The No. 1 mixed score king in the whole server [StarCraft]

Glass beads?

So big forest, you want me to help you find a glass bead?

Lin Jing was startled, and tried to reason with the witch: "Is this a bit of a nuisance, can we..." Change the request.

But the witch has an extremely withdrawn and weird personality, impatient with every word in her mouth, and gave the order to chase away: "If you can't find it, get out."

Swallowing back the words, Lin Jing chose to endure, and put on a smile: "Okay, sir, I will search for you tomorrow. But it is already night, can I sleep in your castle for the night first."

The witch's voice was cold: "Whatever."

Lin Jing took a deep breath: "Thank you."

Saying goodbye to this gloomy and tricky witch, he took the mouse and began to convey it around the top floor, and finally saw a dilapidated study at the corner of a corridor.

No one has been here for a long time, cobwebs are crawling all over the corners, and dust has fallen all over the place.Light the candle, and the orange flame illuminates the surroundings. There are two tall bookshelves in the room, filled with books with thick black covers, but the words on them are all special witch spells, which are completely incomprehensible.

The table and chairs were huge, and Lin Jing muttered after sitting down, "Let's sleep here tonight."

The mouse asked: "Do you really want to help her find glass beads tomorrow?"

Lin Jing lay down to go to sleep, and rolled his eyes: "She didn't even say where she fell, how could she find it? You really think I'm cheating."

Mouse: "Then what shall we do?"

Lin Jing sighed: "Just find a glass bead to perfunctory."

and many more.

He froze for a moment, something flashed in his mind, the square, the pigeon—remember that the pigeon brought him a bead that looked very expensive!

Lin Jing hurriedly took it out of his pocket and put it under the candlelight. The appearance was crystal clear, really like a glass bead.

The mouse was very excited: "Damn, God help us."

Lin Jing was only happy for a second, and immediately stopped talking. Holding the beads in his hand gave him a very strange feeling, and he was not very willing to take them out. .

Lin Jing said in a low voice: "...Let's see if there is anything else to replace the castle."

Mouse: "What are you doing??"

Lin Jing shut up without saying a reason.

The night in the forest is extremely cold, especially on the top floor, and the bright moon is just outside the window.

The wind rustled the leaves of the vines, and the cry of crows pierced the silent night from time to time.

During the daytime of the next day, Lin Jing searched carefully in the castle.

He gradually discovered that this place was not like a castle, but like a tower, and the witch imprisoned herself on the top of the tower.

To his disappointment, he found anything that could replace the glass bead in the castle, but in the end he had to use the stone bead picked up in the square to make up the number.

Lin Jing sighed and washed with water for a long time, and some dirt on the beads was removed.

The beads are crystal clear, and the center is as red as a drop of water, reflecting the scattered rose-red light against the sun.

Lin Jing's expression became even more depressed.

The mouse advised him: "Relax, money is something outside of us."

Lin Jing said, "It's not money, it's fate."

The mouse continued to comfort: "What fate can you have with a broken pigeon?"

Lin Jing asked back, "Aren't you just a mouse now?"

Mouse: "..." Nothing to say.

They chatted for a while, and finally came to the witch's closed door again.

dong dong dong.

Lin Jing knocked on the door three times.

The strange and cold voice that the witch was familiar with sounded again: "What are you doing?"

Lin Jing said, "I found the glass beads you asked for."

There was a long silence behind the door.

The witch murmured in a hoarse voice, full of doubts, "Have you found it?"

Lin Jing: "Yes."

After another strange silence, the witch finally said, "Hand it in."

The seam under the antlers is for paper only.

Lin Jing could only squat down and roll the glass beads into the gap between the door and the ground.

The witch picked up the bead.

Lin Jing accidentally saw her hand.

Pale and thin, blue blood vessels hidden under the skin.

Lin Jing held his breath and raised his heart.Use a fake thing to fool, I don't know if the witch will be angry.

But the witch got the beads for a long time, and then asked in a very strange tone: "Where did you find it?"

Lin Jing was taken aback for a moment, then cautiously said, "It's just...beside the swamp."

The witch then let out a short laugh. Her throat was broken and it sounded strange. It seemed to be laughing and crying.

Lin Jingxin brought it up, really afraid that this crazy woman would kill him suddenly, and asked earnestly, "Your Excellency, I have succeeded."

The witch stopped being weird, and said coldly, "It worked."

Her tone lowered, and she continued to state coldly: "But this is just to express your sincerity to me, and you have to do one more thing for me."

