Ringer heard the sound of footsteps coming from downstairs, along with the clang of chairs being moved and the crisp and sweet clang of knives and forks hitting wine glasses. It was Siesta and Shelia who were preparing today's dinner and bread.
Together with the aroma of vegetable soup, the faint floating smoke, and the afterglow of the setting sun that gradually spreads over the top of the forest, it mixes into a deep and dim oily color in the young man's room, and the scenery and the mood of the characters are combined.
It was frozen.
In his ears, the evening wind of the summer night brought a burst of intermittent conversations. Linge vaguely heard the words "Tianxin Church", "Seven-day Rites", "Goddess" and "Prayer" mixed in among them. This seemed to touch him all at once.
The memory of the past made him feel as if he was still immersed in a dream and had not yet awakened.
But this feeling only lasted for a moment. The young man soon regained consciousness. He looked steadily at the gray-haired girl by the window, her indifferent face reflected in his transparent and cold golden eyes.
It seems that he doesn't care about anything. In this regard, the two of them may have something in common.
"How long have I slept?" Ringer asked.
"About two weeks." Bai Ye clasped his hands on his chest, leaning against the window frame, his head slightly tilted, his eyes still fixed on the lone bird, watching it hovering over the forest and chirping hoarsely,
She seemed to want to blend into this strange environment, but she didn't dare to settle down. She was afraid of being ostracized and disliked by the aborigines on the empty island, which made her feel a little funny. She said casually: "I haven't calculated it carefully, but it shouldn't be much different."
When Ling Ge heard this, he frowned slightly, showing a dissatisfaction that was not that he was concerned, but just confused: "This seems to be different from what I asked for."
"Yes, but -" Bai Ye was finally willing to look back. She looked at the young man on the bed with a half-smile, and a slightly mocking arc appeared at the corner of her mouth: "You didn't say I couldn't do this, right?
"
Lin Ge was speechless for a moment.
The cause of the incident goes back two weeks.
One ordinary afternoon, Saint Xalia found Linge and mentioned to him that Bai Ye had the ability to enter other people's dreams. In fact, Linge had already noticed it, because he had also been in his own dream.
Seeing the figure of the gray-haired girl, he was thoughtful after waking up. But he didn't expect that Bai Ye could help the dreamer see the past memories after entering other people's dreams, and he took the initiative to propose to Saint Xalia, hoping that
In this way, the lost memory and power of the young queens can be recovered.
Saint Xalia thinks this is a good thing. If everyone's memory and strength are restored, the next journey against the Witch Association will be easier, right? What's commendable is that Bai Ye, who has always been indifferent and has nothing to do with himself,
She actually took the initiative to make such a suggestion, which showed that her heart may not be as closed as everyone thought, so she agreed with a little joy and hid the matter from others. However, other people here did not
Not including Ringer, the shepherd girl felt it was necessary to ask the young man's opinion, so she came to him.
After Ringer heard this, he immediately thought of a person in his mind: Metien.
Livia insisted that the pink-haired girl was the incarnation of the Holy Spirit in the Trinity system, so she decided to stay on Cloud Whale Sky Island and become the guide and guardian of the Holy Spirit. However, Linger knew that it was all nonsense.
, Metien can never be the incarnation of the Holy Spirit, Livia just grabbed a life-saving straw in a desperate situation, so she refused to let go.
But he also had to admit that his sister might indeed have some special features, and it was those special features that confused Livia's perception and caused her to misunderstand. In addition, Tiandis once said that Lunweiting
No files or information about Metien could be found in any orphanage or welfare home in the city. It can be seen that what Mr. Yang Ke said about adopting Metien was actually a lie.
As an elder brother, Ling Ge naturally wanted to know the true identity of Metien. This was not out of curiosity or other reasons, but to better protect her. However, even with the power of the witch association, he had found nothing, so he should go
Where to find clues? Therefore, this idea was buried deep in his mind and he did not mention it to anyone——
Until the white night appears.
If we could trace the past through dreams, back to the day when Mr. Yang Ke adopted him, and meet the young Metien again, maybe we could find some clues that had been buried deep in our memory? Even for Yang
Mr. Ke, he also has many things he wants to re-understand. This is a common emotion, which often arises in periods of confusion and hesitation: some people have certain things that they didn’t take to heart when they were young, and they can only stand on the fork in the road of life.
When he looked back, he realized that they had already decided everything in the future. What Ringer wanted to see were those crucial life nodes.
So, he made this request to Bai Ye.
However, the gray-haired girl at that time still had the personality of Gloria, so after hearing this, she looked at him in surprise: "What a strange request, Mr. Ringer, you are the first person I have ever seen who wants to take the initiative.
