sadness that is stronger than a glacier...so ghosts can't laugh , if you pay attention, you will know that they are not smiling, they just raised the corners of their mouths meaninglessly, and there is no gleam in their eyes, because the ice cubes have frozen their hearts firmly."

"... People who have been dead for a long time, even in hell, are still imitating their appearance in vain." The Holy Son said softly, "But you are different, ghosts need to chase warmth and heat like hungry wolves in the snow, while you You are a burning bonfire, your eyes are alive, and your heart is also alive, isn’t it easy to identify?”

Wen Zheliu was speechless, the eyes of the Holy Son stared at him, it was hard to say what kind of eyes it was, but at this moment Wen Zheliu suddenly understood those ghosts who cried when they saw him, how could they not cry?There is clearly so much compassion for him flowing in these eyes.

"Looking at it this way," He Qin said, "you know the ghosts of Huangquan Kingdom very well?"

Shengzi nodded and said seriously: "They are puppies full of scars."

Scarred... puppies?

He Qin couldn't help laughing either.To be honest, the reason why they can be so leisurely in the seventh world is thanks to the story mode. Large-scale fighting is prohibited in the city that never sleeps. There are bloodless wars and incidents of eating people without spitting out bones every day, but Wen Youwen breaks willows, Wu has him and Du Zijun, and Xie Yuanyuan is an invisible card, enough to walk sideways here.But without these twists and turns, I'm afraid they won't get any benefits, because after all, this is the legendary kingdom of the underworld, where ghosts and gods gather.Every night, there is the sound of wind and thunder passing overhead like a dragon's roar, and He Qin coldly sweeps over it, all of them are gods crowned with crowns above their heads.

Even though most of the 800 million gods and Buddhas gather in Gaotianyuan, even if the land of the underworld is not the residence of the gods, Izanami lives here after all, and it is not a place where players can be free and unrestrained.

Now, this girl actually said that ghosts are scarred puppies?

"Have you ever raised puppies?" Sheng Zi frowned as he looked at them.

"I have raised them," Du Zijun said, "28 adult Dobermans were all raised with raw meat, and they can kill a mature male lion in ten seconds... Tsk, what are you doing poking me?"

"...Hey," Xie Yuanyuan lowered his voice, "People say puppies! You are an adult Doberman and you killed a lion, can you do it?"

"If you have ever raised a dog, you will understand that a puppy will always love people," the Holy Son said self-consciously, "It doesn't understand anything, it doesn't know anything, when people hold it in the palm of your hand, it I feel so warm, so warm, I must be a deeply loved creature, right? When people give it leftovers, it also wags its tail happily, thinking that this was originally human food, but they are willing to share some for themselves , What a nice person!"

Her voice slowly became hoarse: "So the puppy loves its people with all its life and heart. Even if people beat it to scars and ridicule it because of its ignorance and stupidity, it will not It will hate and deny people, but it will just bite its own tail anxiously, thinking about what it did wrong... because it is so stupid, its world only has people, and nothing else."

The Holy Son looked at them, and tears welled up from her eyes: "Ghosts are puppies! No matter how much they are hurt, no matter how much they are betrayed, as long as people stretch out their hands to them, they will still shed tears happily." , dragged his injured body and broken legs and ran towards people... It was like a ghost stepping on a corpse, walking out of blood, with so much resentment and unwillingness, swore to be an enemy of the world... But As long as someone is willing to shed tears for them and feel sorry for them, they will immediately throw away everything and wait foolishly for you to hold their hand..."

Wen Zheliu and He Qin's gazes met for a while, and He Qin finally retracted his thumb stuck under the blade, allowing the blade to sink into the scabbard.

They finally understood why this seemingly immature girl became the queen of King's Landing, the entire city that never sleeps, and even the entire underworld.Her tears are the lethal weapon of the country. Perhaps the light of the real Amaterasu Omisami can easily destroy all the cities in the kingdom of ghosts, but her sorrow and love are heavier and more terrifying than the power of the gods. Heart, enough to make them willing to throw themselves into the abyss of crushed bones, just to get a star of warm tears.

"Then why did you leave?" Wen Zheliu asked with a complicated expression, "You are the Amaterasu of the Nightless City, and the ghosts love you more than their lives... What will they do if you escape?"

The Holy Son bit his fingertips with tears in his eyes, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.

"I... I don't know," she said, "I just think... I need to meet someone."

"Meet someone." Xie Yuanyuan repeated.

She nodded ignorantly: "Yes, in my impression, I seem to have an agreement with someone to meet at this time, but I can't remember his name, nor his appearance... ..."

"What time is the agreed time?" Wen Zheliu couldn't help asking.

Shengzi thought hard for a while, but couldn't think of anything. She twisted around, turned her head to look around, and finally crawled out of the closet with bare feet, and ran around the room with bare feet. , the light shines everywhere, if Du Zijun hadn't cast an enchantment in advance, they would have revealed their secrets long ago.

Wen Zheliu saw the red cedar floor from the bundled clothes.I saw two rows of black footprints stepping down with mud, leaving a bunch of lively stains like ducklings on the sleeves of the Jiangxue reed that Du Zijun wears most often.

