Before anyone could react, their red books opened automatically, revealing a mission: fill the river.
Executors: Yu Niao, Qiu Yali, Ding Zhen, Qiu Ruoxi, Qin Ming, Huang Xiaoyun, Wu Siran, Wang Lei, Gao Pan, Yang Ying, Du Li, Mao Xue, Zhang Kecheng, Zhao Ji.
Another mission: repair the bridge.
Executed by: Shang Yu, Liu Yanyu, Mo Mo, Xu Yuan, Zhou Qi, Qian Yushu, Lin Zeyu, Liu Shun, Huang Shang, Li Xuan, Wang Lu, Chen Yan, Cheng Xin, Deng Xiaoqi.
Although the tasks are different, the small words marked at the end are the same: limited materials, unlimited time.
Qin Ming raised an objection. If there is no river, is a bridge still a bridge?
Just one sentence, and it instantly caused everyone to think deeply.
When the cup lid is paired with the water cup, it is called a "cup lid"; when it is put on the trouser waist, it is called a "belt"; when it goes through the shoe holes, it is called a "shoelace"...
The bridges connecting the two sides of the river have different shapes, but the bridges themselves are almost unique.
Does "building bridges and filling rivers" mean literally or does it have other connotations?
The river of everyone's thoughts is either deep or shallow.
Yu Niao could only think of so much for the moment. Looking around, she could see the various aspects of life from other people's faces. She put away her thoughts and opened her vibrating phone to read the message:
"Look carefully here."
The news was naturally sent by Shang Yu.
When he looked away from the red book, he noticed that Ding Zhen and Qiu Yali, three meters away, had extremely complicated expressions. They could only maintain their expressions for three seconds before quickly pretending to be nonchalant.
In order to see this place more comprehensively, Shang Yu deliberately moved to the broken stone bridge.
Probably due to a tacit understanding, Yu Niao held her cell phone tightly and came to the bridge as well.
The extent to which it broke was astounding.
It was not a natural or man-made disaster, it was almost completely worn away by the years, leaving no trace of its original youthfulness.
It seems to be broken but not broken, maybe it can be sustained, or it may come to an end in the next second.
Because of this, Yu Niao no longer dared to get closer to the center. She held the stone bridge that had been weathered by wind and rain with her left hand and scanned everything in front of her.
This place is very much like a certain area that has been cut out from a map. There is a real "borderline" here.
Within the lines are black, white and gray, and the distant mountains and grasslands are lifeless, just like the excess added to the canvas by a bad painter. All that lingers on the tip of the nose is the smell of decay.
Outside the line is a riot of colors, geese are migrating, horses are galloping, flowers are blooming, and what you can see more clearly is that the water and sky are the same color, so blue that it is refreshing.
She wiped her eyes to make sure they were not hallucinations, and was even more surprised to see that there was a world of difference between them just by "a thin line".
The heights from the river surface and the two banks seem to be different, with the former slightly higher.
After staring for a long time, she found that she felt a little dizzy when she stayed at the bridge and looked at the people on the river.
I don’t know why, but the river surface has a weightless feeling as if it’s falling downwards from a perspective view.
The length of the bridge and the direction in which the river extends. When Xun was dizzy, the appearance of the Phoenix Bridge and the Black River suddenly appeared in his mind.
When I turn my back and continue to look closely, the picture in my mind refuses to disappear and becomes clearer, almost matching the lines and surfaces in my field of vision.
Even though I have been to Phoenix Bridge only a few times.
She herself has no sense of comparison at all.
It seemed like something reminded her of this place.
There was a crowd approaching, and there was a lot of noise.
Yu Niao turned around suddenly, and the dull wind blew her bangs away. Her limbs became slightly stiff, and she suddenly felt an attraction that made her unable to move away for the time being.
There seemed to be something set up around me, and the crowds were noisy. It seemed that not everything I heard was heard, and I don't know what was blocking part of it.
This state continued until the group of people felt that there was danger on the bridge and left.
Yu Niao's feet suddenly became free, and the hazy feeling of not knowing where he was disappeared.
She looked under the bridge, and saw groups of people walking and talking along the river. Some people picked up dead branches and threw them into the river, while others squatted by the river and watched intently.
Shang Yu caught her eyes and understood what she was going through and her mood, so he sent a message asking her to come down quickly.
The blood moon above my head is still there.
Shang Yu glanced at the bridge again to see where Yu Niao was going, and found that Qiu Yali walked directly to Yu Niao who was getting off the bridge. Just as he was about to pass, Ding Zhen blocked the way.
"Yu Niao is ours now, what's the use of you going?"
Ding Zhen carried a lot of items that she thought were useful in her huge pockets. Before ten o'clock, she just prayed that they could be brought to another world and that her wish would come true.
At this moment, he was smoking contentedly, exhaling the smoke contentedly, and squinting at Shang Yu.
"We are all old players, so you should know that we are on opposite sides this time.
What is built over a river is called a bridge. We will destroy your bridge now. As long as the river is filled with water, we will succeed."
Shang Yu felt that what Ding Zhen said was right. As the name suggests, if there is water, it is called a river, but if there is no water, it is just dry land.
The bridge is relatively restricted.
Shang Yu understood the implication of Ding Zhen's words, looked at him coldly, pushed away Ding Zhen's outstretched arm, ignored it, and prepared to leave.
"Qiu Yali has already taken care of Yu Niao, you can see for yourself."
Ding Zhen chased after him, "Even if Yu Niao regrets it, we have our own way to deal with it. Here, it doesn't matter who dies.
You kid better not make trouble, otherwise, I will ask her to meet the Lord of Hell in advance."
Ding Zhen rarely saw a trace of helpless anger on Shang Yu's face. She laughed proudly and walked towards Qiu and Yu without looking back.
The person approaching at the same time was Qin Ming.
Shang Yu Wanban wanted to take Yu Niao away, but he didn't want any accident to happen to her, so he could only swallow his breath for the time being and secretly observe what the group of people wanted to do to take Yu Niao away.
"Brother Shang Yu, what should we do now?"
The voice came from behind Shang Yu, and Mo Mo's eyes no longer showed only fear and panic as before. She walked to Shang Yu calmly, took out her red book, and confirmed her mission to him.
"As far as I know, Liu Yanyu also has the same mission as us."
The reason why she knew about Shang Yu's mission was purely because she saw it by chance. In addition, she was threatened by Ding and Qiu, and she knew that Yu Niao and them were on the same mission.
"Don't look for me."
Momo grabbed Shang Yu's arm and angrily blamed him for his indifference and ruthlessness that should not be reflected at this time. It is not enough for one person to repair such a dilapidated stone bridge.
If she could do it alone, she wouldn't come here to get together despite knowing Shang Yu's personality.
"This little girl is right. Since we have the same mission, wouldn't it be better if we all unite and complete it as soon as possible?"
The speaker was the newcomer Qian Yushu, thirty-five years old, with an upright face, nearly 1.8 meters tall, with dark and rough complexion.
His job happened to be related to building roads and bridges. From the moment he arrived here, he carefully observed the surrounding terrain and pushed out his fear and anxiety.
Worrying about Yu Niao, Shang Yu was disrupted by his own panic. Qian Yushu's calmness made him calm down. He nodded and couldn't help but look up at the slightly dark sky.
The blood moon is slowly disappearing among the clouds.