"Here...... Is it the road to Yellow Springs? ”

Mu Shan held a paper umbrella depicting the beautiful scenery of plum blossoms in one hand, and a lantern woven into a galaxy of silver silk in the other, slowly looked around, only to see a little darkness, boundless, long black snow, whistling and turning past him, shaking the lantern in his hand to sway.

"I'll have today?" Mu Shan walked quietly in this lonely space where there was no light and no end in sight, and the bits and pieces of his life slowly floated in his mind, and he slowly remembered his other self in his previous life: "Ma Hu, do I want to be like you, wandering in this dark and cold underworld forever?" ”

The wind and snow swept past Mu Shan's cheeks, as sharp and cold as a knife, and the snowflakes covering the sky and the earth slowly covered Mu Shan's body, no matter how he slapped and shook it, it was like a rainstorm falling from the sky, and he refused to stop.

"Xiu Niang......" Mu Shan narrowed his eyes, protected the lantern, and searched around between the gaps of thousands of snowflakes, shouting everywhere, but in response to him, only a more violent wind and snow, like countless gloomy sneers, swallowed up all his voice.

The feet are as smooth as loess, and there is no accumulation of snowflakes, I don't know where the wind and snow come from, and where it will go, I may be like this wind and snow, vast and do not know the way back!

"Where did she go? Obviously they are going to Huangquan together, why do you leave me ......for nothing" Mu Shan muttered, the voice that had just spit out of his mouth seemed to be soaked in the coldness of snowflakes, and was forcibly poured back into his mouth by the wind, through his throat, as if he had stuffed the whole cold winter into his heart: "She must be very scared...... it's so dark here, and it's so cold......

Constant shouting, constant exploration, but everything in front of me has never changed, as if stepping on the wheel of fate, constantly repeating the cycle from the beginning to the end, from hope to disappointment!

I don't know how long I walked, and I don't know how far I walked, Mu Shan finally stopped, stared ahead with confused eyes, and quietly warmed himself by leaning on the lantern in his hand. The past time, the memories of a lifetime, burned silently in the flames, the faces of love or hatred, the joys or sorrows, like moths to the fire, burned into ashes in the silence.

"Ten thousand arrows pierce the heart...... and it really becomes a prophecy!" Thinking back to that last scene, the arrows were sharp, like stars in the sky, but at this moment, I still have no regrets about the decision I made at that time.

"Wen Ze ......" Mu Shan said in a gossamer voice, although it was a vague memory, but he was sure that the wooden man at that time held back the tears in his eyes, bit his lower lip tightly, bit his mouth full of blood, pulled out the arrows on his body one by one, and then carried his corpse, slowly, slowly walked in the wind and snow, until he met her......

Even though the picture of "Rain and Dust ......" is very hazy, Mu Shan can still clearly see the figure of that person, lonely and desperate standing in the wind and snow, weak shoulders, stubbornly supporting the whole collapsed sky......

At that time, she didn't have any words, just how sad and painful her beautiful eyes were......

At that time, she didn't have any tears, just how sad and mournful she flowed in her trembling body......

At that time, she just quietly carried herself and walked alone on an unknown journey......

"After all, I still failed her...... Mu Shan stood in a daze, the paper umbrella in his hand was blown away by the strong wind and he didn't know it, but he slowly closed his eyes, raised his head, silently held back the tears in the corners of his eyes, and silently tasted the taste of his heart like a knife......

The wind and snow gradually attached to Mu Shan's silver-white hair, and his eyebrows were on his eyebrows, until his entire body was covered, like a vivid statue, only the lantern in his hand, the lamp was so weak that it seemed to be extinguished at any time, but it was like the persistence and concern that he still couldn't let go of in his heart, burning tenaciously.

Time seemed to have froze in the howling of the wind and snow, and I don't know how long it took, Mu Shan's eyes and face were only slightly and slowly beating, like grass buried deep in the soil, poking out a tender gaze.

"Xudu ...... Ghost Gate ......" Mu Shan's gaze was fixed on a huge gate that suddenly appeared in front of him exuding deep darkness, cold and treacherous atmosphere, and was incomplete, the ghost gate that was frozen by dark blue ice, the doorway that was not visible, a pitch-black gap, like a fierce beast, roaring madly and furiously towards Mu Shan.

In front of the ghost gate of the Xudu Ghost, there are many vivid statues, most of the lanterns in their hands have been extinguished, presumably in the endless waiting, exhausted the last bit of obsession in the soul, and since then completely dissipated between the three realms and six realms.

"Against the water and cold ......" Mu Shan shook off the cold snow on his body, trembled and walked to the ghost gate, staring at the divine sword that stood high above the ghost gate of Xudu and sealed it, remembering Chen Liushi's impulsive and willful self, with only the courage of blood and qi, wantonly destroyed the ghost gate of the reincarnation of the Three Realms, causing the souls who were wandering in the dead silence beside him to be unable to go to reincarnation and end up with a soul dissipated, and a strong apology could not help but rise in his heart.

"Maybe Jiang Shiping is right, if you lose the power of restraint, you can only harm others and yourself after all......" Mu Shan stood alone in front of the ghost gate, unable to cross this ghost gate, he could only be like other souls, in endless torment and loneliness, waiting for the moment when the soul disappeared into invisibility.

Time becomes meaningless here, and the memory, in the long wait, under the erosion of the cold, peels off and loses little by little, melting into the black snow, and only a dark nightmare remains in the mind.

"Do you regret it?"

In the dark, Mu Shan seemed to hear a gentle and glutinous voice, mixed with the call of the wind and snow, faintly lingering in his ears.

Mu Shan seemed to grasp a plank in the raging sea, and roared excitedly: "Who are you? ”

"You, do you know what's wrong?"

"Knowing your mistakes without regrets!" Mu Shan looked around, except for the shadowy snowman, there was no other figure, but finally there was a little movement, Mu Shan didn't want to miss it, and hurriedly shouted: "If time can do it again, I will still do it, if I watch my brother die in front of me and be indifferent, I can't do it!" Even if I know that I will die more because of this, I will not hesitate to do it, I am not a saint, and I can't treat everyone equally! ”

"Brother, wait, who is my brother? What is your name? Mu Shan fell into doubt and confusion again, and said to himself: "Why can't I remember anything? ”

"Hey, that's it! Since God has given you such a powerful bloodline power, there must be a heavy responsibility for you to bear, are you willing to shoulder it? A soft white light, abruptly tearing through the depths of darkness, pierced from the distant heavenly dome, and sprinkled on Mu Shan's body, like a gaze from another dimension, full of warmth and pity, making Mu Shan feel inexplicably peaceful and comfortable.

"Heavy duty?" Mu Shan asked suspiciously, "Can you make it clearer?" If I say yes, will I be able to get out of here? ”

"Not bad!" As soon as the voice finished speaking, Mu Shan felt a huge pulling force out of thin air, forcibly sucking his soul out of the darkness and throwing it into another vast and unknown world.