The twin shadows began to struggle, "and still Nian Nian."

"She's sick!"

The man held him down again, "If you need to treat the disease, you should treat it, we know."

"You don't have to worry about her end."

"We will free up our hands and will naturally bring her here."

Double shadows, no, it should be said that Yuan Xin is broken.

When the subject falls into a deep sleep, his soul will temporarily fall on the Double Shadow, and when the subject dies, it will completely move to the Double Shadow's body to take root, similar to the golden cicada's shell.

He was very uncomfortable and sat on the adult's broad shoulders, as if there were needles piercing him underneath, making him feel uncomfortable.

"What are you doing!" Unexpectedly, his butt was slapped hard.

Yuan Xinchu was anxious, but his shoulders were pressed down.

He looked down at his hands, unable to use either spiritual power or mental power.

Just as he was watching, he was weightless and swept away by someone, and in the blink of an eye he placed it on an empty grass.

His legs sank into the mud with a "bang". Yuan Xinsai subconsciously frowned and wanted to lift his foot away. Below was the soft fine sand and sticky mud.

There were also loaches creaking into the gap in his trouser legs.

Yuan Xinsai was unacceptable to dodging left and right, and his clean face made the people around him laugh continuously, especially when he was busy avoiding him, because his body was too small and he suddenly threw himself forward and fell to the sky. The laughter was very deafening.

"Come on, build something out."

A man squatted down in front of him, his bearded look was pierced. He looked at Yuan Xinsao with big eyes and smiled and bent, "This disease is stubborn and cannot be cured easily, so it cannot be cured in vain. Although what I said before was to tease you, the test is not to tease you."

When Yuan Xinsui heard this, his expression became much more serious. His serious and mature expression fell on the small face, giving him a sense of separation.

But the man raised his hand and pointed at the pool of mud and sand, "Just like this and build a house."

There were houses after house in front of him.

Among them, the one that landed in the front was a huge library.

That's it?

Pile sand?

Yuan Xinsui looked at the circle of people vigilantly.

These people are obsessions left by the Xian tribe, but their obsessions actually make him pile up sand?

"What are you doing when you stand?" A small hand pushed Yuan Xin's broken shoulder, "It's piled up."

All the adults disappeared.

Only a row of half-grown children were left. They skillfully began to roll up their trouser legs and sleeves, "Play them before the sun sets, otherwise they won't be able to catch up with supper!"

Yuan Xincai looked left and right but couldn't see those obsessed figures, only a group of children were left.

These kids are obviously not real either.

But he had no other way. Yin Nian must be trapped, and he couldn't use all his spiritual power and mental power.

Yuan Xin's broken hands were sinking into the mud and sand, but he found that the mud and sand were hot in the sun, and it was not ice-cold hands.

He was worried about Yin Nian. When he came to his senses amid the ridicule of the children around him, he realized that the Sand Library under his command was simply a mess.

"He won't pile up sand."

"If you can't pile up sand, you won't get a reward."

He was surrounded by a group of children of the same height, frowning and commenting on the guidance like a young man, "The mud is too soft, so it cannot stand up like this."

Yuan Xinli was taught step by step how to use the best sand to build the strongest fortress.

He was originally calling out the wind and rain outside, but was sweating profusely by a handful of sand here.

The sand that should be solidified always spreads in his palms. The more anxious he is, the harder he is, the harder he will do.

"You do it slowly."

The child next to him looked at him with his face, "The sun has not yet set."

Yuan Xinsai looked up and looked at it. It was obvious that a long time had passed, but the sun did not move at all.

But the children didn't find it strange.

"Don't you make sand?" The children patted his shoulders and comforted him. "We will take you together every day and we will create the most beautiful sand house in the world."

The sun still hangs in the sky.

However, their faces did not turn red because of the scorching sun.

This sun.

This sand.

And these kids.

They are all frozen. They do not really exist. They have died in the cruel war. The souls are resting here and become the unsettling sun.

Yuan Xinzai stared at the children who were having fun for a long time.

But in these long years.

Have you really got rest?

Suddenly his wrist was caught.

Someone leaned over and cheered with a smile: "You have succeeded!"

Yuan Xinzai lowered his head.

The hands were pinched and there was no loose sand.

Yes, he succeeded.

Yuan Xin lowered his head and made the solidified sand into a door.

The children around them clapped excitedly and began to praise them endlessly, "You are so smart. The children of our Xian tribe are the smartest."

"This door is very square! There is no better door than it."

"We can add a few more towers next time!"

"We can give you the opportunity to build the Zuo Tower, and you must know that this job was done by the best people who built it."

Yuan Xinli looked at the pile of sand on the ground and looked up again. The surroundings were quiet. The scenery had completely changed. The pile of sand was gone, and the sun and the children were gone.

He entered a room, and countless steamers were already on the rack, emitting boiling heat.

In an instant, his forehead was filled with sweat, and this confined space subconsciously made Yuan Xinsai nervous.

Until a chuckle came from behind.

Yuan Xincai suddenly turned his head and saw a group of women holding one large wooden basins after another and smiling, "What are you doing when you are standing there? Come and help. Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, those who don't help don't have rice dumplings to eat!"

In the wooden basin were glutinous rice that was round and plump like little pearls.

There are also clean washed rice dumpling leaves and tie ropes.

Yuan Xinrui hurriedly said: "I'm stupid, I've already..."

Before he finished speaking, a fat aunt pressed her neck and pressed her onto a small stool suitable for him. "What's the hurry? Someone will go and check whether you're good at it, but it doesn't mean that there is only one test."

"Come on, we can't cure such a difficult disease if it is not well-written. There will be rewards if it is well-written."

Yuan Xinsui was anxious, but looking at the kind but unquestionable expressions of these people, he frowned and picked up the glutinous rice.

OK.

Although piled up sand is not his strength.

But he still has some confidence in cooking.

I just don’t know why it’s sand and rice dumplings.

He also knows nothing about how he passed the assessment.

And now outside, on the empty sand.

A figure was pushed and shoved.

There was obviously no one around.

But Yin Nian just staggered.

"Oh, don't push me, I know, go forward, push me again, I will hit you! If you have the ability, come out and fight with us one-on-one!"

While Yin Nian was pushed forward, she kept waving with a dragon sword backwards, but she couldn't catch the people who pushed her.

Until at some point, the hands that were pushing her forward suddenly stopped pushing again.

Yin Niancai barely stood firm.

Looking down, I found that it was a house filled with sand.

Yin Nian squatted down and stared at the sand house for a long time. The atmosphere around him seemed to become tense invisibly.

After a while, Yin Nian curled her lips, "Hey!! So ugly!"

Bang!

She was pushed into the sand by an invisible hand that suddenly exerted a lot of force.

grass!
Chapter completed!