Little Mr. is one hundred years old

"Qing Huan, wait for me, where are you going?" Xue Yuan followed behind Qing Huan, shouting as he walked.

Qing Huan walked forward on her own - completely relying on her own feeling, that familiar feeling, where to turn, where to go straight, and finally stopped in front of the bamboo forest.

"Huh? So there is a bamboo forest here." Xue Yuan wanted to say something when he saw Qing Huan walking firmly in one direction, and he hurriedly followed.

Qing Huan pushed aside the bamboo, revealing the cave inside.

Xue Yuannahan said: "Have you been here before? How do you know there are caves here?"

Qing Huan didn't answer, just walked inside, the soil and air in the cave were very dry, and there was no peculiar smell.Go all the way to the innermost part, where there is a stone bed with a quilt on it.There is a pair of bowls and chopsticks on the stone table next to it.

Qing Huan saw traces on the wall one after another, which were traces of swords - did someone practice swords here...Suddenly Qing Huan saw a word in the corner of the wall, which was the only clear The shape of the character—"Let"...the mark of the word is very deep. When the letter was carved, one can imagine how deep the emotion was in the person's heart at that time...but it happened to be such an inconspicuous place in the corner of the wall. will find out...

"Qing Huan, there are people here..." Suddenly, Xue Yuan called out: "Look, this bed is still warm!!!"

Qing Huan walked over, probed, and sure enough, there was still some warmth, which meant that someone was sleeping not long ago... Then... where is that person?

"Qing Huan, do you think we were locked up here because of this person?" Xue Yuan analyzed, "Since we came here, he hasn't shown up. He should be hiding here and watching us secretly... "

"No," Qing Huan shook her head, "It's not him."

"Him?" Xue Yuan looked at Qing Huan: "Do you know him?"

Qing Huan said: "It's not him anyway. I don't understand why we are trapped here, this is not the time and space we live in..."

"You mean..." Xue Yuan opened his eyes wide: "We have traveled through time and space?! Just like in novels and TV?...No, then why didn't we see a person? Could it be that what we traveled to is infinite? Is it a place for people?"

"The time and space we live in is a different-dimensional space, which retains the state of a certain moment in the past, except for people." Qing Huan said, "It's like the steamed buns you ate yesterday, of course it didn't appear out of thin air... and the quilt now In another time and space, there are indeed people here, but we can't see them, and they can't feel us."

"..." Xue Yuan blinked: "I still don't understand. Then how do we get out?"

"……I do not know either."

"..."

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People are trapped in this inexplicable place, but normal needs still have to be solved-such as eating.Qing Huan can stop eating, but Xue Yuan can't.

"You said, if we pick their vegetables, will people in another time and space find that their vegetables are missing?" Xue Yuan seemed to be in good spirits, maybe it's been a long time, but the fear is not so strong.

"Maybe." Qing Huan said absently.

"Qing Huan, can you cook?" Xue Yuan asked him.

Qing Huan shook her head: "It's fine to boil it." In his bones, he still thought that "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen".

The corner of Xue Yuan's mouth twitched: "Then you can light the head office for me, right?"

"Okay." Qing Huan walked to the back of the stove, picked up the bamboo tube stored on the side, opened it, took out the torch inside, blew on it, and the flame ignited, he lit the dry leaves and put them into the stove hole—— Xue Yuan on the side was dumbfounded——

"The movements are so skillful, I thought you would do this often."

Qing Huan froze for a moment, and said, "I learned it from a book."

Xue Yuan started cooking, and Qing Huan stared at the fire from behind the stove—the sound of shovel stir-frying was heard in her ears, Qing Huan stared at the crackling flames, staring at them, the fire became more and more intense. Big, Qing Huan's eyes gradually turned into a sea of ​​flames...

There were screams and shouts everywhere, and the flames lit up a large area of ​​the sky.

In the main hall, the monk knelt in front of the Buddha statue, put his hands together, and silently recited "Amitabha Buddha", with an extremely devout expression, as if he had been liberated in it—but he turned a deaf ear to the outside situation, as if he was already outside the world of mortals, The world is tired.

Qing Huan stood aside, looking at the monk who looked exactly like her, the agitation in her heart was self-evident.

is it him?Own previous life? ...What is he thinking in his heart at this moment?I don't know if it's true that everything is empty...

'Xue Rang... Xue Rang...'

Qing Huan tried to call his name, but couldn't make a sound. He wanted to touch him, but couldn't move an inch...

At this time, the monk on the futon opened his eyes, revealing cold pupils.

He turned his head and looked in Qing Huan's direction - his eyes were so indifferent that there was no trace of emotion.

'Xue Rang...can you see me? 'Qing Huan asked.

The monk just looked at him quietly and didn't speak.

With a "bang bang", the heavy palace door was pushed open forcefully.

Qing Huan looked at the door——in the background of the raging fire, a man in black armor stood at the door, tall and straight, tall and strong, with an imposing manner, like a god.

"Xue Rang." The man approached step by step, calling out the name of the monk who turned his back in a deep voice: "Are you really disregarding life and death, and want to dedicate yourself to your Buddha?"

Xue Rang slowly got up from the futon, turned around, clasped his hands together, and nodded to the man: "My lord, long time no see."

"I thought you forgot about me." The man sneered.

"Don't dare."

The man grabbed the monk's hand, "Follow me."

"It's full of evil spirits outside, so it's not as clean here." The monk wanted to withdraw his hand, but the man grabbed it tightly.

"There are evil spirits outside..." The man stared at the monk: "In your eyes, am I the same?"

The monk looked out of the door with his eyes drifting away: "Have you heard the lord? Those wailing and screaming, they are very unwilling...not willing to be dragged into hell...The world is innocent...My lord, are you not afraid of retribution?"

"Don't be afraid." The man's eyes were serious: "If I am afraid, I will be dragged into hell."

"Is power that important?" the monk asked lightly.

"Of course it's important." The man took the monk's hand and walked out: "Follow me..."

"Wait..." The monk remembered something, turned his head, and looked in Qing Huan's direction——

The man also turned his head, glanced in Qing Huan's direction, and then dragged the monk forcefully out of the hall...

That glance made Qing Huan unable to recover for a long time——

It's him.Ji Zhiqiu.

Until the plaque at the entrance of the main hall was burned down by the fire, the fire blurred everything in front of me, and the smoke reached Qing Huan's eyes... Tears flowed out like that...

"Qing Huan...what's the matter with you?"

Qing Huan came back to her senses and saw Xue Yuan's concerned eyes.

He wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "It's smoked."

"Be careful, don't get so close..."

"Um……"

Qing Huan stood up and looked outside at the already dark sky - I don't know when the dawn of the third day will come...