Du Zijun: "..."

Shengzi ran around the room, and finally leaned against the window. She looked at the will-o'-the-wisps lit up all over the city looking for her, and suddenly clapped her hands: "Yes, I think I remembered a little bit!"

All four of them looked at her, she turned her head, her blond hair was flying in the night wind, her eyes were clear and joyful: "When the bright moon rises to the sky, the person I promised will come!"

He Qin said: "The moon is in the middle of the sky..."

"But this is Huangquan Kingdom, the underground Huangquan Kingdom," Xie Yuanyuan was surprised, "Where does the moon come from?"

Shengzi looked at them with wide eyes, and Du Zijun raised his hand: "Wait a minute, give us a little time."

The four gathered together, and Du Zijun whispered, "What do you think?"

Wen Zheliu pondered for a moment, then said: "The black nun and her are like one body with two sides..."

"One body with three sides." He Qin said, "Holy nun, black nun, and her."

Wen Zheliu thought about it and said, "So, it reminds me of a character."

"what?"

"Have you seen Inuyasha?" Wen Zheliu clapped his hands, "The biggest villain in it is called Naraku, a half-demon formed after the bandit ghost spider was devoured by countless monsters."

"Oh, I've seen it!" Xie Yuanyuan immediately said, "Classic, old classic, I can still sing the theme song, I want to change the world... Cough, um, go ahead."

"Naraku wants to become stronger, wants the jade of the four souls, wants to become a pure-blooded monster, so he devours all kinds of monsters, absorbs their abilities, and splits into various incarnations..."

Speaking of this, Du Zijun said: "You mean, there may be avatars of holy nuns in the remaining two transit stations, each with different abilities?"

"Maybe." Wen Zheliu said, "After all... her personality is far worse than that of the black nun, and even the holy nun of her body. We still don't know what kind of power she possesses."

"I think it's pretty awesome to be able to fly down a few hundred meters upstairs and still be unscathed." Xie Yuanyuan said.

The night wind was slightly rippling, and the fragrance on the girl's body was like the fragrant cherry blossoms on the branches, blooming silently in the dark night.

He Qin said: "There is no reminder of the main task, but the situation is already obvious. Do you want to help her achieve her husband's tryst?"

Wen Zheliu frowned: "If we want to help her achieve this wish, it is equivalent to us accepting her commission, and then the identity of the BOSS will be revealed? There is only one city lord left."

"And the task this time is not just for the four of us," Du Zijun said. "How about the other team members? You can go it alone. Let's explain clearly to them first. Don't blame us for not saying anything."

Wen Zheliu thought for a while with downcast eyes: "Wait."

He walked towards the Son, the girl looked at him, Wen Zheliu said: "You want us to help you."

Shengzi Bai Shengsheng's toes twitched, and she writhed on the ground uneasily. She asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to help me?"

"We..." Wen Zheliu suddenly got stuck, this question is too natural, maybe Shengzi is such a girl, or the queen, whoever she looks at in Huangquan Kingdom is endowed with the courage to serve the emperor , for her to give up her life in the next second.She made a request without any reward or promise, because it was already a great honor to be able to live and die for the Taifu of the Nightless City.

He Qin smiled and walked over from behind.

"Teacher," he looked straight into the eyes of the Holy Son without hesitation, the golden eyes were calm with the sparkle of the sword, "now we are all wandering girls in Yangwu, of course we will try our best to meet the requirements of the guests, but the guests are willing to give How much this entrustment costs is the focus of our attention."

"Do you want money?" the Holy Son said loudly, "I have money, a lot of money!"

He Qin smiled brilliantly, he had already wiped off his wig, and tore away the disguise that Xie Yuanyuan had made on his face.The sleeves of the gown on his body are gorgeous and gorgeous, just like the summer flowers of life in full bloom, even if the real fair-skinned and beautiful stunner in Yang House wears it, it will inevitably look gaudy, but He Qin has a sharp and handsome male appearance Suppressing this Chinese robe, when the golden light flows in the eyes, it looks like a king in a coronation dress.

"Is the Taifu's entrustment only worth measuring with worldly money?"

Shengzi bit her lip in confusion, and He Qin was waiting for her to exchange their trust with a slightly heavier piece of information, but the next moment, Shengzi's slightly frowning brows relaxed, and she said frankly, "Then Just bet on my life! If this is possible, then I am willing to exchange my life for your help!"

Wen Zheliu: "Huh?"

This, this, the script is not right?

"You are going to risk your life for an agreement that you don't know what year and month you can't even remember?" Xie Yuanyuan was a little stunned, "Don't be so self-willed! Everyone has something to discuss, why bother to come up How about Wang Zha?"

"Because I can feel that I have been waiting for that person for a long time," the Holy Son bowed deeply to them, "I have waited for so long, so long that I almost forget the time and the appointed place, but I am still thinking about it every day." The promise in Yexiang's dream that urged me to go to the appointment... I think this must be something worth pursuing with my life."

"Only you are not ghosts, so you won't be discovered by him." The Holy Son said while maintaining a pleading bow, "Please help me!"