the world is a toy

Some doubts flashed in his mind, Tian Heyao was a little worried, he thought for a while, and Thresh Ji's figure appeared behind him.

"Notify Gin and let him know about the news from my parents...why haven't you come back so late?"

Thresh Ji nodded, her green pupils flashed with light, and in just a moment, she had passed Tian Heyao's instructions to Qin Jiu, who was also in the soul network, through the soul link.

At this time, Xiao Ren came to his side gently, stretched out his hand and pulled Tian Heyao who was a little restless.

When the other party turned around and turned around, Xiao Ren let go of his hand again, pretending not to care and asking: "What are you worried about?"

"Well, don't you think it's strange? Kanae's mother and idiot's father have taken too long to see them off, right? They will be able to prepare dinner at home in more than an hour. Why haven't the two of them come back?"

It is not yet the 21st century, and mobile phones have not yet become popular among the people.Ordinary people in this era still rely mainly on telephones for communication. In poorer rural areas, even telephones are not popular, and they all use postcards or handwritten letters.

Tian Heyao's home has a landline phone, but if someone in the family goes out temporarily, there is no way to contact the other party by phone alone.

So what he is most worried about now is that Kanae's mother and the others have already called home, but Tian Heyao happened to be looking for Shinobu at that time, so no one answered the phone at home, and the communication between the two parties was staggered.

That would be very troublesome.

When Xiaoren on the other side heard this, she didn't think too much about it, but she also comforted her intimately: "What's so strange about this, maybe Kanae and the others are delayed by something? Or is it because the rain is too heavy?" Big, it’s just that I can’t go home for the time being.”

"Really? It's possible that you say that..."

When he came to the window, Tian Heyao looked up at the sky. Because of the heavy rain, the entire sky was dark and gloomy, as if it was about to collapse; It is also blooming one after another.

It seems like countless whips are beating the ground fiercely. If there is a gust of wind at this time, the pouring rain will probably splash rain and fog, and condense into white rain in midair.

"You're right, this kind of rain is already considered a torrential rain. Mom and Dad are probably trapped on the road, right?"

Tian Heyao nodded. When he came to the front hall of his noodle shop, he was surprised to find that the TV was still on.

"... Shinobu? You didn't turn off the TV before you left?"

Xiaoren's face froze slightly, and then he looked away: "I, I just forgot."

Tian Heyao: "Look at——"

"I really just forgot! I usually pay attention to it, but today I was lured out by that flamboyant golden-haired human. I left in a hurry so I forgot!"

"Forget it," Tian Heyao shook his head, and sighed helplessly, "Anyway, I didn't wipe your butt once or twice, you should pay more attention next time."

If Kanae's mother finds out about such trivial matters at home, she will probably have to worry about it again, so if she can relieve Kanae's mother's pressure in daily life, then try to relieve as much as possible. She is physically weak, but she loves to worry about her family.

It's not that Tian Heyao didn't take care of her body in secret, but no matter whether it's medicine nourishment or prop support, Kanae's mother's body is still the same, and excessive nourishment will harm her instead.

From a certain point of view, her physique is like a gapped wooden barrel. No matter how much water is added to the wooden barrel, it will leak when it reaches a predetermined height, unless the chipped wooden board is replaced. Corresponding to Kanae’s mother It is to wash the marrow of the Book of Changes and break away from the physical category of a normal person, otherwise, her body will not improve significantly.

You can only pay more attention to maintenance at ordinary times.

Thinking of this, Tian Heyao began to habitually lose his mind again.At this time, Xiao Ren saw that his eyes were a little distracted, and immediately understood that this guy was in a daze again. While being funny, Xiao Ren poked the other party, and when Tian Heyao came back to his senses, she puffed up her cheeks: "Foolish brother, Give me my hands now."

"Eh? Your hands..." Tian Heyao froze for a moment, then nodded, "Oh, yes, they are still in my ring."

After the words fell, Tian Heyao put his hands together, and the two arms fell on his hands, one left and one right.These arms are soft and white, and they seem to be vaguely reflecting dazzling soft light, and the touch feeling in the hands is silky and delicate, except that the wounds and flesh of the severed arms look a little scary, overall they are simply more exquisite than works of art.

I don't know what it feels like to be massaged by these hands.

He glanced at Xiao Ren's hands now, and then at the broken arm.

The strange sight made Xiao Ren tremble in her heart, she quickly took away her severed arm, left a sentence: "I'm going back to the room", and then ran away pat-pat-pat.

Tian Heyao looked at Xiao Ren's back that couldn't wait, and for some reason, he thought of the last time the other party used her own big white leg to deepthroat ♀.

