Ji Shanqing's mind is basically a storm now. At the very least, he has no hope until he sees an intact Lin Sanjiu - Qing Jiuliu just glanced back at that personality.
, turned around again, and found that Ji Shanqing had run quite far in the direction pointed out by the personality, and it seemed that he was not suspicious at all.
"Wait," Qingjiuru finally grabbed his shoulder and told him to slow down.
Ji Shanqing turned his head, as if he couldn't see him in his eyes. His eyes passed through him, but he still felt dissatisfied: "What are you doing?"
"Use paper cranes," Qingjiuru glanced behind him and whispered.
Ji Shanqing, who has always been smart and astute, actually needs someone to remind him before he can think of this issue. It can be said that caring leads to confusion. His reaction was not slow, he said "Oh", hurriedly took out a paper crane and said:
"That makes sense."
After all, that personality appeared suddenly, who knows if he really pointed in the right direction?
The paper crane is different. It can faithfully lead the two of them to where Lin Sanjiu is at the moment. They didn't consider using the paper crane before because they were afraid of being discovered by Xiusius; but if Xiusius has already
Now that Lin Sanjiu has been caught, there is nothing to worry about.
Just when he was about to release the paper crane, Qingjiuru held him down again. "Are you really going to let it go like this?"
Ji Shanqing blinked twice - if the eyes are really the windows to the soul, then Qing Jiuli felt that what he saw through the window now must be Lin Sanjiu's image.
"Yes," he finally realized quickly, "that personality may be lying... If Oasis hasn't found his sister yet, if we release the paper cranes like this, it will be like leading him the way."
It would have taken at least several minutes of debugging for anyone else, but it was quite simple in Data Body's hands; but after more than ten seconds, a thin, metallic wire stretched out from the belly of the paper crane, and it looked like
It is simply an innate part of it - generally speaking, once a paper crane is flown, it is very difficult to take it back. Ji Shanqing's change is equivalent to transforming it into a kite.
If you think about it carefully, Ji Shanqing should have spent energy writing the paper crane... During this period of time, he has been by Lin Sanjiu's side, fighting, running around, writing items, almost responding to every request; after such a long period of consumption,
How much energy is left in his body?
After thinking about it, Qingjiu Liu didn't ask directly.
"Lin Sanjiu," Ji Shanqing's voice trembled slightly when he spat out the name; Qing Jiuliu could almost imagine what he expected and what he feared at this moment.
The paper crane leaped into the night, and the thread flashed slightly in the dimness. Sure enough, it was heading in the direction pointed by Feng Siti.
Without saying a word, the two of them chased after each other. Zhihe was much more accurate than Yaoyao's finger. In just a minute or two, the two of them had already passed half of Luoshi City; but the night ahead was still silent.
No waves, no trace of anyone fighting.
...From another perspective, if Oasis has really caught Xiaojiu, then she may not have much room to fight.
Qingjiuliu glanced at Ji Shanqing from the corner of his eye; he knew that he would not be the only one who thought of this.
Ji Shanqing hasn't said a word since a while ago, clenching his teeth tightly and focusing all his energy on the paper crane.
Although it seems that the two of them can just follow the paper crane, but even if they just think about it, the difficulty is staggering.
The flying speed of the paper crane is extremely fast, and the flying height can even be close to a thousand meters. To keep it within the field of vision, it means that he must run as hard as he can while constantly transmitting commands to the data of the paper crane, so that it can maintain a
The height and speed that won't throw the two of them away - if you completely rewrite the data of the paper crane, even such a simple small item will take some effort; so Ji Shanqing would rather use this one to continue to consume his energy.
and energy, just to find Lin Sanjiu earlier.
Qingjiureu didn't persuade him because he knew it would be useless.
Sometimes, he was even a little envious of Ji Shanqing: How great the fear and anxiety Li Bao felt at the moment, how bright the light he felt when he returned to Lin Sanjiu's side, and how intense the joy was——
What Qing Jiuliu pursues is another way of life.
He had to use alcohol and other things to make the strong impact lose its sharpness and become numb and blunt, so that he could find a space for breathing.
Perhaps Ji Shanqing was too focused when adjusting the output command, or perhaps the accident happened at the moment when Qingjiu Liu was slightly distracted - when the two suddenly stopped, the paper crane hit the ground with its head.
The sound of "click" on the stone wall in front echoed in the air; just like a live bird flying up the glass window, the paper crane slipped softly from the stone wall and fell to the ground.
