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Chapter 86 The Falling Firefly

night.

While Mu Zhong and An were enjoying delicious fish soup in the wooden house, on the other side, the magic being developed by Ple Filka made new progress.

Based on the new discovery he got from the wooden clock this morning, he built a semi-independent rune model and successfully connected this model to the core area of ​​the overall rune structure...

Immediately afterwards, the rune structure underwent incredible changes. The runes arranged according to specific rules actually started to move on their own. The self-correction of these runes made the structure become more stable and refined.

Pule Filka's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "Success...succeeded?"

Then, he slumped back in the chair.

It was like seeing the full stop that represented the end of life. At this moment, it was magical that all his thoughts were gone.

His mind was empty now and his body was completely relaxed.

a long time……

Ple Filka straightened his body and looked slightly sad. He opened the drawer in the middle of the desk in front of him and took out a beautiful wooden box from it.

A string of bluebells is engraved on the lid of the box. Although it has faded due to age, one can still imagine its beauty when it was completed from the dim purple color of this pattern.

Ple Filka gently opened the lid, and inside was a silver-white photo frame.

He looked at the two people on the photo frame - those were his parents - then he stretched out his hand and gently touched the woman in the photo with the back of his fingers.

"Mom, after so many years, I have become old... Now I finally have the courage to accept myself..."

"I know you won't like me using magic to ask for your forgiveness, but... this is the only way I can muster up the courage..."

"sorry."

"sorry."

Because it is engraved in my heart, the sadness of more than 20 years ago can still make Pule Filka cry with grief even now.

………

the next day.

Ple Filka and Wooden Bell were talking outside the wooden house in the forest.

Mu Zhong told Master Pui what happened yesterday that "An can use magic power". After he finished speaking, he looked at the other person carefully and felt a little confused. Then he thought of Mayor Lajia's request, so he directly

Asked:

"Master Pui, why do I feel that you look a lot younger today? Has something good happened?"

Ple Filka did not say that the magic had been initially completed. He showed a cold smile: "Maybe it is because of the harvest festival banquet tomorrow night, to celebrate the arrival of the harvest autumn and to comfort the busy schedule ahead.

When I reaped the harvest, it was the happiest day in the whole town of Roby, and I was no exception."

He then asked: "Has anyone from the town come to invite you?"

Mu Zhong subconsciously felt that the other party was hiding something from him, but it was impossible for him to ask stupidly, so he nodded: "Yes."

"That's good……"

After talking for a while, Pule Filka turned to look at the giant peas in the vegetable garden, looking thoughtful.

He suddenly said: "Mu Zhong, do you want to leave something here?"

For some reason, Mu Zhong's heart shook when he heard this. He asked in as natural a tone as possible: "Why do you ask that?"

Pule Filka smiled and said: "Nothing, I just feel that you will become a very powerful magician in the future. Famous magicians always have endless anecdotes. I think you have stayed here for so long.

, if we leave some deeds in this town, maybe it will become a famous attraction in the future."

Although it was a 'joke', Mu Zhong heard something else.

It's cold and not interesting at all.

——He glanced at Master Pule casually, feeling a little puzzled. Why did this magician, who was nearly half a century old, not have the magnanimity of an older man at all?

'Well, it looks like I really have to get out of here.'

——Sighing in his heart, Mu Zhong put on the mask of playing tricks, and he also laughed: "Hahaha... Master Pulei, please don't make fun of me. I am an outsider. I can't guarantee that one day I will die."

Go back to your hometown and leave behind your deeds? Haha~ It’s so funny just thinking about it.”

"..."

This is a very heart-wrenching exchange.

After the two people talked for dozens of minutes, they each started their own work.

Pule Filka continued to teach Ann, and the wooden clock continued to 'leave' here.

...

——Duoerpo——

Because the people from the town came here yesterday to catch a large number of rabbits and frightened the remaining rabbits, this directly resulted in the wooden clock not seeing a single rabbit throughout the morning.

Looking at the empty Duo'erpo, Mu Zhong whispered to himself: "There is nothing worth observing here."

He is not an idiot, he knows some things very well.

Master Pule's jealousy towards him became more and more obvious. They were obviously dissatisfied with each other, but they had to pretend to be friendly on the surface.

"Getting along gradually turned into a kind of torture..."

"Well, after the Harvest Festival, let's leave Robby Town in more than a week... It's more natural to deal with it this way."

However, something happened that night that made this 'certain' plan undergo an unclear change.

………

That night, in order to relax, Mu Zhong went to the creek to fish again.

While he was fishing, he admired the scenery of the creek:

Under the night, the fireflies flying by the stream are like the elves of the "forest stream". The red light spots are dancing or touching the grass blades. Coupled with the fiery red light falling on the water from time to time, this picture looks...

It looks like a real painting.

Beautiful, yet a little bit heart-wrenching.

"The end of life is also the time when the fluorescence is the brightest..."

Mu Zhong dropped the fishing rod and lay down on the grass, "Ah~~ Huoliu Ying is so handsome."

Under the moonlight, the stream reflected sparkling waves. In the mottled light, the wooden clock vaguely saw something by the water.

He stood up suddenly and walked over.

At the edge of the stream, the rippling water washed something to the edge of the stream.

"The body of Huoliuying?"

He bent down, picked up some dead fireflies, and observed briefly for a while: "It looks much bigger than the fireflies on Earth... and its abdomen is magma red..."

"It's a little strange."

"Shouldn't the firefly fall into the water and be eaten by the fish in the water? Why is it still washed up on the shore? And there are so many..."

Could it be...that it was the result of my pot of 'peas and tofu'?

Because the fish here are full, so they let these fireflies go?

"I think this is a bit strange..."

The pouring of 'peas and tofu' happened at noon yesterday, and now it is the evening of the next day. There has been a gap of one and a half days, which according to Wu World time, is about forty hours.

With such a long interval in between, it is difficult to say that this is a problem of 'too full fish'.

Other more reasonable explanations include - "Because they ate peas and tofu, the fish in this stream collectively suffered from gastrointestinal indigestion?"
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