"Although the scenery in the 'field' can appear to ordinary people under special conditions, it is a field of its own after all. The flow rate of time inside and outside the 'field' is not the same. We have watched it for a few hours, and it is actually possible It only took a stick of incense, a quarter of an hour, a cup of tea, or even shorter, just a moment."
Han Yuan explained slowly, while Xiao Ling thought silently in his heart, this is similar to time and space distortion, time compression, etc. It is indeed the coexistence of fantasy and science, which is quite interesting.
However, if the time span in this "field" is long enough, wouldn't staying in it extend life in a different way?
Just as Xiao Ling came up with such an idea, he heard Han Yuan continue to add: "But the ordinary 'field' usually only repeats the scene of the moment when the accident happened, or that day, but this 'field' can record the past scenes for a long time." For several years, it is indeed special.”
"The protagonists of the story in the 'field' seem to be Bai Yue and Yu Zhu. Could it be that this 'field' is actually mainly based on the obsession of the two of them, so it starts from the first time they meet?"
Xiao Ling suddenly thought that the title of this plot point was [Pure Yin Moon]. He originally thought that the "moon" referred to the moon, but now it seems that it refers to the white moon, which is Bai Qingyin's "previous life".
But this is normal. The plot line of the small world originally revolves around the male protagonist or the female protagonist. However, is Bai Yue's pure yin body the cause of the final tragedy?
Xiao Ling felt that he seemed to have touched the key, but the story still needed to continue slowly.
"It should be." Han Yuan nodded, "Ordinary people's obsessions cannot support such a big 'field'. As a fierce ghost, it is possible. But maybe it is because the two of them are here at this time, Only then will this 'field' unfold completely."
"If the story in this 'field' is going to develop slowly over several years, shouldn't we also have to stand here and watch it for a few years?"
Xiao Ling raised his head and looked at the dark night sky and the stars and moon, thinking that the time he spent in this small world was not too short even if he spent time in the illusion, but in reality it was only a few days.
It really saves food...
He touched his stomach in a funny way. There was still this scene in the fantasy world. Because of the speed of time, he would not feel hungry. He had only eaten a few meals in this small world since he came to this world. Wasn't it saving food?
"Isn't it good to stay here for a few years?" Han Yuan walked around to Xiao Ling, lowered his head and looked at him seriously, "It's just us, isn't it?"
Since remembering the memory of briefly possessing Xiao Ling when he was a child and then suddenly losing it, Han Yuan has become increasingly possessive of him.
His Aring is just an ordinary person who will live, grow old, get sick, and die in just a few decades.
Moreover, not everyone will turn into a ghost and remain in the world after death. Most of them will directly enter reincarnation, but if Xiao Ling is forced to turn into a ghost, he is reluctant to do so.
His desire was paranoid and strong, but he didn't dare to hurt Xiao Ling at all, or even scare him.
It would be great if he was also a normal ordinary person, who could stay with him throughout his life, grow old hand in hand, and enter reincarnation together...
But his soul is now... that's all, he can steal it every day.
Han Yuan's expression was too complicated, and Xiao Ling couldn't understand it, but for some reason, he always felt a little distressed.
He raised his hand for no apparent reason, touched Han Yuan's eyebrows, and smoothed the ravine between his eyebrows for him, with a gentle smile on his lips:
"Brother Han, don't frown all the time." He had done this action and words thousands of times in the apocalyptic world. Both of their bodies were too familiar with it. Xiao Ling's fingertips almost touched Han Yuan's eyebrows. In an instant, the brows that were gathered in the middle relaxed obediently.
"Okay." Han Yuan agreed obediently, then reached out and grabbed Xiao Ling's fingers, hooking it into his palm, "Aling, anyway, the outside world may only have passed for a short moment, and we will be slow in this 'scene'. Slow life, okay?”
His tone was much softer. The first two sentences were "Isn't it good?", but this sentence was replaced with "Is it good?" The noble and arrogant Ghost King also knew how to act coquettishly to make his lover soften.
Sure enough, he got the answer he wanted.
"Okay." Xiao Ling responded gently, as if to appease Han Yuan's emotions. Although he didn't know what Han Yuan was thinking specifically just now, he could vaguely guess that Han Yuan's background and childhood meant that he was not safe. Sensational.
However, what he said just now didn't actually mean that he didn't want to stay in this "field" with Han Yuan for a few years. It was just a casual saying, and...
"Actually, what I just wanted to say is, if we stay here for a few years, will it rain for a few years?" Xiao Ling pointed to the not-so-large oil paper umbrella above their heads.
"..." The Ghost King, who was still staring at people "acting coquettishly" and begging for company, suddenly turned away with a guilty conscience.
What should he say? Raining is an appearance of the outside world. They are in the "field" at the moment. In fact, the illusion around them should also change with the scenery in the "field".
And he has been using ghost energy to maintain the illusion of drizzle, just because...
Well, the umbrella is really not big, so it can be stuck in one place naturally.
However, he did it politely for such childish behavior. If he wanted to say it clearly, Lord Ghost King still wanted to save face.
"...Not really, maybe it will stop after a while. Anyway...we are already in the 'field', and it doesn't matter whether the rain stops or not."
Han Yuan's tone was quite serious, and his posture standing with an umbrella was particularly tall and straight. He even raised his head slightly to glance at the raindrops falling from the sky, as if he was studying it carefully.
"..." Xiao Ling looked at Han Yuan's expression and squinted his eyes. The hand behind his back secretly stretched out the umbrella to catch a drop of "rainwater".
It was indeed cold to the touch, but after it fell into the palm of my hand, there was no trace of water. It was more like cold gas than water droplets.
What I still don't understand now is that Han Yuan is indeed causing trouble and is childish.
However, he did not expose it. Instead, he raised the corners of his lips, raised his head and studied it seriously for a while: "Well, I wonder if it will stop tomorrow, otherwise it will not be comfortable to be so wet and cold all the time."
"It will stop tomorrow morning!" Han Yuan answered quickly, and quickly explained in a subtle way, "I can roughly feel it."
"That's great~" Xiao Ling almost couldn't hold back her laughter, and quickly breathed a sigh of relief, looking at an unoccupied empty room next to her, "By the way, Brother Han, since we are going to 'live' here for a few years, why not also find one?" Can you stay in the room?"
"Okay!" Han Yuan's eyes lit up, he agreed quickly, and directly pulled the person into the house.
They were so excited that they even forgot to open the door, but fortunately they were just shadows to the objects in this "field".
So after Xiao Ling had experienced the thrilling experience of "walking through a person" before, he was forced to experience "walking through a wall" again, which was quite amazing.
"Aling, come and sleep~"
I don't know how Han Yuan did it, but he actually created a clean bed out of thin air in the room. At this time, he was sitting on the bed with bright eyes, patting the place next to him and motioning for Xiao Ling to come over.
Han Yuan at this time was somewhat similar to his childhood personality. Thinking of the way Xiao Han clung to his "mother is sleepy" before, Xiao Ling couldn't help but chuckle, but he didn't dare to let Han Yuan know.
Before he has to start again on the question of "mother or wife"...
Xiao Ling was distracted as she approached Han Yuan. As soon as she reached the bed, she felt a huge pull and a weight on her body every second. Her current position strangely coincided with the scene in her mind just now.
"Hey——! What are you doing..."
Lord Ghost King smiled evilly: "Sleep~"
"Sleep you--hey!"
"Hanyuan!"
"Aling, it's a long night..."
"It's a long night - hiss...slow down, slow down!"
"Don't worry, Aling, I'm very slow~"
"you......"
