It's just a thin vine, but it stumbles on the life of the spirit. Before the spirit could think about it, the flood had swept her away. The travel boat was like a fat balloon, desperately chasing her. The thunder was even more explosive, the wind was like a mad wild horse, and the rain was celebrating this great day. Only Ling went alone with the flood, but fortunately she still had a smart waterproof suit on her body, and she was not drowned in the torrent of the flood.

The owner is dangerous!! The travel ship sends messages to the outside world. But it's too remote for anyone to rescue.

Spirit choked on a few mouthfuls of water in the flood, and her ears seemed to be flooded, and all she heard was a buzzing sound. Her head had just come out of the water, and she saw what appeared to be someone calling her name in the red lightning. Spirit, Spirit, Spirit, where are you? I'm here, who are you? The spirit saw a blur of light and shadow, like a human being and not a human being. Take you away, replied in a cold voice. Where to go? Go where you need to go. Then a pair of strong arms stretched out, and he rode away with the spirit. The spirit followed him, across the river, over the mountains, and into an empty palace. The interior is beautifully decorated, and there is everything in the world, and there is nothing in the world. When I got to the main hall, a deep voice came, do you know that you are dead? Lingcai realized that it was not a dream, he was really hanging. What if you know? Drag it down and enter the reincarnation wheel. The spirit is driven to be dragged away. Wait, I don't want to be reincarnated! The god of fate in the depths of the hall was stunned for a moment. So what do you want to do? Lonely ghosts? Yes, I'd rather be a ghost than a human. What a bold man, what kind of virtue do you have, dare to change your life on your own?! I'm not changing my life, I just don't want to be a man, give the opportunity to be a man to others, I don't want to be a man. It's really strange, you are very special, but I want to tell you, there are some things you can't do at all, and your bonds and dust ties will not be broken.

The spirit was a little depressed, but there was nothing to be done. Just as the spirit was being taken away, a figure suddenly flashed in in a hurry, and he handed a booklet to the god of life in the center of the main hall. The god of life shouted, slow, send her back. The spirit could not believe his ears. She shouted, "Why did you send me back?" I'm just ready to be reincarnated, so that's too much for me to do, right? God: Your mother has accumulated good fortune for you in the world, so you will die a few years later for a while, so you can do it yourself.

Ling's eyes were dizzy, and when she opened them, she saw lightning in the sky. She looked around and saw herself hanging from a large tree. Ling had an indescribable feeling, did he just go to the ghost gate?

The one hanging on the tree, but Miss Ling? A man asked, smiling. Ling looked down and saw a face that she hated. Lingyin grimaced and did not answer. You can really get yourself into a tree and walk away carefully. Ling looked at herself, embarrassed, like the heroine of a certain national film. That's a lot of nonsense, hurry up and save me! Okay, but you have to remember my name, my name is Cyan. Cyan?! Haha yes*, your name is so good, it's really like its name. Remember it and you'll remember it for the rest of your life. Spiritual psychology scolds, get out of you! But she still wants to maintain the man's little self-esteem. Yes, I'll remember you for sure,*.

When Ling sat by the campfire, dressed cleanly, and eating a barbecue, she felt like crying. God knows what she went through this day, she really can't enjoy the cruelty of the wild. She hated her perverseness a little, but she felt that this was called living. *, why do you know my name? Ling asked, looking at the man with his body tilted and the weeds in his mouth. Everything is providential, God has arranged for me to save you and take good care of you. Qing Mimi replied. Ling really didn't want him to laugh at all, it was too bad to look at. Can you say a word about people? It was a message from your travel ship, and now the whole country is looking for you. It's a shame, it feels like a wanted criminal. That's right, you're now in my legal net.

There was something strange about the spirit, and there was a familiar feeling about this cyan, from his name, his voice, his actions, all kinds of déjà vu. But she wasn't sure, she just thought it was good now, with someone to accompany her, something to eat, and a sky of stars.

Do you like the stars, cyan? I like it until I go crazy, and I can't sleep if I can't see it for a day. Are you sure? It's true. Why do you like it? I don't know. What do you do? I'm a wanderer. Why do you feel that what you say is unreliable? Yes, my alias: unreliable. Do you have any relatives? You are my dear! Can you die if you tell the truth? Yes. Then why aren't you dead yet? You didn't die, I don't dare to die. It's hateful, take my kiss, remember this kiss for the rest of your life. The spirit kissed the cyan forehead. Cyan accepted with some resistance, why didn't you kiss my lips? Think beautiful...