"But I think about it, and I don't know what Lu Dao wants to look like, so I'm just going to be myself. No matter whether it is beautiful or ugly, only when facing one's own face can one be the most real and relaxed, and one can face one's conscience. Sun Ningjun's tone was brisk, "You can also do less bad things." ”

Canghai lowered his eyes, but shook his head.

Sun Ningjun was unwilling. "Do you think I'm wrong?"

Canghai looked at the flames and was silent, and seemed to hesitate, and sighed lightly for a while: "Then why do you wear a mask?"

The low voice was like thunder, and it exploded violently in Sun Ningjun's heart. Under the orange firelight, the young and beautiful face gradually became tired and lonely, and Sun Ningjun laughed at himself, "You're right, I'm also deceiving myself at all. It's no different from those bad guys who hide behind masks and claim to be lucky, it's just fifty steps and a hundred steps to make excuses for themselves. ”

"But," Sun Ningjun raised his eyes and looked at the sea sincerely, "I just hope that I can feel a little at peace in my heart, can you understand?"

Canghai nodded slightly.

The two sides are silent.

Outside the stone circle, the women sang and danced around the bonfire, and some of them beat the small drum with one side of the Mengge, and the dance was strange and bewitching, and they laughed and screamed, happy and happy, just like those ordinary girls.

Canghai couldn't help but turn around to look at it, and listen to the lyrics, the strange thing is that although the song is loud, he can't hear what is singing.

Sun Ningjun beside him suddenly sighed, actually pulled his ears and turned Canghai's face, lowered his head and looked different, and said in embarrassment: "It's better not to listen, don't look at it, that's not something you should know." ”

Canghai raised his eyebrows blankly, and looked at Sun Ningjun with a pure face without blinking.

Sun Ningjun increased his forehead with his hand, and sighed even more: "So that's not something you should listen to and watch." ”

"What's that?"

"...... dance of 'Daichun Pavilion'. ”

"I know what to say. The dossier says that you have a sacrificial dance, but I haven't seen the scene. With that, he turned his head to look again.

"Alas!" Sun Ningjun hugged his head with both arms and struggled, hurriedly pulled the sea back, and said with a smile on his face: "If you tell you that you can't watch it, you can't watch it!

The singing grew louder, but Canghai said, "Can't you hear what they're singing?"

"Of course. Sun Ningjun grabbed the sea with one hand and covered his face with the other.

"Huh?" Canghai blinked blankly, and said strangely: "Why can't I hear clearly?"

Sun Ningjun said: "That's what it means not to ask you to listen!"

Although Sun Ningjun was casual, the sea was quite abrupt, it should be the meaning of divine protection in the dark.

Canghai had no choice but to respond, and said, "Okay, I don't listen, I don't look at it, then can you tell me about it." ”

Sun Ningjun was displeased for a while, so he had to say: "They are sacrificing the goddess of Wushan and Concubine Luoshui." ”

"Oh," Canghai's eyes widened, "doing what?"

"Alas......" Sun Ningjun covered his face again, "...... The goddess of Wushan and the concubine of Luoshui Mi are the legendary gods of love. ”

"Hmm. Huh?!"

Sun Ningjun felt that he was like a squirrel who was unbelievably awake before he was knocked out.

"For, for, for, what?" Canghai stiffened as he grabbed the small brush.

"So you can't see or listen......" Sun Ningjun kept rubbing the corners of his forehead, "There will be something more unsightly in a while." ”

"Huh?" Canghai was dazed and shocked, but he didn't dare to look back.

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