sword sentient beings

Chapter 18 Rising from the water...

A bright light appeared in the field of vision.

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, and after washing my face at night, there was half a basin of cold water left, not even a piece of soap.

The last time I saw glowing water was in ruined temples, barren gardens, or wells.

It was from that well that the fairy rose.

At this moment, just like that moment?
Just kidding, it's far away!

What was the atmosphere then, what was the atmosphere here?
It is not unusual at all for fairies, ghosts, and ghost foxes to emerge from deep mountains and old forests, barren gardens and abandoned wells.

What's in this basin of cold water?
Can fairies drill into the washbasin?

Tang Zhao complained wildly in his heart, but he couldn't help but approached cautiously.

Sure enough, the water in the basin was glowing, Tang Zhao moved his hand towards it, and the brilliance was reflected on his arms, making his skin a halo.

Fingers dipped into water, hair trembles, as if entering cold water...

Nonsense, just cold water.

With a flick of the finger, the water droplets splashed and scattered, each grain of light was shining like broken jade, like scattered beads, like dream bubbles.

What is...

Tang Zhao pondered, remembering the story he told that night.

That story is where it all started.Then, it seems that I should also find the key from there.

"In order for the fairy to rise up, you must first throw the ax down."

Are you still throwing glasses?

Tang Zhao took off his glasses hesitantly, then was taken aback——

There is darkness in front of my eyes, and the light is gone!
The water basin was still in front of me, silent and dark.How can there be any brilliance?
Put on the glasses again and the light comes on again!
After taking it off and putting it on several times in a row, he finally confirmed that there is only light in the field of view of the glasses, and there is no light when they are taken off.And what you see when you take off your glasses is obviously the real world.That light was just an illusion.

It makes sense.

After all, it is the glasses, not the washbasin, that are magical.

Although it was a dream, Tang Zhao stubbornly believed that this was definitely not his illusion.At least a few things have to be thrown in.Since you have to wear glasses, it is definitely not throwing glasses into the water, you can try something else.

cup--

no response.

Inkstone——

Boom, it sank to the bottom.

Pen--

floating.

Candle……

He tried everything patiently, but he still didn't elicit any reaction, and he sighed inwardly.It's not that he's disappointed. In fact, he has guessed for a long time. I'm afraid only that kind of thing is useful, but he hasn't made up his mind.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally lost his mind, picked up the exercises carefully, and gently submerged them in the water.

He moved slowly, keeping his fingers on the paper so that he could pull it up before it drenched.

Gollum...

When the paper touches the water surface, there are layers of ripples. A piece of paper flutters lightly, but when it enters the water, it feels like a heavy Taishan stone. The water waves are separated in all directions...

A fairy with golden eyes, silver hair, green armor, and a sword... rose from the water.

Tang Zhao stared blankly, his lips moved.

seems to want to say:

"long time no see!"

It's really you.

This fairy is several sizes smaller than underwater, only one foot tall, and matches the washbasin.Although the fairy is still noble in temperament and looks extraordinary, it is really difficult to bring shock and awe from the bottom of my heart.

The fairy has no fireworks, with an elegant smile, holding a ball of golden light in one hand and a ball of silver light in the other:
"Young man, did you drop the Golden Flower Attracting Phoenix Jue, or this Silver Flower Attracting Phoenix Jue?"

……

I'm so...

A thought flashed through Tang Zhao: "I'm afraid this is not a fool, is it?"

Can a golden ax and a silver ax be set like this?

His Tong is not that copper.

"You... Sister Fairy, can you listen to me?"

"Are you that fairy from back then? Are you real or a phantom?"

"Where are you, are you still in the well, or are you in the glasses?"

"Why did you show up and give me glasses in the first place? Do you have any requirements for me?"

However, despite Tang Zhao's eloquent inquiries, the fairy stopped moving after speaking, and quietly floated on the surface of the water. It seemed that if Tang Zhao didn't continue, she would float to the end of time.

There was no other way, Tang Zhao had no choice but to answer first:

"None of them, what I lost was... the Tung Blossom Attracting Phoenix Jue."

As he spoke, his face burned, as if he were playing a poor game of house-keeping.

But isn't that something that children of six or seven years old play?
He hasn't played for five or six years.

"You are really an honest person," the fairy smiled, "I'll give you both the formulas of attracting the phoenix with golden flowers and the formula of attracting the phoenix with silver flowers."

Two balls of gold and silver light flew towards Tang Zhao at the same time.

Tang Zhao was stunned. When he saw the fairy for the first time, he didn't have any gold or silver. He just returned the glasses to himself.The action this time was unexpected, he hurriedly reached out to catch it——

Gold and silver lights were intertwined in front of his eyes, and before his fingers could touch them, they suddenly burst into dazzling light, rushing toward his face——

With a shock, the sky and the earth changed color, and it suddenly became clear!
The surroundings were on fire, and there were flames in all directions.

