A World Worth Protecting

The sky is transparent. It seems that there is a curtain outside the sky. The reason why it is said to be transparent is that the embroidered pattern on the curtain can be seen.

That pattern... is an irregular sun.

It can be seen that the level of this embroidery worker should be very poor, so that the sun, which should have been round, was embroidered into an oval shape, like a huge winter melon, and there are many traces of needle modification on it, as if it were embroidery. This person from the sun tried very hard to adjust, but obviously... still failed.

But in any case, this winter melon-like sun still has a strange power, can emit light and heat, penetrate the transparent sky, and fall on the ground.

The earth... is overgrown with mushrooms.

Mushrooms of various colors spread all over the ground without seeing the edge. If you can swipe your head down at the highest position, you may be able to see a vast sea of ​​mushrooms, as if this world has no mountain peaks, no sea, and some It's just a flat area, and there are just countless mushrooms of various colors.

Maybe it’s because there is no moon in this world, so whenever the night falls, there is pitch black all around, and in this pitch black, this boundless, uncountable number of mushrooms will open their eyes one after another. .

"It's getting dark!"

"The fairy is sleeping!"

"Hahaha, we can play!"

"Be quiet, if the witch wakes up, everyone will die!"

"Yes, yes, the witch is terrible. I saw Xiao Huang being taken away directly by the witch the other day..."

"Which little yellow? There are too many little yellows here, which one are you talking about?"

Every mushroom is talking, seeming to be talking to each other, but if you look carefully, they are actually talking to themselves, so the whole world is instantly noisy, and at the same time, as the noise echoes, These mushrooms actually stood up.

They have grown out of their feet, extended their arms, and have one eye open above their heads. They play with each other and make the earth boil and lively.

Chen Han is one of the mushrooms!

Compared with other mushrooms, his color is very common, even a bit rustic, and the entire head is earthy yellow, very inconspicuous. This makes Wang Baole, who resonates with his soul, also a little emotional.

"Although Chen Han's death is more ordinary than ever, this guy seems to have some luck. After all, ordinary to the extreme, it is extraordinary!"

When Wang Baole sighed, Chen Han also made a sound.

"It can't be Xiao Huang, I have seen it too, it is Da Hong, and the witch caught Da Hong. I want to prove to our Xiao Huang clan that it is not us!"

As if the sound was not loud enough, Chen Han jumped up and stood on the heads of other mushrooms, trying to attract the eyes of other companions. This made Wang Baole a little headache. With the help of Chen Han's gaze, he swept over the boundless mushroom villain. , While feeling too noisy here, he also tried to look up at the sky.

But unfortunately, Chen Han’s attention was not in the sky at all, so Wang Baole couldn’t see it, and he was gradually impatient here. Chen Han roared constantly, and even climbed onto more overlapping mushroom heads. , Suddenly in the dark world, a light suddenly appeared.

This light fell from the sky. At the moment this light appeared, all the mushrooms on the ground trembled, and they squatted down instantly, their limbs disappeared, turning into normal mushrooms.

However, Chen Han and some other arrogant mushrooms, one by one, seemed to be petrified, all solidified and motionless, and the whole world fell into absolute silence at this moment.

Fortunately, Chen Han in the petrochemical industry, his last gaze seemed to be towards the sky, so at this moment, Wang Baole, with the help of its angle, saw the sky above the sky, it seemed that the curtain was lifted by a corner, revealing an eye.

"Which one should I eat today...Let me see who is not good..." As soon as this voice came out, Wang Baole felt familiar, and at the same time he noticed the mushrooms around him, all trembling, as if he was terrified.

But although Wang Baole's consciousness fluctuated, he was not shocked by the eyes and sounds that appeared in the sky. He felt that he was used to it...every time in the world, he would meet each other.

The eyes in the sky came from a little girl, and the voice also belonged to Wang Yiyi in Wang Baole's memory, but it sounded like Wang Yiyi was younger.

