The sun sets in the city, and the moon sets in the west

Blowing the beard at night with a melancholy song

In the fog, the clouds and the moon are gone

The breeze blows through the old house

Zhuo Hua walked on the tree-lined path between the Cuiwei Mountains, and his smile had long since subsided when he frolicked in Lansheng.

Ever since that catastrophe, he had been confused in his heart for a long time. Distraught, he came to a very secluded place.

Located deep in the valley at the foot of Cuiwei Mountain, the lush foliage obscures the bright sunlight with only a dappled light, struggling through the layers of leaves to the ground.

The spring water that flows down from the top of Cuiwei Peak has become a stream with abundant water, and the murmuring sound calms the upset person immediately.

Zhuo Hua found a big dry stone and sat down, looked up at the sky, and took out the Xuanhuang mirror to look at it, it was still early for Lan Sheng to come out, and he didn't want to be too far away, so he thought about some problems here first.

Soon, the moment his eyes were slightly closed, Zhuo Hua's divine consciousness was immersed in the boundless sea of consciousness.

He looked around and found that Lan Sheng's three-legged golden crow was not here, and it was estimated that it was already asleep in the urn.

He looked down at himself again, still the same as the previous glossy golden nothing, but it was a little funny that Lan Sheng had broken through a hole.

"There must be some clues left. Since she was able to enter my sea of knowledge and inform me of the maneuvering method of the sun-catching boat, it is impossible that there is no trace left in the sea of knowledge. But where?"

Zhuo Hua was bored in his heart, and looked around, but in the vast sea of knowledge, his eyes were full of darkness, and he couldn't see any traces of anything else except for some bright lights around him.

The fact that he came back from the dead did not let Lan Sheng say it, and the reason given by Zhuo Hua was that he didn't want to shake the army's heart. But he had his own plans in his own heart, if it weren't for someone secretly helping, even if he regained his life, he would definitely not have started that damn suncatcher.

When nothing was found, the impetuous aura in Zhuo Hua's heart became more and more intense, and he let go of his divine sense, wanting to explore whether there was a spiritual source around here. If there were really people who helped from thousands of miles, whether it was in the form of a clone or in the form of sound transmission, Lingyuan would definitely stay here.

Luckily, he got it right.

His sea of consciousness sensed a faint spiritual source not far away, and this feeling of non-existence was easy to be overlooked.

Zhuo Hua was a little excited, and rolled in that direction.

Because the spiritual source was too weak, Zhuo Hua had to roll for a while to stop and perceive it, and after identifying the direction clearly, he continued to roll over.

I don't know how long it took, but after adjusting the direction four or five times, I finally approached my destination.

Zhuo Hua was a little excited, but also a little apprehensive, not knowing what would happen later.

"It's here. Zhuo Hua stopped rolling and opened his eyes and searched around.

In the darkness, I saw that there was something with a vague outline, which was emitting a faint light in a regular manner.

Zhuo Hua slowly approached, and saw clearly that this was a golden jade vermilion bird step shaking hairpin, although the light was weak, but he could still see the lifelike vermilion bird and the emerald green treasure jade.

"This! Isn't this Lanling's favorite thing back then?" Zhuo Hua was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to get it, only to find that he was in the sea of knowledge, and there were no hands and feet to use.

In desperation, he had to use his forehead to desperately get close to the golden step.

Zhuo Hua didn't know why he did this, maybe he just wanted to touch distant memories.

At the moment when Zhuo Hua's forehead touched Jin Bu Shao, a glow suddenly shone in this space, and Zhuo Hua's nothingness egg disappeared in the ambilight before he could remember his surprise.

"What's going on?" Zhuo Hua was a little dizzy after passing by the moment just now.

He tried to open his eyes, and found that it was a completely strange world.

It's a bustling street market, surrounded by bustling crowds, but these people are all hateful-looking and strange-looking. Some were dressed in tattered clothes, and some were wrapped in a few animal skins. Or wear a hat that resembles a cow's horn on your head, or a necklace that looks like a human skull around your neck.

Although there are all kinds of people around, they all have one thing in common: they are tall and filthy.

Zhuo Hua looked up at the sky, wanting to see if it was day or night, and by the way, he could discern the direction.

This look really scared him.

I saw that there was not a single cloud overhead, and there was a huge sphere hanging in the dim sky, and the feeling of oppression like the top of the mountains made Zhuo Hua almost want to kneel on the ground.

He staggered and held on to a pillar on the side of the road, barely holding on to his figure. Settle your mind and try to look up at the sky again.

This time he could see clearly, and in the distance of the huge sphere, he could see four or five spheres of different sizes, hanging in the air like a queue, as if they were a chain of beads that had been hung up.

At this time, a bright light came from the sky, and Zhuo Hua thought it was about to dawn, so he looked around to find where Jin Ri was.

But he saw a glowing fist-sized object rise from the horizon, and it moved very quickly, and in only two or three breaths it moved to the roof, and the size changed from fist to basin size.

Just when Zhuo Hua was full of doubts in his heart, this basin-shaped thing had already run above his head, becoming even more huge, obscuring half of the sky, and the big ball hanging above his head just now was also covered by more than half.

This big ball that covered the sky and the sun did not give Zhuo Hua a chance to be shocked, and it turned into a basin and then into a fist at a very fast speed, and finally disappeared from view, and the light between heaven and earth also returned to dimming.

The sound of heavy breathing was accompanied by the sweat that ticked to the ground, and Zhuo Hua, who was shocked by such a strange scene, turned pale and his mind was blank.

After a moment's pause, he raised his head to look at the crowd around him, who seemed unfazed by the strange scene just now, not a single one panicked, and no one screamed and fled.

The clanging of iron, the shouts of the hawkers, the shouts of the fierce and courageous, and the sound of a butcher-like man next to him struggling to chop bones were intertwined, making Zhuo Hua's heart beat rapidly, he felt that he was almost unable to breathe, and the feeling of being powerless in the deep crisis made him worse than dead.

"Idiot, don't look up again, follow me into the house!" A crisp female voice came from behind Zhuo Hua, making his originally wildly beating heart suddenly skip a beat.

Zhuo Hua followed the familiar voice and said, "Lanling, why are you here?"

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