Between the clouds, as deep as the sea

Ling Han woke up from a coma, and found himself lying on a person's back. That person's silver hair was scattered on his shoulders, and a few strands rubbed against Ling Han's cheeks. It was icy and cool, like a piece of fine silk.

From time to time, the branches of shrubs passed by, and the top of the head was covered with dense shade, only a few rays of moonlight leaked from time to time.

Ling Han looked at the sky silently, while he was conscious, he replayed the events before he fell into a coma like a movie in his mind, and he suddenly realized a shocking fact——

The facial paralysis that hugged him, bit him, drank his blood, and then froze the scene of fire was actually the most powerful shikigami he raised in the game, and he seemed to be lying on the back of this game character right now. on, not knowing where to be taken.

Ling Han poked at the man's black clothes, and asked tentatively in a low voice: "Huan...?"

"Ah."

A shallow reply confirmed Ling Han's guess, he looked at the sky speechlessly, and saw a red full moon hanging between the suddenly bright branches.

Dark night, red moon, forest...all these seem to be the pictures in that game.A more terrifying thought crossed Ling Han's mind, and he asked again;

"Huan, where is this?"

"The country between the clouds."

! ! ! ! !Fuck, if you escape from the dead, you will travel through, this cheating routine really happened!

Ling Han roared in his heart, thinking about the cause and effect over and over again, struggling for more than ten minutes, pinching himself a few times by the way, and finally reluctantly accepted the fact that he traveled to the game.

When he adjusted his mood and was about to ask something, the person behind his back suddenly stopped.

"arrive."

Huan's voice was as paralyzed as his face, and he could say one word but never two.Ling Han had no choice but to prop up his listless head to see where he was.

Standing in front of the two of them was a dilapidated courtyard. Judging from the years of weathering, it almost caught up with the ruins of the Old Summer Palace.Ling Han asked puzzledly:

"What are you doing here?"

"This is your divine residence." Huan replied.

God's residence! ?Are you sure you didn't tease me! ! ?Ling Han opened his eyes wide and looked up and down, and indeed he found something familiar, but, but, what about the spotless white jade steps?What about the fairy-like carved railings and paintings on the walls?What about the eucalyptus qionghua in the clouds and rosy clouds? ...Everywhere you look, nothing but a pile of broken stones is a pile of broken stones.

A gust of wind blew overhead, and a plaque on the broken stone shook a few times, and finally couldn't support the precarious state, and fell down with a bang.

Ling Han slid down from Huan's back, and leaned over to take a look. On the gray surface of the plaque, four elegant and elegant gold characters could be vaguely discerned: Chasing Waves and Flying Flowers.

Ling Han remembered that this "golden signboard" still has some background.Back then, he had a crush on a pretty girl in his class, but she was a top student, so she didn't want to dump him as a scumbag at all. Once Ling Han found out that her girl liked ancient styles, so he took the "Legend of the Clouds" which was said to have "beautiful beauty". The main interface of the game is like "Ancient style freehand brushwork", which is similar to my sister's set. When my sister saw the antique courtyard on the screen, there was a bay of streams in the yard surrounded by crabapples, and half of the trees were flying flowers chasing the water. She immediately fell in love with it.

Ling Han said that this courtyard allows players to customize the name, please help me choose one, the girl thought about it and said, how about calling it "Chasing Waves and Flying Flowers", Ling Han heard it!So the name was settled.

Ling Han held up the plaque in front of him, wanting to sigh in a very noble and glamorous way "things are people and things are not things", but unexpectedly, before the pretense started, he was choked by the falling dust and coughed.

He threw the plaque to the side and smashed it on the half-collapsed stone pillar, but unexpectedly, there was a small white shadow behind the stone pillar, poking his head quietly. When the plaque hit him, he shrank back in fright, and tiptoed back immediately. Stretch out a small half of the head.

As soon as it saw Ling Han and Huan, it suddenly jumped out from behind the pillar and ran towards them dancing.

The white shadow is only half the height of a person, it looks like a child from a distance, but when you get closer, you can find that its face is blank, and its whole body is only a thin piece, it is actually a person cut out of paper!

It ran all the way to Ling Han, hugged his legs, rubbed left and right, raised that thin face, if there were eyes and noses on that face, it must have twin star eyes and pouty mouth coquettish expression.

Seeing that Ling Han didn't move, the cute little paper figurine, who had been selling for a long time, picked up one of his legs and dragged him into the yard. Even though it was just a piece of paper, it was quite strong.Ling Han couldn't support one leg, so he could only staggered and was dragged away. He waved his hands towards Chao Huan and shouted:

"Hey, Huan, big dog, give me a hand!"

Huan just glanced at him, said: "Let's go", and walked to the front on his own.

Hearing this, the little paper figurine dragged on even more vigorously, caught up with Huan in two or three steps, and "invited" Ling Han into the courtyard first.

Ling Han who entered the courtyard was suddenly dumbfounded, and at the same time, the group of little paper figurines who were sitting or walking in the courtyard were also "dumbfounded".

Before Ling Han came in, some of them sat on the ground dejectedly, some lowered their heads and swayed back and forth, and some swept around absent-mindedly with a broken broom, but when Ling Han appeared, all the sitting ones stood up. Get up, stand up straighter, hold the broom and throw the broom.The white faces all turned around, and a group of little paper figurines "happily" ran towards Ling Han.

A bunch of pale little hands were waving silently in the dark night. The scene was horrifying no matter how you looked at it. Ling Han was hugged by his thighs and had nowhere to escape. Fortunately, Huan also walked over, and Ling Han leaned against him without hesitation.

Huan took a step forward, shielding Ling Han behind him, and lightly reprimanded him, "Huan is rude."

