don't tease people

Chapter 6

The White Pagoda, which is a temple, was destroyed, but it did not cause much disturbance. Instead, it was Citrine who gave the Yuehua Pearl to the savior, which dominated the headlines of the terminal news for many days. Most of the comments below were for Citrine. Even Zhou Bo also loves the house and hates it.

I don't know if it's because the citrine's influence is too strong, or Zhou Bo seems too credible, but no one raised any objection to him replacing the citrine.As soon as Biao Shi exclaimed in disbelief, Cuckoo explained that this was to express his friendship and acceptance to the visitor from another world. Since the visitor from another world was supposed to be integrated here, why couldn't he become a pearl envoy?

So, on the night of the full moon, Zhou Bo was taken to the attic of the restored White Tower.

In the attic, seven men in white stood silently.

"Please allow me to blindfold you." The leading man in white held a white ribbon in his hand and said to Zhou Bo with lowered eyes.

"Why?" Zhou Bo asked while holding the silver box containing the Yuehua Pearl.

"The gods don't like the eyes of mortals." The man in white said.

"A god will show up in front of me?" Zhou Bo asked with interest.

"...The eyes of mortals will pollute the most pure place in the Moon Palace." The man in white explained.

"...If you have common sense, you should know that human eyes receive light, not emit light." Zhou Bo said gently.

The man in white was silent.

"You don't need to be blindfolded," Zhou Bo said with a sigh, "I'm wearing a mask."

"But the mask has holes in the eyes..."

Zhou Bo interrupted the man in white: "Unfortunately, although I have the intention of climbing high, I also don't like other people's eyes."

Although the reason is not so hypocritical.

"So the mask is intact and I can't see anything," he continued.

The man in white approached and inspected suspiciously, and was surprised to find that, as Zhou Bo said, the mask tightly covered the upper half of Zhou Bo's face, without any intention of revealing anything.

...but he doesn't look invisible at all...

The man in white barely suppressed the doubts in his heart, and instead of insisting on Zhou Bo's blindfold, he started the next procedure: "Please take out the Moonlight Pearl."

Zhou Bo opened the silver box, took out the Yuehua Pearl, and handed the silver box to the man in white.

The man in white took the silver box respectfully, and put it on the white wooden table aside.

"Please wait for a while at the place where the moonlight is the best." He led Zhou Bo to an open space surrounded by six other people.

The moonlight is bright there, and you can see the moon directly above when you look up.

Zhou Bo stood bored for a while.

At midnight, the crooked moon suddenly became round.The moon shines brightly.

Zhou Bo suddenly felt a strange energy emanating from the Yuehua Pearl, enveloping him.This meaning does not contain the slightest emotional color, has no popularity, and flows quietly like ice-cold white water.

Ah, by the way, in this era, it seems that there is no such thing as "intelligence", and instead "spiritual power" is used to refer to it.

Zhou Bo thought about it loosely, and silently restrained his subconscious desire to tear this idea apart.

The surrounding space is changing rapidly.The light flickers on and off.

In just a split second, everything calmed down.

Underfoot is the texture of jade.

The air around him was thin, with a coolness that penetrated into the bone marrow.

Zhou Bo spread his thoughts away.

If the so-called god is an existence that can't even stand the "gaze", then seeing his territory being invaded by other people's will now, shouldn't he be very angry?

He was silently happy in his heart for a while.

The Moon Palace on the back side of the moon does not emit bright and soft light like the moon. On the contrary, it is almost completely dark, only the ever-burning lamps hang high, emitting cold white light.

Zhou Bo walked forward at a leisurely pace, and stopped after a while.There is a cold and powerful will ahead, very similar to the one in the Moonlight Pearl.Can't find out the depth.

That intention not only blocked his intention, but even wanted to invade his core of intention and probe his thinking.

...It seems that at least there are "gods" in the Moon Palace.

"Hello, God." He said slowly, "I have no hostility, I just come here because I admire you, and want to meet you."

There was still no sound around, a silence.

In the next moment, a battle between consciousnesses quickly unfolded.

That intention didn't have a strong sense of attack, it just tentatively attacked Zhou Bo's defense.Even so, that astonishing power is enough to completely crush the mind core of ordinary people.

Zhou Bo stuck to his position and had no intention of fighting back.It's not that I can't, I just don't want to.

First, he said that he has no hostility; second, he has no interest in exploring other people's consciousness at all.It's a pity that ordinary people can't hide their consciousness at all. Once their eyes meet, what they think is immediately exposed.He was forced to accept too much boring and messy consciousness, and was extremely bored, so he used a mask to cut off the possibility of eye contact.Even so, I can still receive those emotions that are unconsciously revealed from time to time.

Thinking about it this way, maybe this is the meaning of the "eye pollution" that the god refers to?Oh, isn't he disrespectful?But his intentions should not be like dust, even if it is not as tasteless as white water, at least it is tea...tea?With such a metaphor, it sounds like he has also become a fan of citrine. ...But who said he wasn't?

"You admire me, but you dare not let me see your true thoughts?" A cold voice sounded in front of you.

Zhou Bo was still immersed in his wild thoughts, and it took him a while to realize that it was the gods who were talking to him.

It's no wonder that he didn't respond quickly, he never expected to be able to talk to the gods.After all, the "world will" 2000 years ago was thrown over without a word, and there was no intention of communicating at all.

"Well, how should I put it?" Zhou Bo said politely, "My feelings... are very passionate. I'm afraid the gods will see some too profane pictures, so I restrain myself."

"Of course, if the gods are willing to accept me, then we can talk about it." He spoke softly and affectionately, "Who wouldn't give everything for their lover?"