The flames piercing the sky and the earth, there is nothing but flames in the world.

In other words, heaven and earth are originally flames, and flames are heaven and earth.

The flames are colorful, and the auspicious colors flow.

All kinds of bright, gorgeous, and brilliant colors are intertwined and flowing.

That is not the color of the world, not the color of flowers, not the color of insects, nor the frivolous and shallow dyeing of silk and satin brocade.

That can only be the color of the sky.

It is burning cloud, it is haze, it is mist, it is frost...

Still an elf between heaven and earth!

He saw the colorful shadows in the brilliance of the flames.

It's Suzaku!

It's Phoenix!
It is the divine bird in the flames!
The divine bird was clearly close in front of his eyes, but it was so blurry that he couldn't see it clearly no matter how he looked.

He looked hard, looked hard, and only saw...

A feather!
It was a piece of golden feather, so golden, it was like a flame flowing.

He stared obsessively, and followed the feather branches one by one, the more he looked, the clearer it became, the flames flowing above seemed to be burning...

Burn it, burn it!
boom!
Tang Zhao is like a dead leaf, exploding in the ashes!
"what--"

-

"Brother Zhao—"

"Ok?"

Tang Zhao suddenly regained consciousness and opened his eyes.

There is a huge crack in front of me, splitting the world in two, and everything is skewed along the crack.

?I'm blind?

"Brother Zhao?" Wei Changle's voice was right next to his ears.

Tang Zhao squinted and saw Wei Changle's face on the side of the gap.

Huh, I thought I was blind, but it turned out that my glasses were cracked.

……

Glasses cracked?

Tang Zhao pulled off the glasses, and saw a crack in the middle of one lens.

"Ah... my glasses!"

Tang Zhao groaned, bleeding from his heart, and tremblingly stroked the lens.The broken lens is really shocking, the left and right cracks cut the lens into two, almost cut in half, that is to say, the frame is kept intact, and it seems that the two halves can be snapped off with a little force.Tang Zhao has always cherished his glasses, but at this moment he was so distressed that he almost shed tears.

what happened?What did you do last night, your good glasses cracked like this?

As soon as I thought of this, the memories of last night immediately came to my mind, letters, thousand-character essays, annotations, fairies, gold and silver, exercises...

The memory made his heart jump, and his skin felt the cold, hard floor.

Tang Zhao was lying on his back on the floor.

The dream and reality were constantly intertwined, he got up, and saw that he was lying in the corner of the room, no more than three feet away from the water basin.Behind him is the desk where he was writing last night. The letters on the desk are messy, and the seams of the paper faintly reveal gold.

broken!

Tang Zhao was even more flustered. He hurriedly put the things together, and he didn't know where to put them in his hands. When he turned around, he saw Wei Changle standing quietly beside him.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the morning light shone into the house through the window paper.Wei Changle was bathed in the sun, his expression blurred.

Tang Zhao thought of the scene of him lying sprawled on the ground when he entered the door and saw the chaos in the house. He was so embarrassed that he buckled his toes, and explained: "I was dreaming and sleepwalking last night...uh... my glasses are broken, it's very An important relic of the elders."

What happened last night was one chain after another, so strange that he didn't know where to start.

Wei Changle's expression became even more strange, and he asked softly, "What are glasses?"

Tang Zhao showed him the glasses in his hand, and said, "This is it, it's rare, isn't it? Maybe it's the only one in this world."

Wei Changle was silent for a while, then looked back at the doors and windows, seeing that they were tightly closed, Fang approached a little, and said in a low voice: "Sure enough, are you holding something in your hand?"

Tang Zhao was stunned, and suddenly recalled, a gust of cold air rushed up, and he lost his voice: "You mean..."

Wei Changle shook his head slightly, his voice became deeper and deeper, and said: "Actually... it's not strange to see things that others can't see, right? We've all experienced it. It's just that you are better than me. I can see what others can't, but you can see it." I can't see it."

At this moment, Tang Zhao went through the experience of the day like a revolving lantern in his mind - since the glasses were fished out of the water and reunited, he has been wearing them all the time, but no one takes a second look at this new utensil, as if this thing is not exist.It's not that I didn't feel vaguely strange, but I didn't think much about it.

So no one saw the glasses at all?
No, the glasses have been in my hands for a long time, and I wear them at home. Other than myself, everyone else can see them, my father can see them, and the neighbors and uncles can see them too!
Could it be that night...

That night, in the dry well, did you lose your glasses?

What fairies were fished out of the well, what golden glasses, silver glasses, what broken mirrors were reunited, and last night... the strange things last night, were they all delusions due to illness?
Tang Zhao shuddered, in addition to fear, there was also sadness.

Because of repeated encounters and emotional ups and downs, has he reached the point of schizophrenia?
Do not……

No!

As soon as he lowered his head, he still felt that there was something more in his mind.

(End of this chapter)