Chapter 983： Dotting the statue

"Song Ning, Brother Song, you really don't remember anything ?!" A voice suddenly came out of the crowd. Song Ning turned his head to look, and there was a familiar face standing in this crowd. And that face is Bai Wei!

"Brother Bai, you are here, and you have come in? These people don't know what's going on, as if they knew me before, even if they came up directly ..."

However, half of Song Ning's words heard the "Bai Wei" questioning: "Brother Song, who are you ... who is it?"

Song Ning was stunned: "Brother Bai, do you have amnesia?"

At this moment, everyone felt incredible. Song Ning left, and when he returned, he didn't remember them. If he forgot all of them, Song Ning still remembered Bai Ting, but even though he knew Bai Ting, he would Bai Ting's name is wrong, called 'Bai Wei', who is Bai Wei? Why is Bai Ting called Bai Wei by Song Ning?

Song Ning carefully looked at the man in front of him, and could not help shaking his head and sighed: "It's too much, you should be Brother Bai, but why do you seem surprised? What happened?"

"Brother Song, you forgot, this is Bai Ting." Bai Ting stepped forward, his hands clutching Song Ning's shoulder and shook it violently.

Song Ning did not care about Bai Wei or Bai Ting. After all, the person in front of him and Bai Wei had the same appearance. Not only that, even the two people spoke in the same way, except that the person in front of him was slightly weaker. There is no difference between Bai Wei and the other party, who obviously knows him, but they just call themselves "Bai Ting".

"Brother Bai, don't say what the name is, can you tell me why the people here seem to know me?" Song Ning's eyes swept around these people again, and seeing their hot eyes still felt a little unbelievable. .

Bai Ting quickly explained: "Brother Song, you forgot. This is your home. You left from that day and went to a distance, saying what ancient immortal tomb you want to participate in, and then you can come back. You have forgotten these things. ? "

Song Ning narrowed his eyes and suddenly felt an interesting headache. If he hadn't heard what Bai Ting said in front of him, he would never have thought that it was his hometown anyway.

He knew that there must be something missing in his memory, but what is this missing part? He couldn't remember it, and he didn't know why. There was a faint idea in his mind that he didn't want to guess. Now that these people have spoken out, even he himself is curious.

"You are for the sake of the stars, for the country of falling feathers, for Lengyuexiao, and for avoiding the scourge of time and space disorder here, you have gone with a senior Taoist, saying that you want to participate in the ancient immortal tomb." Bai Ting continued to explain Road.

"Ancient Immortal Tomb?" Song Ning frowned, and the closed door in his brain seemed to have loosened, as if there was something to get out of the door.

Ancient Immortal Tomb ...

Song Ning slowly closed his eyes. He remembered these four words. At the same time, he seemed to feel that the three words 'Leng Yuexiao' were very familiar. These three words seemed to be engraved in his heart, even though he is now I can't think of anything related to Leng Yuexiao, but I can think of Leng Yuexiao as if he were a very important person and an indispensable person.

"Brother Bai, what you said ... I can't remember, but I seem, seem ..." Song Ning's voice is no longer as firm as before. This hesitation shows that in fact, even he knows his own There are some problems with memory.

Seeing the effect, Bai Ting immediately began to tell Song Ning about other things about this country of falling feathers. Song Ning listened to a half-knowledge. Except for the first "Ancient Immortal Tomb", "Leng Yuexiao", he could hardly think of it. other things.

Seeing such a state of Song Ning, Bai Ting, Li Qingling and others ordered all the monks around to retreat. They accompanied Song Ning all the way to the palace.

"Brother Bai, this country is extremely interesting, should it be illusory? You see, the sculptures here are all my looks, and I have a closer look, there are nine hundred ninety-one statues." Song Ningzhi The eighty-one statues surrounding the Imperial City of the Falling Feathers always felt very shocking. These statues are as high as a hundred feet, but they are as beautiful as he is.

Bai Ting smiled bitterly: "Brother Song, this is you."

Song Ning was undecided. After thinking about it twice, he could n’t figure out whether it was his hometown or not. He explained it as “here is a fantasy, everything is false”. He didn't care what the people around said, he even thought that the "Bai Ting" in front of him was also fake, just to cooperate with the illusion.

"It's quite like that." Song Ning didn't want to argue with the people around him. After all, in his view, these were all illusions. It was meaningless to argue with the illusions.

However, after Song Ning said this, Bai Ting smiled bitterly: "It's quite like that, it's the last step."

"Oh? The last step?" Song Ning asked.

"The last step is ... the finishing touch!" Bai Ting pointed to the sculpture closest to them.

The finishing touch?

Song Ning didn't find out until now that these statues don't seem to have eyes. To be precise, there are no eyeballs, because these statues are so similar, if they have eyes, they might even be regarded as true.

"As long as you can finish your eyes, then this statue can really protect our Imperial City of the Falling Feathers. Someone invaded here before, and it is said that there is a statue." Bai Ting said.

"It turns out so." Song Ning said when he saw that the hammer in his hand was trembling as if he wanted to pull his body up. He glanced sideways, the electric light flashed on the hammer, the electric light crackled, and he was about to move.

"Brother Song, your hammer is a new fairy treasure?" Bai Ting's eyes were attracted by the hammer.

Song Ning nodded again and again, a hint of joy appeared on her face, even if it was for the illusion in front of him, it might be a good thing to say whatever he wanted to say at random.

"Before we thought, this last finishing touch only requires lightning, but it is almost impossible to introduce lightning into the statue, so we have been wondering what we should do to sculpt our eyes. Now, after seeing the hammer in your hand, I want to see you sculpt your eyes by yourself. "Bai Ting said.

Song Ning squeezed the hammer tightly, as if the hammer was trembling at this moment, it seemed to be flying into the sky and rushing towards the statue.

"This is a trivial matter." Song Ning's mouth twitched, rising from the sky, allowing the hammer to take off and wave.

Suddenly a burst of electric light appeared in the clear sky, lightning flashed, and thunder light poured into the hammer, connecting Song Ning and the whole person was bathed in thunder and lightning.