The years when I made seven sand sculptures cry

"……finished?"

Chu Xiangwan, who had closed his eyes and pretended he couldn't see anything, heard the surrounding silence for a long time, opened his eyes cautiously, and saw the book returned to the table.

"hahahahahahahaha--!!!"

The Young Castle Master, who was tortured to the point of going crazy, burst into laughter for a moment, and it was finally over. This torture is so fucking terrible!

"Cough cough cough—" Because he laughed too much and choked on his own saliva, Chu Xiangwan coughed again, coughing up tears.

While reaching out to wipe his tears, he looked at the book, and saw that the words on the cover had changed: "??!"

He rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he was wrong, but no!

That cover has really changed!

The words on the cover changed from the original "Through Traveling: Boundless" to three large black characters - "Warning Record", which were so large that they almost took up the entire cover.

"...Warning book?!" Chu Xiangwan became frightened, feeling these three words hit his head, "What does it warn about! Will everything written in the book come true?"

He was talking, but found that he was the only one talking, and the others were silent - even Duan Xiya who talked the most.

The young castle master suddenly raised his head and scanned the surroundings, and found that the faces of the other seven people were surprised and shocked to varying degrees.

Their mouths were moving and they were obviously talking, but he couldn't hear a word!

Chu Xiangwan: "!!!"

At the same time, their figures are gradually fading in this space, and this space is expelling them!

"Master Bai! Thank you, the host! City Lord Jiang!"

Chu Xiangwan called three names in a row, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the most reliable one among them, but he couldn't.

He looked down at his hands, horrified to see that he too was fading, as if the place was about to expel them all.

The Master of the Young Castle became anxious, you warn them, you just made them read such a shameful paragraph, but what do you want to warn!

In the blink of an eye, the figures of the seven people had completely disappeared, leaving only Chu Xiangwan in this space.

He looked at the book on the table, and shouted at it: "Tell me what you want to warn, what exactly are you trying to warn about!"

The book lay quietly on the table, the words on the cover remained unchanged, as if it was just an ordinary book.

"..."

As an ordinary person, Chu Xiangwan made the most direct reaction——

Before being completely expelled, he reached out and grabbed it!

Then the next moment, he seemed to float up from the bottom of the water, took a deep breath and opened his eyes.

The young castle master was still in shock, gasping for breath in the morning light coming in from the window, and found himself sitting up from the bed, with his right hand stretched in mid-air, holding something hard in his palm.

He retracted his hand hesitantly, looked down, and saw the little toy he played with on the bed last night lying in his palm.

There are no books, no space, and no book clubs.

He raised his head and looked around. He was still in his room, but it had been a night.

So... is this a dream?Is this a dream?

He heard movement from the yard, the maids and servants had already got up and started sweeping.

That's right, this is the yard he is familiar with, where he has lived for more than ten years. He seemed to fall asleep last night, and then had a super scary dream.

"It's a dream, it's a dream..." Chu Xiangwan murmured before he felt that he was sweating.

He raised his hand and wiped his sweat with his sleeve, and then his puppy eyes almost burst into tears, "Ah, ah, that's great! It's just a nightmare!"

He moved down from the bed, and just as he put on the shoes beside the bed, he heard the door of his room being opened with a "squeak", and his maid walked in with water for washing.

"Master?" The maid wearing the Zhuiyun Castle style dress was a little surprised to see that he had already woken up while sitting by the bed.

Putting down the things in her hand, she said, "Why did you get up so early today?"

Chu Xiangwan stared blankly at her, still wondering if that was a dream, but now as soon as he saw the person, he immediately thought of a way to verify it.

"Snow Bamboo Snow Bamboo!" The boy excitedly jumped off the bed, ran to his maidservant, held her shoulder and said, "Tell me one thing!"

Seeing him being so solemn, Xuezhu's eyes flashed with doubt, she nodded and said, "Speak, young master."

Chu Xiangwan collected himself and turned his head while maintaining this posture.

On his left, it happened to be the bronze mirror in the room, which reflected his face, which was no different from what he had seen in the past 17 years.

He turned his head, looked at Xue Zhu, and said solemnly: "Am I good-looking?"

Xue Zhu froze for a moment, then burst out laughing.She thought the Lord of the Young Castle was asking something, but it turned out he was asking this?

"Master." She pulled his hand and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? You are the most white and clean Young Castle Master we have ever pursued in Cloud Castle. How can you not look good?"

Hearing her boast that he was good-looking, the Master of the Young Castle reflexively felt complacent.

After all, Lianyunbao is located in the frontier, the climate is harsh, and everyone is very tanned. The reason why he can be so white and clean is due to his mother's genetic improvement.

But he was proud of it for a while, and then immediately remembered the purpose of asking the question.

No, Xuezhu said he was good-looking, which is a bit dangerous, she couldn't be secretly in love with him!