Why do you mess up so much? !

Lin Jing kept smiling stiffly: "Okay, what can I do for you?"

The witch said indifferently: "You bring me the most beautiful things in Ebylon."

Lin Jing: "..."

Lin Jing: "???" Damn it! !

He dealt with the witch patiently: "The most beautiful thing? What do you think is the most beautiful thing?"

The witch sneered: "I think the city of Ebylon is very ugly."

Lin Jing: I want to swear.

The rat hair on his shoulder exploded and he almost lost his temper.

Lin Jing quickly covered its mouth with his hands, and smiled flatteringly towards the door: "Okay, I will try my best to satisfy you."

Back in the study, the mouse finally had the right to speak: "What the hell, I think she is trying to make things difficult for us."

Lin Jing knocked it on the head with a book, trying to make it sober: "She is a big boss, what can you do to make things difficult for you? Now we can't even meet her."

The mouse choked out a "Damn" for a long time, unwilling to reconcile: "Could it be that we really want to go back to Ebylon to find the most beautiful thing now?"

Lin Jing was speechless, threw away the book, and leaned back: "No, there is not enough time, and the point is, we don't know what the most beautiful thing is."

The mouse was also thinking about this question, sitting on the table with its buttocks, scratching its paws for a long time, then stared tentatively and asked, "Heart of rose?"

Lin Jing almost choked on saliva: "You want me to use the crown to make her happy?!"

Mouse: "Yes."

Lin Jing didn't want to refuse: "I can't give it."

The bead on the crown is the only item that is now designated as the heart of the rose, the most critical clue to clear the level, how can it be given away so easily.He won't give it until the critical moment.Moreover, the witch killed the queen and the princess, and hated this family deeply. How could she think the king's things were beautiful.

This woman is really a difficult ancestor.

Having already looked at the castle in the morning, Lin Jing chose to go out to look for it. This time he changed the direction, completely opposite to the way he came.

It is still a dense arbor forest, but there are no swamps, poisonous snakes and crows here, and the back of the castle is like a fairyland.

Thousands of strands of light fall into the forest, colorful long-tailed spirit birds hover above, and dancing butterflies are dancing at the fingertips.The green mist is diluted by the golden light, and the fine dust particles in the air are visible, just like in a painting.

The mouse complained: "Why is this forest ever-changing?"

Lin Jing walked forward: "Not all places where witches live are like this." She was just like her.

The mouse was very pessimistic: "Can we really get out of the forest in another direction, with a wall of thorns?"

Lin Jing: "What if, maybe we are lucky enough to come across a shortcut, let's take a gamble."

Now there is definitely not enough time to go back and forth to Ebilon by the same route.

And if the delay is too long, other players will find this place, which is very bad for him and the mouse.

The mouse sat on his shoulder and looked at the surrounding scenery, depressed: "But even if we took a shortcut and went out, what are we going to give her?"

Lin Jing murmured: "You ask me who I ask."

Just as he and the mouse were thinking about life, the sound of running water suddenly came from ahead.

The gurgling of the stream is melodious.

"Water?" Both he and the mouse were stunned and looked at each other.exit?

Walking along the sound, the trees in the forest became more and more dense, but the road became narrower and narrower.The light turned from dark to bright, and the sound of the stream was clear, overwhelming the calls of insects.

Lin Jing and Mouse were stunned by the sight in front of them.

The field of vision instantly widens, the stream is dancing with golden light, and beside it grows an old laurel tree with flourishing branches.The moors were all green grass, with thick black brambles lurking in them, winding their way to the roots of the laurel trees.There are several low bushes beside the road, next to each other, and red wild roses are blooming on them.

From a dark and cramped place to a bright wilderness suddenly, it is impossible not to be amazed.

Mouse: "I rely on..."

Lin Jing hurriedly took out the parchment to see where they were, but the map didn't make any marks.

They are still in the forest, and the whole forest is in the Ebylon mirror.

The mouse said, "It would be great if I had a camera, and take pictures as a souvenir."

Lin Jing thought of the death camera in the last "Old Illustrated Book", and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Forget it, "Survivor" won't let you take photos even if it has a camera."

Mouse: "Oh."

The sun is thinning on the western mountains, and the sunset glow is reflecting orange.

There is still a forest on the opposite side of the river, and there is no exit in sight, so it is useless to take a shortcut to get out.

"Forget it, I'll think of other ways tomorrow."

Lin Jing sighed, intending to return in vain.But when she turned around, the corner of the skirt was caught by something, it was a thorn of a wild rose.

