"Repair?" Old Joey was completely confused by the craftsman's words. At this time, a simple sentence "I can repair." was like a bomb that exploded directly in Old Joey's mind, so it caused a slight slam.

"You mean, can you fix the Hongqiao?"

The craftsman nodded: "Yes."

"Ha, you're so stupid. You've never seen Hongqiao, and you don't know how big that thing is." Old Joey said dimly.

However, before he could finish speaking, the craftsman interrupted him: "Take me to see it, it's like I don't understand that bridge, and you don't understand me."

Old Joey looked at the young man, and there was a kind of calmness and indescribable confidence on his face.

"Okay." Old Joey responded, then turned around and walked towards the end of the hall.

Bypassing the statue and walking through the small gate, he didn't know how many times he had walked this road. The wind and snow poured in behind the gate, and a dazzling white light. The top of the mountains was covered with white snow, and between the white snow was a bridge that soared straight into the sky.

Old Joey pointed at the distance

"This is the bridge," he said.

The craftsman did not speak, nor did he feel a slight shock at the huge figure of the bridge, but just walked over silently.

Wisdom is divided into many types, the most representative of which is [Creativity], which is a benchmark for dividing the process of life.

Those who can create things have entered the ranks of "higher life".

For example, "human" is so small under the curtain of the universe, it is still absolutely superior to other creatures such as eagles, tigers, and other creatures, because he is no longer limited to instinct, but creation.

【artisan】

This profession was born based on creativity. Those who carve trees are craftsmen, those who tear mountains and rocks are craftsmen, those who build houses are craftsmen, those who create the world are craftsmen, and those who create the world are craftsmen.

Craftsmen can create everything and rewrite everything, and naturally they can repair everything.

In fact, this young man didn't know that the huge bridge in front of him was the creation of the last craftsman.

However, this bridge is a failed work. Originally, he wanted to connect a link between the plane, but this creation was too bulky and monotonous, so the bridge was abandoned.

In the long years that followed, the Hongqiao was floating in the thousands of planes as a flying link. It was used as a channel between life and death in a certain era, and was built between gods and mortals in another era. In short, it lingers in countless planes, has countless identities and names. Finally, it floats into this desolate and quiet world, and from then on, it has taken root here as a representative of cruel hope until it is cut off by a pig and a knife.

Well, these stories are just telling this heavy stone. The title [Craftsman] has been replaced, so no one cares about the origin of Hongqiao. In short, this young man crossed the thick white snow and left an inconspicuous footprint between the mountains.

He came to the rainbow bridge, with huge and magnificent steps like a god's building.

The craftsman raised his hand and touched a huge rock

Then, he closed his eyes quietly.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be quiet. Old Joey's thinking irresistiblely blocked all the wind and snow around him, staring at the boy, even forgot about his eyes.

He seemed to have really seen the word that was criticized and touched.

hope.

The mountains began to shake the earth and roar.

A rock flew up from the bottom of the mountain stream under the bridge, and with a "boom!", it hit the broken part of the rainbow bridge. I don't know how many years this rock has been buried in the abyss. The bitter snow and snow have already turned its surface into another material.

However, the moment it touched the bridge section, the boulder began to recover, and the traces of time on the surface miraculously disappeared, and it closely linked together on the cross section.

Then, there is the second boulder and the third one.

In the abyss, countless rocks floated up, like a pair of giant hands picking them up one by one, and putting them all back to their original position in a video playback method.

The sound of huge rock collision echoed between the snow-capped mountains. The snow on the top of the mountain was shaken and began to collapse. The huge avalanche rolled down and raised the whiteness of the sky. The young man was in this position in vain, as if he was blending with the bridge that rushed straight to the sky.

The loud noise, the snow waterfall, the flying rocks, these strange scenes mixed together.

Old Joey watched his body start to tremble, trembling like epilepsy. In the end, he couldn't stand steadily, and he plopped and fell to his knees in the snow.

"Ahhhhh"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

What he called was meaningless, like crying, like shouting, like crazy.

At the same time, at the end of the snow-capped mountain, a huge figure suddenly crossed the sky. It was an indescribable creature, which seemed to be a giant dragon. Its spread wings enveloped half of the sky, covered with lava all over it, and flames splashed down with both wings.

This huge creature came to the edge of the Hongqiao Bridge, with its claws trampling on the back of the snow-capped mountains, and the snow was ignited by the scorching temperature.

This creature is Pego

For an extremely long time, it was looking for a way to leave here. It was very large, flew very fast, and saw a lot, but it still couldn't find any way to escape from heaven.

So he was also like Old Joey, falling into confusion. Although it could fly, if he didn't Old Joey, where would he go? What should he do? The most important thing is, what should he eat?

This problem is the biggest problem that Pegg can never avoid.

So for the past year, he has been hovering around the rear axle.

At this moment, the huge creature saw the Hongqiao and the tiny figure under the Hongqiao, and even the shocked look similar to Old Joey.

"Ao-Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He let out a terrifying roar, and a very disagreeable hum.

Don't worry, such a terrifying monster makes a few sounds from its nose, and it hurts so much.

Anyway, Old Joey understood these few words.

So, he knelt on the ground and shouted at the top of the mountain: "Yes, we can go out and we"

He shouted, and after a while, the young man opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!