Please use this site to access. The mountain village is extremely quiet, blending with the mountains and rivers and the leylines, and has become a pure land of the soul.

He is like a creator from ancient times, and every move is implicated in the heavens and the world, and this seemingly simple knot, if it is in the hands of the Creator, can interweave each kind of living being, which is not the same, but it is closely related.

The sun is setting, although it is dusk, it is still gorgeous, and I am home...... The old man in Mai stared at the remnant sun in the west with a sparkling gaze, and instead of sighing sadly, he "revealed" a trace of heartfelt joy.

Old-timer...... Mo Li held many knots in his hand, his voice shouted reverently, his eyes were stunned for a while, and he saw that the old man in Mai had disappeared.

With a pious heart, with a calm and peaceful thought, Mo Li once again walked into the village with a knot.

Mo Li kept walking along the path of the village, and along the way, he met many villagers, all of them smiling, amiable, which made his heart glow with a trace of warmth, as if he had returned to the tribe that haunted him.

Erhuzi.Why are you still here?The tomb of the second aunt in the next door can be repaired.Mo Li is just approaching a house, and he can clearly hear the loud voice.He is scolding.

I saw that in a house, a stunned millennium like a galloping horse rushed out of the door, he ran forward without looking back, carrying a hoe, which made people cry and laugh.

Sanwazi, have you brewed your bitter wine, but I want to take a few glasses today, old man, and shouted again in a loud voice, even if it is a few streets away.

This wine has just been brewed today, old man, why are you like an alcoholic, you want to get drunk and dream of death all day long...... [ Man Defeats the Sky 0274 Dead? ]

I saw the door of a house on the opposite side slowly open, and a young man walked out head-on, old-fashioned, with a very steady pace, holding a wine cup in his hand, with a strong bitterness permeating the space.

Moxi's head shook, and he moved his steps towards the house, his mood was no longer calm, and he was even a little excited, because he saw that the knots in his hands were silently changing, turning into many runes, and in an instant he sank into the void, and when he reappeared, he had already fled back into the house.

It's fun to have friends from afar...... The voice of the old man in sackcloth said leisurely again.Grabbed the wine cup with a very intoxicated face.Pursed his lips.It seemed that he enjoyed it very much.His eyelids were slightly curved.The corners of his mouth were grinning.

You're drunk again, old man, go home and sleep...... The third baby hurriedly stood up, and wanted to reach out to grab the wine cup of the old man in Mai.

Haha, old man, you really guessed it this time...... The third baby said happily with a very bright smile.

Mo Li stood outside the door and bowed slightly towards the old man in Mai. The structure that had been laid earlier was like a butterfly flying in the sky, constantly rotating beside the old man in Mai.

Old-timer...... Ink's heart moved, and he approached the old man in Mai with broken steps.

I'll leave it to you, old man, and I'm going to make bitter wine...... The three babies said with a smile on their faces, dancing and walking towards the opposite door.

Purr ...... The old man in Mai was actually asleep, his appearance was extremely peaceful, and he had no trace of defense, as if he was completely integrated with this side of the world.

Mo Li couldn't laugh or cry, staring at the old man in Mai with a complicated face, and then looked at the old man in Mai with a lot of ropes, his heart trembled slightly, he had a very strong feeling, these ropes must be the most precious things of the old man, because there was nothing of value in this room.

The old man in Mai was still asleep, even though Mo Li had waited until the night, he never woke up.

His mind continued to recall at least the appearance of the knots made by the old man in Mai, and he meditated for half an hour before Mo Li picked up the rope again, and made a gesture with both hands and eyes, constantly trying to copy the knots of the old man in Mai.

But almost at the moment when he knotted the last movement of the knot, the whole rope returned to its original state again, and it was impossible to tie the knot, which made his doubts even thicker.

Mo Li gathered his mind again, adjusted his mind, calmed down the technique, screened out distracting thoughts, and made the knot again, every step was like flowing water, extremely smooth, but the moment the last process was about to fall, that mysterious and mysterious, very wonderful artistic conception seemed to be like the lake after the ripples, and regained its calm again. [ Man Defeats the Sky 0274 Dead? ]

Time keeps passing, and Moli is also constantly trying, so to speak, repeatedly defeated, repeatedly defeated.

My technique is obviously exactly the same as the movement of the old man in Mai.Why can't I still make my own knots?What is the problem?Mo Li secretly doubts in his heart.This time he no longer makes knots.But the whole night seems to be sitting cross-legged under the night.Let the "dew" water kiss his cheek lightly, and he doesn't care at all.

Time was in a hurry, the old man in sackcloth fell asleep very peacefully, his body did not roll in the slightest, like a dead corpse motionless, it was seeping.

For the next few days, Mo Li didn't eat or drink, he sat cross-legged beside the old man, and the doubts between his eyebrows became more and more intense.

This...... This...... Mo Li is like a monk who can't "touch" his mind, he can't feel the breath of the old man in Mai at all, even his heartbeat seems to become still, the whole person is cold like a dead corpse, there is no life.

Seniors.old-timers...... Mo Li's heart suddenly cooled.He kept shaking the body of the old man in Mai.Calling softly.What he felt was a sense of death.As if the old man in Mai had been dead for a long time.**It was already gradually becoming festering.,Mo Li was instantly melancholy.

These days, he didn't see the second tiger who built the tomb, nor did he see the three babies on the other side, and the whole room was cold and lonely, lonely and desolate.

Mo Li stared at the old man in Mai with an extremely complicated face, and the hope in his heart seemed to be completely shattered at this moment......

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