Ling Xiaotu looked around and saw that there were many luminous stones inside. The space was not too small. There was a bed in the corner and some other things.
A child stood in the middle of the prison, watching them without panic.
He looked less than five years old, his skin was an unhealthy white color, and he was extremely thin.
The child's face is very beautiful, and his hair and eyes are pure black.[
He walked to the iron fence, tilted his head, and looked at Xuanyuan Xuantian and Ling Xiaotu up and down with an innocent expression.
After a while, he laughed:
"That's funny, you don't belong to this time."
Ling Xiaotu looked at him in surprise.
For a moment, she had wondered why someone would lock up a child, but now she thought she understood why.
Xuanyuan Xuantian looked down at the child with his usual cold tone:
"Who are you?"
"I don't have a name." The child looked up at him, "I have been here for a long time. The people who locked me here like to call me Xiaosha."
Ling Xiaotu squatted down and asked about the child. Xiaosha said:
"Can you manipulate time?"
Xiao Sha said to Ling Xiaotu with a sly smile:
"No, I can only feel it. No one can directly manipulate time."
"But you can make a prop to manipulate time." Xuanyuan Xuantian pointed the gun at the child's forehead.
Ling Xiaotu didn't know when he moved his hand, but she heard his voice narrating, "You made the bone hourglass."
There was no trace of fear in Xiaosha's voice,
"No, I do know how to make a bone hourglass, but I have not made it. At least not yet. Its design is in my mind, and I don't know when it began to exist there. You see
Pass the bone hourglass?"
He asked, looking at Xuanyuan Xuantian and Ling Xiaotu with his dark eyes, not missing any change in their expressions.
"No, you didn't just see it. You were sent here by it."
"Yes, we were sent here by it." Xuanyuan Xuantian said, "How can we go back?" [