【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

The girl and Qingqi took advantage of the night to return to Tatar Sand.

I don’t know if it’s because the night was too late, but the girl just felt that this time, Tatarsha was much less alive—it was strange to use “death” to describe a place, but the girl subconsciously thought of this word.

The pollution has spread to the land, and even the dazzlingly red maple leaves in the village are showing a gray and tired state. They are hanging on the branches and are about to fall, and it is difficult to maintain a struggling posture.

"Now, many people don't have the extra energy to be active at night, so the village will be much deserted at night."

The Qingqi's voice was very soft, revealing the exhaustion that comes only after all the effort is exhausted:

"Now that I think about it, they are probably sick."

The girl looked out for a while through the gap in the window, and after confirming that no one had followed them back, she let out a long sigh of relief, then turned around and spoke to the Qinqi with a serious face:

"Xiao Bai, where is the heart of the furnace? How is the current condition of the heart of the furnace?"

"Heart of the Furnace——"

The expression on Qinqi's face was complicated. He almost didn't need to answer anything, and the girl had already prepared for the worst:

"It's getting out of hand, right?"

"Well," Qinqi's expression turned out to be self-blame, "I met you on the way back from the Heart of the Furnace this time."

"The flames have been ignited around the heart of the furnace - Niyu has noticed it, so he stopped the construction, but it seems that it is already too late."

The girl pursed her lips tightly and searched for this paragraph in her blurred memory——

"Xiao Bai, do you have a golden feather?"

"Huh?" The Qingqi nodded, took out the golden feather from under his collar, and shone in the light, "Is this it?"

Just take it out like this?

Although he said it was directed at himself, he was too unsuspecting.

The girl held Qingqi's fingers and asked him to hold the golden feather in his hand again:

"Well, that's it - but from now on, you will treat it as if you have never had this golden feather."

"..."

The Qingqi looked at the girl's hand on the back of his hand, then at Jin Yu who was not completely wrapped in his palm, blinked slightly, and finally nodded confusedly:

"it is good."

"But the heart of the hearth—"

The dangers of closing the hearth go beyond the surrounding flames.

When a person chooses to close the heart of the furnace, it not only means that he has accepted the outcome of being burned by the fire, but also means that he has acquiesced that he is about to endure the evil spirits in the heart of the furnace for many years and is willing to bear the malice of hundreds of thousands of years. .

The girl lowered her eyelashes.

Anyway - this body, in the final analysis, is just an ownerless thing that has died in this time and space, so -

"Just leave it to me?"

The Qingqi was stunned for a moment.

He had seen the heart of the furnace, which was wrapped in flames that were scorching just to look at. The rising heat waves distorted the air there, and even faint black smoke squeezed out from the gaps in the fire.

In fact, closing the heart of the furnace is actually a matter of sacrificing one person to save a group of people.

Moreover, this group of people may be a mixed bag, may not be grateful, and may be short-lived; but the person who actively chooses to sacrifice himself is, at least in a broad sense, an absolutely good person.

Besides, the man standing in front of him now is a good man.

"me......"

However, in the world of Qinqizhe, there seems to be no bad guys.

Indeed, most people in the village remained silent when the girl was imprisoned, and some even tried to add insult to injury——

But this does not mean that they are not good people, because they have all sincerely been kind to Qingqi, and they have also done some actions that can be called "kind".

At that time, Qingqi had experienced Murakami's death and had a vague understanding of human life - just as the girl said to him in the cave, they just wanted to live.

They are all good people, but they are not good enough, but they are the most vivid and vivid creatures that can be seen everywhere in life.

But, do you want a girl to sacrifice for someone like them?

He seemed a little reluctant to give up.

It's strange. If he were asked to exchange his life for it, he might be frightened or scared, but he wouldn't be reluctant to part with it. He only felt this kind of weird emotion in the girl.

Don't want to lose, don't want to...

"Yeah, yeah, Xiaobai's expression, does he feel sorry for me?"

The girl bent down and squeezed in front of the admirer. Her tone was a bit like teasing a child:

"My eyes are red."

As she spoke, the girl stretched out her hand, gently pressed the rouge at the end of Qingqi's eyes, and then gently rubbed it:

"Hey, you really can't get rid of it?"

"!"

The girl is really good at ruining the atmosphere. The admirer who was about to burst into tears suddenly broke into tears and smiled. Then he turned his head away with some embarrassment and wiped the corners of his eyes that were already a little wet with his sleeves. Then another thought came to his mind. The scene just now played automatically, so I couldn't help but laugh again, letting the tears that I almost held back completely overflowed, and were finally collected by my own sleeves.

"I will try my best to come back alive."

The girl reached out and rubbed Qingqi's head - I really don't know why a person who is so good now will get angry if someone touches his hair in the future.

Although she didn't know whether it was right to interfere with other people's fate so arrogantly, and she didn't know whether his future would be as smooth as she hoped after interfering in this way——

Even if it's just for stepping on tartar sand.

"By the way, take me to Murakami's grave."

The girl had already patted her clothes and stood up:

"Before I go to accompany him, I still want to enjoy the privileges of a living person."

"Like, thanks and thoughts."

Because of the fear that the dead body would infect people with evil spirits, Murakami's cemetery was located some distance away. A small pit was made on a hill, and finally a small mound was piled up.

The girl hugged her knees and sat on the edge of the small mound. After placing the freshly collected Dendrobium on it, she even secretly measured the height of the small mound to her calf with her hands, and then smiled softly, but This smile could not last long before it would be removed by her usual sad smile.

"Actually, this is the first time that I feel the death of people around me."

Indeed, in the past, no matter which time and space it was, she had no chance or time to grieve for the death of others.

Death is just something that happens in everyone's life - there is nothing sad about it when you think about it.

But when this "incident" happened for real, she seemed to feel a little sad.

Probably because life is the last thing a person can lose in his life.