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A faint sigh came from the darkness.

I only heard Ajiao say softly: "Although he and I are alone, after all, he now has his own consciousness. I can't make decisions for him without authorization."

Jiang Miao rubbed the space between his brows, he understood that this multiple-choice question was really terrible.If the third method between A and B is not found as soon as possible, no matter which side is ultimately biased, it will be fatal to the other side.

"Jiang sir." Ajiao called in a low voice, and sighed with a smile, "Please tell the downstream sir for me, what he asked me about that day... the answer is 'yes'."

"You can talk to him by yourself." Jiang Xiao shook his spirits, "Don't talk, let's think of a way as soon as possible."

At this time, a hand suddenly patted Jiang Xiao's back, he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw You Ji was looking at him eagerly, and asked in a low voice: "What did he tell you?"

Jiang Miao's throat twitched, but he didn't answer, and then turned his gaze to Xiaojiao who was at the side.

"What is he doing?"

Following Jiang Miao's words, Xiaojiao was staring intently at the slightly dancing transparent silk threads wrapped around the "chrysalis", gesticulating back and forth out of thin air with his hands.

Qi Chi made a gesture to signal Jiang Miao to keep silent.Jiang Miao understood, silently observing the movements of Xiao Jiao's hands.Suddenly, it was discovered that Xiaojiao's movements coincided with the way the silk thread was wound on the "chrysalis".

Xiaojiao's hand stopped suddenly, and his eyes slowly opened, with some doubts in them.

"I don't know why, but the pattern of the silk thread on it is a bit like the flower-turning rope my mother taught me to play with when I was young." Xiao Jiao said to Jiang Miao and the other three, "Although my mother's appearance is already a little blurred, she can turn the rope well. The styles were different from the others, I remember that."

Jiang Miao's heart was overjoyed immediately, and he quickly looked at Qi Chi who was beside him.Xi Chi nodded, then raised his hand and quickly drew a spell.The charm attached to the chrysalis through the hollowed out crabapple flower, and it was covered with a layer of dark red light in an instant.

"According to your memory, try looking through those silk threads." Qi Chi said to Xiao Jiao in a deep voice.

Xiaojiao hesitated a bit: "But...in case my memory is wrong..."

"It's already like this." Jiang Xiao smiled, and said in a slow tone, "Try and talk."

Xiao Jiao turned to look at You Ji again, You Ji frowned, then walked to Xiao Jiao's side, and gently pressed his shoulder with one hand.

"Don't be afraid." You Ji said.

Xiaojiao took a deep breath, her eyes became more confident as if she had been encouraged.He slowly stretched out his hand, and with his slender white fingertips, he touched the connecting wire that was protected by Qichi, then gently lifted one, coiled it on top of the other two, and tied a knot... …

Everything became quiet following Xiaojiao's movements. If it wasn't for the occasional faint sound of water droplets falling from the stalactites, one would think that the world in the picture scroll had become static.

As time passed by, a layer of fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Xiaojiao's forehead.There was also a slight blush on the cold white skin.He pursed his lips tightly, and every movement was very careful.

You Ji wanted to help him wipe off his sweat, but as soon as he raised his hand, he was worried that it would affect the other party.The hanging hand shook it, but slowly put it down.

"The last touch." Xiaojiao murmured, then inserted both hands into the silk thread, crossed it, and turned it outward.

Just hearing a "噗——", all the silk threads on the chrysalis began to vibrate together, making bursts of humming.The sound of the guqin, which seemed to be plucked suddenly, reverberated in the grotto for a long time, startling the underworld butterfly lying between the Luo statue and the stalactites...

In the next second, the smiling mouth of the Goddess Luo opened slowly.

Jiang Miao narrowed his eyes and sighed, "It's the entrance."

Just when several people raised their feet and were about to step in, Ming Die suddenly gathered together as if inspired by some kind, blocking the way.

As the dazzling light flickered on and off, the group of butterflies gradually turned into a human form.

She has long hair like a waterfall, with a begonia blooming on her forehead, and her crow-blue dress gradually becomes transparent from top to bottom. She looks like a god who does not allow blasphemy, but is a little more ghostly than a god.

There was also a spinning wheel in front of her, and the silk threads coiled on the chrysalis were connected to this spinning wheel.

At this time, the spinning wheel of the spinning wheel is still spinning, and new silk threads are produced, which reinforce the 'chrysalis' in the inner chamber.

The woman stopped spinning, then opened her pale gray eyes, looked at Xiao Jiao and said softly, "Are you from the Loi tribe?"

Xiaojiao was startled slightly, then nodded timidly, and whispered, "My mother is."

"Your mother?" The woman's voice was very ethereal, and every word she said would echo in the grotto.

"Her name is Lu Shan." Xiao Jiao said.

"Lu Shan..." The woman frowned, thinking hard, "Only the designated heirs will be proficient in Roy embroidery. Where is your mother now?"

"They said she was sick." Mentioning Lu Shan, Xiaojiao's eyes showed loneliness again.He stared into the woman's eyes and asked, "What about you? Are you also from the Roy tribe?"

The corner of the woman's lips curled up slightly, her eyes became distant, as if she had traveled through time and space and returned to a long time ago.

"My name is Ayu." She shook the spinning wheel and said slowly, "But this name has been called by no one for a long time. Now, they all call me Bisuo Nu."

"Ayu..." Jiang Miao murmured to himself, feeling that he had heard this name somewhere before.Then his eyes converged, and he said in a serious voice, "Are you the creator of Zhuolu Opera, Ayu?"

A Yu's fingertips caressed the silk thread, and stopped again, "Do you recognize me?"

"I recognize it." Qi Chi's eyes darkened, "You also made the first human skin lantern."

When A Yu heard this, a bit of self-mockery appeared on his face.

"Biso girl..." Jiang Miao frowned and said, "So you are in the Shura body now?"

"That's right." A Yu said, "After I extinguished the human skin lantern and handed it over to the successor, my soul sank into the bottom of Luochuan to look for our god. I didn't expect to be found by him, which made me what I am now."

"Taoist Buzhou Mountain?" Qi Chi said in a low voice, "He asked you to create this barrier and keep it here?"

A Yu said nothing, bowed his head and continued spinning the silk thread in his hand.

Jiang Miao looked at the chrysalis that was entangled with silk thread again, and felt annoyed for a while. He couldn't help stepping forward and asked sharply, "Do you know who you are helping? Tang Deyong not only harmed your people, but also tried to remake it with his own flesh and blood. Human skin lantern..."

He waved his hand and pointed at Xiaojiao, gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you say that the crime of that lantern is too deep? Didn't you tell the generations of generations that you can only go to your gods by extinguishing this lamp? Now you are actually killing the clansmen together with the murderer, big sister Did you make a mistake?!"

"I did this entirely to protect our gods..." Ayu said a little madly, "As the Roy people, they should also dedicate their lives to the gods."

"Damn it, you're a fucking cult!" You Ji, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't take it anymore, stepped forward and cursed, "If you die, why don't you go down and report to Lord Yan first, why go to Luochuan , I don’t take the underworld seriously!”

"Now that I have entered the Asura Way, I am no longer under the control of your underworld." A trace of ruthlessness flashed in A Yu's lowered eyes, "Besides, I have no choice but, how do you know?"

She raised her head suddenly, and tightened her hand holding the spinning wheel: "In order to protect our God, even if I abandon everything, I will do it!"

As soon as A Yu finished speaking, countless silk threads suddenly flew out from the spinning wheel, heading towards the four people on the opposite side...

The author has something to say: continue tomorrow morning!