If you stretch the time to how many years later, you will definitely feel that everything in front of you reveals the desolate Gu Huang, for Huo Jie, everything is closely related to today, and all the futile tossing and turning and wandering are attached to what he sees and feels.

Destined, how in a hurry. Knowing what you can't do is what you can't do, which seems to be dull but is actually the highest level of reason.

What Huo Jie didn't know at this moment, what he had to face was what he interpreted and remembered with his burning life in the endless years to come.

"We know each other?" Huo Jie said.

"Know, not know. I'm so bored with the face of you, at your face, at the same conversation! The old man said nervously.

"It's the first time we've met, the first time you've seen my face, and we've talked for the first time, how can we give you this impression?"

"It may be true for you, but for me...... Forget it, you won't understand it either. The old man waved his hand indifferently: "The water here is very deep, boy, the still water is deep in history, and the treacherous is fate, you don't need to deliberately seek knowledge at the moment, when the time comes, you will find that what you are looking for will be easy to open up." Sometimes, turning every moment into a necessary step in every ritual, being confused, and not asking for the answers to those hidden knives is tantamount to a kind of preservation for oneself. ”

Huo Jie didn't understand why the old man's tone suddenly had a hint of sadness, just like he didn't understand why the old man could appear in such a strange way and say strange things in such an image, full of abruptness and surprise. But what he understands is that life is not only the twilight and melancholy of the twilight, but also the dawn and expectation of the moonset.

Looking up at the tall bell and drum tower in front of him, Huo Jie's heart seemed to be shrouded in the huge shadow projected down, and he was depressed, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The stars are very bright tonight, flickering like the autumn waves of a girl's emotion, and the veins are white with the setting sun. With a soft and cold light, Huo Jie carefully climbed up. As soon as he landed, Huo Jie found that the old man had changed his sloppy image from yesterday, sitting upright, with fluttering beard, swaying hair, dignified clothes, and a solemn expression, sitting cross-legged on the top of the bell and drum tower.

Huo Jie's face was surprised, and this surprise came from the old man's change. It was precisely because of this surprise that Huo Jie smelled something unusual. This made him look at the old man carefully.

Despite the darkness of the night, Huo Jie still noticed that the old man was wearing warm clothes. Dressed in an orange gilt-rimmed robe, orange-red cloud-patterned jewelry, even if it is a belt tied on the forehead, it is difficult to get rid of this custom.

The most memorable thing for Huo Jie is that on the robe of the robe, there are a series of relief lines with liquid metal texture, which seem to tell a mysterious secret and extremely sacred expression from beginning to end.

After he fully confirmed that the old man in front of him was indeed the person he saw yesterday and not other impostors, the surging disbelief in Huo Jie's heart gradually disappeared, and in the face of the earth-shaking changes in the old man's image, Huo Jie's uneasiness became even stronger.

"Don't be surprised teenagers. No matter how the old man's tone sounded, it sounded like a sigh: "There are two opposing sides in everyone's body, which are dependent on each other but move like a businessman. As for the transformation between the two, some people are confined to the shackles of the world, while others are at their own pace, and the path is different, isn't it?"

"Don't get into the nitty-gritty, we don't know each other, we don't trust each other, so I can't be a listener or make my own little opinions. Who the hell are you?"

"Ferryman. The old man pondered for a moment, and several times he wanted to speak, as if he was considering a more appropriate word. "You now stand at the crossroads of time, and I am the ferryman of your soul and body. ”

"I need you to sublimate my life?"

"Or else?"

Huo Jie was a little angry, but still maintained basic politeness: "My life is only up to me, and I have never been controlled by others, not before, and will be the same in the future!"

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, and for a moment, Huo Jie swore that he was not mistaken, even if it was blocked by night. What he saw from those old eyes was not yellow and chaotic, but incomparably clear, like a young man who had not yet been in the world looking at the tall southern bird with a strong love.

Huo Jie seemed to see his appearance when he was fifteen years old, he often looked at a wandering cloud in the sky by the railing, and his immature face was full of yearning for the distance. He also often holds a pole in his hand to depict the fragrance in his heart with colorful colors. He still remembered that the rain of pear blossoms in front of the hall would stick to the undried footnotes of the ink, and the breeze would pass through the hall to lift the edges of the paperweight that did not work. At that time, the days were as plain as water, and the time was really delicious, and I forgot about the world.

"Come, child, and be bold and open to your destiny. ”

Together, as if it came naturally, all things are good and follow the creation, the old man's palm slowly wiped the void, and a bright rainbow light flashed in front of Huo Jie's eyes. At the same time, the night sky is full of stars, and countless white rainbows converge, outlining the rivers and rivers. Under the whole world, it is like day, and the reckless grasslands, mountains, and rivers stretch for thousands of miles, all of which fall into a dream-like situation. The embroidered girl in the palace, the wild man sleeping on the top of the grass house, the student who reads at night, and the mage who shakes his head, at this moment, raise their heads uniformly and look up at this splendid heavenly opportunity.

Huo Jie was like an empty eye, his eyes were like mist, and he stood in place without moving.

The old man looked up at the long sky, looking at this world-shocking vision of heaven and earth, a trace of old smile appeared on his face, and he could only hear him murmuring: "Come, son of the stars, clothed in starlight, go and spread your warmth to the earth." From now on, you are no longer a poor reader, but also a warrior, shouldering responsibility and glory, splitting the waves, completing your mission as a human being, and waiting for the next reincarnation!"

As he spoke, the old man smiled self-deprecatingly, and immediately his handprints danced, and a neutral and peaceful, vast and majestic power filled the surroundings. A disc of colorful brilliance condensed appeared at the feet of the two of them, and the mysterious lines seemed to be the best of the world, which should be connected to Wuji with the round spirit.

"Boy, we'll see you again. The old man looked at Huo Jie deeply, and suddenly his hands were in the sky, his silver hair was windless, and the light in the sky was bright again, dazzling.

The figure is slowly dissipating, but the old man's face is calm as if he is doing an ordinary thing, how incredible it seems to ordinary people, but for the old man, a moment of death and life, it seems to be goodbye, but they will eventually meet each other on the other side of the world!

Huo Jie stood in place, his thoughts seemed to be frozen, and he was completely in the most natural and peaceful state. At the moment when the old man completely dissipated in the air, the disc penetrated the sky, completely absorbing the magnificence of the sky, and when the people on the mainland were still immersed in shock, the sky suddenly returned to calm, and the rest before and after a moment only left people with the illusion of a fantasy.

Huo Jie's whole body shook violently and collapsed to the ground.

After a while, a person came flutteringly, looked left and right, sighed, picked up Huo Jie, who had fainted, and flew away.