its forty-five memorials, the interval between life and death

How can he not be confused by fantasy and how to follow the real trace? Li Xiaodao doesn't know that in the face of this kind of visual alienation, he can't solve it at all, but what if he can't solve the visual problem.

With a flash of light, I don't know where it came from. Li Xiaodao suddenly had an idea that only he could "become a butterfly" to keep up with the magic dance nightmare rules. He began to close his eyes. In the previous tracking process, every time the butterfly flapped its wings, the picture flashed frame by frame, and Li Xiaodao unconsciously imitated it. The frequency and trajectory of movement.

It is not to look for laws from countless pictures, but to find that feeling from countless pictures.

Li Xiaodao sat down, and there seemed to be only a flying nightmare butterfly in front of him with his eyes closed.

"I got it."

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, with an unquestionable smile. Li Xiaodao gently stretched out his hand and grabbed the butterfly.

Opening his eyes, Li Xiaodao put his hand away again, and the nightmare butterfly flew out of his hand in an instant. This was not that Li Xiaodao let go of the nightmare butterfly, but used it to guide the place of the spiritual flower. According to those strange books, the nightmare butterfly is very fragile. As long as you pinch it, you can pinch it to death. It can be imagine that the nightmare butterfly has definitely been injured by Li Xiaodao just now. According to another record, the nightmare butterfly can achieve self-healing by sucking the essence of the spirit flower, which is also based on In these two records, Li Xiaodao made this series of seemingly reckless acts.

The flight trajectory of the nightmare butterfly is more chaotic, but the speed is much slower, and Li Xiaodao only needs to follow it, and it doesn't bother.

After a while, Nightmare Butterfly took Li Xiaodao out of the previous gloomy forest and came to a grassland. Far away, Li Xiaodao saw a light spot, which was probably where the Dian Linghua was located. Out of caution, Li Xiaodao still needed to wait for the action of the Nightmare Butterfly. It was completely confirmed that it was Dian Linghua. Don't worry.

The injured nightmare butterfly flew to the Dien Linghua and stopped. It stretched out a needle-shaped straw and was about to suck the essence of the Dien Linghua. Suddenly, a black line was scratched from the black, and its gorgeous and fragile body cracked in half and fell into the haystack.

"I'm sorry, the little thing that made me have a strange dream."

Li Xiaodao came over and looked at the body of the nightmare butterfly on the ground and said, yes, it was he who killed the nightmare butterfly. The reason was very simple. Li Xiaodao was not going to let the essence of the dragonfly flow into the butterfly's body. Even if this nightmare butterfly does not bring itself a nightmare as legendary, and even that dream seems to help itself indirectly, sometimes Li Xiaodao will not be grateful to a creature that is fundamentally related to him, such as now.

About Nightmare Butterfly, Li Xiaodao made a mistake. Nightmare Butterfly presents the memory picture that a person does not want to mention in the deepest part of his memory. For the vast majority of people, it is definitely a nightmare, but Li Xiaodao is not a nightmare. Those pictures belong to the sealed thing.

After a little appreciation of the Dian Linghua, Li Xiaodao was not interested. It's not that he didn't know the wind and moon. There were very few people who had seen the Dian Linghua. Li Xiaodao doubted whether this kind of flower would only open for a while like a pan. This flower is really beautiful enough to think that it only exists in the fantasy, but if it suddenly withers. Thank you, that's taking off.

Dian Linghua, the capture level has not been determined, and the specific form is unknown. It is rumored to appear in the place where there is a fantasy dance nightmare butterfly. There is only one confirmed effect. During the duration after the launch, any sober creatures close to themselves are likely to fall into a state of hallucinations and sleep. The creatures are likely to have nightmares.

These few sentences are the official records that Li Xiaodao knows. However, this time Li Xiaodao is here to gamble. What he gambles is that Dian Linghua has a deeper absorption success rate is very low. It's just because there are too few people who have contacted, and no one really got it, but Li Xiaodao is not afraid of this, because as long as there is more Deep ability, no matter how low the probability is, he can get it.

After all, Li Xiaodao has the existence of Longjiu, a cheater, and the indiscriminate absorption is simply everyone's own talent.

Before dealing with the Dian Linghua, Li Xiaodao decided to wake up Longjiu first. If the indiscriminate absorption cannot be started when Longjiu is sleeping, it will be a big loss.

"Ajiu, Master Jiu, Aunt Jiu, Talk, Blonde Lori..."

Li Xiaodao tried all the names he could think of, both praise and criticism, but he didn't see Long Jiu agree.

There's nothing I can do. Li Xiaodao has to sacrifice his killer mace and self-harm! Because Longjiu has a synchronous connection with him, Li Xiaodao's mood fluctuates greatly, and Longjiu will feel the extent of physical injury.

He opened a blood opening on his arm and shouted twice. Long Jiu finally came up. Li Xiaodao told her about the matter, which really confirmed Li Xiaodao's conjecture. When Long Jiu slept, he could not start the indiscriminate absorption. Fortunately, Li Xiaodao was cautious enough.

"Okay, let's make a cup of flower tea with Dian Linghua later. Do you want to drink it together?"

Li Xiaodao took off the Dien Linghua and said to Long Jiu.

"How to drink a cup of tea?"

Long Jiuxu looked at it and asked angrily. Li Xiaodao only thought that a cup of tea was not enough.

"It's enough for one person to eat."

Li Xiaodao replied.

"Disgusting."

Long Jiu turned around and deliberately said, trembling all over.

Only then did Li Xiaodao understand what she meant, but he didn't have time to talk to her any more. He cut down a tree, cut out a small wooden cup with a dark blade, and fed water.

Longjiu made a fire, and then made a simple stone pot out of stone and put it on the fire.

When Li Xiaodao came back from the water, boiled the water and added fresh petals, a cup of flower tea was cooked. He poured the tea back into the wooden cup. Li Xiaodao picked it up, took a careful sip, and put the cup back to the stone pot. The whole person fell into a state of dementia.

Li Xiaodao can't find any four-word adjective that can summarize his current feeling. The next second ago, his whole body was numb as if he had been anesthetic, and a second later, he seemed to have injected a large amount of drugs and become extremely excited, like tens of millions of ants biting, and like a mature body touching it with his body. Comfort yourself.

If it is really allowed to describe the feeling after this sip of tea in one sentence, it is that every moment is dying, every moment is reborn, dying, will not alive.

Longjiu also took a sip, but he did not fall into a dullness like Li Xiaodao.

"How many years have you not experienced the feeling of being alive? When did you experience the feeling of death again? The gorgeous blooming of the spirit flower is just a wall to commemorate the life and death, and it will be lonely for a long time.

Long Jiu was thinking about something with a kind of loneliness and self-pity.

I don't know why Li Xiaodao fell asleep again.

......

"Why haven't Dad and Mia come back yet?"

The boy sat on the steps and asked a woman walking in front of him. It's this place again. Er, who is this woman? Mia? Is it the name of the woman last time?)

"Ah, it's been a little long."

The woman holding the umbrella came over and hugged the boy. What is this going to do?)

......

The dream just appeared for a moment and suddenly disappeared. Maybe I will never have such a strange dream again, Li Xiaodao thought so.