On the other side, in the same white and flawless space, Lin Xiaolu looked at the young man who looked exactly like him in front of him with a curious look on his face, frowning while holding his chin.
"After practicing martial arts for so many years, why are you still so thin? You look completely unmasculine. You need to grow some beards, right? Lin Xiaolu, Lin Xiaolu, how have you managed to get along all these years?"
After a while, his eyes moved downward, and his melancholy expression softened slightly:
"Fortunately, this bird is quite delicate."
"Master, what do you wish for?" A young man who looked exactly like Lin Xiaolu asked with a smile.
"Can I wish for anything?"
"Don't worry, young master, any of your wishes can be realized here." The young man responded with a smile.
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu nodded with satisfaction:
"Okay, then let me meet your so-called master first, the one who made those puppets."
"I'm sorry, sir, the master is no longer alive." The young man said:
"Yongle Pavilion is made of the magical artifact left by the owner. It can detect the memory of every guest who comes here. Most of the maids' appearances are a fusion of the characteristics of various beauties in the guests' memories, and the maids The production of the Yongle Coffin’s magical artifacts was made by ourselves.”
The young man smiled and said: "Half of the maids come from the devices left by the master, and half come from your memory of the beauty, sir."
Hearing these words, Lin Xiaolu was slightly surprised.
It turns out that this thing is really the legacy left by the Black Blood Emperor. In other words, is this Yongle Pavilion really a magic weapon used by the Black Blood Emperor to live forever?
He was a little amazed. Even if the Black Blood Emperor died, the Black Blood Emperor coffin left behind could still operate normally, and it was operating completely according to the ideas he had during his lifetime. This is too amazing, and his thinking is also very cutting-edge. This must be What an awesome weapon refiner can make.
"Master, do you have any other wishes?" In the field, the young man continued to ask Lin Xiaolu.
"I have a few questions." Lin Xiaolu asked directly in the white space:
"Before, the maids said that this place is now in a state of disorder without the control of the Black Blood Emperor, and will continue to expand until it covers the entire three thousand continents, allowing all living creatures to gain eternal life here. Then where does your energy come from? What will you do to maintain the operation of this place and cover the entire three thousand continents? What will you do if there is an invasion from outside the territory? Is it to counter-invade the outsiders and swallow them up too? You shouldn't be that powerful, right? Or do you think you will? Can’t be found outside the territory? Make this a place similar to a refuge?”
After asking a series of questions, the young man seemed confused, his eyes were dull for a moment, and then he answered one after another:
"Sir, the operation here is obtained by absorbing the six paths of reincarnation."
The young man said: "The Black Blood Emperor's Coffin is the most powerful magic weapon in the world. It has gathered the wisdom of the owner's life. When it was made, it accommodated many laws of heaven and earth. From now on, all living beings will come here to share eternal life, living and living." There will no longer be distinctions between high and low, every living being can enjoy forever, and there will be no more pain, so there is no need for reincarnation in the six realms."
Lin Xiaolu:......
In front of him, the young man continued to narrate: "As for the outside world that the young master mentioned, I'm sorry, but the master didn't consider it when refining the Black Blood Emperor's coffin, because at that time, the outside world did not have a great influence on people, including us now. After reading the memories in the young master’s mind, I learned some things about the Outer Territory, so if the Black Blood Emperor’s coffin encounters the Outer Territory one day, I don’t know what will happen specifically.”
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu's eyes flashed with disappointment.
If we put it this way, although this Black Blood Emperor Coffin is so magical that it can trigger the Six Paths of Reincarnation and turn death into life, there is a high probability that it will not be able to resist those outside the Six Paths. In other words, even if all the creatures in the Three Thousand Worlds are Come in and enjoy the blessings. Eighty years later, when the outside world arrives, you will eventually have to face what you have to face.
Thinking of this, Lin Xiaolu suddenly lost all interest and turned around to leave, but the young man seemed to know his inner thoughts and smiled at his back and asked:
"Young Master wants to leave?"
"That's right." Lin Xiaolu turned his head and hummed disdainfully:
"What you have here is like a sweet dream that you can never wake up from. If there is no threat from outside the territory, it might be fine. But since there is this threat, then I have to learn to be prepared for danger in times of peace. After all, the Three Thousand Continent is about to go to war."
Hearing this, the young man hesitated for a moment and continued to smile:
"By extracting the young master's memory, I understand the power of the outside world and understand that this is almost an unsolvable war. In this case, it is not bad for the young master to enjoy it here peacefully and spend the rest of his life happily. Besides, there is nothing different between reality and illusion. Likewise, as long as the illusion is beautiful enough and lasts long enough, it will become another kind of reality. Don’t you always have regrets and wishes in your heart?”
After saying that, the young man looked sincerely and said:
"I hope the young master will give Yongle Hall a chance to fulfill the young master's wish."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu, who was about to leave the room, stopped.
In front of the pure white door, Lin Xiaolu held the door extension and turned his back to the young man without saying a word.
For a long time, he turned half of his face.
"My sister hasn't woken up yet. If my sister also comes here, I make a wish to make my sister wake up. Can you do it?"
The young man nodded: "It should be okay."
After saying that, the young man bowed slightly to Lin Xiaolu:
"Sir, please enjoy Yongle Hall's sincerity to you. This is the meaning of our existence, so have a happy dream."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu looked at the young man slightly strangely.
He always felt that something was not right, but he couldn't put his finger on what was wrong.
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Many times, there are some very important people deep in our memories who have accompanied us through periods of sadness or joy.
But often, they, or they, will eventually disappear in our lives, leaving us with those beautiful memories.
And as time goes by, in this era, we will uncontrollably forget those memories, forget the appearance of those important people, forget every moment with him and her, and eventually, completely bury everything. .
Time is the biggest enemy of memory, and no one understands its cruelty better than Lin Xiaolu.
Because he is not afraid of separation, what he is really afraid of is that as time goes by, he will eventually forget what those people look like.
In the ordinary courtyard with green tiles and white walls, the young man stood alone under the tree. Looking at the heroic figure of the girl dancing with the red tassel gun in the courtyard, his nose felt sour and he shed two lines of tears.
When a man sheds tears, he doesn't shed them lightly, but they are not sad yet.
