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Chapter Eleven Old Things 3

Seeing Nalan sending Xiaolu and my body away with teleportation, she felt inexplicably panic. Perhaps because she was about to enter the temple, she knew nothing about the situation inside. Nalan asked me to get as close as possible to him. For the first time, I kept such a close distance from him, and could smell the faint smell on his body, like the faint fragrance of green grass.

He circled the room three times and finally stopped in front of a wall, but I didn't notice any abnormality. At this time, Nalan took out a jade pendant from her arms, and I looked closer and saw that it was a carving of a deer. Isn't this... Nalan's real body? He then gently put the deer on the wall. The originally rigid wall without any loopholes began to sink inward, getting deeper and deeper, gradually forming a door, which was pitch black and very deep.

Nalan signaled me to follow him closely, and I didn't dare to be negligent at all, let alone get too far away from him. We walked towards the depths of darkness together. The light behind us gradually disappeared, and the darkness was like water in the river. Every step we took, we submerged everything behind us. In the end, we were left in the darkness. Later, there was no trace of light around, and my eyes were pitch black, and even Nalan couldn't see clearly. I didn't dare to make a sound, but I dared to slightly reach out to explore everything around me. Fortunately, I was always close to Nalan. As soon as I reached out, I touched him. The warm body temperature emanated from him. My hand shook involuntarily. Unexpectedly, Nalan seemed to feel my uneasiness, but instead grabbed my hand and held it tightly. My face was slightly hot, and then I was sure that I had touched Nalan's hand.

I originally thought Nalan was just to reassure me, but he had no intention of letting go of my hand at all. I vaguely remember that many years ago, the young man who had tied me around me told me that there is an old saying by mortals: "Hold your hand and grow old with me." I suddenly felt at a loss and wanted to pull my hand out, but this idea was eventually overwhelmed by the darkness around me.

"Naran..." I called him in a low voice. I was indeed frightened by the endless darkness. I felt like I had left the world in an instant. All the space was full of unknowns, and I didn't know what was hidden in this darkness.

"Shh..."

I shut my mouth consciously, but then an ethereal voice resounded throughout the darkness. I was startled and tried my best to find out where the sound was made, but I found that the sound was melted into every inch of darkness, endless, from all directions.

"Only those who leave this temple can be the main one. Those who do not know how to choose will be trapped in this forever. The theory of experience is to determine life and death. There is no advance or retreat, and the temple is boundless-"

The voice is vigorous and powerful, heavy and solemn, but after the lingering sound is over, it makes people feel that they have never heard it before. It seems that everything is an illusion, but there is no fear and panic in my heart. If I understand, it seems that I don’t understand it.

"What does it mean?"

"The experience of the Lord of the Forest is to see whether he can leave the temple. Only those who go out can be elected. If he can't go out, he will be trapped here forever."

"But it's pitch black here and I don't know where the exit is. What's more, the voice said 'The Temple is boundless'. Maybe there is no exit at all, right?"

"Yinluo, are you scared? Do you regret coming in with me?" Nalan subconsciously held my hand, making my already anxious heart even more uneasy.

"No, no. With your strength, you will definitely be able to get out."

"Well. As long as you are here, I will definitely go out." Although I was a calm tone, I became more firm. I felt warm in my heart for some reason, but I felt a little calm.

Just as I was distracted, a light suddenly passed through the darkness, just between me and Nalan. The light was very strong and even a little dazzling. But strangely, the light seemed to be limited by something. The only thing that could illuminate was Nalan's face opposite. There was still darkness at an inch more.

When I looked up, I happened to meet Nalan's eyes. He also looked straight at me. When I looked down, I was shocked. I originally set up a hidden world for myself, but now I was exposed to this light. Is the hidden world not working in this temple?

Looking at Nalan only made me even more panic. I quickly pulled my hand out of his hand. After all, there was a trace of light now, as if there was no need to explore his position. He felt my actions, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, but he quickly returned to peace.