So he subconsciously reminded: "When eating your hands, remember to chew slowly, don't make a mess like last time!"

"I want you to take care of—"

Xiaoren's exasperated voice came from the stairs, and as her footsteps thumped up, the front hall on the first floor soon fell into silence again.

Tian Heyao suddenly fell into a state of boredom again. He shrank to the side of the counter and poured himself a glass of lemonade. At this time, he found the remote control next to the ledger, dialed a station casually, and the TV began to interrupt again. He glanced at the news casually, and it was mostly about the red rainstorm warning, and the government department called on the general public to be prepared for emergencies.

"Master Yuri." Thresh Ji's lantern lit up, the brilliance of the soul began to flicker, and the voice of Gin Jiu also came, "I have confirmed the news of your parents. They are accompanying your parents in the waiting hall of the airport." Grandpa."

"My grandfather hasn't left yet?"

"Yes, the plane was delayed due to the heavy rain."

"......Oh."

"Don't worry, Miss Taimanin is taking care of you. Your family members are well taken care of. They are discussing now. If the plane doesn't come by evening, your grandpa may come back to stay temporarily." .”

"It's fine," Tian Heyao felt relieved, then thought about it again, and asked an irrelevant question to Qin Jiu, "By the way, Qin Jiu, what do you think of this rainstorm?"

Gin was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Master Yuri, is there something wrong with this rainstorm?"

Tian Heyao shrugged, looked at the dark sky and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Who knows?"

Chapter 560 Six Little Memory

Chapter 560 Six Little Memory

"Crazy chicken!"

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dream into phantom--

There was an endless corridor in front of me, and the flickering lights reflected long and narrow shadows, and as Huo Guang flickered, the shadows danced constantly.

Tian Heyao blinked, a little confused about the situation.

At the last moment of memory, he should be taking a nap on the counter of his own noodle shop, but in the blink of an eye, why did he suddenly come to such a place?

Subconsciously, Tian Heyao glanced at the imprint on the back of his left hand.

Sure enough, the trace of his contract with the elf girl has been activated. A dark chain sticks out from the bottom of the trace pattern. It is being pulled by some mysterious force, and its end is extending in the void. disappeared.

Tian Heyao waved his hand, and there was no pulling force from the other end of the chain, nor did he feel any restriction, even if he swung his left hand in a circle, this pitch-black chain did not have any obstacles.

This is very wrong, because the other end of the chain should imprison Qingcheng's right ankle. This is the proof of the link from the source of existence. Even if the body is destroyed, even if the soul is damaged, this contract will not be broken.

After pondering for a while, Tian Heyao decided to take a look around first. He wandered around, and his eyes quickly locked on the nearest door. The simple door was inlaid at one end of the corridor wall. At best, it could only be regarded as a side door. Bar?

Tian Heyao opened the door, and then, he couldn't help but froze in place, deeply shocked by what he saw——

The other side of the door is also a corridor, but it is different from the quietness and deepness here, the corridor at the other end is full of things, and at a glance, it is "books".

All kinds of "books" are quietly displayed on both sides of the passage.

Classic or novel, illustrated or unillustrated, hard copy or paperback, bound or unbound, loose or set...

In terms of material composition, books made of oracle bones, bamboo slips and wooden slips, books made of silk, rope books, paper books, scrolls and manuscripts; Mobile hard disk, see memory card...

The Yihan crystal that can engrave memories, the floating screen like the electronic version that only appears in sci-fi movies, the silver tray filled with strange liquids, the mercury hourglass that seems to drip forever...

But no matter what kind, these things should be "books".

It can be said that from ancient times to the present, it even runs through the "books" of the future.

A "book" that records everything that does not exist in official history.

They were neatly arranged on the display racks embedded in the wall, without any dust.There seems to be a hidden light source in the wall behind each display rack. Through the translucent display rack, the light flashes faintly, casting long shadows on the entire room.

While recording the "past", they are connected with the "future"; they have become entities with the mental image of each generation of managers, and constantly change their appearance with the replacement of each generation of managers.

The only thing that remains the same is what is recorded in these "books".

To exist is to record.Even things that have been abandoned even in space and time, there are proofs and records of their existence here; but, why are they preserved here?Why does it exist here?Who are they presented for?

Tian Heyao was silent for a while, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

What a spectacle.

Calm down, Tian Heyao found that the display method of this corridor was somewhat similar to those display racks that sealed Qingcheng. Just as he was about to get closer to see if the items on both sides of the corridor were related to Qingcheng, at this moment, Suddenly there was a vague conversation in the distance.

"You mean, everything that disappeared in different worlds has been made into a 'book' and recorded here?"

The voice was very calm, but it still couldn't hide the surprise in it.

