Vol 3 Chapter 142: I am here

When Yi Longlong floated into the air, the teachers and students of the school were watching her. "Extracurricular books? W? Www. ΔKeWaiShu. OR? G
The legend about the stele has been circulating since the establishment of the Canaan Academy. It is widely believed that the quirky words left by the Canaan principal on the stele are a unique mantra, maybe even some ancient forbidden spell, hundreds of Over the years, countless magicians have studied the stone monument with scholars, and three simple poems have been regarded as profound problems. Even for the arc of each stroke, someone can make a dissertation.
But no matter how tossing, the dark blue stone stele carries these three texts, which are nearly 700 years old. After all, no one dares to swear by his belief that he can really understand.
Gradually, the stele became a fixed and unsolved mystery, but today, suddenly, the senior management of the academy collectively announced that a person who could solve the mystery appeared, and this person was a little girl under eight years old.
The whole school is filled with different emotional feelings. Some people feel unbelievable. It is suspected that the senior management of the school has participated in the shady deal. Others feel that Yi Longlong simply did not know the fourth sentence, but just fabricated a lie to deceive. Everyone, wait to see if she is exposed; or some people envy Yi Longlong's good fortune and the huge wealth that will soon be gained; more stakeholders have begun to consider that after Yi Longlong acquires that 30% of the academy shares Changes in the power structure; there are also simple puzzles that have puzzled everyone for seven hundred years. What is the answer ...
The moment before the answer was revealed was the quietest. When Yi Longlong floated in the air, holding a huge writing brush, and lightly underlined the first stroke of the book, almost everyone couldn't help holding his breath, no matter what his thoughts were.
Yi Longlong's mind has sunk into another world. And what everyone saw was her huge pen in her hand, writing with strokes that were extremely slow but smooth.
Each stroke was very slow and took a few minutes to complete. At first, some people felt impatient and could not help clamoring loudly, but their voices did not reach Yi Longlong's ears. What they harvested was just the principal's warning. Eyes. \\\\ and suppression of protests.
Gradually, a change took place.
With the stele as the center, a wonderful atmosphere spread to the surroundings. It was not noticeable at first, but it seemed to be suddenly enveloped by a slightly depressed atmosphere, letting the square go silent.
Next, the long rhythm sounded slowly from nothing, from far to near. This is not the sound you hear with your ears. But directly to the bottom of my heart.
So sad, so lonely, so so helpless.
As if it was a grand magic, but no one in the field felt the magic wave.
People who had been watching Yi Longlong had been watching. At this time, there were other reactions: Someone recalled the earnest cries of their parents before going to school, some people missed the warm soup of his wife, some people suddenly wanted to go home and take a look at the small tree that grew up with themselves, or somebody else , Has returned to his hometown after many years of absence. Teachers and students of Canaan School. Most came from various places on the mainland. They came here with great confidence and ambition, and determined to achieve something, but no matter how indulged in study and work, there is always a place deep inside. Lingering thoughts.
The touch and temperature of the palms of loved ones and friends, smiling and sad faces, are familiar in the home. Usual objects, mountains, trees, running water, bridges, wind blowing in the air. Faded the old shell. Freshly blooming again.
Looking down at my hometown.
Yes, thinking about my hometown.
Hometown is a place to miss. The place I miss, or the person.
No language is needed to convey the emotions of the human heart and thoughts, whether they are in the previous life or in another world.
Whether it is a profound mage, a brave warrior, a pious priest, a crafty politician, a rigorous scholar, or a cold-blooded killer, everyone has a soft and fragile place in his heart. One is born with a steel heart.
The sunset is dim, and the night is coming,
With one stroke after another, the atmosphere of sorrow became stronger and stronger. Although some people felt vaguely wrong, a little suspicion was soon covered by more intense emotions. I don't know who opened the ground and the low cry came from the crowd. , As if a chain reaction occurred, all affect the emotions of the people around.
Someone cried whispered, somebody wept silently, or their eyes were moistly moistened, and the gloomy sorrow.
The blue knight crouched down, and firmly pressed the ground with one hand: "Teacher."
The sleeping knight's head was buried on the shoulder of the person next to him, as if he was asleep, but there was a slight wet mark in the corner of his eye.
Terrence turned his head, looking in the direction of his abandoned hometown, and decided to ask his wife to make hometown dishes once he returned today.
Jade closed her eyes and murmured, "Seven hundred years, I do n’t know if the blue flowers in Moonlight Canyon are still in full bloom when I go back?"
With the last drop, the stone absorbs the moonlight, misses the flowers, and blooms leisurely.
At this time, almost no one paid attention to Yi Longlong who was still in the air, and even Yi Longlong himself had forgotten his original intention today and his current situation.
His whole body was soaked in the emotions left over 700 years ago. Yi Longlong suddenly understood Canaan suddenly. The most painful thing was not to leave relatives and friends, nor to lose his comfortable and convenient city life, but in this world, he No sense of belonging at all.
He looked for decades.
Although reluctant, but in this position, she directly withstood the impact of Canaan's emotions, and the whole person was washed over and over again by the desperate tide. She knew that if she went on like this, she would die, but she couldn't get rid of it.
She comes from the same place as Canaan. She is emotionally closest to Canaan, so she has the strongest impact. If someone just walks slowly through the stream of miss, she is struggling in the stormy waves of nostalgia. .
Only one person is unaffected.
Everyone was in nostalgia, half of them wept low, and some even cried loudly. However, on the edge of the crowd, the dark-haired beautiful boy was unconscious, and his calm and clear appearance stood out among the sad crowd.
What is missing?
For Lin Qi, miss is just Yi Longlong. Now Yi Longlong is in front of his eyes. He doesn't need to miss, just stare.
What is your hometown?
Teenagers cannot understand ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Walking, sleeping, and accompanying Yi Longlong, this world is the same in every corner.
From the tower to the forest, from the town to the lake, from this city to the mountains, or to another city, it doesn't matter who or where it is, as long as it is easy to dragon.
A very simple and pure concept, clearly lingering in the juvenile's cognition, without hesitation or doubt.
Seeing Yi Longlong's face full of tears, Lin Qi frowned slightly. He thought about it, the dark hair fluttered slightly, his slender body flew up as if given an invisible wings, and flew behind Yi Longlong, and then He held out his hands and hugged the crying shivering girl from behind.
"Don't cry, don't be afraid, I'm here." Lin Qi whispered against Yi Longlong's ear.
Hugs are really magical, and their voices are magical. The stormy waves dissipated and turned into a warmth. The body was embraced by powerful arms, with a warm chest behind him.
Yi Longlong suddenly had an illusion, as if this was her hometown. This book is collected and organized by (). For more beautiful books, please visit