Demon folding

When I woke up, staring at the top of the blue weft tent, my mind was filled with blankness for a moment, and the blankness was quickly compressed into one piece, making it difficult to breathe.

I sat up abruptly, grabbed the thin quilt tightly, looked around in a panic at the unfamiliar Luan brocade weft curtains, and immediately opened it and stepped out.

The coldness of my bare feet made me sober for a moment. When I swept across the empty and quiet temple, the first thing I saw was rows of shelves.After thinking about it in a daze, he was captivated by a stronger sense of strangeness.

who am I?

Glancing at the dressing table, he hurried over.

The golden bell around the waist was lightly shattered, I stopped in front of the mirror, and what came into my eyes was a girl in a blue dress.

It was a young girl with a pale complexion. It was unknown whether she was born thin or seriously ill, her eyes were sunken and she was expressionless.

The sharp lower jaw is only a thin bone jaw, and the curved nose is covered with white light, making the complexion even more bloodless.The eyebrows are thick and deep, striking the pale face, abruptly like dead wood folded from elsewhere, without embellishment or fit.

The thin lips were pursed tightly at first, but they gradually parted slightly in a startled state of deepening bewilderment.

The body under the blue shirt and skirt is very thin, but because of this thinness, there is an arrogance and aloofness in the shallow part of the lotus pattern, and the whole person is not so weak.

The embroidery on the placket is very simple. The dark blue lotus pattern hangs all the way over the gradually changing dark blue belt around the waist, and falls to the ankles, where a large piece of still water is in full bloom.

The long hair is not tied, and through the slight breeze outside the door, there is a kind of elegance of the lotus that comes from the mud.

"this is me?"

I muttered in disbelief, unwilling to realize that the daughter in the mirror was me.

When the line of sight fell, the Fangyu golden bell on the waist was silently attached, like a piece of gold, itching people's heart.I stretched out my hand to pick it up, and there was nothing strange at first sight, but when I took a closer look, I was attracted by the fine cracks.

Turning it over and looking it over, I realized that there was a faint texture on it, and the light was turned back, and the trance illusion that I had done this before came back, so I was sure that the bone jade around my waist had something to do with me.

"Cut winter for summer? Break winter for summer?"

The strange four words were not smoothly bitten between the teeth, and I still can't remember how I had any impression.

Unwilling to be disappointed, I tossed and folded, looking at the broken texture, I couldn't help but regret that it was not durable, and I tried to untie it casually, but I didn't know what knot was tied, and I couldn't untie it no matter how I untied it.

Putting aside the boredom, the falling golden bells echoed in the ears, making people irritated.

I turned away from the mirror, walked barefoot to the shelf, glanced at the objects on it, and felt that the objects carefully placed on the top-quality sandalwood flower wrapper were nothing but ordinary.

ordinary?

Why do I feel normal?Feeling strange, I can't help but look at them carefully.

Looking along the way, some objects are really exquisite. The materials include wood, stone, gold and jade. Most of them are rough carved, as if they were randomly manipulated by children.

I picked up a wooden drum carved into a circle, but I saw a thin line passing through the center of both sides of the drum, round wooden beads hanging from both ends of the line, and a long handle that can be held by one hand. Shaking it casually, the round wooden beads at both ends of the thread hit the drum surface, making a loud bang.

I was taken aback, I was alone in the extremely quiet palace, and when the sudden noise broke the silence, my heart suddenly jumped in panic, and I hurriedly threw it on the shelf to look at other things.

After scanning a few things here, I saw a small golden clay sculpture, which was placed in a pile of objects in a strange shape, and it felt a little out of place.

It has only half of its body, like half a dry bone, its eyebrows and nose are pinched crookedly, and the eye sockets without eyeballs are even more frightening.

I hastily turned my eyes to look down, looked all the way past, stood in the gap between the two shelves and turned around to look, and felt that the objects on the shelves were too strange, not like objects in the world at all.

There are also some transparent objects with square heads and square brains, which are measured by a ruler, and strange images are reflected in the non-gold and non-copper mirrors.

Those images look like me, but the clothes are very different. The clothes are simple and made of unknown materials, and the long-sleeved trouser legs seem to be obscene clothes, even more snug than the obscene clothes, showing the figure.

I can’t understand what I’m saying, it’s strange like a bright mirror separated from where I am, they are still living on the other side of the mirror, and I am isolated here, living independently without any connection.

Here, it's really strange. Could it be that I'm trapped in some strange place, and the place behind the mirror is where I want to live?

