Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

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Many years later, whenever Xue and Mei recalled that day, the aging young people who had become leaders would always think about a question, is the world he created now what that young man wanted to see?Is it the boy's favorite?Even if the current world is not good enough, it can slowly get better.

Mountains and rivers are safe, Haiyan and rivers are clear, this is probably the most beautiful sight.Those dreams about mountains and rivers that flow in my heart will probably never disappear.

What haunts and dreams is always this magnificent world of mountains and rivers. 】

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By the time Guiwu Tsuji realized that something was wrong, it was already in a very bad situation. The brothers and sisters of the prostitute Taro and Yuji in the land of the first string, Tong Mo of the second string of the upper string, and Yi Woza of the third string of the upper string, None of them were to be found, but the faint connection told that none of the few Winding Moons who had disappeared had been killed.Although Oni Wu Tsuji was unwilling to believe it, he still had to guess another very small possibility, that is, they were caught, perhaps by the Demon Slayer Squad, or perhaps by the so-called monsters.

Oni Wu Tsuji has always had an ambivalent attitude towards monsters.He used to be a person in the Heian era, that era was the craziest era, the famous Japanese big monsters Shuten Doji, Ibaraki Doji, Tamazamae, and various big monsters, even gods appeared in that era .Abe Seimei, who is known as the son of the white fox, has also met him from afar. He is afraid from the bottom of his heart, afraid of power, afraid of monsters, and afraid of onmyoji. But after he became a ghost, he also kept a distance from monsters. Lurking until the gods stick to Takamahara and no longer care about human affairs, Abe Seimei is human after all, and the great monsters of the Heian era are also missing.He found that the remaining monsters were getting weaker and weaker, and finally reached the point where even he disdained them, and he still believed that he was the chosen one.

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi crushed the beaker in his hand in a fit of rage. He didn't know that he had this ability, and he was able to kidnap several winding moons away without a sound, which made him feel extremely fearful and angry.

Just as he was thinking about how to carry out his plan, the other side was a different scene.

Tong Mo smiled and watched as a faint-looking third-ranked man was carried with one hand by a frail-looking man with black hair and golden pupils, and threw him into the room opposite him.With an innocent smile on his face, Tong Mo couldn't help talking to the man who only showed up a few times, "When will Your Excellency Yiwozuo wake up?" I can talk non-stop by myself.

Mr. Fumeng looked at the devil sitting obediently in the room with the colored pupils who opened the door to watch a show, clicked his tongue, and walked over slowly.Tong Mo raised his head curiously following his movements, and finally saw Mr. Fu Meng raised his hand expressionlessly, twirling the pen in his hand, and then crossed his mouth without hesitation, coldly He spit out a few words, "Noisy people."

Tong Mo was surprised to find that he couldn't speak, more precisely, he couldn't open his mouth, and there was a humming sound in his throat.So, Mr. Fu Meng tapped his Adam's apple with his backhand, and now Tong Mo couldn't even moan.

After all this was done, Mr. Fumeng withdrew his hand very calmly. He was considering whether to suggest to Hu Die to increase the dosage. One of his most hated characters, the idea of ​​stabbing each other to death is just around the corner.Speaking of which...Fu Meng rested one hand on his chin, his eyelids drooped slightly, and when he saw the other party for the first time, he felt a sense of inexplicable discomfort in his heart.

Sure enough, was it because of those eyes?Or is it because of that incomparably irritating smile?Fumeng has always felt that that innocent smile, even with a hint of purity, does not match Tong Mo's image at all, and it can even be said to be a bit disgusting.

"Forget it, it's not an important thing after all." The man didn't fluctuate, his eyes like transparent glass balls moved slightly, the golden irises were unusually magnificent, but they also showed inhuman traits, he turned and left the room.

The man walking on the edge was extremely beautiful, his long hair like a crow's feather was blown slightly by the wind, and his golden eyes reflected the scene of the world like a mirror, as if there was nothing but a layer of fog that never disperses.These eyes are not only rare in color, but also able to see many things. Therefore, he can see the endless blood flowing in the land under his feet, and countless shining spirits of mountains and rivers. They are still there until now. Constantly flickering and beating.

Fumeng stood on the ground, and the ground under her feet was beating, as if the blood was rushing through the blood vessels, rushing to the heart.

"Dream?"

