bookcurios Chapter 238 Don’t Come to Me
Chapter 238 Don’t Come to Me
Luqi waved the vine in her hand, as fast as a spirit snake, and bound Xing'er tightly. Xing'er only felt a powerful force lifting him up, and then the whole person was hung in the air, his body gradually deformed, and finally turned into a tree trunk.
Luqi looked at the star hanging in the sky, a complex look flashed in her eyes. She sang the ancient ballad again:
"Oh, the messenger of creation, your trace is vague. I have been waiting for you for thousands of years, but you have forgotten my face. Why, why, my heart is sad. Who can relieve my sorrow and make me smile again?" The song echoed in the secret valley, carrying with it endless sorrow and longing.
At this moment, Xing'er seemed to hear the call from Luqi's heart, and he understood her pain and helplessness. He tried to convey his apology and sympathy with his eyes, but his body could not move, so he could only endure it all silently.
Luqi's eyes became complicated and cold the moment she took the slate. She sighed, as if it was a release from her long-standing helpless compromise.
"Child, you may think that I am talking to you sincerely, but the rules here leave me no choice. I am trapped here, repeating this painful deception day after day, just to exchange for a moment of peace."
"Why did you give me a fake slate?" Luqi's tone was filled with a hint of blame, but more of helplessness about her fate. "That slate was my only hope to escape from bondage, but you made me fall into despair again."
Hearing this, Xing'er felt an indescribable pity in his heart. He looked at Luqi's face, which was twisted by pain, and felt no resentment in his heart, only deep sympathy.
"Senior, I didn't know that this stone slab was so important to you. If I had known, I would never have lied to you." He said sincerely while trying to break free, but the vines seemed to have life and wrapped around him tightly.
Luqi ignored Xing'er's explanation. She turned around and continued to sing the ancient and sad ballad:
"Oh, the messenger of creation, your trace is vague. I have been waiting for you for thousands of years, but you have forgotten my face. Why, why, my heart is sad. Who can relieve my sorrow and make me smile again?" The song echoed in the secret valley, carrying with it endless sorrow and longing.
As the song sounded, the surrounding scenes seemed to be moved, and even the originally violent creatures became quiet, as if they were listening to this sad song that transcended time and space. However, for Xing'er, this song was like a sharp knife piercing his heart.
"Senior, I don't know why you are trapped here, but I can assure you that I didn't mean to deceive you." Xing'er struggled, trying to move Luqi with words, "If possible, I am willing to help you find a way to get out."
When Luqi heard this, her singing stopped abruptly. She turned around and looked at Xing'er with complicated eyes, as if she was weighing something. Finally, she sighed and released Xing'er.
"Forget it, maybe this is fate. Since you didn't mean it, I won't pursue it any further."
The vines slowly loosened and Xing'er regained his freedom. He looked at Luqi with gratitude, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
After Xing'er was tied into a tree trunk by Luqi and hung in the air, the atmosphere of the secret valley became even heavier and more depressing. When Luqi turned and left, leaving behind her lonely and determined back, her words pierced Xing'er's heart like ice.
"The slate is no longer with me," Luqi's voice echoed in the empty secret realm, with a hint of indifference and helplessness, "Once you hand over the slate, it means that your connection with this world will be completely cut off, and the secret realm of the valley will become your eternal prison. This is the destination of those who have been forgotten by the world."
Xing'er was shocked when he heard this. He had never thought that a seemingly ordinary stone slab would put him in such a desperate situation. He struggled hard, trying to break free, but the vines seemed to have life, tightly wrapping around him and making him unable to move.
"How can I leave here?" Xing'er asked anxiously, with a hint of despair in her voice.
Luqi stopped but didn't look back. She just said calmly: "There is only one way to leave here, and that is to wait. Wait for that dear person to find you at all costs, and even be willing to shed a drop of blood for you as the price of redemption. Only in this way can you regain your freedom."
As Luqi finished speaking, the secret valley underwent another earth-shaking change. The originally peaceful and tranquil scene was instantly replaced by a raging fire. The entire space seemed to have turned into a huge prison. The raging fire was mixed with painful wails and desperate cries, which made people shudder.
Xing'er looked at this scene, his heart filled with fear and anxiety. He knew very well that all he could do now was to wait. Wait for the beloved who might never appear to save him from this endless suffering.
However, in despair, Xing'er felt an inexplicable determination in his heart. He began to pray, praying that Shen Li would not come.
He knew what kind of dangers and difficulties Shen Li would face if she risked her life to save him. He would rather stay in this secret valley forever than let Shen Li get hurt.
"Shen Li, don't come looking for me." Xing'er prayed silently in her heart, "Please forget me and continue your own life. Let everything here go with the wind."
In the reflection of the raging fire, Xing'er's figure looked particularly lonely and helpless.
As night slowly fell, Xing'er gradually fell asleep.
In the gentle embrace of the dream, it is no longer the bound form, but has transformed into a colorful bird again, hanging freely on an ancient and leafy tree.
The moonlight is like water, falling gently, covering this quiet night with a layer of silver gauze.
However, the night wind was not gentle. It blew past with a whistling sound, bringing a bit of chillness, causing Xing'er to curl up her body, feeling the coolness from nature.
On this cold and lonely night, Xing'er's thoughts drifted far away, and he had a strange dream.
In the dream, it flapped its colorful wings, as if transformed into an artist, using its unique perspective and endless creativity to paint splendid pictures in the void.
The world in the painting is both real and illusory, with the magnificence of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, as well as the delicacy of flowers, birds, fish and insects. Every stroke contains Xing'er's yearning and pursuit for a better life.
When the morning light first appeared and the first ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the earth, Xing'er suddenly woke up from his dream.
It looked up and found that it was still hanging on the familiar big tree, but the world around it seemed very different from last night.
The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, dappling on my body, bringing a long-lost warmth, while also reflecting the chaos and changes on the ground - at the edge of the forest, machines roar, dust flies, and it is obvious that an external force is destroying this once peaceful and harmonious home.
A deafening roar sounded again, and Xing'er suddenly woke up from her dream.