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Chapter 483 He is my son Polo(1/3)

 Under the lava volcano.

Temple of Glass in Black Rock City.

The six witch doctors seemed particularly busy. They walked staggeredly in the temple, moving and packing various sundries.

Some even hold something like a small mountain in their hands, which looks like acrobats in a theater troupe. They walk carefully for fear of bumping into each other.

"Get out of the way!"

"Don't run into it."

"careful!"

In addition to the witch doctor, you can also see Velen, the mythical spirit.

He also floated around like a balloon, walking at the front, as if leading the way for the witch doctors.

There is also a mushroom man in the corner, wearing a big "hat", his body is shaking, his body is like noodles, obviously there is no wind in the hall.

Although there was a busy atmosphere inside and outside the temple, a few people seemed out of place.

Light is refracting and surging everywhere in the main temple, except for a small shadow under the altar, where a chair with a long backrest and hollow armrests is placed.

Sheila was sitting on the chair, looking at the mirror in her hand with all her concentration.

The fairy's magic mirror and Sally's glass jar look similar in some aspects, but the glass jar looks down from above, giving a clear view of the world and all living things.

Every story in the mirror is presented from the perspective of life. It can be a snake man, a winged man, a lizard man, a monster or some kind of animal, or a winged demon flying across the sky.

It seems as if you are watching the world with a certain life and passing through the cycle of time together.

Live with them in this vast, seemingly limitless world.

However, the mirror is eternal.

But the lives in the mirror disappear inadvertently, even before the mirror sees them, they have disappeared.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Sheila particularly likes holding mirrors.

When everything is gone.

Only the Dream Star Sea still records their past, and only this mirror can know their past.

Their joys and sorrows, their joys and sorrows.

Sheila's mirror reflected the appearance of the lizard-man Anu, who transformed from a snake-man, to a lizard-man, and then turned into a black dragon.

Seeing the last conversation between the two Anu, Sheila suddenly sat up.

His expression looked particularly sad and melancholy.

"Time is so terrible!"

Sheila couldn't help but raise her head and ask God Yinsai.

"Will everyone be changed by time?"

"Will everyone become unrecognizable to who they used to be?"

The Creator Yinsai is walking in the temple, passing under the wide glass at the edge of the temple as if strolling.

The glass transmits the outside world and faintly reflects the scene inside.

When Yin Shen heard Silla's question, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"If you are asking me, I have already been changed by time."

Yin Shen looked at the goblin who poked his head and looked at him curiously.

"Sheila!"

"When I came into this world, it was different from what it is now."

"When I came, there was nothing in this world."

"I'm afraid of being alone and returning to eternal darkness and time, so I create a lot of things."

Sheila knew this, even though she had not been born at that time: "You created Lederiki and Sally, you created the Trilobite and the Ruch Troll, you created the Archaeoplasma and many creatures in the sea."

God Yinsai nodded: "It's a pity that no matter how much you create, some things cannot be retrieved."

"It's like something in your memory was broken when you were a child, and when you grow up you get a new one."

"But it's different after all. You can't replace something with this new one, and you can't use other things to make yourself feel like you've returned to the past."

Silla’s eyes moved slightly: “What happened next?”

She seemed to want to ask, did He still feel lonely afterward?

Yin Shen said: "Later, I got used to it."

"Get used to loneliness, get used to darkness, and even enjoy it a little bit."

"I even think it's pretty good outside time and the universe. There, you don't have to think about anything, you don't have to think about anything, you just have to wait."

Sheila stood up, she seemed a little scared.

I am afraid that one day Yin Shen will return to the outside world, return to the outside world, and never come back again.

But Yin Shen continued.

"But sometimes I still think of this place and some of the things here."

"I will want to come back and have a look, and I will care."

"Get used to finding anchors in loneliness, so as not to let yourself get lost in the years and time."

"Actually, I am the same as most people in the world."

"It's just that I live longer, and I live too long."

Although He possesses eternal power and immortal form.

But He also changed over the years and was assimilated by time.

Perhaps the only race of life that can best resist the passage of time is the goblin race.

But if we truly transcend time, there will be no change at all.

Yin Shen suddenly looked at someone in the corner.

In the corner, there is a little girl sitting on the ground in front of the glass, with her legs spread out wide. She doesn't like to sit on a stool. Instead, she likes to sit on the ground, on stone steps, on a altar, or she can lie down.

Beside the girl, there was a mushroom man.

Sally was holding an exploding candy and was eager to eat another one, but she hesitated and touched her hair.

Suddenly, she felt the eyes looking at her from a distance.

Sally held the candy and looked at Yin Shen with big eyes and a "smart" look.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Sally was at a loss, and then looked at the candy in her hand.

She suddenly remembered one of her actions last time and thought that Yin Sai Shen was doubting her and wanted to do it again, so she giggled sheepishly.

"Hey, this time is not for you."

Yin Shen looked at Sally's appearance, and for some reason the corner of his mouth curled up.

"nothing."

"I just envy you sometimes, Sally."

Sally didn't understand why the God of Insai envied her.

Are you jealous that you have candy?

Give it to him and he won't eat it.

Sally couldn't understand, so she stopped thinking and focused her eyes on her candies again.

This kind of exploding candy made by goblins is very interesting. It does not cause hair to explode through some kind of stimulation.

Instead, it gives you the idea that your hair will explode, and then turns this idea into reality, allowing you to use your own power to explode your hair.

This is the power of dreams and the power of fairies.

It is precisely because of this that even if the Lord of Life does not deliberately resist this force and this idea, this candy will be effective for him.

Because this is equivalent to letting her own power be exerted on herself.

Sally didn't want her hair to explode, so she looked at the mushroom man aside and grinned.

"Open your mouth."

The mushroom man seemed to know what Sally was thinking, and immediately hugged his big hat tremblingly.

"woo woo woo woo!"

"Great Master, I have no hair."

Sally looked at the mushroom man's "big hat" and felt that the other person was right.
To be continued...
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