The drug seller's voice sounded behind him. He looked at the back of the standing man, his light blue pupils rippling with light, "Here, what are you doing?" down.Mr. Fumeng turned around with a rare gentle expression, "Feel, this land." He walked to the edge, sat down, put his hands on his lap, "This land is alive .” He closed his eyes, and the wind gently brushed his cheeks.

He really likes that the land of the dead is very different from the land of the living.The flavor is full of vitality, which makes people very comfortable.Even a guy like him who doesn't care about life and death will prefer the smell of vitality.

so good.

The man raised his hand, as if he wanted to grab something, but he just raised his hand, the sun passed through the gap between his fingers, he opened his eyes, his golden pupils looked at the sky through the gap between his fingers. "Did you hear that?" he whispered.

The people behind were silent.

"Have you felt it?"

Mr. Floating Dream smiled, his lava-like pupils were full of joy, "This land has awakened." As I said before, the dead land is different from the living land, and the sleeping land It is also different from the awakened land.The land is trembling, this tremor is not the tremor that people understand, only existences like monsters and gods can feel it vaguely, the earth is trembling, singing, and it seems that everything is celebrating.

The drug seller looked at the person sitting in front of him, and curled his fingers slightly by his side. At that moment, Floating Dream was indeed a little strange. He stretched out his hand and pressed the man's shoulder, "Floating Dream." Black-haired golden pupil The man turned his head and looked up at him. At this time, he frowned slightly, "Sorry." He turned back to the literati who was neither sad nor happy, immersed in his own world. He turned his wrist and looked Looking at the blue-purple blood vessels faintly emerging on it, "Sometimes, it resonates with this land, is it because of the world line?"

At first, I could only feel it faintly, but later on, I could feel it more and more accurately. The sound of the land under my feet was jumping with joy, even in deep sleep.The degree of resonance is getting deeper and deeper. If it is only because of what I have done, it should not be like this.

A few possibilities quickly appeared in Fumeng's mind, "Sure enough, it's too long..."

The medicine seller knelt beside him, and when he heard his words, he tilted his head slightly, his light golden hair shaking slightly, "Yes, do you want to go back?" Mr. Fu Meng squinted his eyes, thinking of the man with mercury long hair. A woman with a pair of pupils, a man with wine-red hair, a young man with orange hair and blue pupils, and many more.He nodded slightly, "Slightly, I miss it a little bit, the smell of the sea breeze."

The slightly salty sea breeze makes people feel unexpectedly open.This world is indeed beautiful enough, but it is another world after all.Mr. Fumeng propped his face, his eyelashes were very long, casting a little shadow under his eyes, the magnificent golden yellow cast a shadow, like the gold under the veil, it looked mysterious and abnormal. "I didn't expect that a guy like me would feel like this one day."

"Is this what ordinary people call missing..."

The man with light blond hair raised the corners of his lips, "Then, let's go back."

The water-colored pupils were full of gentle smiles, "Claire, probably, should you wait?" He still remembered that on the first day he came to this world, Fumeng told him that the world was blocked, sleep Claire, who is awake, probably won't be able to get in.Mr. Fumeng laughed softly as if he had heard something interesting, "That child——"

The young little snake is still young, but the person being taken care of is an old guy with a bit of a naughty taste. The always serious little snake is often teased, but he is very helpless.But when there is something, he is always unconsciously worried and dependent on the other party.It would be a little too subtle to say that this is something like a parent.But there is one thing, they are very clear, that is, Cressbey, the young mercury snake, really respects, relies on, and believes in men.

Even though men nowadays seldom show the sharpness of the past, she never cares about such things. In her opinion, the man who guides her growth is only himself, whether it is as a terrifying or frightening The Lord of Natural Disasters, or the author who writes stories only for himself, are all floating dreams.This is also her most stubborn, but also the most admirable place.

Mr. Fumeng stood up and stretched his waist, "I really hope that the next world will not deviate from it. When I go back, I guess it will be Chinese New Year?" Different worlds, different flow rates, a man who has never cared about such things After counting the time, "If it's New Year's Day, why don't you stay?" He was obviously speaking to the drug seller, and there was a cat meowing from the other end of the corridor, as if protesting that he had missed himself. .

The man smiled apologetically, "Ah, and you. Let's be together, I hope the little snake won't explode."

Watching the other party leave, the medicine seller shook his head, the fried scales must be fried, there must be a good show to watch.He thought with a smile.

[So this is, ordinary?

これは, ordinary desu ka? 】

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Claire: Ugh!Do snakes get colds too?Why do you feel the cold in your back?