The voice is not terrifying, it is childlike, and it is mostly frightening, but obviously...for these mushrooms with insufficient IQ, this is already a catastrophe.

But it seems that today's Wang Yiyi is not interested in catching mushrooms. Instead, he lifted the curtain of the sky, making the whole world instantly bright, and also making Wang Baole see the outside world at this moment!

Still...the same room he observed last time!

There was no change in the furnishings in the room. The only change was that there was no Wang Yiyi's father, that is, the white-haired middle-aged man. Only Wang Yiyi was there, and her appearance was indeed smaller than Wang Baole's memory.

While her hair was tied into two small bags, she looked a little cute while holding the curtain and pouting her mouth.

"Isn't it just embroidering a moon? What's the problem? Dad actually said that I can't do it, huh, there is nothing Yiyi can't do!"

"Are you right?" After speaking, the little girl lowered her head and looked at all the mushrooms. Soon, among the mushrooms that did not dare to move, she hurriedly spoke up. So in a flash, the noise reappeared, and it was all sloppy. In other words, it is relatively low-level, mostly direct.

Wang Baole ignored these flattering mushrooms, nor did he look at Wang Yiyi, who seemed to be satisfied, but condensed his spiritual consciousness, followed the sky and observed the room.

He wants to go out!

This is the deepest thought in Wang Baole's mind at this moment after experiencing the sixth generation of Chen Han.

But obviously this idea is unrealistic, and he can't do it now, but it doesn't affect his observation. The house is simple, and the house is filled with toys. There is nothing surprising.

While watching Wang Baole here, Wang Yiyi's voice was transmitted into the world.

"Lieyang, Liuyue, Canye... It's so difficult, I learned Lieyang, but how does this Liuyue flow, how to draw... And Canye, I can't learn it at all, except for the big one, Dad Pervert, I don’t believe in any pervert in this world that can learn to flow the moon and the dead night!" Wang Yiyi seemed to be a little mad. Her voice also attracted Wang Baole’s attention, which made Wang Baole no longer observe the house, but There is complexity in the divine consciousness, looking at Wang Yiyi.

"Miss Sister...what happened to you..." Wang Baole muttered, staring at Wang Yiyi, but soon his complexity dissipated, and his mind fluctuated again because he saw Wang Yiyi mad. Later, the magic technique that I have been trying again...

That technique seems to be called Liuyue. In Wang Yiyi's hands, it seems that there are invisible threads gathered and woven together, seeming to forcibly change the law, so that nothingness changes from invisible to visible at this moment, into ripples, Spread out.

And where the ripples pass, it seems that time is passing faster, and when it disperses into this mushroom world, the sense of time passing is more intense, that is, a moment, as if decades have passed!

"This is... the law of time!!!" Wang Baole's mind roared. He knew very well that in the laws of this world, time and space belonged to the most mysterious existence. There were few masters, and those who could slightly explore were powerful. Generation!

And for monks, they often never have the opportunity to comprehend these two laws in their lifetime, because there are too few people to grasp, because it is too difficult, and even more so because of a certain degree, this is a taboo law, and at the same time...has the law of time or space The special stars seem to be even rarer than Daoxing!

Only Mingmeng that Wang Baole has come into contact with in this life can barely comply with the law of time.

Therefore, at this moment, Wang Baole ignored everything around him like a blessed soul, and ignored everything in the outside room. In his divine consciousness, in his soul, there was only...the silk thread of the law of time in Wang Yiyi's hands!

As Wang Yiyi unfolded again and again, failed again and again, Wang Baole kept observing and feeling constantly, and he didn't even notice it. In this insight, his surroundings gradually...some faint likeness appeared. The slight resonance of the silk thread in Wang Yiyi's hand! !

"Ah, ah, I can't learn it, too abnormal, too abnormal, it is impossible to be learned at all!" In Wang Baole's perception, Wang Yiyi outside the sky heard a more frantic voice.