I collect cultural relics in the human world

Chapter 175 Meeting ()

He Si knew that Qin Jian was trying to relieve her tension, but she didn't answer because she couldn't feel any negative emotions. At this moment, she was riding a dragon, and it was a dragon she had awakened by herself. Nothing could excite her more than this.

The ground beneath her feet was rising rapidly, and the giant dragon's huge body had already appeared. The disturbed air flow was surging violently, and the wind was howling. He Si touched the dragon's head in the wind, felt the gentleness under her palm, and looked back. The dragon body is flowing with metallic luster. At this moment, the islands and plank roads in the water have disappeared, and the entire sky is occupied by the newly awakened ancient beast, and its huge scales are also painted with two murals from the Crane Suit and the Deer Garden, and it is traveling under the guidance of these murals. Take He Si and Qin Jian to see Yanyan. He Si knew that they were finally going to get out of the book.

Qin Jianze stood firmly behind He Si, looking calmly at He Si standing in front of him in the wind, riding a dragon. Who would have thought that this girl, who once seemed panicked even for asking for help, would be able to have such a shock with the ancient objects in just over a month. She would have the ability to travel through the netherworld, search for the unknown, and fight against the mysterious. In addition to self-protection, she could even protect herself. Others are doing it with ease. Now she stood on top of the giant dragon, with a slender but tall figure, her hands gently resting on the dragon's horns. Under her control, this sacred beast appeared docile and powerful. And her long, waterfall-like hair flowed gently in the wind, brushing against Qin Jian's face inadvertently, making his heart tremble slightly.

The dragon was still spiraling up, and He Si couldn't help but let go of her hand holding the horns, opened her arms in the swirling clouds, and took a deep breath. Around her, the sky showed a deep blue, and the marshmallow-like clouds were within reach. Several birds that had just passed the sky a second ago had been trampled under her feet. Only Xiaojiu stayed on her shoulders, her claws clasped tightly. Holding tightly to her clothes. Further down, the originally vast lake had shrunk into a miniature pond, but the surrounding fog was still thick. Even at such a height, the edge of the fog was still invisible.

If they had just boarded the ship, no matter which ship it was, they would have ended up getting lost in the endless white fog and trapped forever. Sure enough, as Qin Jian said, her words were deceptive, and she did not set up a mechanism to leave in the last scene. It's a pity that she is the creator of this book, but Guanyin is the creator of her dream. After all, she still missed a move.

As He Si thought about it, she felt the wind in her ears gradually subsided and the dragon slowed down. Looking forward, it was not the pavilions or gorgeous palaces she had imagined, but a building she was very familiar with - pure white floors, pure black ink, clean, horizontal and vertical, with the word "loft" in the air. , turned out to be the Penthouse Bookstore where a book signing was taking place.

He Si lowered her head and looked at the giant dragon. The dragon also stopped completely at this moment. It lowered its head silently and rubbed the girl's hand, signaling that it had arrived at its destination.

Did he actually return to reality directly? But she didn't see the dream collapse scene? Should we start by leaving the dragon? He Si frowned and turned around to see Qin Jian staring at those two words in trance.

"Do you think... it's over?" she asked hesitantly. "Could it be that the murals are not taking us to meet the Creator of that world, but leading directly to reality."

"Not necessarily, let's go in and take a look first." Qin Jian said, taking the lead to lightly jump from the faucet to the ground, patting his clothes as usual, then turned around and stretched out his hand towards He Si, wanting to catch her. But he didn't expect He Si to follow his example and jump to the misty ground. She also pretended to smooth the corners of her unpleated clothes, looked back with a smile, and took the lead in pushing open the closed frosted glass door.

Bright light, warm air, eye-catching platform, a few teenagers reading, everything is the same as when they left. The bustling sound of traffic also flooded into her ears at this moment. When He Si turned around, there were giant dragons and clouds outside the door. Several teenagers were talking in low voices and walked away from them, stepping into a business filled with high-rise buildings and people coming and going. street.

Obviously everything is as it was before, but I always feel like something is wrong. He Si thought about it, then simply walked to the booth and picked up the sample book that was still in its original place. Qin Jian also came behind her, but this time, his eyes did not look over He Si's shoulders to read with her, but observed the surroundings.

Everything seemed so logical, but a little strange.

While he was watching, the shopping guide on the side came over, pointed to the stairs in the northwest corner of the bookstore and said: "Hello, this book is currently being promoted. If you are interested, you can find out more. It is on the reading platform on the second floor. Go up the stairs. You can see it.”

After hearing the exact same words, He Si turned around and looked at the smiling shopping guide with eyes as frightened as if she had seen a ghost. Under this sight, the shopping guide couldn't hold back his smile. After holding on for a while, he asked anxiously: "Miss, what happened?" "I guess it's a mistake. You look a lot like us." An old friend," Qin Jian thought for a moment and felt that he was too old-fashioned, then added, "A friend."

"Oh, that's it." The shopping guide's face softened slightly, as if he wanted to liven up the atmosphere, and he laughed at himself, "I have a public face, so it's not surprising to admit my mistakes."

But before her expression was completely relieved, He Si asked again: "Have you seen us before today?"

The shopping guide's face froze again, and he looked for help at Qin Jian, who was obviously getting along better.

"Ah Si, are you sleepy?" Qin Jian said, ignoring the look of help, took the book from He Si's hand, put it in its original position, then put his arms around her waist and walked out. , "Let's go and have a cup of coffee first."

"Hey, I still have questions..."

Qin Jian held down He Si who was still about to turn around, and whispered in a low voice: "Your answer is in the coffee shop."

He Si was startled slightly, stopped struggling, and followed Qin Jian towards the door. At that moment, the frosted glass door was pushed open from the outside, and a familiar figure walked in.

"Fan...Fan Yu? Why are you here?" He Si's doubts deepened. If she was still wavering between reality and illusion just now, Qin Jian's reminder made her convinced that she was still in illusion and was about to go. Looking for Yanyan, Fan Yu's appearance completely confused her - is this reality?

"I should ask you this question. You two have been in a coma for a day. Why are you still in this bookstore and haven't left? Is there any scary mechanism? You can't really read books here all day and night, right?" Fan Yu As he spoke, he looked around, his eyes caught sight of Qin Jian holding He Si's waist, and he sighed as if he suddenly realized, "Hey, it turns out that he is addicted to beauty and has no desire to make progress."

"Coma?" He Si was used to Fan Yu's chaotic thoughts and only grasped the key points, "Qin Jian and I are unconscious? Then where is this? How did you get in?"

The shopping guide on the side has not left yet. He has a surprised and uncertain face, and it seems that he will call the security guard at any time.

"Let's talk after we get out." Qin Jian took another step forward.

Fan Yu obviously saw the shopping guide's expression, and still said nonchalantly: "What does it matter? They are all NPCs anyway."