Chapter 737 I hope to be buried in the cemetery

Chapter 737 I hope to be buried in the cemetery

The placement of the family members was entirely given to the music score. It was of little use during the battle and could only be responsible for the aftermath.

The little princess helped to calculate the accounts, and the result was that the forces behind Wan Yi could help pay for all the expenses of the group's hospice care, and all of these expenses were calculated on the chromatogram and the music score.

Chromatogram and Music Score This time, Wan Yi completely put aside all prejudices.

We are gratified that we have officially become part-time workers under Wan Yi.

Some people work overtime and travel as soon as the music is published, hoping to take advantage of their last moment to see the world ten thousand years from now. Although Wan Yi feels that they will probably be disappointed,

There are also some who lost interest just after learning about the new world through Wan Yi's channels, and either stayed on the Yijia ship or chose to settle in the newly reborn Rainbow Islands.

A few months didn't seem like a long time.

During this period of time, these Pus who came out of the gap in time closed their eyes one after another.

The chromatogram, led by the musical score, witnessed the ending of each following score as much as possible.

Some spectrums also like this person who is very similar to the person they hate most, but is really completely different.

Seriously speaking, the spectrum should be the smallest of all spectrums, because she is the last personality to split off.

She is the sister of all spectrums.

…

Xinpu also played a role, and soon after sold himself, Wan Yi and others helped to leave a cemetery on the Rainbow Islands, and the tombstones in it were left for all Pu.

This is not a small project, but Xinpu’s promise does have a certain value, so Wan Yi and others started to work after saying hello in the group.

This project started soon after the scores were brought back. Every day, several steles were erected, and those with corpses were buried. Those without were left to their own devices without forcing it.

The time of the last spectrum was much longer than that of the previous ones, and it disappeared half a year after leaving the time gap.

It's a spiritual spectrum.

Even though he has his own special features, but his strength is meager, it is unexpected that he can become the longest-lasting one among this batch.

But the little sheet still failed to overcome this hurdle.

During this time, she didn't have much idea about spiritual genealogy. She was playing with Brother Curse and she liked Da Kuzi very much. Kuzi was not very smart, but such a pure soul was rare. After all, it is a skeletal dragon that lives in a cursed environment and is reborn, so the spiritual spectrum is indeed strange to it.

All in all, I had a great time.

The tombstone of the spiritual chart is a little smaller than the others. It's not that I cut corners, I just want to enhance the memory. After all, there are so many charts, and Wan Yi likes such a simple and cute child.

When I made it bigger, it didn't feel like it matched the small bed sheet, so I made it smaller, and hung a white tattered bed sheet on it, blowing in the wind, and it felt like she still existed here again.

Under the setting sun, Wan Yi placed a bouquet of flowers in front of Ling Pu's tomb.

"People become ghosts after death, but I heard that ghosts have a stage after death. I forgot. It seemed to be a series of rare words. It seems that this concept is not popular in the broken world. My curse becomes pure after death. The free soul energy, you are too, if it’s gone, it’s gone.”

Wan Yixian was fine and said a few words casually: "Although you are incomplete from the beginning of your birth and are just a part of others, as personalities, you are complete and quite good."

As he was talking, footsteps came from the side.

This tomb is very remote. The number of people who come here can be counted on one hand.

Chromatogram walked slowly, also holding a flower in his hand. By coincidence, it was the same flower that Wan Yi was holding casually.

"I heard that Lingpu has also left." Xixi came to Wan Yi's side and said.

"Yeah." Wan Yi gestured to the tomb in front of him.

Putting the flowers and Wan Yi's together, Xi Qi stood up. After a moment of silence, he turned to look at Wan Yi who was looking around: "Did she say anything before she left?"

"She didn't say anything. She wanted to hide her situation, but I could see that the power of the soul was incomplete. I couldn't understand the concept of an independent soul of personality, and I didn't catch up. However, she was quite happy in the end. "Wan Yi weighed his toes and said.

Chromatography nodded slightly.

Then I looked back at this peaceful cemetery.

