Kill the heroine at the beginning, and the little apprentice sister will take away the luck

Chapter 466: Tablet

“I just came in to look for people and some memories.

Don't worry, Fairy Leng, I will never interfere with what you want to do. I just want to have a companion.

I have some health problems and am at the end of my strength. I will not pose any threat to you.

In this entire fairy world, only Fairy Leng can make me believe in her."

There seemed to be a deep meaning in Qin Sha's words, and he spoke to Leng Zhu in a half-truthful and half-false manner.

When Leng Zhuxin heard him say that he was at the end of his strength, he felt a little uncomfortable for some reason and frowned.

In the end, he trusted his intuition and took Qin Sha into the Fantasy Star Tower.

The Fantasy Star Tower was split in half from the top, but the bottom three floors were still intact.

The small mirror in his hand showed that Leng Zhuxin and Suo'er's positions overlapped.

Leng Zhuxin was standing on the first floor, and Changkonghao and Suoer should be on the second or third floor.

Scattered tablets can be seen everywhere on the first floor, with a thick layer of dust on them. Leng Zhuxin had not seen these the last time he came in.

It's as if it appeared suddenly.

Qin Sha glanced at the tablet and helped it up as he passed by.

Wipe it clean carefully with your sleeve.

While wiping, he said to Leng Zhuxin: "This place was originally the Fantasy Star Tower in the Heaven Beyond Heaven. Legend has it that the gods will turn into stars after death, and the only things left of them in this world are these tablets.

Everyone says that Gods are immortal, but how can there really be beings in this world who live as long as heaven and earth?

The gods survive only by relying on the offerings and faith of all living beings.

If no one in the world remembers him anymore, he will dissipate in time and become a star, along with these tablets that will cause grief among his fellow believers.

Each of these has been worshipped by all living beings.

But in the end, they can only be forgotten.

In this world, the only person who can remember each of them clearly doesn't know when he will be able to return to the heaven beyond the sky.

I am waiting for that person, hoping that he will not blame me after returning to the world."

Perhaps seeing these tablets made Qin Sha feel emotional. He wiped the tablets one by one, and the words he said seemed a bit incoherent.

Leng Zhuxin listened silently at the side and bent down to pick up the tablet on the ground.

After Qin Sha finished speaking, the three people on the first floor fell into silence again.

For a moment, the only sound was the rubbing of sleeves against the tablet.

Qin Sha picked up the fallen altar and suddenly changed his mind.

He looked at Leng Zhuxin with eyes filled with sadness and guilt, "Let me handle this. I want to talk to them."

Leng Zhuxin nodded and gently placed the tablet in her hand on the altar.

The four words "Zhengde Shenjun" written on it seemed to emit a little golden light when she turned around.

Watching Leng Zhuxin and Jiang Baimo disappear on the stairs.

Qin Sha picked up a broken table leg, hit the ground with it and hummed a song.

She sang louder and louder until tears streamed down her face, and she didn't stop until she had finished the entire song.

He took off the mask on his face, revealing his pale face.

Continue to put away the tablets.

He was talking while cleaning up, as if he was talking to the tablets.

"I'm back, and this time I won't leave again. From now on, I will be placed on this altar just like you."

……

Leng Zhuxin and Jiang Baimo went upstairs, and the second floor was eerily empty.

Light shone in from the cracks in the wall and sprinkled on the portraits hanging on the second floor.

All the portraits were damaged, except for the one that was protected in the center and hung highest, which did not even have a single scratch on its scroll.

The faces in the portraits were almost all unfamiliar, but Leng Zhuxin had a strange feeling, as if he knew the owners of these portraits.