People who fall into dreams...ah, I don't mean to laugh at you, but dreams themselves are very complicated and not necessarily beautiful. Are you sure you are mentally prepared?"
certainly.
Before Lin Ge spoke, he had already thought about what he would see in his dream.
It's just those memories again.
When he was still wandering in the streets of the city, when Mr. Yang Ke decided to adopt him, when the three of them had a new home in Linville City, when life was gradually getting on the right track, when his adoptive father died because of
When he died in an accident, when his sister couldn't accept the reality and cried in his arms, when the young man decided to give up his studies and go home to inherit his dreams and last wishes... He saw it all in his eyes, those sorrows
Emotions of joy, fear, and confusion are blended one by one until the original colors are no longer visible.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Do you feel ashamed when you uncover the scar? Do you still feel pain when you touch the scar? When you cover the scar, have you ever thought about escaping for the rest of your life?
However, if you escape, you will definitely not dream about it?
For dreams, there is actually no difference between active and passive. If you are active, it will not give you any tenderness, and if you are passive, it will not give you any punishment.
Since there is no difference, why not make the choice yourself?
"You are sober." It was obviously a compliment, but Bai Ye's tone was indifferent, and there seemed to be a trace of regret. She had already taken over Gloria's body, and slowly stretched out her hand to Linge: "Better than that little fool.
You are much more awake. In fact, I quite appreciate a sober person like you, so let me fulfill your wish and lead you into a dream from the past."
…
In this way, under his initiative and her initiative, Lin Ge entered the dream and began to trace a period of the past.
Then, I slept for a full two weeks before waking up.
Naturally, you don't need to sleep for that long to have a dream, so it can only be understood that Bai Ye took it upon himself to use his dream to achieve other goals.
"What did you do?" Ringer asked bluntly.
Gloria stared at him unblinkingly, and then spoke after a long while, replacing the answer with a question: "Before that, let's take a look at your situation, Mr. Ringer. How do you find yourself in a dream?
Do you have the answer you want?"
The young man shook his head, summarizing the ending of the dream with this simple action.
He did go back to the past, and he did meet his adoptive father, Mr. Yang Ke, and Metien, who had not yet grown up. He reexperienced his teenage life in Linville City, but in the end he failed to see what was special about Metien.
, if anything, it’s probably because she matured too early. A little girl of only seven or eight years old is already more sensible than many adults. But this is the case for many who grew up wandering on the streets or in orphanages.
Characteristics common to all children are those shared by Ringer himself, so they are not conclusive evidence.
"That's it." Bai Ye grinned, not surprised: "Finding answers through dreams is originally a very low probability thing, because dreams are the veins of the soul and the language of the soul, and are more or less influenced by
The influence of the dreamer’s own subjective will cannot be absolutely fair and objective.”
It was rare for her to say a long paragraph. It would be better if she could tell Lin Ge before he fell asleep.
The young man's face was expressionless: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"You wouldn't believe it if I told you, right?" Bai Ye smiled nonchalantly: "With your character, you will have to be frustrated before you rethink the necessity of this matter. In this case, why should I rush to be a good person?
What if I give you a chance to criticize me instead?"
"I don't mean to blame you."
"You already blamed me just now."
"That's because you made your own decisions and made me sleep for two weeks without knowing anything." The young man gave her a cold look: "Can you tell me now why you did this, Miss Bai Ye?
?”
"Because I also want an answer."
Ringer frowned slightly: "What answer?"
"It's very simple, the relationship between you and the last king of elves." Bai Ye's faint smile disappeared, and now she gave people a very serious feeling: "According to the records of the Witch Association,
Green El, the last Elf King in the Western Continent, was once a member of the Creation Goddess Cult. After being defeated in the battle of the Sosen Mountains, he was entrusted by the seven saints to lead the remaining believers across the ocean and arrived in the distant sea.
The Eastern Continent, where he continued to fight against the Witch Association. His charisma caused countless aliens and demons to gather under his command, and established the paradise town of Assyria. He once became the most difficult enemy of the Witch Association, but in the end he lost to fate. Unfortunately,
However, he died of illness. After his death, the Witch Association believed that the prophecy of the Morya people had expired. Even the great witch would no longer appear, let alone the next king of elves. Therefore, they gave him the title of the last king of elves.
——Until you show up."
Bai Ye stared at Ringer's face, as if he wanted to see something from this expressionless face: "In Alice's game, you accommodated the power of the seven girls' queens, and finally appeared in the form of the King of Elves.
, I believe you have also seen how surprised Tiantis was at that time, because this was something that was beyond the expectations of the Witch Association. In addition, your name is so similar to that of the last king of elves, it is difficult not to make people doubt the two.
relationship between them.”