There is an unknown large cemetery on a hill on Island No. 1 of the Rainbow Islands. Although this cemetery can be seen from a distance, ordinary people do not know how to enter this cemetery. For them, it is like a mirage. Even if they have a clear goal, it is difficult to achieve it.

Like a mystery.

In fact, the cemetery itself does not match the style of Broken World.

To die in peace is a luxury here.

One or two graves are normal, but a unified cemetery has no value or significance.

It is puzzling that the Rainbow Islands behave like this, but for some reason, people still feel something inexplicable when looking at those tombs.

After that, as time went by, similar cemeteries were opened in various cities in the Rainbow Islands. Some were large or small. They were not necessarily useful, but they could always wait until someone was buried in them.

Maybe, I can still use it for myself in the future.

In a survey conducted by Rainbow News, residents were asked: What is your dream?

dream? It is also a word inappropriate for a broken world.

Work hard, collect fragments, improve qualitative change, master the field, master the realm, and become a god on earth?

The sameness is also inevitable, but it seems that this thing was specifically written about dreams, but it feels that it is really cheap and lacks a lot of meaning.

As a result, some residents jokingly or seriously wrote down their dreams:

Can be buried in a cemetery.

…

Back home, Wan Yi went to the theater.

Recently, everyone was here except Luo Xi and Liang Rendao, as well as Fu Kong, who was still recovering and in a coma.

They are all people who have taken some time off. The theater is like a chess and card room for the elderly, a space specially given to this group of elders to gather and play.

However, in the gap of time, when "Hongji" unlocked the new function of the theater, Wan Yi forced himself into the theater, but there was no one in the theater.

According to what people in the drama said, they were directly kicked off the production line.

This kind of theater change is also somewhat surprising.

But there is no direct impact, so it's not a big problem.

After greeting everyone, Wan Yi walked towards the desk where he wrote the script. There were two pens there, which looked very similar, except that the white pen left behind by the time score showed a hint of gray.

During this period of time, Wan Yi tried out the effectiveness of Shipu's pen.

After all, it looks so similar to the pen on the theater, so maybe there is some hidden meaning.

As a result, a problem was discovered.

This pen can be used with theater authority to modify the script.

Even for Wan Yi, the feel is much better than the pen that comes with the theater.

Is there such a good thing?

However, this time, Wan Yi didn't know whether he should absorb the pen as a leftover fragment.

The time spectrum is "all the self". Although Wan Yi has long been regarded as the traditional shadow of disaster, but emerged from the "all the self", some of the symbols are naturally similar.

After absorbing this pen, what will happen to me when I undergo another qualitative change?

"Woof!" Coffin's happy dog ​​barked suddenly from the side.

When Coffin was about to pounce on Wan Yi, Red rushed out, intercepted him halfway, and pushed Coffin to the ground.

"Yes...no..."

Before Coffin finished speaking, the dog's head was held by the Demon Lord.

Shang Yang looked on with a smile. Wan Yi turned around and saw this scene. He also smiled and shrugged relaxedly. He came to Ke Fen and rubbed his dog's head fiercely: "It's noisy, it's noisy again, right?"

"Woo." Coffin pretended to be pitiful, but at the same time he was excited about being rubbed.

After a while, Wan Yi let go of his hand, planning not to worry so much for the time being.

The battle with Shi Pu allowed him to fully understand his situation.

Once upon a time, he didn't even know what level of trouble he was. He only felt that he should always be in the first stage because of his clone.

The kind that has been practiced for 30,000 years.

But, he probably thought wrong.

His route should not be the first, second or third stage, but the fourth stage of disaster.

Rather, it is a special disaster shadow that is relatively weak at first. After continuously strengthening its symbol through clones, it completes its own path and becomes a brand new disaster.

He is a disaster now.

What he claimed to be when he was crazy was actually true.

So, these things are not the first thing to consider.

"Luo Xi said that we are almost ready to enter. Now we have enough power to intervene." Rhett said to Wan Yi seriously and confidently.

"That's it." Wan Yi nodded, thought for a moment, Luo Xi's side has been almost there recently, then stood up and said: "Then let's go there, I will go there again after a long time, the 'sea monster' boundary bring."