He stood at the same place and looked at the back of Xue Zhu making the bed, thinking of the book that even the towel he used to wipe sweat would be put away secretly, so he washed and dressed worriedly, and then found that what he was wearing today was new clothes.

He looked up and saw the boy's figure reflected in the mirror.

This improved blue cloud-chasing gown is slim and handsome, with a neat closure, which not only retains the original characteristics, but also reflects the spirit of innovation-in short, it makes him look very good, even the childish handsome The face also showed a bit of sharpness.

After the nightmare last night, Chu Xiangwan was now very worried about whether he would look too good-looking.

He stood in front of the mirror, hesitating for a long time, but finally he couldn't bear to take off the clothes and went straight to breakfast.

What if it was really just a dream, right?

Along the way, this improved cloud-chasing robe attracted him a lot of attention. Before yesterday, Chu Xiangwan would have been very proud, but now the more he felt those gazes, the more suspicious he became.

So he walked faster and faster along the way, and finally rushed into the dining room almost [-] meters away.

In the dining room, the castle owner and his wife are already there.

The breakfast in Zhuiyun Castle is very rich every day. After all, you have to eat enough to have the energy to go out to inspect.

Seeing his son rushing in like this, rushing a few steps away before slamming on the brakes, and looking like some monster was chasing him, the castle owner and the castle owner's wife exchanged a puzzled look.

"What's the matter, Xiang Wan?" the castle owner's wife said softly.

Chu Xiangwan took a breath, and turned to look at his parents. Seeing that they were all looking at him, he didn't know how to explain for a while.

"Come here." With a smile on her face, the castle owner's wife raised her hand to beckon to her son.

Chu Xiangwan's eyes lit up.

That's right, he can continue to ask people to continue collecting samples to prove which of his guesses is correct.

"Mother!" he said, walking up to her, "I want to ask you a question. Am I pretty?"

The castle owner's wife laughed while holding the steamed bun.

She glanced at the castle owner, put down the steamed bun, asked her son to sit closer, held his face and said softly: "Beautiful, of course you are beautiful, you are my son, you are the prettiest."

Chu Xiangwan felt the touch of his mother's warm and soft hand resting on his face, saw her turn to his father, and heard her say, "Husband, do you think so?"

"That's right." The tall and mighty, dark-skinned Castle Master nodded, and looked at his son, "You look like your mother, and you look very good-looking."

Chu Xiangwan: "..."

The young castle master felt that he was mentally handicapped, so he simply asked the wrong person. How could any parent in this world be able to view their child's appearance fairly and objectively?

No matter how ugly their children are, they still say they are good-looking. If someone dares to criticize them for not being good-looking, they will fight that person desperately.

The same goes for the other people in Zhuiyun Castle, he is the master of the young castle, he is the heir of Zhuiyun Castle, all of them have to rely on him to live, so naturally they can't offend him.

The key is that he really looks good.

Chu Xiangwan vented his anger and sat aside to get himself a steamed bun. What should I do?

As he thought about it, he looked at his father.

In the past, he thought it was good to look like his mother, but now he felt that it would be great if he looked more like his father. He was tall and big, although his skin was dark, but he was still handsome. Once he stood there, he was full of awe.

He was eating the steamed bun in his hand, he didn't know how to eat it, the castle owner and his wife were watching him.

After a long time, the castle master's wife sighed and said, "In three months' time, it will be Wan'er's birthday."

Hearing the word "wan'er", Chu Xiangwan shivered reflexively, feeling goose bumps on his body.

"Yes." The castle owner said, "In three months, my son will be eighteen."

"When Xiang Chen was his age, he was so stable." The castle owner's wife said, "But look at him, he is still like a child, and he will never grow up."

"It's okay." The castle owner was not so worried, "When he takes over the burden on my shoulders, he will naturally become mature."

Every generation of the heirs of Zhuiyun Castle will take over their own responsibilities on their birthdays, replacing their parents and continuing to station at the frontier.

Even though what his parents said was about important matters related to his succession, Chu Xiangwan's focus was completely deviated from the name his mother mentioned——

His cousin Chu Xiangchen.

Didn't his cousin also be written about in that "Through Time: Ten Thousand Senses Without Boundaries"?

To know whether this is a normal world or an abnormal world, don't you know if you verify it with your cousin?

"Father!" Chu Xiangwan immediately put down the steamed bun, and asked when the castle owner looked at him, "Will brother Xiangchen come back when I succeed as the owner of Zhuiyun Castle?"

Although Chu Xiangchen was on the front line, fighting against the invading alien demons, he would still come back on such an important day as the succession ceremony.

After getting his father's affirmative answer, Chu Xiangwan felt relieved.

Okay, then just wait another three months and see Chu Xiangchen, and he will know the answer.