Chapter 3816

Collect it?

What is the collection for?

Ning Shu asked, "do you want to collect him?"

It's the ashes of a mouse.

Fatian's expression was a little indescribable, looking at Ning Shu: "why don't you say I want to scatter his ashes to the stars sea?"

Rather Shu Leng for a while, the voice is inexplicable, "how could you be so romantic?"

Anyway, there is only one expression pack in Ning Shu's mind, which is "your ashes".

Batian:

Batian took out a bottle from meson space and began to collect this kind of scattered powder. He did not touch it with his hands, but directly with the bottle mouth.

Once the powder is touched, it becomes dim and annihilated.

Batian just collected a layer of light at the bottom of the bottle. The weak light of the powder gathered together and gave off a faint luster.

It can also be used as illumination.

Ning Shu also began to collect them. He connected them with bottles and asked, "what are you doing to collect them? Can the little mouse survive?"

Fatian: "he's not made of mud. He can survive by pinching it together again."

Ning Shu was a little confused. "What do you collect these for?"

Looking at the powder in the bottle, it's the body of the mouse.

Where has Li Wen gone now?

Ning Shu thinks a little, can imagine Li wentou also not to return, cool ground left.

The real man never looked back at the explosion, and when the little mouse was pinched and exploded, it was like a crackling firecracker.

In this way of death, the little mouse can be said to die in a gorgeous way.

"Then it's used to light up the sand. Don't you think it's very beautiful?" he said

Ning Shu:

Sorry, not at all!

I don't think the body looks good.

When alive, little mice are not so beautiful. When they die, they can become beautiful.

Ning Shu holds out his hand and holds the bottle to the glowing dust.

One by one, the speed is very slow, some dust falls, and finally the luster is annihilated.

Ning Shu and fatian take a bottle, two hands at the same time.

Ning Shu said, "if there is a basin, it must be faster to connect it with a basin."

Fatian shook his head. "When the luster is dim, it becomes dust completely. Ordinary things can't be used."

Ning Shu Oh, a face slightly exaggerated suddenly realize the expression, asked: "what is this material?"

Batian: "special coffin."

Ning Shu:!!!!

"How can you carry this kind of thing?" he asked

Fatian: "it's just what the old man gave us. When he was in vain, we had to settle down in the land. We also need to glow for a long time."

Ning Shu:

I don't quite understand. Sooner or later, it will become ordinary dust.

Ning Shu looks at the bottle over and over, and looks at the ordinary glass bottle, but the sand inside refracts the subtle and beautiful luster.

It's like some pearls in the sun.

It's a bit like art, but it's the body of a mouse.

Ning Shu asked again, "where are you going to put this thing?"

It's not to carry the ashes with you. It's a little weird.

It looks, sounds, a little abnormal.

The little mouse said carelessly, "put it anywhere, put it in the system space."

Ning Shu: emmmmm

"Isn't it three times a day?" Put it in the system space, think about what it is?

Fatian is too lazy to manage.

Ning Shu looks at cutting the sky to collect the dust, and finally asks the question that has been hovering in his heart, "is the little mouse not dead?"

Now they say that they are collecting corpses, but the void life is dead and turned into dust, leaving no trace.

And there is no such thing as soul in the void.

Annihilation is annihilation, when one disappears, the void will be born new.

"He's really dead," said fatian. "I'm just doing an experiment to collect these. Anyway, I'm also idle."

Ning Shu asked curiously, "what are you doing to collect the dust after the death of void creatures?"

"How do you know?" he said

Ning Shufu forehead, the first time to see the collection of ashes.

"What do you want to collect, mix it with water, and knead a doll?" Ning Shu make complaints about it.

Fatian's expression was even more surprised. "How do you know?"

Ning Shu:

I, I, I

Ning Shu is a little speechless. "What are you doing pinching dolls for?"

"I'm going to bake a porcelain doll." Said fatian.Ning Shu:

How can I feel like a ghost story when I go to the porcelain doll made of ashes?

How to cut days not in their own side for a long time, interest and hobbies are moving in a strange direction?

Batian looked at Ning Shu and asked, "what's your expression?"

"Nothing. I think it's OK to make porcelain dolls with ordinary dust."

"How can it be the same? It's the dust that the living creatures turn into. It's definitely not the same when it's made. Maybe it will have some abilities before the living creatures."

Ning Shu is a bit confused. "Do you want to make weapons or art porcelain dolls?"

How can I hear it more and more strange? What's the matter with this child?

I don't know what you've been through outside, what you've been through with your cubs, and why you've become me.

Batian: "porcelain dolls, when the production is successful, I will make some divine patterns on the dolls. Maybe the dolls can move and fight."

Ning Shu was very surprised. "Can divine patterns give life to porcelain dolls?"

"No, it can give the doll a little wisdom and action, but she is not a living thing."

Ning Shu: emmm

A little dazed.

However, it seems that the divine pattern is really powerful. We should also learn to understand the divine pattern.

Ning Shu suddenly wants to go to the cub's house. According to her age, she is also a cub in the void. Can the cub accept her.

In this way, you can get close contact with the holy stripe, maybe you can understand it.

Don't try how to know, in case of the devil, the old man of the divine tree will take her away.

"How many kinds of dust have you collected now?" Ning Shu asked

After pondering for a while, batian felt sad. Without his knowledge, batian had collected a lot of ashes of the void creatures.

I need to think about it when I ask you. I guess I'm counting in my heart.

Batian: "not much."

Ning Shu is even more distressed. Batian can't remember how much he has collected. He always thought batian was obedient to his cubs.

As a result, I did such things in private.

Behind all this, is it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality?

Ning Shu can't help thinking and asked, "how did you create this hobby?" I don't even know.