Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

The hall was very dark. The fire starter on the child had been soaked with water and could not be used, but the one on Waiya was still fine.

In the dim light of the fire, they saw a large copper rack with many candles on it. Waiya used a tinder to light one of them.

The two children looked at it together.

They thought the river god was sick.

This shelf is also related to the dragon. It has a dragon head and a human body. It stands at the door, holding a row of candles and wearing clothes like a human. Although it is already torn, you can still see from the cloth that these clothes are still made of very good materials even now.

The same goes for the other side.

There is a large chair in the middle of the palace, and two bronze statues with dragon heads and human bodies are kneeling beside it. They are holding up trays with things on them.

There were two people standing behind, fanning themselves.

It can be said that in the first floor of the palace, any place where anything or anyone might be needed was represented by a copper frame with a dragon head and a human body.

If you look closely, you can see that each dragon is slightly different.

Not only were they wearing men's and women's clothes, their expressions were also different. Some were smiling, some had stern faces, some had sticking out beards, and some only had one corner... Oh, and another one was on the ground.

The child tried to put it back in, but couldn't, so she put it in her arms. It can also be considered a thing.

After the two children lit all the candles, the hall became as bright as day. They ran to the big chair on the high place and sat down in unison.

Child: "I feel like I'm the emperor."

Waiya: "I feel like I'm the Queen Mother."

"You are quite shameless." The child glared at her dissatisfiedly.

The kneeling bronze statue was within reach, and on the tray appeared to be wine, snacks, and meat.

That's what they guessed. Anyway, three of them were black and only their shapes were left. The pot was also empty because the wine had evaporated long ago.

They all felt it was a bit dirty and had nothing to put in it. After thinking about it, Waiya took out the Yinghua Axe from the Qiankun bag, and then put the empty plate and wine jug into it.

The child also found two wine glasses on the ground.

Including the copper coin, they found exactly seven things.

This way, you can go back and report back.

After all, Jin Tong and the others’ purpose was not to kill them.

If there really is some deadly danger in the Dragon Palace, sending these old and young people out would be a suicide mission. What's the point of all their hard work?

It's just a matter of trying your best. If there is no gain, just treat it as a game.

If the children go back like this, they can accept it.

But...Dragon Palace, isn't it a pity to come here, sit for a while and then leave?

This is the enemy’s lair. I’d really rather not take a good look around.

Child: "Let's send the things out first, and then come back to check."

Waiya: "You're stupid! Once we take the things out, Chang Xiaoyu won't wait for us to finish our rounds. He'll definitely jump up there. How are we going to get back then?"

Child: "Yeah, let's hurry up."

They are not good kids, so of course they do what they want to do first.

Waiya put the Qiankun bag in her arms, and the child and she carried the axe and went upstairs together.

It’s not that Waiya couldn’t lift it, it was just very difficult. When she recalled the effortless blow that day, it seemed like a dream.

The two children climbed up with a whooshing sound.

The candlelight in the hall was blown by an inexplicable wind.

The heavy door closed silently.

……

The four people with golden eyes who were watching all this were almost crying with joy.

Very good!

These silly kids fell into the trap!

"I'm really afraid that they will just go back like this."

"Who isn't?"

"This time those little brats will finally learn their lesson."

Jin Tong made no comment and silently drank the vegetable porridge cooked by Old Man Li, his eyes fixed on a sight that was as big as his head.

Unlike the small audio-visual devices, it is transparent and has no pole. It is like a faceless crystal head, heavy and solid. It can project everything the small audio-visual devices see and hear into the air. This is the difference between [Audio-visual·Mother] and [Audio-visual·Child].

The wandering children were blown away by the wind, leaving their mother, who was unable to move, alone at the place where she was, not knowing when they would meet again. But it didn't matter, because [Audio-Visual Mother] knew everything about the children, as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

When you think of them, you can immediately see what they are doing.

It's also very easy to use. Just slap it and it will put something out to distract you, then take the opportunity to roll away.

So no matter how wonderful the picture is, don't get too addicted to it, otherwise you will lose your vision and hearing.

Some monks suspected that the Visionary did not care about its own children, it just liked to watch the fun. After all, plants and trees have no feelings, and it has not become a spirit, so how could it have any feelings? The so-called this and that are all nonsense of pretentious people.

Upon hearing this, some monks who loved plants and believed that all things had spirits sent warm greetings. One of them said, "Bullshit."

Others said: "Your mother doesn't love you, your father doesn't love you, no one loves you, you don't understand love, so get out of here."

Or: "What kind of mouth can say such words? Come to Baicaomen for a visit. I am a kind-hearted doctor. I have the best mute medicine here."

So far, there is still no consensus among people, but this does not prevent everyone from using audio-visual from time to time.

Back to the topic, the little speakers on the two children's heads were watching the fun as faithfully as their mother.

There seemed to be no energy below, so the two children climbed all the way up to the top.

The moment they stepped onto the stairs, they vaguely heard something.

It was like heavy breathing, but it was gone in an instant.

They climbed up quickly from below carrying such heavy things, also breathing heavily. Maybe they heard it wrong, or maybe it was each other.

Waiya blew out the fire stick and lit the candle again.

The child sat down on the ground and rested for a while.

The top floor is very different, with wide, unobstructed doors on both sides, connecting corridors, and leading to pavilions and towers.

There is a bed in the middle, a very ordinary bed, as well as a wardrobe and a dressing table.

This is also the only place in the palace without bronze statues, and the candles are just placed on ordinary candlesticks.

The child curiously picked up the dusty porcelain box on the dressing table. The red contents inside were cosmetics. "Does a dragon need to dress up too?"

She thought of the bronze statue with a dragon head and a human body below. Waiya also thought of it and said with a grin:

"That's unnecessary. With a head like that, where should I put the powder?"

"Who says it isn't?" The child thought as she threw things into her Qiankun bag: bottles and jars, hairpins and bracelets, wooden combs and silk flowers. She wanted everything she could see.

Waiya kept yelling, "Come and see."

The child was wiping the bronze mirror, without even turning his head, and said, "Here I come."

The heavy breathing came again, right next to her ear.

The child turned around and saw Waiya, breathing heavily and staring at her, asking, "Where have you been?"

Child: “Heart?”

Waiya: "Don't talk about things you don't have, come and see!"

"Here I come..." The child stopped wiping the bronze mirror, threw the entire dressing box into the Qiankun bag, and ran away with Waiya.

Waiya saw many paintings in the corridor.

This is a corridor built against the stone wall, half of it is wood and the other half is polished stone. The painting she was talking about is on it.

The colors are mainly black and red, and the paintings are... just like that, they think they can do it.

If you draw for others to see, then you are definitely not successful.

Waiya couldn't understand it at all.

A child can't do it either, but she can guess.

"A long time ago, there were two dragons. Sometimes they flew in the clouds, sometimes they swam in the water. One day they saw a group of people kneeling on the ground..."