I collect cultural relics in the human world

Chapter 173 Snake ()
After finishing speaking, the copper in Qin Jian's hand began to spin rapidly, and a small tornado formed in his palm. Countless words roared out from the eye of the wind, gradually forming six semicircles in a spiral circle, and six semicircles were formed from top to bottom. The boat is covered with a hood. He wanted to use a type net to drag the ship to the shore, but when the ink marks continued to rotate and extend into the water, his plan encountered an obstacle. Qin Jian found that the ink characters stretched out from the copper movable type became dense as soon as they met the water, and countless The ink characters melted away, and the water around the ship gradually turned into ink color, but none of the characters could successfully touch the area under the water.

Qin Jian was not obsessed with the underwater world. The copper that failed to hit the target suddenly stopped, slowed down and flowed between the index finger and ring finger under the thumb. The ink characters that were originally floating on the water then spread out from the side of the boat, reorganized into a circle in an orderly manner, and the words and ink were connected, advancing towards the mist in the distance.

Mist is also water, and it may be difficult for ink characters to penetrate deeply. Qin Jian had no plan to let the word ring invade the fog. Near the border, the copper on his fingertips started spinning again, faster than the first time. The word ring also rotated rapidly in response to this rhythm, and the air shuttled back and forth, forming a hurricane and heading towards the mist, and even the water surface rippled in circles.

This time, he wanted to try to use the wind to disperse the fog to see what was in the fog, but he never expected that the fog did not dissipate, but instead came up on its own initiative. The dark ink color melted into the water vapor in the sky without any time to struggle. Nearby, the ink color of suitable shades outlined the mountains. In the distance, a few elegant strokes of brushstrokes showed the clouds and mist. The white mist showed tranquility, profoundness and vastness. of painting. He Si stood on the shore, feeling a little dazed for a moment, as if she was not in the book, but in the ink painting.

But Qin Jian's mood was not as leisurely as the painting in front of him. The reason why he was reluctant to enter the water was because of He Si's ability. Now she is very skilled in the use of silk, which can be used to kill or protect, but there is an obvious shackle - she needs a solid foothold. Under turmoil, it will be difficult to fully display her abilities. In addition, most of their abilities have disappeared, and they are completely dependent on external support. Once they leave the land, the two of them can easily fall into an isolated and helpless situation. But now, the situation seems to be worse. The fire and ink he brought have been blocked by Yanyan with a piece of water.

What made Qin Jian most uneasy was that Yanyan's actions also stopped. She could have raised huge waves, turned the mist into poisonous gas, or even accelerated the flow of time, turning the plank road under their feet into dust, but the scenery in front of them had been stagnant for a long time without any change. She is no longer as eager to launch an offensive as before, but has changed her strategy to cope with changes by staying the same. It seems that she has figured it out. She doesn't need to defeat the two of them at all, she just needs to trap the two of them here to prevent them from waking her up from her dream.

In this way, without an attack, there would be no loopholes. Qin Jian was helpless in the face of the unchanging water surface. But Yan Yan can wait, but he can't. He doesn't know how long the person trapped by Guanyin sitting upside down can last in the illusion, he doesn't know how long Yan Yan can last, he doesn't know how long the small stone can last, and he doesn't know once Yan Yan can hold on, he doesn't know. Yan's body has lost its life, how long can she and He Si survive in her sweet dream.

If you don't want to spend more time on the deck, the only way is to get on the ship. This is the only answer. Qin Jian thought about it, frowned, and stepped with his right foot into the boat with the black-painted lying deer.

"Wait for me here."

"Do you have any idea?"

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain."

"Why does Mr. Qin look more and more like Fan Chu?"

He Si's crisp voice sounded, and Qin Jian felt his ankles tighten as he stepped into the cabin, and was pulled back again.

"Do you have a solution?" This time, it was Qin Jian who asked He Si.

He Si did not answer immediately, but asked instead: "I have been thinking just now. We are so afraid of what is under our feet, and we are almost certain that the road ahead is a trap. Why don't we look back?" "Because..." Qin Jian's eyes flashed. Shen, some thought flashed through his mind so fast that he had no time to catch it.

"Because there is only one option in life: moving forward?" He Si looked directly at Qin Jian, "Because I have also fallen into another life, so we always thought that the so-called turning back is to let people who are trapped in illusion put down their dreams and return to the world. In the real world, face and accept the imperfection of reality, but is it just that? "

"Turn back," Qin Jian, who had been struggling to move forward, wandering alone between life and death, and who was used to not avoiding even a dead end, suddenly lowered his head, "You're actually...turning back?"

"In addition to moving forward, is it okay to give up, escape, or admit defeat? Can't these options that are not recognized by mainstream values ​​exist in our lives? Is our life for winning or for living? "

Qin Jian slowly raised his head, looked at He Si who suddenly became excited, sighed and said, "Ah Si is still transparent. I asked Guanyin why she sat upside down and sighed that all living beings refused to look back. I understand."

"It's not that you're not as transparent as me, you're just... not as selfish as me."

"If Si is selfish, why do you want to accompany me into this dangerous situation?" Qin Jian started spinning the copper on his fingertips again, but this time, it was not for attack, he just regarded the copper as a Buddhist bead and moved it unconsciously, " That girl didn't design a way for this level. No matter what choice she made, it was a dead end. But she forgot that there is a greater power above the world she created with her pen. We are all under the influence of Guanyin. Well, to pass this level, it depends on your choice and your state of mind.”

"Let's go back." He Si said, no longer facing the lake, but turned around and walked towards the island in the middle of the lake where they started. As she moved, the originally calm water began to surge, as if it was boiling. He Si paused and couldn't help but turn her head. Looking at the ripples pushing away from near to far, she realized that it was not the water surface that was moving, but the creaking of the wooden boards under her feet.

Starting from the first board leading to the end of the water, the boardwalk is rotating in an orderly manner in a clockwise direction. The long wooden board stirred through the water and returned to its original appearance. If the board had not been stained with water on one end, no one would have noticed that it had turned 180°.

He Si couldn't move her eyes, but instinctively backed away. The wooden boardwalk in front of her had twisted into DNA fragments, and the twist had reached the board under her feet. If she didn't move, she would be overthrown. She entered the water, but she was still looking - something seemed to appear on the back of the board.

"Stop looking and leave quickly." Qin Jian grabbed He Si and ran as fast as he could back to the island. The originally still air was also stirred, and the breeze blew over the bodies of the two running hand in hand, bringing a refreshing coolness. The roar became louder and louder, and the two of them ran recklessly. Behind them was the dying end point, and in front of them was the starting point with no way forward. He Si suddenly felt that the suffocation accumulated in her chest disappeared in vain while running. Without a trace. She turned to look at Qin Jian, who happened to be looking over her at this moment.

"I know why the boardwalk is spinning."

"Because there are two murals hidden on the back."