Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

The bell tower built in the center of the Mingchichi Clan's mansion rings three times a day. The first ringing is when the morning bell has not yet rung, which means the wake-up bell. This is a custom that the Mingzhou Mingchichi Clan has retained for hundreds of years since the Dragon Ancestor became the immortal star god. , the second ringing is lunch time, even the busiest Vidyadhara people will calm down and enjoy the food, the third ringing represents the end of the day, only the melodious ringing of the bell echoes endlessly, that is It means that some clan members are leaving.

The Vidyadhara people believe in the immortal Dragon Ancestor. They believe that the clan members leave just to pursue the path of the Dragon Ancestor. At a certain time of a certain year and month, the departed clan members will definitely meet them again, no matter what the situation is. Way.

In the early morning when the doves were flying, the bell tower was rung and emitted a melodious bell. The sunlight split the gap between the clouds and shone on the flowers and leaves of the lotus pond in the center of the mansion, reflecting the halo of dew. Jingliu walked on the cobblestones to the sound of the bell. On the path, she passed by the Vidyadhara people who bowed their heads in respect to her, and walked towards the house that had not been opened for hundreds of years.

In the past, she was always holding on to time to take every next step, to calculate the time of reincarnation of the Vidyadhara clan, to calculate the lifespan of the Immortal Seed, to calculate the time for the onset of the demon's body disease, and she always calculated as carefully as a small farmer. Every step seemed like there was a roulette wheel of life in front of her eyes, and she was counting down the time, counting the time that belonged to them.

At that time, she would often lament the passing of time, lamenting why these hundreds of years passed like water. But today, she is no different from the immortal, but that time was extremely long, like a The path that never ends is dark and deep, making people feel lonely...

Immortality... is not a good thing...

She walked to the paint-red wooden door and stopped. It was obvious that no one had been here for a long time. There was a thick layer of dust on the red wood-grained window frame. The gauze curtains were still half-open, and the door handle was also stained. Thick dust accumulated, and the cheerful laughter of children came from outside the mansion. They were chasing each other on the lawn. They were laughing wantonly, warm and happy.

Jingliu gently touched the dusty paint-red wooden door. Sad emotions danced in the depths of her pupils. A cute girl with dragon horns on her head came out of nowhere, holding the same model of Jingliu in her hand. The little gourd with surprise in his eyes: "Grandma! Where are we going to eat and drink today!"

Jingliu shook his head and poked the girl's horns with his finger: "I will definitely take you there next time."

"Ah...it's the next time..." Bai Lu's little mouth pursed, and her tail waggled reluctantly.

"Well, I will definitely take you there next time." Jingliu said softly.

Bai Lu's eyes were filled with surprise, and her tail couldn't help wagging: "It's agreed! Next time, grandma will definitely take me to eat and drink! Hanging on a hook will not change for ten thousand years! Whoever lies to others is a puppy!"

"Well, next time I'll take you to eat the mung bean cake from Juntian Pavilion in the south corner of the street." Jingliu nodded lightly, stretched out his hand and pressed the door and pushed it slowly.

The door was not locked. Although it had gone through hundreds of years of erosion, the door lock was still intact. When she pushed it open, it did not make the old creaking sound she had imagined. The paint-red wooden door was not heavy, and it was not heavy for her. It was very light, but this time she felt that the door was extra heavy, as if there was another world behind the door.

She gently pushed open the lacquered red wooden door. The room was not bright. The dim sunlight filtered through the half-open gauze curtains and she stood on the neatly spread bedding. The air was full of the smell of dust, and the smell of dust seemed to still linger in the room. Breathing in his breath, the cool wind flowed in through the open wooden door, wandering in every corner of the house, and the sadness quietly spread out.

The furniture in the room was the same as before, covered with a thick layer of dust, but it was still the same as in her memory. How long had it been since she had set foot here?

Maybe it was a hundred years, maybe it was two hundred years. She originally thought she would have forgotten what this place looked like, but the moment she stepped into this place, those memories of the past rushed through her mind crazily. The flowers under the window sill, The broken corner of the table, the thick photo album on the bedside table...their laughter...

She closed the open wooden door and strolled along the wall, running her fingers across the dusty long table with an unopened box of cookies on it.

She nodded gently, tore open the package of the biscuit, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously. As she expected, there was nothing in the intact package, and the biscuits inside had long since disappeared. They had been stolen by someone somewhere. He would sneak it into his stomach with little tricks early in the morning, and then he would pretend to be innocent and denounce the profiteers for running rampant.

Yes, this is her home. No matter how time flies, how can she forget it? But why has she never dared to step here?

Are you afraid that there will be no sound of him snoring softly when you return home? Are you afraid that you will never see that figure with a lollipop in his mouth and a lot of snacks in his hand again when you go home? Or are you afraid of being alone?

She thought her home was big, big enough for her to chase him all over the house for a bag of snacks, as if she couldn't notice the passage of time, but she suddenly discovered that her home was small, small enough to have his Place is home.

