Halberd
"Sunshine" passed by again today, leaving a warm touch on Yan Chan's shoulders.
The cicadas listened carefully to the buzzing of the bees and the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves on sunny days, like drumbeats.
She held the gifted "apple" in her hand. It was so red that it seemed as if she could see the juicy flesh inside through the thin skin.
Yan Chan was so thirsty, and this apple was her salvation.
She knew the technique of biting into an apple: don't start at the widest part and bite horizontally, which will quickly touch the core.
To eat, stand the apple upright and start at the calyx end, avoiding the base of the core and working your way upward in a spiral.
The cicada is very patient and always eats the peel clean before starting to bite the flesh.
Bite after bite.
Even when her strength was unstable, she would accidentally bite a piece of apple flesh, and the sweet apple juice would immediately flow down her lips to her chin.
Yan Chan licked the apple and sucked out all the juice. She had just tasted a small piece of the flesh, which quenched her urgent thirst.
But this could not satisfy her. I think the apple was willing to be eaten completely by her, otherwise why would it fall into her hands.
Circle after circle.
The peels fell to the ground in pieces, leaving only the flesh with the core in her palm, covered with a thin layer of sweet apple juice.
Yan Chan took the first bite, and the already ripe flesh was gently squeezed by his teeth, causing abundant juice to flow out.
She put the pulp and juice into her mouth. As she chewed, the juice became more and more.
She swallowed first, then wrapped her tongue around the fruit flesh, absorbing the last bit of juice.
With just a slight hook, the flesh turned over in her mouth.
Yan Chan quickly took a second bite, and a third...
As it gnawed, the core of the fruit was exposed. Yan Chan wanted to take it out and eat as much of the flesh as possible.
She broke the flesh on both sides and easily touched the apple core along the tunnel.
He bit it gently with his teeth, trying to remove it with his mouth.
Perhaps because of her left and right movements, the core of the fruit swayed and touched the flesh, squeezing out a lot of juice. Yan Chan had to clean up the juice that was flowing and about to overflow.
At this time, the buzzing of the bees became louder, as if it was right next to her ears, telling her to leave.
Yan Chan refused, saying that the apple was hers.
Bees kept swarming around her: It was obviously stolen!
"Do you want to try it too?" Yan Chan said to the bee, not caring at all whether it could understand him or not.
The bee did not answer her question, but just kept buzzing. Every time the cicada took a bite, its buzzing became louder.
It seems like an accusation, but also like an expression of emotion.
The afternoon sun was even stronger, making her exposed shoulders and neck feel warm and burning.
Yan Chan tugged at her clothes again, lowered her head and continued to eat the apple.
She didn't want the scorching sun to dry up the apple cider.
So she sped up her movements, chewing and biting.
The cicada was working hard at the side, and the bee was so anxious that it kept spinning around, its buzzing sound sometimes loud and sometimes soft, and it even used its front legs to pull up a few strands of hair on her head.
The bee tilted her head back due to the force, but her strength was too small to cause any harm to the cicada. Instead, it made her more courageous.
Because they are so close, the bees can even hear the sound of the cicada biting, that crisp "click" sound.
There was also the sound of overflowing juice dripping into the grass.
The apple was held firmly in her hand, leaving it no chance to resist, and the tiny bee was unable to save the apple.
"Buzz buzz buzz." The apple is almost eaten!
The bee didn't want to see this, so it raised its front legs to cover its eyes and kicked the air with its hind legs.
Finally, she screamed and fainted from "excessive sadness".
After eating and drinking its fill, Yan Chan raised its head, let go of the apple with only the core left, and shifted its gaze to the unconscious bee.
She held the bee in her palm and carefully pulled its front legs away from its eyes.
There are also tears of its crying on it.
"Do you like apples so much?" Yan Chan picked up the apple core that she had placed on the grass and placed it next to the bee.
I hope it can find some comfort when it wakes up.
At least...she still has a little bit left, right?
Moreover, there is a complete core.
There’s just not much juice left on it. I think it will dry up in the wind after a while.
But the bee could not give her an answer. If the cicada wanted to hear the answer, it could only wait for it to wake up.
Maybe she could just shake it awake, but she didn't have the heart to do it when she saw the pitiful look of the bee.
She is indeed a person who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside, Yan Chan smiled with satisfaction.
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Young Master Ya stepped into the Thousand Secrets Pavilion. A variety of wooden signs were hung on the roof. The ropes were very long, and short people only needed to look up to see the words engraved on them.
He brushed aside the wooden signs that blocked his view and walked straight somewhere. This was not the first time that Young Master Crow had set foot in the Thousand Secret Pavilion.
The sudden sound of music made him stop. When Mr. Crow looked back, he only saw two puppets.
He was busy looking away and didn't meet her gaze.
The puppet is the eyes of the Ghost King, and he doesn't want to be noticed by the Ghost King yet.
So he quickened his pace and left, letting the wooden signs hit his mask that covered his entire face.
But even though he was running at such a fast speed, there was not a speck of dust on his feet.
There are simply too many people who have set foot in the Thousand Secret Pavilion.
