In the field of vision, a bright light appeared.
Tang Zhao looked along the light and found that it was a washbasin in the corner of the room, suddenly shining brightly. The basin was just a washbasin. After washing my face at night, there was only half a basin of cold water left, and not even a piece of soap.
The last time I saw glowing water, it was in a ruined temple, an abandoned garden, or a well.
It was from that well that the fairy rose.
Is this moment the same as that moment?
Just kidding, that’s a long way to go!
What was the atmosphere then, what is the atmosphere here?
It is not unusual at all for fairies, gods, monsters, and ghost foxes to emerge from deep mountains and old forests, abandoned gardens and abandoned wells.
What's in this basin of cold water?
Can fairies get into wash basins?
Tang Zhao complained in his heart, but he couldn't help but approached cautiously.
Sure enough, the water in the basin would glow. Tang Zhao put his hand over it, and the light reflected on his arm, making his skin glow.
When your fingers enter the water, your sweats will tremble, as if you have entered cold water...
Nonsense, just cold water.
With a flick of the finger, the water droplets splashed and scattered, each grain of light shining like broken jade, like loose beads, like the bubbles of a dream.
What exactly is...
Tang Zhao pondered, remembering the story he told that night.
That story is where it all started. So, it seems that I should also look for the key from there.
"In order for the fairy to rise, you must first throw the ax down."
Are you still throwing away your glasses?
Tang Zhao took off his glasses hesitantly, then was surprised——
There was darkness before my eyes, and the light was gone!
The basin was still in front of me, quiet and dark. Where is the brilliance?
Put on your glasses again and the light comes on again!
After taking it off and putting it on several times, he finally confirmed that there was light only in the field of vision of the glasses, but not when they were taken off. What you see when you take off your glasses is obviously the real world. That light is just an illusion.
That makes sense.
After all, it’s the glasses that are magical, not the washbasin.
Although it was a dream, Tang Zhao stubbornly determined that this was definitely not his illusion. It would be nice to throw in at least a few things. Since you have to wear glasses, you definitely don’t throw them into the water. You can try something else.
cup--
no response.
Inkstone——
Boom, it sank to the bottom.
Pen--
Floating.
Candle……
He tried it patiently, but it never elicited any response, and he sighed inwardly. It's not that he was disappointed. He had already guessed that only that kind of thing would be useful, but he never made up his mind.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally made up his mind, carefully picked up the technique, and gently dipped it into the water.
He moved slowly, keeping his fingers from the paper so that he could pull it up before it was soaked.
Gululu...
When the paper touches the water, ripples appear layer by layer. A piece of paper is light and fluttering, but when it enters the water, it feels like a heavy Taishan stone. The water waves separate on all sides...
A fairy with golden eyes, silver hair, green armor, and a sword rose up from the water.
Tang Zhao stared blankly and moved his lips.
It seems like I want to say:
"haven't seen you for a long time!"
It's really you.
This fairy is several sizes smaller than the one under the water. It is only about a foot tall and matches the washbasin. Although the fairy is still noble in temperament and has an extraordinary appearance, it is really difficult for her to bring shock and awe from the bottom of her heart.
The fairy has no fireworks, her smile is elegant, she holds a ball of golden light in one hand and a ball of silver light in the other hand:
"Young man, did you lose the Golden Flower to Attract the Phoenix, or the Silver Flower to Attract the Phoenix?"
…
What the hell...
Tang Zhao had a thought: "Isn't this a fool?"
Can a gold ax and a silver ax be used together like this?
His Tong is not that Copper.
"You...sister fairy, can you listen to me?"
"Are you the fairy from before? Are you real or an illusion?"
"Where are you? Are you still in the well, or are you in the glasses?"
"Why did you show up to give me glasses in the first place? Do you have any requirements for me?"
However, no matter how much Tang Zhao kept asking, the fairy stopped moving after she finished speaking and floated quietly on the water. It seemed that if Tang Zhao didn't continue, she would float to the end of the world.
There was no other way, so Tang Zhao had to answer first:
"None of them, what I lost is...Tonghua Fengfeng Jue."
His face burned as he spoke, as if he were playing a crude game of house.
But isn’t that only played by six or seven-year-old children?
He hasn't played in five or six years.
"You are such an honest person," the fairy smiled, "I will give you both the Golden Flower and the Silver Flower to Attract the Phoenix."
Two balls of gold and silver light flew towards Tang Zhao at the same time.
Tang Zhao was stunned. The first time he met the fairy, she didn't have any gold or silver. She just gave her glasses back to him. This action was unexpected, and he hurriedly reached out to pick it up——
Gold and silver lights intertwined in front of his eyes, and before his fingers touched it, a dazzling light suddenly bloomed and rushed towards his face——
There was a vibration, the color of the world changed, and it suddenly became clear!
The surroundings burned, with flames in all directions.