He frowned, bent over to pull out his clothes, and when he got close to the rose blooming on the top of the bush, he was stunned.

The rose is deep red, and the rich fragrance spreads from the branches, and the rays of light falling from the gaps in the branches and leaves cast a glow around it.

The stamens tremble and the petals overlap.

Standing tall and graceful, it looks like a fragile and beautiful treasure in the forest.

Mouse: "Ah, it's so annoying, it seems that we still have to go back the same way." He noticed the stiffness in Lin Jing's shoulders, and poked his head: "What's wrong with you."

Lin Jing maintained a bent posture, looking straight at the rose.

Suddenly, a memory belonging to Christine came to mind.

Happened in front of a snow-falling street.

Conversation between two people.

The silver-haired poet tilted his head slightly, and asked with a smile, "So, what is the thing that best represents Ebilon?"

Christine's cheeks were flushed, but she still maintained her etiquette: "Rose, sir, it's a rose."

It was as if his soul had come out of his body. After he came back to his senses suddenly, he decisively broke the flower off the branch with his fingers.

The mouse was startled: "What are you doing?"

Lin Jing stood up holding the flower, and suddenly realized as if the strings in his mind were connected.

After thinking about it for a long time, I first laughed. After laughing for a long time, I almost sighed: "Mice, it's actually not that troublesome."

"The most beautiful thing in Ebylon is the rose."

Blooming everywhere in the palace garden, the national flower of Ebilon engraved into the coat of arms symbolizes nobility, sophistication, romance and... eternal beauty.

The mouse stared wide-eyed, his expression shattered: "Really?!"

Lin Jing smiled: "You'll know if you try it."

They went back to the castle before the moon came out, and knocked on the witch's door again.

"so fast?"

The voice of the witch was puzzled from inside the house.

Lin Jing said, "Well, open the door and I'll pass it to you."

The witch hesitated for a while, then cautiously opened a crack.

Lin Jing passed the rose in.

"Rose?!" The witch raised her voice and shouted strangely.

Lin Jing said, "Yes, I've thought about it for a long time, maybe this is what you want. Don't you like it?"

Pale and cold hands took the flowers from him, and immediately closed the door.

The witch didn't speak, and seemed to be in a daze at the rose.

Lin Jing put his voice softly and said, "What kind of Ebilon do you remember? Depressed, dark, and cold?"

This is actually Lin Jing's feeling at the beginning - the houses are crowded, the roads are narrow and rugged, there are homeless people everywhere, and even the imperial palace is a cursed existence.There are no stars, only the moon and endless snow.

"Perhaps you can improve your impression of it."

Lin Jing said: "Ebilon is very beautiful. It has the most gorgeous church and the most magnificent garden. You should go out and have a look. There are often poets playing music in the square. If you are lucky, white doves will land on your shoulders. And, there are roses blooming in every corner of the city."

After listening, the witch asked him in a hoarse voice: "Do you like Ebylon?"

Lin Jing was stunned: "Yes, I like it." If you don't like it, you have to like it, otherwise how can you fool you.

Across the door, both of them fell into silence.

Lin Jing found that he couldn't understand this witch more and more. Yesterday, he only thought that she was withdrawn, cold, tricky and mean, but now she felt a little pitiful?

The witch asked him, "Where did you find this rose?"

Lin Jing: "Uh, it's just behind the castle."

Witch: "Take me there."

Lin Jing: Huh huh?

It's just that before he had time to react, the door that had been closed to him suddenly opened.

A thin figure appeared in the firelight, she was a little shorter than Lin Jing, her whole body was wrapped in a black robe, her shadow dragged very long on the ground.

Lin Jing was so dumbfounded that he couldn't speak, it was like a dream - he never thought that a witch would appear in front of him like this.

The witch wore a cloak and hat, her whole face was hidden in the shadows, and she said in a strange voice, "Take me out, and I will tell you how to get rid of it."

Lin Jing straightened up his expression immediately and smiled, "Okay, follow me."

Mice, who was so obsessed with nagging, twitched his tail and shut up.

When Lin Jing went downstairs, he was frightened, afraid that the witch would suddenly raise a sickle and reveal an old and distorted face to finish him off.

He didn't speak, and of course the withdrawn witch couldn't speak either.

The castle is covered with vines, and the road at the gate is covered with thorns.

Lin Jing found that the witch would not leave here, he turned around with some doubts: "What's wrong with you?"