With a ding-dong sound, the thin ropes on the wooden sign intertwined together, spun several times, and then separated as if dancing.
Young Master Crow walked around one person after another with a sullen expression, only to find that there was already someone standing at his destination.
He now tightly grasped the dagger hidden in his sleeve and stood seven steps away from Gao Tinghan.
Gao Tinghan seemed not to notice his arrival as he slowly flipped through the wooden sign hanging in front of him. His hands, which had always been exposed, were now wearing a pair of black gloves for the first time.
"I'm waiting for you." The two looked at each other silently for a while, and then Gao Tinghan opened his thin lips and said.
Young Master Crow turned his head slightly, as if he didn't understand the meaning of his words. Through the two eyes exposed by the mask, he saw the emotion in Gao Tinghan's eyes, which was sadness.
Is it possible that he wants to have a heart-to-heart talk with him, someone he has only met once?
He is not Wu Chunlai.
Or is it just because they look the same that they used him as a stand-in?
Young Master Crow gritted his teeth, not wanting to have any more contact with him, and turned to leave.
"Do you know where Wu Chunlai went?"
Hearing this, Master Crow stopped and took a long breath. He wanted to ask where Wu Chunlai had gone, but Gao Tinghan asked him
No one knew who took up the bounty he had posted.
"I don't know." When he opened his eyes again, Gao Tinghan appeared in front of him by some unknown means.
Being on guard, Master Crow subconsciously swung the dagger in his hand. A cold light flashed, and the dagger was as fast as lightning, but it didn't even cut off a hair of Gao Tinghan.
Gao Tinghan used the same method to grab Master Ya's wrist as he swung the dagger, and pulled him out of Qianmi Pavilion.
Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts
Gao Tinghan held the small deduction array in his palm. "What do you think, should I just kill you?" He said this calmly, as if asking Master Crow if he had had dinner.
Young Master Crow's attention was attracted by the scene in the magic circle. He saw that he had obtained the magic weapon that could kill the Ghost King, and then... stabbed it into her heart.
"It's not that easy for you to kill me." He pushed away Gao Tinghan's hand on his head.
Since this was destined to happen, Young Master Crow believed that he would not die easily, at least not before killing the Ghost King.
Before, he was a little worried that he might die at Gao Tinghan's hands, but now he is more than half relieved.
Gao Tinghan frowned. He suddenly wanted to give it a try. If he killed Master Ya, would the deduction change?
As he thought of this, a long whip appeared out of thin air in his hand. The moment he grasped it, the whip seemed to be covered with a layer of lightning, making a crackling sound.
Gao Tinghan shook his wrist, and the long whip seemed to come alive. The whip exploded in the air with a crisp sound, and even the skulls scattered on the ground were excited and floated in the air and exploded.
"Why do you also know the Ghost King's deduction technique?" Young Master Crow rolled over and dodged the whip he swung that was like a poisonous snake probing its core.
Not long after he stood still, another long whip fell. Young Master Crow dodged quickly, and the place where he was originally standing suddenly exploded with a sharp scream that tore through the air.
Young Master Ya's sword momentum changed immediately, from slashing to twisting, and he swung the sword, trying to strangle the long whip, but the whip was extremely flexible, and Gao Tinghan used the force to break free from the entanglement, and the two of them took a step back at the same time.
All that remained in the air was dust stirred up by the whip wind, mixed with fragments of skulls.
"Even the Ghost King knows that you are good at deduction. I really underestimated you." Gao Tinghan waved the whip and turned it back into his most commonly used halberd.
Next, he also had to be serious.
The halberd blade is like a crescent moon, but it burns with a flame that never goes out. There is a relief of evil spirits coiled on the halberd shaft. One can sense the murderous aura emanating from it with just a glance.
The moment the long spear appeared, Young Master Ya suddenly covered his chest. Was Shi Guiyi approaching?
The stinging sensation was bothering him again.
Gao Tinghan raised his chin and glanced at the half-kneeling Crow Master, "Turns out he's the lucky guy who broke his contract."
He suddenly laughed, "You must be wondering... whether the person connected to you is nearby, right?"
Young Master Crow forced himself to stand up, holding the hilt of his sword for support. He said nothing, but the cold sweat on his forehead revealed his panic.
"You must be feeling incredibly unlucky right now, having a heart attack at this critical moment."
He paced as he spoke, but he did not let go of the halberd in his hand, and the flames burning on it jumped.
The smile on his lips grew wider and wider, "But you blame the wrong person." He stood in front of Young Master Crow, and the tip of his halberd almost touched Young Master Crow's head.
"How is it? Does it hurt more?" His light words fell into the ears of Young Master Crow, like the most vicious curse in the world.
"What did you do! Ugh!" He knelt on the ground again, clasping his heart with his five fingers, his painful expression completely covered by the mask.
Gao Tinghan also squatted down, inserted his fingers into the flame, and took out a wisp.
"It's this that makes you hurt." After saying that, Gao Tinghan snapped his fingers, and the flame on his fingertips immediately dissipated. It did not disappear but returned to the embrace of the big flame.
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