Chapter 718 The Return of the Gods 2
"I always feel that this temple is full of weirdness. Such a huge temple is abandoned like that. I really hate the gods. Why not tear it down and leave it in the vast ice field? It's so creepy..."
Shen San touched the goose bumps on his arms.
After hearing the innkeeper's reminder, Quan Jiu had always been wary of the temple and had no good feelings towards the gods enshrined there. But now when she saw the golden statue of the god, she subconsciously did not feel any danger.
After searching the temple for a while, she couldn't find a passage barrier, let alone a dog hole.
001 reminded: "Behind the statue."
Quan Jiu looked at the statue, its back pressed tightly against the wall.
"It needs to be moved."
But the problem is, this statue is so tall and made of gold, weighing at least ten tons. How can she move the statue?
Quan Jiu hesitated for a moment and said, "Let me see if there is any mechanism first."
There are two solutions: either destroy the statue or find thousands or even tens of thousands of people to move it. Either way is very troublesome.
She was in a somewhat irritable mood, and was unaware that her smooth forehead was wrinkled. A touch of warmth gently fell between her brows, and the fingertips rubbed her smooth skin.
"Don't frown."
It’s Chen Lang.
Quan Jiu raised his eyes and met his dark and deep eyes.
He looked at her quietly, his eyes vast and calm like the deep sea.
Traveling thousands of miles just to find a dilapidated temple, any normal person would doubt her motives. A smart man like Chen Lang must have guessed that something was wrong with her a long time ago, but he never asked a single question from beginning to end.
Quan Jiu's brows relaxed: "I'm fine."
Because of Shen Lang's incident, she calmed down again. Even if she found the passage, she would not leave today. She had not figured out what to do with Shen Lang.
"Let's go back first."
………
There was something unusual about the wine this evening.
After everything was over, Shen Lang held her in his arms and rarely took the initiative to talk to her.
Quan Jiu sighed slightly in his heart.
It was obvious that he minded, otherwise he wouldn't ignore her, but even at this point, he still held her tightly and didn't let go even if she was upset.
Sensing his conflicting feelings, Quan Jiu turned over and met his eyes.
"Chen Lang, I might... have to leave for a while."
Just now, Quan Jiu made a decision. Instead of making up a lie that could never be hidden from him, it would be better to tell him the truth directly.
The woman's red lips were shiny, a thin layer of sweat hung on the tip of her nose, her cheeks and exposed arms were lightly powdered, and the charm in the corners of her eyes had not faded. He used to like her this way the most, but at this moment, Shen Lang could not feel the slightest joy.
The body in his arms was burning hot, but he felt inexplicably cold, with the chill spreading down his chest.
Quan Jiu looked at his distraught appearance, held up his face, his eyes dark and bright:
"Do you believe me?"
Chen Lang stared at the woman who had just said she wanted to leave him for a long time, then spoke slowly without hesitation.
"letter."
If he didn't believe it, he wouldn't have abandoned everything in Mengguo and followed her to this snowy wasteland.
It was precisely because he understood his pride that Quan Jiu realized how hard it was to get this word "trust".
She paused for a moment, overwhelmed with emotions.
"Then believe me, we will definitely meet again in the future."
Sooner or later, she will gather all his fragments.
There was a huge rock pressing on Shen Lang's chest, making it hard for him to breathe and his hands and feet were cold.
The corners of his eyes were red, and his tone was so soft that it was inaudible.
"...Can't we just leave?"
Just a moment ago, he even had the crazy idea of imprisoning her.
But it was only a moment before he completely rejected it.
He grew up in the deep palace, where a palace wall separated him from all his freedom. People who have lost their freedom can better understand the value of freedom.
She was such a proud person in her bones, how could she be truly happy when he broke her wings and locked her in a cage?
Chen Lang thought of all the ways to keep her, but none of them worked. In the end, he could only let go of his attitude and ask for her permission to stay in the most original and sincere way.
"...Can't we just leave?"
Quan Jiu didn't look at him, nor did he say anything.
It is impossible for the milk ball to not grow up forever.
As parents, they have failed in their duty by letting their child go through so much alone. If he knew the identity of Milk Ball and the cause of his illness, she believed he would make the same choice as her.
Shen Lang heard her silent refusal, and his big hands on her waist finally loosened their grip.
Quan Jiu raised his neck and tried to kiss him, but Shen Lang dodged him.
For the first time, he wasn't interested in her advances.
"You go to sleep, I'm going out for a walk."
Chen Lang stood at the door all night.
At noon, daybreak finally broke in Jill Town. The proprietress came downstairs carrying a basin of dirty clothes and greeted him with a mysterious look on her face and nodded.
Shen Lang pretended not to hear anything. He turned around and glanced at the room behind him. Finally, he made up his mind and walked into the house.
The house was quiet and deserted.
The bed was empty.
Last night's messy quilt is now neatly folded and placed at the end of the bed.
Chen Lang suddenly panicked. A bottomless hole appeared in his chest, and wind was blowing in.
"Long Creek!! Long Creek!! Long Creek?!!"
He searched the house thoroughly and, after making sure that no one was inside, ran frantically to the first floor of the inn.
Shen San watched him hurried downstairs, stood up from the dining table, and looked at him with a worried look:
"My Lord, what's wrong?"
Shen Lang stared at him with his dark eyes, as if a drowning man had grabbed a life-saving straw:
"Have you seen the lady?"
Shen San was shocked when he saw his pale face. Shen Lang's hair was now messy, and all the blood in his body seemed to have been drained. His face was pale, but his pair of black eyes filled with hope were frighteningly bright.
“………”
Without waiting for Shen San's answer, Shen Lang's eyes darkened, and he raised his legs to rush to the temple. Shen San hurriedly said: "Sir, it's snowing outside, you didn't bring a cloak..."
Shen Lang did not stop, but before he left the inn, a clear and doubtful female voice came from behind him:
"What's going on?"
Quan Jiu walked out with a bowl of porridge and met Shen Lang's eyes.
He stopped rushing out of the door, like a suffocating patient who took a breath of fresh oxygen. He suddenly turned around and strode towards her.
Her waist tightened, and Quan Jiu fell into his tight embrace. She was holding a bowl of hot porridge in her hand, and she moved very carefully for fear of burning him.
Shen Lang buried his chin in her shoulder, his arms tightening constantly, his fingertips still trembling slightly.
Quan Jiu guessed what was going on in an instant. Her chest felt sore and she spoke softly.
"Don't worry, I won't leave without saying goodbye. I saw that you didn't eat anything this morning, so I went to the kitchen and brought you a bowl of porridge..."
Chen Lang didn't say anything, but just held her quietly, as if she would disappear if he let go.
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