I was so terrified that I didn't dare to look at those objects anymore, and I didn't dare to be alone in the quiet and quiet hall anymore, turning my head and walking towards the light outside the hall.

As soon as Wu came out of the palace, he realized that the bright light was not sunlight, but an endless emptiness. There was no reflection of refraction, so it showed the whitest color.

Being here, I am even more sure that this place is a strange place, maybe there are some terrible monsters.

monster?

I muttered to myself and pondered for a while, looking left and right as I pondered, I really saw a narrow bluestone path on the left side, hidden in a lush and unknown thick green, I don't know where it leads to.

I thought about it and walked up.

As far as the bluestone path, it is like a fairyland. The lush greenery around me exudes a green light, and there are many crystal silk vines hanging from the tall trees. There are many fruits of different colors on them. I picked one and threw it into the mouth. In the middle, it just melts in the mouth, and the mouth is full of saliva, sweet and sweet, and it falls to the chest and abdomen, making the whole body comfortable.

It's not a strange fruit, I thought about it with my tongue, feeling annoyed and embarrassed by my belated vigilance, but fortunately it's not a poisonous thing.

The journey was extremely quiet, there was no living creature in such a fairyland, and I couldn't help but feel anxious, feeling that although this place is beautiful and magnificent, there is always a sense of uncertain nothingness, which should not be lifeless.

Thinking about it, I didn't know where I was. There seemed to be the sound of waves in the distance. I pushed aside the forest leaves, and my heart skipped a beat.

With the opening of the picture, the bluestone path is suddenly cut off in front of the eyes, as if he dare not disturb the scene in front of him.I stopped to watch, and when I saw this scene, I didn't dare to go forward rashly, as if the path had been broken.

What I see in front of me is a still painting in green ink that hangs far away from the sky, and it is completely alienated. If I step on it rashly, it will be a mistake.Sighing to this point, even with all kinds of curiosity, I dare not go out of my way.

The boundless blue sea is calm and slightly rippling, and the sea breeze is not so harsh, perhaps it is too quiet and picturesque, and there is always some pressing pressure.

Finely crushed colored stones are paved with the refracted light of the seaside. In the illusory dream-like environment near the sea, there is a rugged boulder that is as tall as a person and surrounded by a large number of people standing alone on the chaotic stone. Sitting quietly outside it, with half-legs slightly bent to prop up the chin, head slightly tilted, staring at the stubborn stone with great concentration.

In the vastness of the world, it seems that she is the only person and stone, and the others are just their foils.

If it weren't for the sea breeze blowing her long green hair, the picture would be extremely quiet.

Her side face is as jade-like as jade, and she doesn't know how amazing it will be when that face is turned around?My heart skipped a beat, thinking it wasn't because of the painting in front of me, but because of her in the painting.

Thinking of this, my mouth is parched, the face of a woman, I have seen myself in the mirror, although it is not as good as her, it is not lost, why do I miss her face so much?

It's hard to understand, that face has turned around, under the backlight, her brows and eyes are full of emptiness, so unpredictable that people can't even breathe.

I reacted uncomfortably, my heart was already roaring and beating, my ears were always hot, and my inseparable eyes immediately attracted my attention to the bright cinnabar on her brows. Her name, but I can't remember how to call her.

On the contrary, she closed her pair of empty eyes very naturally, and her bipolar face, half cold and half as bright as vermilion lips, was settled in the thick blue ink where the sky and the earth meet the sea.

My heart was beating violently, with a painful tearing sensation.

"woke up?"

Her vermilion lips parted slightly, and the words that came with the wind were broken and entangled in the finely lifted black hair, clearly very broken, but they fell on my ears clearly and distinctly.

I nodded involuntarily.

She laughed, and the smile was light and tired, and the whole person was wrapped in a strong tiredness.

Empty eyes were followed by a thick and lingering warm smile, the hand on the slender forehead was lowered, and the delicate forehead also leaned down, leaning in the tranquility, and opened the mouth very tired and warm.

"come over."

All of a sudden, a familiar image came over me. I felt that I knew her and had seen her. Although I forgot her name, it did not affect the intimacy and sincerity I should have with her, so I walked over naturally.

It was as if I had walked a long and lonely road, and I was already exhausted. When I met her compelling and delicate face, I realized that I had come here for her.

At the end of the day, he was close, and he could hold her hand, but he was timid and did not dare to approach her.People seem to be in a dream, if I touch her, this dream will wake up immediately.

I stood timidly, but she smiled tiredly, wrapped her arms around her, pushed me on the rocks and fell to a sitting position, and before she could respond, she lay down on my lap against my legs.

