The ethereal and sad song is like a narration from ancient times. The resentful spirits swirling around Dongchen dance gracefully, crisscrossing back and forth in the air, and their ferocious faces gradually calm down as the song sings.
Sadness, poignancy, nostalgia, reluctance...
Too many emotions surged out from the resentful spirits, and traces of them melted in the wind, drifting away and wandering...
Tears fell down drop by drop, and there were sobs in the wind...
"I'm so sad. What are you doing, brother? Annie...Annie...so...want to...cry..." The little angel looked strangely at Dongchen, who was standing still in the ruins, his big watery eyes flickering.
, tears welled up, a little bit crystal clear.
Christina gently raised her hand and slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of Annie's eyes, her green eyes shining with gentle light: "Don't scratch him, trust him."
"..."
The singing continued, and Dongchen put down the knife.
A warrior should not lay down his weapon, especially when facing an enemy. Why did Dongchen abandon his sword? What did he want to do?
His teammates looked at him strangely, watching him run towards the sunset, watching him run towards the highest point of the ruins.
The afterglow of the setting sun is always brilliant. It is not like the rising sun, which brings hope. It brings magnificence and is the final elegy.
The unknown soul raised its head, and a smile appeared on its illusory face.
A moment is eternity!
No matter how magnificent the sunset is, there will still be one tomorrow, but this smile will never come again.
She left, dissipated in the wind and turned into dust.
The little stars of light gradually flew in the wind, like that unknown song.
In despair, I stretched out my hand, trying to catch the last bit of light, but in vain I could only watch it shatter at my fingertips, like a beautiful dream.
Standing in the wind in despair, watching the last ray of light sink into the ground.
it's dark.
A jingle was heard, and she lowered her head sadly. A gemstone necklace stopped quietly on the ground. The drop-shaped purple gemstone shone softly, as beautiful as her eyes.
He slowly lowered his waist and reached out to pick it up. The cold touch felt without any warmth.
Inexplicable sadness welled up in his heart, and Dongchen found a line of small words: "To Shyvana Delin, my sister who will always love you, Alleria."
"Is your name Alleria or Shyvanadelin?"
I left as quietly as I came.
He pressed his suffocated chest and returned to the team with melancholy. Before he could speak, he walked up to him in a rare move: "Blessings and instructions from the resentful spirit, apprentice, I really don't know whether you are lucky or unlucky."
"You mean it?"
The necklace hangs in the air, the faint purple glowing dimly in the moonlight that has just risen at night, eye-catching.
Christina's eyes froze.
"Oh! Antique, dear, are you going to give it to me? Yes, you are so kind."
Lifting his fingers, he took the necklace into his palm, avoiding Christina's attack. Dongchen held her in his arms: "Don't make trouble, listen to Master Bujie's explanation."
"Wraith spirits existed a long time ago. After people die, they stay in the world because they can't let go of their thoughts. This is a resentment spirit."
Thinking about the girl just now, and then thinking about the fat man and the little boy he met earlier, Dong Chen nodded clearly: "Go on, explain this necklace."
"Not all resentful spirits are evil." Bujie clasped his hands and said, "Some resentful spirits will repent because of sudden events. At this time, they usually hand over their regrets to the person who can free them."
"Like it?" The palm of his hand was opened, and the lavender gem was shining.
Bujie showed a smile: "Yes, the things that resentful spirits place their thoughts on are also called curses and blessings."
"Curse the blessed thing?"
"It's a curse, but it's also a blessing." Bujie's tone was filled with a hint of sadness: "If you can fulfill the regrets of the resentful spirit, you will be blessed. Otherwise, you will be cursed."
"Really or not?" Bagobold held his arms with both hands, holding a cigarette in his mouth, with a strange look on his face: "God, you are both a curse and a blessing. We are all so virtuous. How can you tell me?
Me, what can it curse by cursing, and what can it bless by blessing? Damn it, these pseudo-scientific things should be eradicated."
Faced with Bego's unethical doubts and curses, Bujie shook his head: "You scientists are always talking about science and not talking about science, but science itself is a ridiculous thing."
"You say science is ridiculous?"
"Isn't it?" Bujie's face lost the previous Zen concentration, and his ferocious look did not look like a monk at all: "You scientists who deserve to go to hell always describe things that you cannot explain as pseudoscience. You are the ones who deserve to go to hell.
A group of lunatics, a group of lunatics even crazier than us religious people. At the very least, we lead people to good, but you can only lead people to destruction."
"You..." Bergobald wanted to refute, but he couldn't. Because the main reason for the apocalypse was human technology. If it wasn't because of too much greed, no one would have brought living Zerg specimens back to their home planet.
, thus causing the current irreversible disaster.
The apocalypse is caused by scientists, and everyone knows this.
"What's the point of arguing about what happened? Master Bujie, please explain the curses and blessings of this necklace."
"I have no idea."
"I don't know?" Dongchen looked away from the necklace in confusion and looked at Bujie.
He nodded slightly and closed his empty eyes: "I am blind after all, and some things I see are different from you."
"You are blind, so why have I never seen you eat food through your nose?" With a touch of sarcasm, Bergobold turned his head to the side: "What should we do next? Just walk out like this? I just saw it,
There’s not even anything to eat around.”
After a cursory glance around and looking at the stone-like trees, Dongchen was silent for a moment: "Let's go! The car broke down. We must leave if we want to survive. If we stay where we are, we can only wait to die. We can't eat stones."
. Let’s rest here tonight, and we’ll continue our journey tomorrow morning.”
Everyone understands the truth, it just requires someone to take the lead.
Humans are a group animal, and most of them follow blindly. But unfortunately, some people always think that they are very powerful. They are a group of arrogant fools. And this kind of fools are not needed in the end of the world.
The cold moonlight shone on the ruins, and Dong Chen sat in a daze at the place where the girl disappeared in the dusk.
The night wind blew by, and the drop-shaped purple gemstone swayed gently.
There was a heavy weight on my shoulders, and there was another person behind me.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing..." Turning back, looking at Christina standing pretty in the moonlight, looking at her cat-like green eyes, Dongchen smiled and held her in his arms, his cold heart moved with the warm and soft tenderness.
The body gradually becomes warmer.
"Antique, I have always wanted to ask you a question?" The murmuring voice sounded like a song in the night.
Dongchen looked at the moon, his chin touching the forehead of the beauty in his arms: "Say."
"If what happened last time had not happened, would you never have touched me?"
"How could it be?" He tilted his mouth and hugged her softly, Dongchen squinted his eyes: "You have to believe in your own charm."
"Then why didn't you come earlier?"
The awkward atmosphere filled the air, and a word came out in the night that made the moon even bleed...