Ringer didn't even blink and was indifferent: "That's just a game. Maybe the cards are just Alice's fabrication."
"But Tiandis made it clear: the deck is the embodiment of the soul." Bai Ye smiled again, but the smile seemed a bit cold: "Many things are not groundless, but signs of fate, just like in the water.
Just like the holy beast Alcane guides lost souls to the other shore, if Miss Livia hadn't appeared on the island in an incredible way, who would have believed that this was true?"
She suddenly came closer, blocking the dusk outside the window with her body, lowered her voice, and whispered as if in a dream: "You too, Mr. Ringer, some of your signs are about to happen, which interests me very much. You are dreaming to see
My past memories, but I help you sink into a deeper dream in order to see the memories from a longer time ago, for example, the memories before you became 'Linge'."
Ringer moved back slightly and frowned: "Do you suspect that I am the reincarnation of Green El, the last king of elves?"
"Yes."
Bai Ye straightened up, leaned against the window again, and smiled faintly: "But you disappointed me. I didn't see any traces of past lives in your dreams. In other words, not only are you not Green El
The reincarnation is probably not the reincarnation of other people, such as Method, the last great wizard of the Morya people, or the animist saint Tumi."
"This reminds me," she recalled: "Bo Long, who is in charge of the first research department of the Witch Association, once put forward a point of view: There is no reincarnation of the soul of life. Once it dies, it will return to its essence. Even if there is reincarnation,
It is definitely not a reincarnation, but a new life. Therefore, except for the young queen, no one in the world will be someone else's reincarnation, and no one will inherit someone else's memory and power. They are all independent individuals."
"I don't like the witch association, but I agree with this." Lin Ge stood up, casually picked up the coat hanging on the hanger and put it on, and said indifferently: "I will not be the reincarnation of anyone with those big shots you mentioned.
It doesn’t matter.”
He paused and then asked: "I slept for two weeks. Didn't anyone else notice anything unusual?"
"No." Bai Ye shook his head: "Gloria used her ability to help you cover it up, so they will only think that you have rarely shown up recently and don't know that you have been sleeping for two weeks."
"That's good."
Lin Ge walked towards the door, and when he was about to push it open, his hand on the door handle paused slightly and said without looking back: "I should have thanked you for your help, but since you did this without my consent,
This kind of thing, so we are even. Also, since you already agree with Mr. Bailong's point of view, then don't do this kind of thing to anyone except the young queen. I believe you will abide by this agreement.
.”
Especially for Metien.
Then he pushed open the door and left the room, without even waiting for Bai Ye's answer.
The gray-haired girl stared quietly in the direction he left. A hesitant voice suddenly sounded in the empty room: "I think Mr. Ringer is right. Bai Ye, let's not do this kind of thing next time."
?”
"Shut up, Gloria." Bai Ye reprimanded without hesitation: "Who is following you or us? This is something I decided to do. A little fool like you has no right to take advantage of it."
"Bai Ye, don't keep arguing..."
"Who do you think I am arguing about?"
"Ah, you admitted it?"
"snort."
After ending the conversation with a modal word, the gray-haired girl suddenly turned around and disappeared into the room. The next moment she appeared in the distant forest. The green forest leaves were dyed magnificent red by the setting sun.
The night spread from the horizon like a tide, submerging the burning red clouds little by little. The girl stood under a cold shade of trees, staring at the bushes, messy grass blades and beaten trees in front of her with indifferent eyes.
Among the scattered berries, there lay a bird with gray feathers. I couldn't tell what kind it was. In short, it looked very miserable, with scars all over its body and its feathers scattered all over the floor.
There will also be a sense of competition between wild beasts, especially the battle between humans and elves. Every forest on Cloud Whale Sky Island is owned by an owner. In addition to belonging to their common master Ieta, it also belongs to those powerful and powerful people.
Beautiful birds and beasts. What good will happen to such a weak outsider who breaks into this place rashly?
"Did you see it?" She stared at the trembling bird, which was squeezing out a melodious whine from its throat, and said coldly: "This is not the place for a bereaved dog like you."
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to it. The gray-feathered bird seemed to want to resist, but it had no strength at all. It could only accept its fate as a lonely wanderer with great fear.
The next moment, he fell into a warm embrace.
The night spreads quietly, drowning out the last rays of light in the forest, and all the branches and leaves of vegetation are dyed into a dull black. Before the fireflies and luminous plants wake up, I am afraid that this silence will remain. The evening breeze blows slowly, and the grass leaves rustle.
There was a sound, but in the dark and deep shade of the trees, the girl's figure was lost.