The flames reach the sky and the earth, and there is nothing but flames in the sky and the earth.
In other words, heaven and earth are originally flames, and flames are heaven and earth.
The flames are colorful and auspicious.
All kinds of bright, brilliant and brilliant colors are intertwined and flowing.
It is not the color of the human world, not the color of flowers, not the color of insects, nor is it the frivolous and shallow dyeing of silk and satin brocade.
That can only be the color of the sky.
It's burning clouds, it's haze, it's mist, it's frost...
Still an elf in heaven and earth!
He saw the colorful shadows in the flames.
It's Suzaku!
It's Phoenix!
It’s a divine bird in flames!
The divine bird was clearly right in front of us, but it was extremely blurry and could not be seen clearly.
He looked hard, looked hard, and all he saw was...
A feather!
It was a golden feather, the gold was so brilliant, it looked like flames were flowing.
He stared dreamily, following the branches on the feathers. The more he looked, the clearer it became. The flowing fire above seemed to be burning...
It's burning, it's burning!
boom!
Tang Zhao is like a withered leaf, bursting into flames!
"ah--"
——
"Brother Zhao——"
"Um?"
Tang Zhao suddenly came back to his senses and opened his eyes.
There was a huge crack in front of him, splitting the world in half, and all the scenery was skewed along the crack.
? I'm blind?
"Brother Zhao?" Wei Changle's voice was right next to his ears.
Tang Zhao squinted his eyes and saw Wei Changle's face on one side of the gap.
Phew, I thought I was blind, but it turns out my glasses were cracked.
…
Glasses cracked?
Tang Zhao pulled off his glasses and saw a crack in the middle of one lens.
"Ah...my glasses!"
Tang Zhao groaned, his heart bleeding, and he stroked the lenses tremblingly. The shatteredness of the lens was really shocking. The cracks running across the left and right sides split the lens into two, almost cutting it in half. That is to say, the frame of the lens remained intact, and it seemed that the two halves could be detached with a little force. Tang Zhao always valued his glasses, and he was so distressed that he almost cried.
what happened? What did you do last night to make your glasses crack like this?
As soon as I thought of this, the memories of last night immediately came to mind, letters, thousand-character essays, notes, fairies, gold and silver, exercises...
These memories made his heart beat wildly, and then he felt the cold, hard floor on his skin.
Tang Zhao was lying on his back on the floor.
Dreams and reality kept intertwining. He got up and saw that he was lying in the corner of the room, only three feet away from the basin. Behind him is the table where he wrote last night. There is a mess of letters on the table, and gold is faintly showing through the seams in the paper.
broken!
Tang Zhao was even more panicked, hurriedly gathering the things and stuffing them in his hands without knowing where. When he turned around, he saw Wei Changle standing quietly next to him.
It was already dark now, and the morning light shone into the house through the window paper. Wei Changle was bathed in the sunshine, his expression blurred.
Tang Zhao thought of the chaos he saw in the house as soon as he entered, and the scene where he was lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out. He dug his toes on the ground in embarrassment and explained: "I was sleepwalking last night... uh... my glasses were broken, it was very... Important relics of elders.”
What happened last night was so bizarre that he didn't know where to start.
Wei Changle looked even stranger and asked softly: "What are glasses?"
Tang Zhao showed him the glasses in his hand and said, "That's it. It's rare, isn't it? Maybe it's the only one in the world."
Wei Changle was silent for a moment, then looked back at the door and window. Seeing that they were tightly closed, Fang came closer and whispered, "Sure enough, you have something in your hand?"
Tang Zhao was stunned, and suddenly came back to his senses. A cold air rushed up to him, and he lost his voice: "You mean..."
Wei Changle shook his head slightly, his voice getting deeper and deeper, and said: "Actually...it's not strange to see things that others can't see, right? We have all experienced it. It's just that you are more powerful than me. I can see things that others can't see, but you can see them. What I can’t see.”
At this time, Tang Zhao's mind went through the day's experiences like a revolving door - he had been wearing his glasses since they were fished out of the water and reunited, but no one took a second look at this new item, as if this thing was not worth mentioning. exist. I felt vaguely strange, but I didn't think much about it.
So, no one saw these glasses at all?
No, I have these glasses in my hand for a long time and wear them at home. Other than myself, others can see them, my father can see them, and even my neighbor’s uncle can see them!
Could it be that that night...
That night, in the dry well, had his glasses been lost?
What fairy fished out of the well, what gold glasses, silver glasses, what broken mirrors reunited, and last night...the strange things last night, were they all delusions due to illness?
Tang Zhao was agitated, and in addition to fear, he felt a sense of sadness.
Because of repeated encounters and emotional ups and downs, have you reached the point of schizophrenia?
No……
no!
As soon as he lowered his head, he still noticed that there was something more in his mind.