The little paper man stopped immediately when he heard the words, and hit the back of the front row before he had time to "brake".

The one holding Ling Han's thigh also retreated quietly into the pile of paper figurines. A group of small paper figurines silently lined up in two rows, the one on the left turned left and the one on the right turned right, neatly stacked on the side of the road.

Ling Han looked at the two rows of "guards of honor" with low brows, and suddenly became interested in going in to have a look.He closely followed Huan down the steps, the two of them passed by the paper figurine team, and then passed through the front hall, and there was an open space in front of them, in the middle of which was an ancient tree with huge dead black branches intertwined, which had been decayed for an unknown number of years .

Ling Han walked around the big tree a few times, he was very sure that this was the snow-flying crabapple on the main interface of the game back then, but the tree was dead, and the stream under the tree was also dry, leaving only a trace of washing.He raised his hand and tapped on the trunk, and there was an empty sound from inside. It seemed that the big tree embraced by these people was already an empty shell.

A few pieces of sawdust fell down, Ling Han suddenly remembered something, he asked Chao Huan:

"I remember that there should be only one paper man in this yard. He stayed under the tree all day, sweeping and sweeping, sweeping the petals all over the sky. Why didn't I see you for a while, the flowers were gone, and the paper man gave birth to a litter? Big Dog , do you know what's going on?"

Before entering the door, Ling Han unconsciously called Huan the name he had customized in the game, and Huan seemed to have no objection to being called "Big Dog", with a paralyzed face all the time.

Ling Han asked him, and he replied flatly:

"After the death of the priest, the divine mansion also disappeared. When I came back here 500 years ago, there was only a paper figurine that Si Lingjun cut out that day. I cut out some more and guarded them every day to repair the divine mansion. But it’s hard to recover.”

"No wonder those little things are not afraid of me, Mr. Si Ling, but obey you... Hey, wait, you said you guard them every day. Could it be that you have stayed in this haunted house for 500 years?!"

Ling Han asked in surprise, but Huan didn't say anything, he took Ling Han's hand and pressed it against the tree trunk.

There seemed to be a soft little finger caressing the palm, Ling Han moved the palm away a little distance, and saw a small green bud growing from the place covered just now, and unfolding the leaves at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Only the priest Lingjun can restore everything here."

Huan supported Ling Han's shoulders, turned him around, looked into his eyes with golden eyes, and said word by word:

"You are the source of strength."

For the next few days, Ling Han, who had nowhere to go, could only stay in his former divine mansion, commanding a group of tireless little paper figurines to renovate the courtyard.

Strange to say, under his leadership, "Chasing the Waves and Flying Flowers" soon took on a new look, the stream murmured again and you passed through the courtyard, and the crabapple trees also grew full of green leaves. Occasionally, when a leaf fell, it was caught by a The little paper figurine that always loves to stay under the tree swept into the air, Ling Han guessed that it was probably the veteran paper figurine.

On the night before they came to "Zhu Lang Fei Hua", Huan said that he had some personal matters to deal with, and disappeared as soon as he left.

The nerd with no internet, no electricity, and no mobile phone stayed for a few days, and went through the cause and effect. He found that the time he traveled to should be after the game was cleared, after Si Lingjun was killed by the wolf king, and the time in the game Much faster than the outside world. He stopped playing games in his third year of high school. It was only more than five years, but 500 years have passed here.

According to this setting, at this time, the dungeon is finished, the plot is unlocked, the boss is stabbed to death, and the shikigami has been fed to the dog. What's the point of him staying here, farming with the wolf king?

Ling Han, who couldn't figure it out and was very bored, decided to go out to let the wind go. Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the door, he was forcibly dragged back by the paper people who silently watched him.

Ling Han was getting more energetic now, the little thing wouldn't let him go, he just wanted to go, climbing over walls, climbing trees, digging holes, he used all kinds of methods, every time he was arrested before he was halfway through.

The furious Ling Han grabbed the lead paper figurine and shook it desperately, roaring: "Tell me, did the big dog tell you to look at me, you bunch of dog legs, stinky pieces of paper!!"

Of course, the piece of paper couldn't speak, and bent its neck, half-deadly letting others shake it.As soon as Ling Han let go, the little paper figurine fell among his companions, a pile of paper scattered away, and came back with a clatter, holding a large book in one hand, and held it in front of Ling Han.

Ling Han picked up a book casually, flipped through a few pages, they were full of dazzling patterns, and opened another book, densely covered with words smaller than ants.Someone with trypophobia threw away the book and wanted to run away, but the little paper man would not let him go, and followed him like a tide, each with a "big brick", as if to shoot him to death.

Ling Han dodged left and right, saw a side room with a door half-hidden, hurriedly hid in, and locked the door tightly.

The sunlight was cut off from the outside, and the room was dark. Ling Han looked around, but found no candles or anything like that, but saw a person sitting on the ground in the corner.

Ling Han was startled, and almost screamed. He covered his mouth, retreated to the door, wanted to open the door and run away, but found that the person didn't move at all, and couldn't help looking curiously.

Taking a closer look, Ling Han couldn't help being amused.This man was dressed in black, with a low-brimmed hood attached, and a few strands of silver hanging down his chest, wasn't it just Huan who had disappeared for a few days.

"Hey, big dog, are you playing hide-and-seek, or are you cooperating with that pile of torn paper and ambushing me?"

He laughed and stepped forward, but saw Huan's chest heaving and exhausted.

"Big dog, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Han stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Huan, but the person who kept his head bowed in silence suddenly grabbed his hand.

Before he had time to struggle, Ling Han's hands were cut behind his back, the scorching breath lingered around his ears and around his neck, and the lips that occasionally brushed the skin brought a scalding temperature.