"What's going on?" When Qing Jiuli blurted out, Ji Shanqing had already raised his hand quickly, took the paper crane back and held it in his palm.
"The order has been cut off," he spoke after a few seconds. His voice was smooth and steady, but beneath the almost calm tone, it seemed as if a quicksand pit was collapsing, expanding, and falling deeper.
"The order to find my sister... was obviously not completed, but was interrupted."
Qingjiureu looked around.
The place where the paper crane hit the wall was in an alley. From just now, the paper crane led them to turn left and right, gradually going deeper, and soon they walked into the densely populated stone buildings and narrow streets of Luoshi City.
In the area; they just emerged from the previous path, and before the paper crane could turn the corner, they hit the stone wall in front of them.
"That what... the direction Feng Sti mentioned should be over there, right?" Ji Shanqing looked around, almost unable to conceal his almost desperate urgency.
They were led so far by the paper crane. Who can say for sure where Feng Siti was pointing in the first place?
"Come here and take a look at this,"
Qingjiureu stood in front of the stone wall and turned to call him.
Ji Shanqing walked up without saying a word - every minute and every second he was not running towards his sister, he seemed to be suppressing some discomfort.
As early as when he was analyzing the paper crane, Qing Jiuliu had already observed the wall through the dim skylight. At this time, Ji Shanqing's eyes followed his fingers and landed gently on the stone wall, slowly
Turned slowly a few times.
If I really want to use an analogy, it's like someone carved a lot of comic strips on this wall.
In the first picture, a man with a crude shape and a woman with a crude shape are standing face to face, with a moon above their heads. The only thing that can make people recognize that it is a woman is the circle that represents the head.
Several long strands appeared, which seemed to represent hair.
The second picture changes the scene: two equally crude human figures stand on a road, seeming to be talking to a person in the shadow of a building.
Ji Shanqing raised his eyebrows slightly. "The first picture is my sister, and the second picture is us?"
Qingjiuru nodded silently and moved his finger to the next picture.
In the third picture, the two figures are running, with a little bird flying in the air in front of them.
In the fourth picture, a long shadow is cast behind the woman, and a human-shaped black shadow is halfway out of her shadow. Next to the black shadow, there are two small characters that say "radish".
"Wait a minute," Ji Shanqing quickly glanced at Qing Jiuliu, "Carrot?"
"I also thought of the visa officer we killed at the first time." Qingjiuru wanted to laugh, but was afraid that the sound would be a bitter smile. "After all, you also discovered it, right? Every painting is more beautiful than the last one.
Detailed, more clear... This floating shadow is obviously a person, not a real carrot."
By the time of the fifth painting, the woman's figure composed of lines carved on the stone wall had already been enriched with many details - the tank top, the length of her hair, the boots on her feet... For those who are familiar with her,
The words were enough to tell that it was Lin Sanjiu.
It's just that it's Lin Sanjiu submerged in the water; there are still a pair of hands tightly holding on his ankles, as if he is being dragged down by some water ghost.
"The fifth painting is now...she is in the water at the moment." Qingjiuru whispered, pointing to the sixth painting. "Because the pictures seem to be arranged in chronological order...you see."
In the picture of a stone wall that is more refined and richer than the previous one, two figures who are obviously Qing Jiuliu and Ji Shanqing are standing at the fork of an alley; not far in front of the fork is a stone wall.
Wall, on the ground under the stone wall, lies a paper crane - the traces and shape of the origami are all clear.
The two people in the picture have their backs to the "viewer"; it's as if the person who painted them on the stone wall is standing behind them.
Ji Shanqing couldn't hold it back and suddenly turned around - he was so panicked at that moment that even Qing Jiuliu couldn't help but look back - the alley where the two came was filled with large chunks of
Overlapping shadows, but still empty, no one.
"Where's the seventh picture?" He turned around quickly, "How is sister-"
Their eyes fell on the next picture at the same time; but the seventh picture wasn't Lin Sanjiu either.
The two figures representing them approached the stone wall and were observing the pictures on the stone wall closely, just like the situation they were in at the moment.
The perspective is still behind them, but it's much closer than the previous one - it's as if the painter has walked behind them; even where Ji Shanqing's hair falls, it's clearly reflected in the picture.
It's displayed.
The only difference is Qing Jiuliu next to Ji Shanqing.
In the painting, Qingjiuru was pointing at the eighth picture on the wall. He was still unaware that a smaller black figure was slowly climbing up his back.