My hair was messed up and my eyes were confused, I stretched out my hand to cover my hair to cover my ears, and I got a clear picture, it was her tired and empty eyes that were staring straight at her, and I fell into it without any reaction.

It's so beautiful and exquisite, I want to avoid her eyes that almost reach people's hearts.

She greeted me silently, there seemed to be a thousand words in her eyes, and she was not in a hurry to speak lazily, as if she was waiting for me to ask a question, and she answered it as well.

Knowing what she meant, I really asked her.

"Have I seen you?"

Her bright lips were curled up, and her extremely tired posture became light and pretty, "Stupid thing..."

The lingering words were like soft whispers in the wind, and they drifted away in an instant. I was a little lost in thought, and naturally refuted without thinking, "You're calling me stupid again!"

Why is 'again'?

I opened my eyes in surprise, and said happily, "You know I know you, tell me who I am!"

She lowered her eyebrows and clearly closed them even more deeply, but I felt her empty eyes light up a little.

"Don't remember?" She said with a smile like her, and saw a little bit of joy again.

I shook my head, momentary loss fell to the bottom of my heart, and I said wronged, "I can't remember when I wake up, I don't know how I was in such an empty ghost place, if I hadn't met you, I would have thought I was the only one alive .”

"people……"

She whispered a herringbone between her teeth, and the lingering sound was as if she had exhaled a breath of smoke, making people drowsy and reluctant to wake up.

I was tired, my eyelids sank, and I hurriedly grabbed her hand and said anxiously, "I think you are very close, you must be someone I know, just tell me who I am, otherwise I am always afraid that this will be an accident." Dream, even you are gone after waking up."

"Is it a bad dream?" She asked indifferently, the corners of her lips were pressed down, and there was some boring meaning.

I was afraid that she would not tell the truth, so I was even more anxious, "I have to wake up anyway, if I wake up and forget myself, then it's not good."

She didn't answer, her eyebrows were lightly closed, almost forming a faint line, she leaned into my arms, her warm breath pressed against my waist, "That's right."

"Then you want to tell me?"

I heard the lightness of pity in her words, and I was afraid that she would really turn into a light smoke that I couldn't catch in my arms. I almost pressed her eyebrows and said anxiously, "You can tell me?"

The blue hair is gathered in a mess between me and her, so that I can't see whether she is looking at me, but I feel that I am confused by the tiredness around her, and my eyelids can't stand it.

"Zhexia, Zizhexia." She called softly, holding my messy blue hair with her warm hands, showing a pair of clear and tired eyes, and said softly again, "You are Zizhexia."

As if being caught in a chaotic and empty heart, I felt inexplicably familiar with this name, and I felt like I was living in a dream. I?"

"Am I..." She pursed her words and lingered for a long time, her eyes narrowed again, and greeted with a curved and joyful affirmative tone, "I don't see you, it's Zhexia...your...sister..."

elder sister?

"Sister?" I always felt strange, had no impression of this, and asked blankly, "Miss you?"

She let go of the warm blue hair, and caressed my cheek pitifully, the gentle fingertips were still entangled with the blue hair that had not faded away, the caress of the fingertips was both warm and grating, and the bewitching feeling from opening her lips The sound penetrated the sea breeze and fell to the ears, very clear.

"You little devil, no matter how you played tricks in the underworld, you strayed into the Vientiane Forest and got into danger. I couldn't save you. Not only did you hurt your body, but you even lay down for several months. When you woke up, even I forgot ?”

"The lower realm?" I was confused, "What is the lower realm? Could it be that this place is really a fairyland?"

She froze in astonishment, then smiled with eyebrows crooked, pinched my nose with great interest, and said, "Stupid thing."

I avoided it in embarrassment, and said angrily, "Besides, I'm stupid, I'm going to get angry!"

She smiled, disapproving, and said indifferently, "There are no gods in the world. The Wuxiang Realm is your home and my home. The words of the lower realm are just your excuses for sneaking down the mountain. You don't remember, and I am also boring. Talk to the stupid thing about the past, and after you finish talking, I will give you a chance to admit your mistake and choose to punish yourself, otherwise I won't talk about it."

Since she had the heart to say, I was overjoyed, so she nodded hurriedly, "Acknowledge the punishment and accept the punishment, my sister said it was wrong, then Zhexia must be wrong, but there is no way for me to remember it? How could it hurt my head?" What about it? It’s really troublesome not to remember anything, Zhexia will never go down to the realm again!”

"Just remember the lesson." She responded with a smile, and began to talk in detail while holding Jinling in my arms.