The witch was trembling, she seemed to be in a daze, her spirit was tense, and her breathing was trembling.

The mouse muttered: "Did she stay too long and feel socially afraid?"

Rats speak only the player can hear.

Lin Jing thought for a while, but still let go of his vigilance, and reached out to her: "If you don't suggest, you can hold my hand, and I will take you out."

The moonlight flowed quietly in his palm, holy and flawless, and the girl's dark brown eyes seemed to have divinity in compassion.

The witch's pale fingers grasped the lower end of the hat tightly, and said in a cold voice, "No need."

Lin Jing withdrew his hand: "Okay, don't be afraid, follow my steps."

The road is full of thorns and vines, intertwined with each other, like poisonous snakes.

Lin Jing deliberately slowed down.

But the witch seemed to have put all her attention on controlling herself not to be afraid anymore, so she walked forward stiffly, the thorn pierced her calf, but she didn't notice the blood.

Seeing this, Lin Jing called her softly, but the witch didn't seem to hear her.She was still trembling, as if she was walking through the hell of a mountain of swords.

Lin Jing sighed, walked up and held the little girl's hand.

After the witch was stunned, her voice was cold: "Let go!"

Lin Jing said with a smile, "I'll take you there, maybe you can see fireflies if you go earlier."

He sort of understood that this notorious witch was actually a withdrawn brat.

Leading her slowly out of the thorny path, Lin Jing couldn't stand it any longer. She seemed to be suffering more and more each step, so he simply led her to run.

"I'll take you away quickly."

The witch was in a daze, she raised her breath in an instant, and her whole body tensed up.

Lin Jing thought she would scold him angrily.

In the end, the witch just moved her finger and obediently followed behind him without saying anything.

When running, the breath of the forest becomes extremely strong. There are really fireflies in the dark forest, and the stars are around at night.

He ran faster and faster.

The witch is behind, only the moonlight can be seen to outline the white skirt corners.

There are crows and frogs in my ears, and slowly there is the sound of water.

It's the narrowing road again during the day, and it's nothing but darkness.

Lin Jing was running almost with all his strength, leaving the treacherous branches of the trees behind him all the way, the end of the darkness was the overwhelming light.

When the dazzling white light fell, he also stepped heavily into the wilderness.

Countless fireflies were startled.

Damn, I'm exhausted.

Lin Jing let go of his hand, and began to stand still and take a breath.

In the wilderness, there are streams, roses, laurel trees that have stood still for centuries, and crickets that are louder than one.

The mouse was also dizzy and stuck out its tongue: "Damn it, it's over."

Lin Jing regained his composure before turning back to look at the witch.

The witch looked up at everything in front of her.

The hood of the cloak was too big, even from the front, Lin Jing could only see her thin chin and a trace of golden-white curly hair.

"Almost killed me—ouch!" The mouse was so tired that it lost its grip, rolled off Lin Jing's shoulders, and hit the grass. Suddenly, a green thing jumped up and landed on the witch. hands.

"!!" Lin Jinghun was not frightened by the dead mouse, and quickly bent over to catch the cricket, for fear of offending the aunt.

Who knew that the cricket was gently grasped by the witch.

Lin Jing's hand just caught a drop of liquid.

Tears flowed down the witch's pointed chin.

For a moment the wilderness was silent.

Lin Jing was dumbfounded.

The witch took off the hat with her fingers, and under the bright moonlight, a girl with long blond hair and ice blue eyes stood in front of him.

Her face was full of tears, her throat had been broken long ago, and she could only make a very soft voice: "Thank you, Mirror."

The mouse got up in a daze, not knowing what was going on, and subconsciously asked, "What? What did she call you?"

Crickets are chirping, and fireflies are falling like shooting stars.

The witch's appearance was more attractive than roses. She squatted down holding the cricket, and she didn't know what to think of, her thin shoulders trembled, and she couldn't cry in this wilderness.

Lin Jing was also in a daze, and a strange idea came to his mind. He asked word by word, "What did you call me?"

The witch raised her head, a little dull, and said that very difficult sound for her: "Mirror...jing?"

--"What's this?"

——"This is the text from our side."

——"Jing?"

——"It means a mirror, a mirror that looks at people. If you are not used to calling me Lin, you can call me Lin."

But in the end, instead of calling him Lin, she wrote down the mirror, Mirror.

Lin Jing and Mouse: "..."

Mirror.

M.

Glass beads, roses, crickets.

I rely on it! ! ! !

What the hell is that formation! ! !