I thought that two more hours would be enough to relieve the grief in my heart, but when I held hands, I found that these two hours were simply lingchi.

Yu Wenhao didn't eat any food prepared in the Taoist temple, and Yuan Qingling couldn't eat it either. In fact, no one here had the appetite, except Prince Anfeng and his wife.

They ate very quickly, and a meal of wind blew the clouds and got up and went out.

After a few bites, the three giants also threw down the bowl and went out with Xu Yi and the children, leaving the five-yuan couple to look at each other at the dinner table.

In fact, I have said everything I should say, and what I said is nothing more than repeated reminders.

Seeing that he didn't eat much at noon and didn't eat much last night, Yuan Qingling forced himself to speak: "Let me have a good meal, don't think about anything."

Yu Wenhao nodded, picked up the chopsticks, but his hands couldn't help trembling, his eyes turned red, and tears fell, and he was extremely depressed.

Both of them dealt with each other a few random mouthfuls, put down the bowl, and looked at each other, Yu Wenhao reached out from the dining table and held her hand.

He whispered: "Come with me to worship the gods in the Taoist temple!"

She nodded, stood up with him, and under the leadership of the Taoist boy, he worshiped all the gods worshipped here. He was very pious, and he raised incense, knelt down, bowed down, and followed the rules required by the Taoist boy.

He had no choice but to look for the gods and Buddhas in the sky. This temple enshrines the gods and immortals in the sky. If there are really gods, please bless them to go there safely and come back safely.

Originally, it was just him and Yuan Qingling worshipped, but the children who were waiting a little uneasy outside also came in to worship with them. Daddy knelt, they knelt, daddy bowed, daddy bowed, they bowed, daddy bowed, daddy bowed, daddy bowed, daddy bowed, daddy said he hoped his mother would come back safely, and they also said.

The Supreme Emperor looked outside, pursing his lips tightly, feeling a little uncomfortable. He was most worried about the risks of this trip, not himself or the three of them, and [txt novel www.txtxs.info] was Yuan Qingling.

They died, but it was just like that. They had enough of their lives, but Yuan Qingling had to come back. It would be really pitiful if these children had no mother.

Prince Anfeng and his wife didn't know where they went, but after dinner, they went out for a walk. They have always liked to travel in the mountains, and so for so many years.

They came back before the time arrived.

There was still a quarter of an hour before they went to Jinghu together.

Prince Anfeng put the most important words until now, that is, it is too early and Yuan Qingling and the others will forget it later.

He said, "After jumping off the Mirror Lake, if the vortex continues to turn, you can't tell the way, you will listen to the sound and distinguish the direction. Luo Man and I will keep guiding you. You will walk about 81 seconds, and there may be a deviation of one or two seconds. You count silently in your heart. Before 81 seconds, you should see any light or any channel. Some light sources have a difference of two seconds, or even one second, so in the end you have to choose whether the light source you think is the destination, because I just said that 81 seconds is also a deviation, and the deviation between the front and back is one to two seconds. Have you remembered it clearly?"

The three giants heard it clearly, but were confused. What 81 seconds?

What's the meaning?

Yuan Qingling said, "Remember it clearly!"

"Can you still grasp the number of seconds?"

The princess asked.

Yuan Qingling nodded, "Yes!"

"Okay, the most important point next is the problem of time and space distortion. After you enter, you may encounter interlaced and distorted light source roads. This distortion will cause you to stand still, and there may be hurricanes in the tunnel. This distortion and hurricane will affect your progress and slow down your pace. Once you slow down, it will not be eighty-one seconds. You must count silently in your mind how long it will take to stop, how long it will take, and then pinch these eighty-one seconds. Do you understand?"

Yuan Qingling's heart began to panic, and his face changed slightly. Without an accurate stopwatch, how could she pinch the number of seconds accurately?

Especially when she pauses or is slowed down by a hurricane, she may not be able to pinch the remaining seconds. More importantly, there is a deviation in these 81 seconds, and there will be a light source, that is, an outlet, and the possibility of deviation is too great. It can even be said that the chance of being able to accurately find the outlet is only three or four thousandths.

Seeing that her face changed, Yu Wenhao began to panic and asked Yuan Qingling, "Are you sure?"

Yuan Qingling looked at his anxious eyes and said, "I can only do my best."

Nuomi hugged her legs, "Mom, I will calculate it for you, and I will guide you."

"you?"

Yuan Qingling was actually a little confused, "Can you send a voice over?"

Prince Anfeng said: "Anyone who can see the vortex can send sounds in, but what we see is the same as what you see, and will be affected by distortion. However, we can see the overall situation and all light source channels, so we can slightly guide you in the right direction. However, we will not pinch you at this time, because if you enter, it means that there will be delays when you are separated from us. Time must be controlled by you yourself."

When the Supreme Emperor heard them say that he felt that his brain was not big enough, he still said, "That vortex can be seen even if it is lonely."

"You can only see the vortex. What's inside the vortex? Do you see it?"

Prince Anfeng asked.

The Supreme Emperor stared at him for a while, "A leaf disappeared quickly."

Prince Anfeng patted his shoulder, "I saw the leaves disappear at the third light source after they entered the vortex."

Well, when he didn't say it, he only saw the leaves disappear and no light source points.

Duke Xiaoyao asked Yuan Qingling, “Does that 81 second mean eighty-day?

We are going to walk for 81 days, right?

But didn’t you say before that there was only three or five days?

And if we say eighty-day days, we can definitely master it. Isn’t it enough for us to record every day?

What's the difficulty of this?"

Yuwen Hao has been to modern times and has a concept of their time unit. He explained with a pale face: "It's not eighty-day or eighty-one seconds, which is equivalent to silence in your heart for eighty-one sounds, so it's hard to pinch accurately, because those light sources are equivalent to exits, each exit is separated by two or three sounds. If the number is not accurate, then you will go to the wrong exit."

The prime minister asked: "What does it mean to go to the wrong exit?"

Princess Anfeng said: "If you have it out in advance, then you will go back to the past. If you have it late, you will go to the next fifty years in Northern Tang. As for which year it is indeed, you will have to deduct it in these seconds, such as zero-point one second, zero-point two-match, or smaller unit of time."

The chief assistant believed that she had read for a few years, but she overestimated her ability to analyze her words, and finally shook her head, "I don't understand!"

Prince Anfeng said: "The time is almost over, get ready!"
Chapter completed!