Sequence: Waking up in the secret room and letting me play the fortune teller

In the Black Mountain mine in Dancheng, the people who stayed behind were eagerly awaiting everyone's return, and the streets were deserted.

Some brave people approached the area south of the central area of ​​Egg City and witnessed with their own eyes the strange vision in the sky, the fire and thunder, and the grand spectacle of thousands of swords flying in the air.

Two flares exploded in the sky, and the onlookers knew that they had won!

So now everyone is waiting here, ready to welcome the warriors' triumphant return.

Soon, Shuguang, Qin Yangming, Luo, Xi and others returned together, and the injured supported each other.

"Welcome to the Triumph!"

People who had already prepared for the welcoming ceremony couldn't wait to start cheering.

Everyone who returned had a look of surprise on their faces, as they didn't expect that they would greet them.

However, these people who returned with more or less injuries could not smile at all and were unable to blend into the cheerful atmosphere.

Because some of them died in battle, and they died beside them.

But Shuguang quickly realized that as a leader, he could not disappoint these people.

He raised Qin Yangming's arm high, his face filled with joy after victory, and said excitedly:

"We won!"

"Ming's poison has been resolved!"

"Both the Southern Servant and the Northern Servant were beautifully killed by us!"

Suddenly, there was a thunderous cheer.

They have been suppressed for too long and need such a hearty victory to boost their numb spirits.

Shuguang smiled brightly and whispered to Qin Yangming beside him:

"Ming, smile."

“Let them see you smile.”

“This way they’ll have some peace of mind.”

Qin Yangming's eyes were like the first snow in front of the window, quiet and calm, and the corners of his mouth pulled into a standard smile.

When those people saw the legendary Mr. Juan standing next to their leader, they also laughed and cheered even more loudly. They surrounded Qin Yangming and Shuguang and walked into the banquet they had prepared.

The banquet dishes were simple and the ingredients were not precious, but the portions were large, and everyone's faces were flushed as they drank.

Qin Yangming sat next to Shuguang and chatted for a while, then returned to his quiet room on the pretext that he needed to recuperate after just experiencing a battle.

He lifted the door curtain and found that a kerosene lamp had already been lit in the room and there was a person sitting on the bed.

Next to the kerosene lamp was a thick stack of yellow talisman paper and cinnabar that had just been bought. The inkstone was filled with newly ground ink, and many brushes were also bought for backup.

On the table, a piece of yellow rice paper was held down by a wooden paperweight, on which some calligraphy was written crookedly with a brush.

Qin Yangming took a closer look and found that it was written:

There was bright moonlight in front of the bed, which was probably due to frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.

Qin Yangming looked at the calligraphy that had no rules at all and said with a smile:

"Lin Ruge, your handwriting is so ugly."

Lin Ruge, who had been sitting on the bed waiting for Qin Yangming to come back, blushed and then spat, saying:

"Bah, I prepared everything for you out of kindness!"

"I'll take away everything I bought right now!"

Having said that, Lin Ruge stood up angrily and was about to take away all the items on the table.

Qin Yangming quickly stopped him and bowed, saying:

"I apologize to Miss Ruge. I apologize!"

Lin Ruge finally gave up and sat back on the bed. She raised a black cloak, pointed it at Qin Yangming and said:

"Yeah! It fits! It's my taste!"

Qin Yangming knew that this was bought for him.

Lin Ruge folded the cloak and placed it on the bedside of Qin Yangming. She gave Qin Yangming a cold look and said unhappily:

"Remember to change when the time comes. The clothes you just bought are getting tattered again!"

Qin Yangming scratched his head, not knowing what to say for a moment.

His eyes fell on the poem on the table and asked:

"What made you think of writing this poem?"

Lin Ruge said sadly:

"Ah, I haven't seen the real moonlight since I woke up. I can't help but want to see the moonlight."

"Then my mind started to recall what moonlight looked like. I've seen it so many times before, but now I can't remember it."

"Then, I thought of home..."

"I just wish I could go home one day and not live in fear every day..."

The more Lin Ruge spoke, the redder her eyes became.

Qin Yangming was silent. Return home? Can they still return home?

Ten thousand years have passed, and the world has changed dramatically. Even if one day they really leave here, will the outside world still be the world they are familiar with?

However, Lin Ruge quickly cheered up and stopped thinking about these sentimental things. She asked Qin Yangming:

"How's it going? Is it going well?"

"I see the celebration outside is very lively..."

Qin Yangming smiled and lowered his head and said:

"It went pretty well."

"Ok?"

Lin Ruge stood under the tip of Qin Yangming's nose, raised her head and looked up into Qin Yangming's eyes.

After staring for a long time, she questioned:

"No, something must have happened."

"Say!"

Qin Yangming murmured:

"Lao Hei died, he died trying to save me."

After saying this, both of them fell silent and the room fell into silence.

After a long time, Lin Ruge stood on tiptoe, hugged Qin Yangming's head to her chest, and gently stroked his hair.

Qin Yangming was somewhat overwhelmed by this sudden tenderness, and the suppressed sadness in his heart instantly burst out.

Two lines of tears flowed from Qin Yangming's eyes, wetting Lin Ruge's clothes.

"Give me that handkerchief."

Lin Ruge said softly.

Qin Yangming took out the handkerchief from the storage space of Jingjian and handed it to Qin Yangming.

After Lin Ruge took it, she said:

"I really don't know where you get them from every time, and you keep them so well."

She wiped the tears from Qin Yangming's face with a handkerchief.

"Hey? Do you have a storage ring or something like those novels I read?"

In order to divert Qin Yangming's attention, she said.

At this moment, a shout from outside the door broke the beauty in the house.

"benefactor!"

Hong stood outside the door, panting.

Qin Yangming and Lin Ruge quickly let go.

Qin Yangming saw Hong standing at the door and knelt down in front of him, saying with tears in his eyes:

"Thank you for avenging my grandma."

Qin Yangming smiled bitterly, walked forward and helped Hong up.

With tears in her eyes, Hong said to Qin Yangming:

"I heard that the black uncle..."

She felt very guilty and thought that her death was caused by her tattoo.

Qin Yangming comforted:

"It's okay, it has nothing to do with you..."

Hong buried her face deeply in her hair, and big tears fell one by one.

Silent all night.

Qin Yangming rested for a night and then began to draw talismans in the house with full concentration, regardless of the hard work.

He even painted with his own heart blood many times, so that his face became very pale.

Outside Qin Yangming's house, Shihua's crazy shouting was heard.

"Fake, it's all fake!"

"Hahaha, you are all fake, he is the only one who is real!"

"Hahahahaha! Why do I need to know all this!?"

"What is the meaning of my existence?!!"

People here say that her mental state is becoming more and more deranged.

Qin Yangming glanced outside. He remembered that the sequence ladder for poetry and painting to advance to was clearly [Genius].

But why did she become so stupid?