Jingliu stood silently in front of the bedside table. After hesitating for a long time, she reached out and picked up the thick photo album, wiped off the dust with her sleeves, and gently opened the first page of the album. What she saw was not It was a photo taken with a mobile phone, but a portrait. The paint on it had long solidified. These bright colors still describe the content in the painting vividly after thousands of years, as if it happened yesterday.

That was their first real date. At that time, Xuanye Avenue was bustling with people. The elderly painter was sitting in the corner smoking a cigarette. Maybe they were the only guests of the painter that day. After all, with the advent of technology, With the development of the times, portraits have been gradually eliminated, and few people are willing to sit in place and pose quietly for an hour or two without moving.

But they were the only surprise. They sat there happily, thinking about what posture to pose. They didn't realize that an hour or two was difficult. Then he couldn't hold on any longer, and the dragon's tail was curled up on his knees. He gently leaned on her shoulder and started snoring. She was not sleepy, she just looked at his side face quietly and allowed the painter to record that moment.

Jingliu gently stroked the side face of the person in the painting, and the sadness came over her like a sea wave, but she had no tears, maybe she was used to it. She picked up the photo and looked at it carefully, and there was a faint blur behind the white paper. A line of writing was revealed, and she carefully turned it over to check, only to find that it was written in black pen.

"On our first date, I didn't eat, so I fell asleep from hunger, but my profile is still handsome, and she is beautiful, too, but why is my tail sore? Is it because someone keeps pinching me?"

Jingliu was suddenly startled. She put down the portrait in her hand and quickly looked at the back of the remaining photos. Sure enough, there were lines of writing on them. She didn't know when he wrote them.

"Before the morning bell rang, I was pulled up by Jingliu to practice swordsmanship. I was very hungry and listless. The ancients often said that beauty is good for food, but why is my stomach still growling?"

"On the first day I joined the Yunqi Army, I was so tired and hungry, but when Jingliu looked at me, I could only raise my chest and raise my head, pretending to be disdainful, but I really want to drink milk tea."

"The first time I killed the so-called remnant of fertility, the first time I saw the devil's shadow, I was so nauseated that I couldn't eat anything. Fortunately, I got the candied haws from Jingliu, but will she be like that in the future?"

"When we kissed her for the first time, her lips were so soft, softer than jelly, sweeter than milk tea. It turns out that girls are the cutest creatures in the world."

"We were walking on the arch bridge of Xuanye Avenue. She asked me what I was taking pictures. I said I was taking pictures of the scenery. She asked if it was beautiful. I said it was beautiful, but I didn't tell her that the night is beautiful, but you are more beautiful than the night. Beauty, you are the beautiful scenery in my heart forever."

"I don't know how to say it. The night is beautiful, and you are beautiful, but my mood is not good. The life of reincarnation of the Vidyadharas is approaching. How can I forgive myself for not remembering you? I can only gently Touch your face, kiss your lips gently, and pray to the so-called Star God to slow down time...slow down a bit..."

"I am counting down the time and find that the end of separation is getting closer and closer. I am very happy that I was born in Luofu, because you are with me at the beginning and end. The reincarnation of the Vidyadharas will be a new beginning, but for you, I I believe that only love will last forever, for you, thousands and thousands of times.”

"My dear...if you move forward, I will shine..."

Jingliu suddenly opened the quilt covered with dust, and the flying dust was looming under the sunlight. She curled up in the quilt holding the thick photo album. She suddenly felt so tired, and the sourness and sadness were almost It was about to overflow again, and she no longer dared to read any more, nor did she have the courage to continue reading.

She curled up in a corner of the bed, staring blankly at the sunlight outside the window, which was getting brighter and brighter. Gradually, the sunlight filled the entire room, illuminating every corner. There was a faint noisy sound outside. It was the newborn child of the Vidyadhara clan. They gathered together to play and chase, but she felt that the room was very dark, so dark that she could hardly see his shadow.

She slowly closed her eyes. The sun was shining brightly at the moment, shining through the gauze curtains and shining on her face. She suddenly had a feeling that lingered. She always felt that someone was lying on the bed. Looking at her from the other side, he had a doting and loving look, a look that was somewhere between cute and domineering, with a faint smirk, as if he would reach out and pinch her nose in the next second.

But she knew clearly that when she opened her eyes, she would not see him smiling evilly in the sun and carefully moving the dragon's tail, as if he wanted to hold her in his arms.

At this time, a gust of wind rolled up the white gauze curtains and fluttered in the air. The white gauze seemed to be dancing or waving enthusiastically. It fell gently and brushed against Jingliu's cheek. She vaguely heard someone whispering in her ear.

"I'm always by your side, never far away..."

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The focus of each reincarnation is different. Some are biased towards fighting and perseverance, some are biased towards sacrifice and redemption, and some are biased towards love. The main focus is one difference. It is the same style simulation every time. You will definitely get tired of watching it, and of course you will too in the future. There are simulations of chasing a husband that you love to see, and there may be annoying simulations that you missed, but they all have a happy ending.