第一百二十一章 (第5/5页)

things，it‘sapitythatIdidn‘tunderstand.

    Isuddenlyhadadecision，ifreallytolonglivehere，IwanttosetupaConfuciusinstitutehere，teachfoxfamilyoftheChinese，asChina‘sfox，alsowanttospeakmandarin，thecultureoftheminoritiesistoretain，butforthesakeofthedevelopmentofdiversifiedandmandarinmustbepopular.

    I‘mwondering，suddenlyaslipbodywillfallbackdownthestairsandwaistatightatthismoment，afurrytailaroundthewaist，alsoletItorestorethebalanceintime.

    Stairisverylong，thelightisdark，qingqingcallpeoplelitthetorchonthewall，qingqingbacktail，myinthemindwithastrange，justthefeelingofthetaillikeahug.

    Finallyarrivedaplatform，agiantstoneblockinfrontof，inthelightofthesun，Iseeinshimencarvedwithcomplicatedtotem，oneonthetopofthefirstfoxfox，therearealotoftailbehindher，therewasamonkinfrontofher，carryingawoodenrodsatonabigstone.

    Andthemonkbutlookedatherseverely，andletpeopleshakingtheirbelow，themonksittingbelowthemouthofthewell，thewholepictureisahugestorm，intheeyeofthestormfaintandamountain...

    Whyistheremountaininthestorm

    Isuddenlyrecognized，themonkisBuddhaissouth

    Dooristoobig，thestormonthefigureisveryshocked，thisispreciselywhere

    Thenqingqingwithtorchlitthegatenexttothebrazier，twoflamesburning，alsosomeblacksmokefromsomeofthechoking，Isaw，intheupperpartofeachbraziereachhaveahoop，qingqingandtwistwithanoldmaninthefamilyofthetwohoop，hitched，besidethebraziergateappearsonthetworoundholes.

    Insidewithfaintguanghuaflashing，qingqingcamealong，andheldouthishandtome，Ididn‘talsoreachedhishandtoher，shehasclaspedmywalkinoneoftheroundhole，Isawtherewasahugepearl，buttheinsidelikeamassofwhitemist，constantchange.

    Ionthebeadsgivebirthtoafriendlyfeeling，asif...

    Yes，that‘sthesoul.

    Nowqingqingletgoofmyhandtotheothersideofthebrazier，andheldouthishandandtouchedtheotherbeads，whenmyhandmetthebeads，thebrainandinthesightofapieceofwhitelight，thewhitelightissostrong，Ialmostcan‘tlookstraight，butseemedtobeabletofeelthewhitelightseemstohavetheirownfamiliarandimportantcontents，subconsciouslywanttoexplore.

    Atthatmoment，ahugenoiserumble，mixedwithdust，inthebluefoxgensofscreaming，shekmunwasopened.

    Alargeairflowoutfromthedoor，blowalmostunstable，inadditiontothedooroftwobrazier，othershandtorcheswereblownoutatthemoment，Iseelightthroughthebrazier，thereisahugestatue，thestatueisthedoorthatpersonfirstfoxfox.

    Lookatthemomentsheislowheadtotheground，inthelightofthemap，thestatueofthewhitefaceseemedtocomealive，andhereyeswerestaringattheground，themouthlargedeepwell...

    Allthistoo，andsonottrue，Istandatthegateofthegreatcrossalllookedatthedoor，suddenlyhaveafeelingofdejavu，likegotowhichplaceinreality，obviouslyisthefirsttimetocome，butIfeltsofamiliar，asifhavebeentohere，atthemomentthestoneWellsandthestatuetoIthiskindoffeeling.

    Icarefullylookatthestonehead，thepersonwasstunned......