"That's right, as long as there are traces of existence in the world, whether it is data or records, whether it is an individual or a group, whether it is a civilization or a concept, any tangible and intangible existence will be recorded, even if they are finally destroyed. Annihilated, forgotten, abandoned, even destroyed by the world that gave birth to them... But here, there will be proof of their existence."

Another female voice spoke softly.

Tian Heyao pricked up his ears, he thought he should have heard that female voice somewhere, and was going to turn around to have a look.

When he turned into the corner of the corridor, the angle of view changed, and a temporary review point appeared at one end of the corridor, where there was a mini sofa, a small round table, and a cup of warm cocoa.

Then, a girl dressed in a black hat and cloak was sitting there leisurely, holding a hardcover and thick ancient book in her hand; in front of her was a young man in a gray coat, he stood there a little awkwardly, The sunglasses on the face are enough to cover half of the face.

Tian Heyao found that the young man's sunglasses were very similar to the tactical eyepiece he gave to Roberto, and it was definitely not a coincidence.

This is the gray-clothed young man nodding to the girl, and said wearily: "I have to say, I was really shocked by everything here. I didn't expect you to manage such a place. It's really unexpected."

"You are wrong. Now I can only be regarded as an agent, not a real administrator."

The girl's voice is very nice, although it is a little soft, but it does not lose confidence.

"...Well, let's tell the truth, you should be showing me your cards now, right?"

Facing the young man's questioning, the girl remained silent at the moment.

"Tell me, what the hell are you trying to do by bringing me here and showing me these things?"

"Haven't you guessed it yet?" The girl raised her head, looked at the young man, and said in a low tone, "Mo Ling, listen carefully, from today onwards, you will be the No. 12 generation of this endless corridor." Manager Candidate."

"......What did you say?"

The girl turned the sofa and turned her back to the young man. Her petite figure looked extremely weak, but her sudden movement just brought her front to the corner of the corridor. The next moment, she was observing secretly.jpg Tian Heyao’s eyes met——

Nothing happened.

Her eyes fell on the empty space, and Tian Heyao could not be seen at all in her field of vision.

Tian Heyao, who had recovered from the panic, realized that there was no shadow under him at all, and it looked the same as the previous two times. He was just watching all this in a way of mental projection.

Watch this unknown memory fragment.

After regaining her senses, the girl turned her back to the young man and continued, "Mo Ling, I want to entrust everything here to you, because the only thing I can rely on now is you."

"Leave it to me? What about you?"

"I will become a part of this place, maybe it can also be turned into a 'book', and then be preserved forever?"

The girl laughed, but her indifferent tone gave off a sad feeling.The light next to her shone on her face, and the moment Tian Heyao saw her face, he was startled and was speechless for a long time.

Because from his perspective, the girl's face was exactly the same as Qingcheng's.

Chapter 560 Seven Doesn't Exist

Chapter 560 Seven Doesn't Exist

"One watch every two days, Jun Xun."

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Tian Heyao's eyes fixed on the girl whose face was almost the same as Qingcheng's, but soon, this scene that surprised him stopped abruptly.

Everything in the field of vision suddenly turned into messy fragments, like a broken mirror, which began to become chaotic and complicated, and then reassembled under Tian Heyao's gaze, transforming into a new scene——

This is a familiar but unfamiliar dark area surrounded by endless void. At this time, a dark red light appeared above the sky. The faint light source revealed a sense of enchantment and confusion in this darkness. Then in the middle of this chaotic area, a girl in a black robe and cloak was standing in the center smiling, and slightly nodded in the direction of Tian Heyao.

Tian Heyao took two steps subconsciously, until he was sure that the other party's eyes were following him, then he spread his hands innocently: "Uh, Bonjour?"

"Hello...huh? Why are you speaking French all of a sudden?"

"I don't know, I said it subconsciously, do you want me to switch to Malagasy?"

Tian Heyao spread his hands mischievously, but this only attracted a chuckle from the other party.

"The official language of Madagascar is also French. This is because Madagascar became a French colony in 1896; however, it declared independence on June 1960, 6 and established the Republic of Madagascar, so the national language is Malagasy again."

Hearing the girl's answer, Tian Heyao nodded: "Oh, it seems that you are from Earth, and you are also a fellow from the same origin as me?"

"I'm not a fellow villager. I just read some books and wrote down the knowledge."

So Tian Heyao frowned slightly, put down his hands, and looked serious: "The books you are talking about, are they special books that record certain existences?"

"You're wrong again. The book itself doesn't have any particularity, it's just a prop for recording... But I know what you're talking about, what you want to know is my identity, right?"

"Yes, who are you?"