"This is……"

I looked in the direction of the light, as if it was very far away, but it seemed very close. There was a pattern and a word at the end of the light, but I had never seen this "word" before, neither in the lush forest nor in the mortal world.

"Look at that side!"

I followed Nalan's voice and looked at the other end of the light. It was also a pattern like a word, but it was different from what I saw just now.

"What does this mean? Is it a word?"

"Yinluo, have you heard of the silk of destiny?"

"The silk of destiny? Is the heavenly book that controls the life and death of all living beings in the depressed forest?"

"Yeah." Nalan nodded, "The temple is closely related to the silk of destiny. Will the end of this light be the words on the silk of destiny?"

I also had some associations, but I still had no complete idea.

"Yinluo, if you look at that word again, can you guess what it means?"

I looked at one end of the light: "The knife lies across the tree, and the fire surrounds all sides. It seems that there is no room for survival. If you take your life and burn it, it will eventually turn into ashes. Unfortunately, this tree that cannot walk or move does not even have a chance to escape."

I looked at the other end again. The pattern here seemed to be related to the picture just now, but the picture was completely different: "The trees had new buds, and there were streams passing by, and they were all small trees... I don't know how long it would take to grow into green shade, but it's always good to have hope."

"The silk of destiny seems to record a sentence: 'Destroy oneself and save him, choose death to give birth to life.' Do you think this painting is related to this?"

"Destroy yourself and save him, choose to die and live... The big tree burns itself and leaves the nutrients and water sources to the small tree. It seems that this is what we mean. But what should we do?"

Although I started to have some clues, I was not sure.

"Can you have to fulfill this prophecy before you can break this mechanism?"

"Destroy yourself... and save him... The end of this light should be these words. Maybe we have to make a choice. The light is limited by these two words. Only by removing the limit at one end can the light shine wider. Perhaps, the exit is on the other end of the light?"

"Well. If you want to make a choice in the darkness and choose a clear direction, this is also one of the experiences. Then according to the prophecy, we can only remove the "destroy ourselves" end?"

I nodded, but for some reason, I was always a little relieved because of these words.

Nalan began to try to move towards the glowing end, but strangely, he had already taken a step, but soon returned to the opposite side of me. The darkness around seemed to move with him, and he had never changed his position. Looking at the pattern again, it was still a distance that seemed far away.

Nalan was also confused. He tried several more times, but none of them helped.

"Use the air-flying technique to see."

As expected, the result is not changed. This endless darkness submerges everything and will move with it. No matter how you change your position, you are always deep in the same place in the darkness.

"No, it's impossible to move in the dark."

“What about in the light?”

Nalan was inspired and activated his spiritual power. A silver spear appeared in the light in front of him, floating in the only place that was not submerged by darkness. With his urging, the silver spear slowly moved back and forth. Indeed, in the light, it was not controlled by darkness.

He looked at the pattern at the end of the light, his eyes suddenly changed, and a sharp murderous aura instantly condensed. The silver spear seemed to respond to his call, making a "whisper" sound, and was about to move in the light, like an unstoppable arrow on a string.

"No!" My voice was drowned in the "whisper" sound of the silver spear shot out in an instant.

With a muffled sound, the silver spear collided with the pattern and made a torn sound. Then the light between us suddenly lit up a thousand times, ten thousand times, as if it had exploded, making me close my eyes. When I felt that the change in the surrounding light was not so violent, I dared to raise my eyelids slightly. The darkness was gone, the light was gone, the surroundings were bright, empty, and there was no one else, just...

I felt something strange at first, but I still didn't have time to stop it. Nalan squatted on the ground, and at some point the silver spear returned to his hands to support his body. His expression was a little distorted and crying. I suddenly realized that he was injured!

"Naran!" I exclaimed and stepped forward to help him up.

But before I could touch him, he forced himself to stand up with his silver spear. He wiped off the blood beads hanging on the corner of his mouth and barely smiled at me.

"I'm fine."
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