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"If someone is like a mountain, she is led by a prickly pear. It is both contemplative and laughable, Zimuyuxi is good and slim..."

As I was thinking about it, the worms around slowly dissipated, and instead, there were gurgling chewing and rubbing sounds, accompanied by Ruoyoruowu singing, like a confused ghost mirage.

What is flashing between the pines and cypresses standing tall in the black shadow?

Weird in shape, is it a mandrill?

Fast as a bit, is it a ghost?

Sun Lichai began to escape.

But the surrounding changes became more and more dense, until she slammed her head on a hard body, and then knocked the opponent to the ground.

"Squeak!" The other party yelled a few times. Sun Lichai looked through the moonlight and saw that there was a big cricket on the ground, but the cricket looked like a human, with hands and feet, a round body, and a pair of insects. His eyes looked around blankly, and his mouth kept squeaking.

The little girl looked around, and she didn't know when she came to the pile of weaving. These huge and anthropomorphic insects were jumping and fighting among the grass and branches.

They are similar to Sun Lichai's body shape, and the larger ones are even one or two heads taller than her.The little one is less than her waist.

For some reason, this group of weaving agents turned out to be like this. Although they look big, they still seem to be stupid. They have human form but are not human. They are dumbfounded, pure and natural.

Is it a monster?

Sun Lichai tried to pick up the Zhizhi that she knocked down, but it jumped away in a panic.

Seeing that it was intact, the little girl no longer paid attention to it, but turned her gaze to this group of monsters and insects. Their insect traits were watered down, and they were not scary to look at, but rather cute.

After observing for a while, Sun Lichai discovered a lot of precious weaving, and the rare captains can be seen everywhere, and there are more guards everywhere.They shouted loudly, and there seemed to be a faint color light all over their bodies.

Sun Lichai rushed to catch up with the bright, brightly colored knitting, but the more beautiful the knitting, the faster she ran, and she often left before she got closer.

She sent her life to chase, and since she had promised to catch the best-looking autumn insect, she would never give up.

More and more away from the crowd.

The surroundings are getting darker.

Those beautiful insects swept across the sky like shooting stars, disappearing, no longer chasing.

After all, Sun Lichai had no physical strength to move.

At this moment, a blazing red light suddenly flickered in the bushes in front of her, so she rallied all her strength to pounce, the light dissipated, and an ugly knit was pressed on the ground by her.

Sun Lichai was disappointed.

This bug is so ugly!

Short stature, with crooked mouth and slanted eyes, withered limbs, thin belly, dull body, dull color, rough wings, dry and dumb cry.

As a cricket, it can't be inferior, it can't fail any more!

Sun Lichai sat up, looked at it without any injuries, waved it away, and planned to rest on the spot for a while.

Then she saw the insect's eyes.

Clean and stubborn, like a burning bonfire, warm and public.

There is such a thrilling soul under the ugly skin!

It lay on the ground, its body swelled up, and its voice was dry and dumb, but no insect dared to respond.

"This worm is all defeated, and there is nothing really absurd. It is so ugly and lightly abandoned, and all defeats are the insect king."

Insects, the king of weaving, eight defeats!

Chapter 93—Buddha, Flower, Life

Eight defeated insect king stood up, its shoulders were surrounded by sparse flowing clouds, backed by a bright moon, and shadows enveloped the mountain peaks. Its posture was ancient and clumsy, like a wild idol.

Sun Lichai stood up, and a stone carved staircase appeared in the void. She forgot to be tired, and walked up step by step, getting closer to the tall insect king.

Until she looked at it.

In the unwavering eyes of the eight defeated pair, there seemed to be strong emotions pouring out, as easily as the words on a scroll.

It is joy, closeness, and unspoken tacit understanding. There is a certain fate between children and the organization, which closely connects their future.

Eight defeats raised his hand, the huge arms rolled with the gust of wind, but when they reached Sun Lichai, they became gentle and gentle. The four-fingered palms supported the girl and placed it on top of the head.

Sun Lichai looked up at the sky at the same time as the eight defeats, and there was a pure land on the moon, so the insect king stepped up and rushed into the sky.

The Pure Land on the Moon was peaceful and peaceful, with only large tracts of faint blue night flowers blooming, and the eight defeats stepped into it, and her body involuntarily shrank. Sun Lichai stood unstable, fell down, and fell into the flower bushes, but was supported by seemingly delicate petals. There was no injury.

The soil is golden sand and colored glaze powder, glowing with a yellow light, strong and soft when stepped on.

Sun Lichai and Ba Bai walked among the flowers.

I don't know how long they walked, how far they went, they all scattered in this beautiful sea of ​​flowers.

Sun Lichai looked around and didn't have a clue. There was a scream of insects in front of him, but the eight defeats were calling her.

The crow of insects was louder, and then anxious. Sun Lichai hurriedly stepped up because of some danger.

Tanhua is a tall person. She can't see things when she walks through it. The fragrance of flowers is confused with smell, and the colors are confused. If it is not for the guidance of insects, she would never find her direction.

Seemingly endless flowers.

There is a limit.

At a certain moment, Sun Lichai rushed out of the sea of ​​flowers.

In a clearing among the clumps, Ba Bai stood in front of a statue and waved to her.

The girl slowed down, came to the statue, patted the insect on the head, "Don't run around."

The insect king squeaked a few times, and didn't know if he agreed, then he pointed at the statue behind him and motioned to Sun Lichai to look.

This is a Buddha statue.

Buddha statue of Luyuan Bodhisattva.

The girl was taken aback.

The rough shape of the stone sculpture has a distinct essence. Whether it is the lotus flower under the seat, the hand-printing, or the pair of antlers, they are all approximate outlines, but they are very vivid and appropriate. The entire statue is very primitive and simple. Under the circumstances, it still conveys a calm and tranquil temperament.

Sun Lichai gently stroked the face of the statue, and a warm force was transmitted to her.

Under this gentle comfort, she slowly felt an incomparable sleepiness surge, and she slept in front of the rosette without knowing it.