Only a peaceful expression could be seen on the old man's collapsed face.

"Young master, do you want to put this person down?"

Yue Kui listened to Bai Qi's question and walked all the way through the hall of the temple.

He didn't go to see the statue of the god, and faith was nothing more than a lie for Lu Dong's people.

Compared with holding God's legs to death, a weak person at such an age who cannot even break free from a single step in the flames of war seems to be more worthy of sympathy.

Yue Kui raised his hand, untied his outer robe, and bent down to cover the old man's body.

At this moment, a bell rang all over the Muzfjord.

"Bell...... Bell ......"

A total of seven strokes, old and piercing, quickly slashing through the empty city, making people feel both sad and a little cold.

Bai Qi couldn't help but rub the back of his neck, where a layer of skin had already risen densely.

He tilted his head, and then said, "It's behind Mez, on the hill leading to the north......"

Yue Kui patted the dust on his shoulder: "Go and see, try not to hurt people!" ”

"Yes!"

Bai Qi stood still and added: "Young master...... The letter? ”

"You can do it yourself!"

When Bai Qi heard this, he immediately turned around and withdrew from the temple.

Standing on the top of the high steps, you can see an open fire in the middle of the mountain, which happens to have just been extinguished at this moment.

The guide named Goershin kicked down the oil lamp next to the wall clock.

He looked at the city beneath his feet in the dark of night, silently counting the locations where the lights were lit as he crept into the woods behind him.

His hoarse throat swallowed a breath heavily, after all, it was not easy for such a big man to act.

After thinking that Muzi's study hall was no longer usable, Gao Erxin resolutely continued to climb along the mountain road.

We need to get to the entrance as soon as possible so we can get the news back.

——————————

Entering from the head of Nanxuezhou, you have to walk for an hour or two in the stone statue forest.

There is a small wooden house in the middle of the forest, and last time I went to the study outside, and from the inside, there were small rooms arranged one after another.

Outside, there was a living room, a half-collapsed ottoman, a dark and greasy fireplace, and a long table for eating, but generally filled with all kinds of letterheads and books.

The arch on the right enters, and the innermost is Bai Qian's grandfather, which is the residence of the person in charge of this gathering place.

The old man's beard and hair were gray, but he looked energetic.

At this time, Jieya knew that this person was called Zhou Zhe.

Then Jieya and Bo Ling were arranged in two adjacent rooms, just a little in front of Old Man Zhou.

On the top of the wooden door was carved a crude wolf's head, the lines were distorted, and the cliff secretly thought to himself, this might be Bai Qian's masterpiece.

The rooms were all about the same size, with a fluffy bed with gray cotton and linen draperies hanging at both ends, and a floor-to-ceiling window with the green shadow of the forest outside, and a wooden chair when pushed out.

If it's raining, it's dark and humid.

Jie Ya thought as she left the others and walked into the room alone, with only a wooden table at the other end of the room.

A bouquet of flowers was placed on the table, followed by a painting and a bowl of hot soup.

The lower drawer was open, and inside was a carving knife, a plate-like thing, and some dry tea grounds.

Jieya took the painting in his hand and looked at it.

A dark shadow stood at the top of a tower, followed by a giant wolf with two-colored eyes.

There is also a line of small print on the back of the painting.

"Follow you through the forest at night......"

The payment is Bai Qian.

Without thinking about it, Jie Ya threw the drawing paper back on the table, and turned to look at the newly made bed.

He hadn't been able to get a good night's sleep in a long time, since he had that rainy dream.

I don't know why, he has been restraining himself from sleeping too deeply, as if as long as he relaxes his vigilance, he will return to that wet and endless place.

However, after being tired for so long, his body controlled the whole person and fell quickly towards the pillow, and he didn't even have time to take off his clothes.

As expected, besides, such a warm futon has not been encountered for a long time.

I only remember that when my eyes finally fell in front of the window, the faint blue light appeared again.

Then the sky in the distance began to rain heavily, and on the right hand side was a curved high wall, and every step seemed to be in the slit of time, and the further you went, the more laborious it became.

Jie Ya touched his heart seriously this time, and the beating sensation was obvious, the same frequency as the raindrops in the distance hitting the ground.

On the left was a white fog, and as before, he still felt like he had to stay away from there.

So the body is leaning against the wall next to it, and the lines of the stones connecting to the stones, as well as the cold and damp touch, feel like the real thing.

In my memory, there will be a person who has never appeared, but her voice should be extremely familiar to me.

Jie Ya thought of this but didn't move, after all, going on this way, it seems like a lifetime of years, and that feeling is too helpless to think about.

Just stay where you are, and when you wake up and open your eyes, you can get out of here as well.

So he let out a sigh of relief, stretched his back, and prepared to sit down.

In the distance, a woman's voice suddenly said, "What? Do you think your time still has a meaning to exist? ”

"Who!"

The woman let out a strange scoff: "It seems...... You forgot about me......"

Cliff struggled to tighten her guard, turning around the edge of the stone wall, unable to discern the source of the sound.

I only heard her sigh, and changed to a mournful voice: "It's not okay to go on like this, if you can't remember, you'll never be able to get out, and you won't be able to get there......"

"Where am I going?"

The woman's eyes seemed to be looking at him all the time: "That place, that place in the dream...... There may be your answer there...... Don't look for it! ”

Jie Ya really stopped, listening intently to her words.

"You can't find me...... I'm in your heart, isn't it? It's always been there, Cliff, don't forget me......"

Jie Ya lay on the bed and opened his eyes suddenly.

Outside the window, it was completely dark, and the wind in the forest stirred the curtains, casting a vague moonlight on the ground.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, his whole head seemed to be on fire, and one string was extremely tight, so it hurt at the moment.

He closed his eyes and seriously remembered what the woman had said, but everything in the dream gradually settled down with the waking of consciousness, and it was not long before he could not grasp anything.

At this time, the sound of a charcoal fire suddenly sounded outside the door, and when Jie Ya looked back, there was a warm fire light between the cracks in the door.

He rolled out of bed, the last bits of ash burning in the fireplace in his living room.

Bo Ling sat cross-legged in front of the fire, and when he heard the movement of the cliff, he immediately turned his head to look at him.